The open space just now turned into an open space again. The invisible assassin who appeared suddenly seemed to have melted. After only showing up for 3 seconds, he could no longer find a trace of him.

Vlomo's body trembled, and he immediately looked at the void in all directions in amazement, hurriedly blessed himself with real vision, and began to examine the traces of the assassin.

On the city wall, the Berserker, who was at the end of his path, was yelling and cursing loudly. His companion was clearly close at hand, but he remained motionless there, not caring about his life or death. As for the huge trauma between his companion's chest and abdomen, he directly ignored it.

The advanced teleportation technique of Berserker Kleinus has already been prepared, but he dare not use it for a long time. The weird bone pillar standing in front of the damned skeleton monster in the distance is still there, and he no longer dares to risk the teleportation being disturbed and backlashed to perform teleportation. Otherwise, with the spell backlash and the enemy's beating, his already obviously damaged body would be smashed into a sieve in just one round.

From the high-spirited quarter of an hour ago to the end of the road now, the whole situation has changed too abruptly. Even if Kleinus broke out with his greatest fighting passion, he still couldn't break through the two small undead who only reached his chest. With the exhaustion of Qi and blood, his attacks became weaker and weaker, and it was difficult to show his previous invincibility.

But at this moment, the two tattered little undead who had been beaten by him exploded with stamina. Through constant head-to-head confrontation, the Berserker Demon staggered back and moved further and further away from the city.

Moros, as a level 14 zombie lord, doesn't have particularly outstanding talents and skills. The only thing he can praise is his increasingly powerful body and shrewd vision. Death Prophet Farina, who had just been brought in not long ago, had been recruited by the Demon Sorcerer, the acting city lord of the Chaotic Land, to lead the ghost army, but Moros brought in another forgotten mage, Parkvik, in a blink of an eye.

Other veteran undead mercenary leaders may not be able to find these cemetery heroes who are the same as them from the many undead mercenaries who have just joined the cemetery system, but Moros can. He has had in-depth contact with heroes such as Skeleton King, Arthas, Younv, Corpse King, etc., which made him deeply confident in his own vision.

The low aptitude makes it difficult for Moros to become a powerful hero who kills all sides on the battlefield, but his superior vision and open-mindedness make him play the most important role in the cemetery mercenary system at all times.

He's never been great, but he's been consistent.

Even Li Xun has paid attention to this "character" and started to examine him from different levels. As the cemetery city enters a stable development stage, a group of outstanding cemetery subordinates will take up leadership positions, and these temporary cemetery city owners will sooner or later become regulars. Li Xun is preparing the list of the first batch of official city lords in his heart, and this Moros is also on the list.

However, these good news must be placed after this unprecedented war of planes. If you win the battle, you can just take advantage of this opportunity to reward the three armies and help the first batch of leaders to the top. But if you lose the battle, the development of the cemetery will inevitably enter a period of silence and lose its short-term reputation in the abyss. Chance to stand your ground.

The battle at the top of the city is still going on.

The specially made fine steel armor on Moros's body has become a tattered piece of linen, with all kinds of huge fist marks, footprints, and cracks left after vigorous chopping are everywhere, and many parts have lost their protective effect. A little implicated barely hanging on the body.

At this moment of the battle, Moros simply tore off all the broken armor on his body, and fought against the Berserker with the tenacity unique to zombie creatures with his naked body. Among the zombies, some talented people can advance to become a zombie lord after reaching level 11, but he barely advanced to become a zombie lord until he reached level 14. This also reflects the "ordinary" of his personal talent.

However, the body that has been suffering for many years has received the best feedback at this moment of advanced zombie lord. The "toughness" talent originally possessed by every zombie has evolved into "indestructible", making him an undead Xiaoqiang with doubled defense and recovery power. A set of the cheapest fine steel armor actually exerted a super protective ability on him that was not inferior to magic armor.

Even the Berserker Demon slashed his chest with an ax just now, smashing the center of the fine steel armor into a dent, and there are dense cracks like spider webs around it, but after the metal fragments fell down, the hard purple-black skin exposed underneath But nothing was lost.

It was because of his persistence and the assistance of the silver mummy Bruu that he firmly controlled the Berserk Demon at the top of the city and could not move. Of course, the "Ghost Guard" of the Forgotten Mage Parkvik restrained the Berserker's advanced teleportation technique is also the key, which made it possible for their 5-member team to besiege and kill the demon lord.

Although he was just a little demon lord, he was still a demon lord after all. This kind of glory and feat was real, enough to make all the undead mercenaries salivate with envy.

Clennus, who had exhausted his energy, was exhausted from the fight, and most of the time he just looked up to the sky for help, and hoped that Fromehor, who was flying in mid-air, would give him a hand. But soon he was desperate, because in just a few short fingers, the Forlo, who was still wandering around the periphery of the battlefield, fell into death before him.

Hall, who was still hesitating in mid-air, immediately noticed the abnormal distortion of several voids beside him with his keen sense of touch.

There are enemies coming!

Hall, who is experienced in air combat, swung his wings, and his entire body moved nearly ten meters away, avoiding the possibility of being flanked by the enemy. Only then did he realize that a group of swordsmen in black and red armor appeared in the air, but looking at the pale and bloodless face and the sharp fangs on the upper lip, Hall immediately understood that they were a group of armed vampires.

Although the number of vampire swordsmen is a bit more, most of them are below level 10. Such fragile undead can't threaten a level 12 elite flo at all.

Just when Hall's attention was distracted by the Vampire Earl, the void behind him twisted unobserved, and a hazy human figure resembling a dwarf appeared. The moment the dwarf figure appeared, two dull special daggers pierced into Flomo's body without hindrance, and successfully joined hands in the chest, abdomen, stomach, and stomach, causing huge wounds by the way.

The shrill screams resounded through the sky, and Fromehall rolled continuously in the air, his dark and dark claws desperately reaching behind his back, trying to catch this despicable sneak attacker who had caused him great pain. Unfortunately, due to the "petite" size of the opponent and the cover of his wings, Hall's several claw strikes failed, and the sneak attacker was firmly nailed to Flo's back and had no intention of leaving.

Because the sharp weapon is constantly churning in the internal organs, every movement will cause greater trauma, but the vicious and cunning Flomo knows that physical trauma is nothing, if he can't get rid of the attacker behind him, then It's really over. Therefore, even if the severe pain continues to hit, the Vlomo will use greater perseverance to quickly flip to get rid of the enemy.

Hall's nearly 4-meter-long body is like a spinning top being whipped by an urchin, whirling, stopping suddenly, flipping, and diving in the air... all kinds of fancy air combat skills dazzle the eyes, if it weren't for the purple blood splattered everywhere, he would be disappointed Li Xun really planned to record this scene completely in the mage's tower, and use it as the air combat technical standard for flying undead in the future.

Suddenly, a group of ferocious abyss Fiendfire appeared out of thin air around Flo's body. The huge purple flame just exploded, enveloping Hall and the dwarf behind him.

Below the city wall, Lord Huo Fen Demon withdrew his raised hands, and the magic flames lingering around his body echoed the evil magic patterns on his body, which would undoubtedly increase the power of the high-level fire spell just now. As long as he can seriously injure the enemy, he doesn't care about the life and death of his companions. Anyway, with the fire resistance of the Vlomo, he is more likely to survive than that terrible dwarf.

With a desperate wail, a huge ball of fire plummeted down from mid-air, hitting a team of little cowards under the bone city wall. The splashing magic flames could not be endured even with the fire resistance of the little cowards, and each of them screamed softly and hid their heads to hide, messing up the siege team.

The magic flames came and went quickly. Almost instantly, the tall torches that had been lit in many places began to fade away quickly, revealing the scorched figure of Foro inside.

Flo's fire resistance is very high, and sometimes he can take a little bath in the lava fire pool, but that means he is in good condition. The sudden attack just now made Fromehor's chest and back were cut into two huge gaps respectively. Sorry.

Hall, whose internal organs were basically roasted, fell heavily to the ground, already exhaled a lot of air, inhaled less, and the whole person was dying.

The horned demon warlord and Huo Fenmo who stayed behind scanned several times, but couldn't find the dwarf figure that was only the size of a human child, and their faces darkened involuntarily.

Huo Fenmo muttered a few words to himself, and black and red hot fireballs began to emerge around him, spinning around him irregularly. The invisible enemy is the most terrifying enemy, and he saw clearly how Flomo suffered just now.

As a rare spellcaster among the demon family, Huo Fen Mo's melee combat level is as weak as his physical strength. Even though he was already a mid-level demon, he couldn't even beat a horned demon in hand-to-hand combat. But once Huo Fenmo was allowed to distance himself, killing dozens of low-level demons was only a matter of backhand.

Up to now, the remaining two little devil lords have no fighting spirit at all, they only want to safely push their subordinates to the city wall, and draw out more countermeasures from the undead. Only in this way, the big lords might let him go The two live together.

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