The Truth of Magic

Chapter 592 Mountains of corpses and seas of people, spells kill the sky

Although the sun had not yet reached the setting sun, the sky was still bright and clear, but a thunderbolt suddenly flashed on the east side of the camp, and the dazzling light pierced the clouds, as if fangs made of electricity were piercing directly into the hills guarding the camp .

This is a Druid's "Summoning Thunder". Although his spell power is limited to 3-18 (3D6), the key is that it is a minute-level spell, and it can drop thunder every round.

If there is enough time, even fifty or sixty adventurers can be hacked to death.

As the lightning fell, it did not stop the fear in the militiamen patrolling the outer circle of the camp. Even though they knew that their family members were behind them, the fear of death deeply tormented this group of people who had never been there two weeks ago. Ordinary people on the battlefield.

Because behind them was a terrifying scene that would make nightmares even if it was seen during the day.

Countless undead creatures, like a colony of ants climbing out of an ant nest after being scalded by boiling water, countless skeletons and zombies are close together, constantly moving towards the living people in the camp. moving forward.

These skeletons look like ordinary human skeletons with power, but the red light in the skull looks very strange.

And the zombies that should only be resurrected by evil and dark spells are also squirming around, like walking dead without brains, staggering.

The bodies of the zombies seemed to be dragged out of the grave. Half of their bodies were completely decomposed, and some of their organs were even eaten clean by insects. They were wrapped in old burial clothes, and an unpleasant stench filled the surroundings.

Normally, people would feel extremely disgusted when beating the skeletons or zombies that had just been "resurrected" all the time. Now, seeing this extremely ferocious undead army, they could only scream in fear.

Several crossbowmen in the bunker position hurriedly joined the retreat after shooting a few arrows and realizing that it was not enough.

The camp without a high defensive wall built of rocks is completely powerless to stop the invasion of these undead creatures.

Not to mention, behind them there is a group of more powerful undead creatures, such as Wraiths, Shadows, Banshees, Specters, Horror Bound Spirits, and Wraith Bound Ghosts, these incorporeal undead creatures are directly suspended Floating in the void is the air force of the undead creatures.

The larger Yeying and Prisoner Soul Demons are in the rear of the hall, and they are also advancing with the undead army.

Finally, the retreat horn sounded again, telling the fleeing militiamen that they could finally walk back, the players who had been supporting them breathed a sigh of relief.

These players shrank to the back the moment they saw something was wrong, but there were still two careless players who failed to retreat in time, and were entangled by the tide of undead creatures, and then wrapped into a rice dumpling, and then became corpses.

Even the most basic feedback was too late to be crushed and eaten away by the quantity.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xu couldn't help but say shit even though his heart was already calm.

The numbers are simply exaggerated.

The entire wasteland with rolling hills in front of him is full of dense army of undead creatures.

And farther away, there is "a deep, pitch-black hole", and countless corpses can be seen climbing out of it, as if it were a mass grave.

Zhao Xu immediately activated the "SMS technique" to the person in charge of the negotiation.

In the text message of no more than 25 words, he attached a cipher code, so the other party would know that he was Zhong Xia.

And this text message, the only request is to let the camp retreat immediately, as far as it can retreat, then retreat as far as it can!

Unless a legendary sorcerer appears here, no force in the wild dead land at this moment, even the presence of priests of the gods, will be able to withstand the torrent of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of "undead creatures"!

"Fireball, 'Extreme Spell Effect', 'Spell Expansion' (simulation)"

Zhao Xu watched the group of undead creatures rushing to the front line where he was standing, and threw a fireball to clear the field.

Undead creatures that are immune to many negative states, most of them honestly eat all of the fire damage.

It's just that the original fireball with a radius of 6 meters, combined with the "Spell Expansion" specialty, doubled the radius of action to a radius of 12 meters.

Immediately, all the undead creatures within the range of the fireball were tossed and thrashed by the damage, as if they were drowning.

But it is still a drop in the bucket, to no avail.

Zhao Xu could only shake his head when he saw this scene, and continued to cast spells quietly.

"Supernatural Spell - War Spell: Greater Lightning Bolt."

The next moment, a "lightning beam" more than 30 meters long and 6 meters wide, which can be called a lightning curtain, lay directly on the ground, cutting off the way out of that area.

This high-energy grid that suddenly appeared in the void immediately wiped out all the undead creatures in the long strip area just now.

It was like spraying a wave of insecticide on the ant colony, which worked quickly, but it didn't work at all when facing the huge number of ants as a whole.

"War Spell: Heat Wave (Four Rings)."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhao Xu still had to make up for this war spell very quickly, and compared to the instant lightning bolt, this low movable flame wall was also 30 meters long and could last for more than one round .

But that's all.

Zhao Xu looked at his several spells, but they didn't make a final decision like usual, turning things around directly.

He also understood in his heart that this battle was no longer something he could end with one or two spells.

And the scene where Zhao Xu created a spell with a huge range and magnificent effect immediately attracted everyone's attention, but as long as they don't fall into the enemy's hands at this moment, they won't suffer anything.

"God, save us!"

"God, if you have the guts, just kill us here, otherwise we humans won't fail."

There were roars from time to time among the retreating crowd, some begged the gods of new beliefs to help them, and some unbelievers cursed at each other.

In this regard, Zhao Xu could only keep an eye on the crowd, and when he was about to catch up, he threw a "War Spell: Force Field Missile Storm".

With this spell, 25 or 800 hostile target creatures per level can be given within a radius of 12 meters. A single "force field missile" can also temporarily suppress the momentum of the undead creatures, leaving room for the crowd behind. down the gap.

But as Zhao Xu cleared the field like this, the powerful undead creatures behind him also entangled him in an instant.

The laughter and resentment full of death officially rang in his ears, announcing the re-advent of death.