The remaining priestesses, the priests, followed suit, quickly removed the blessing of their divine power, and found the most ordinary burqa, covering themselves up.

At this time, the most intense battle had been replaced by the mouth of the urn at the rear.

The terrain here is tight and the entrances and exits are small. It was originally the second key urban defense facility in Zhuoer City, but now it has fallen completely in the hands of the undead.

In addition to the more vampires, ghosts, and banshees gathered, even some lickers rushed here as they climbed the rock walls on both sides.

The dragon lich Uzel was still in the rear to command the follow-up of the cemetery troops, while Dogosus, who had nothing to do, had teleported to the pass with his several servants, the corpse witches.

The insidious Dogosus directed his corpse witches to immediately cast a huge "Death Cloud Technique" in front and behind the mouth of the urn, and secretly placed several "Swamp Techniques" in the clouds and mists with vicious intentions.

Since this is the underground world, most of the ground under your feet are rock floors as hard as steel. The effect of the "Swamp Technique" is not obvious, and it is far less effective than the surface of the ground that can be transformed into a wetland swamp that is not as deep as the thigh. So he directed the corpse witch to use small spells such as "terrain transformation" to pull up countless "stone walls" that reach the ankle height of the underground creatures in the fog of the "Death Cloud Technique".

Therefore, under his plot, countless defeated soldiers who rushed into the murderous fog that was indistinguishable from east, west, south and north, and fell to the point of bleeding. So, the defeated soldiers who rushed into the fog could only cough violently while stepping on their companions' body high and low, and continued to rush out.

The invisible slowdown made the defeated soldiers following behind him more and more dissatisfied. They pushed away the guys blocking the way and rushed into the "Death Cloud Technique" regardless of their own efforts.

Dogosus, standing on the high platform at the pass, couldn't help but smirk, and the smooth and smooth upper and lower jaws were clattering.

This is not an ordinary "death cloud technique", but a super "death cloud" with four or five "death cloud techniques" superimposed together!

In this way, these stupid guys who don’t know how to write the word “death” are still rushing in without thinking. Do they really think that the slight magic resistance brought by their black skin can help them pass through this line of defense of death?

"Wow! A bunch of stupid guys!"

With an extremely comfortable grin, Dogosus began to direct his men to perform "group panic arts", "wall of pain" and "summon the dead", and he slowly put out the "rotten bag explosion" on the enemies who were fleeing under his feet.

However, most mages call "Corrotto Blast" more vividly "Corrotto Explosion", which is an important reason why the necromancer is praised as the best mage on the battlefield.

Looking at the insidious dragon lich who was having fun, several blood mages who were also standing proudly at the pass exchanged glances silently and silently stayed away from him.

It is worthy of being the most evil lich. No matter where they evaluate it, they are enough to be the comment of "crazy".

The Blood Demon didn't care at all, but instead jumped to a mercedes, spread his arms wide, and his bloody eyes kept scanning the crowded Zhuoer defeated soldiers.

The sweet and passionate woman of that Zoer had been coveting for a long time, and now she must not be allowed to escape secretly.

In his blood sensation, those big guys with sufficient qi and blood can only be called "being able to keep their mouths", while those foul-individuals, plus malnutritional goblins, lizardmen, gray dwarfs, and even the blood is smelly, so he stays away. Only those dark mages with elemental power or divine magicians with divine grace are sweet foods that even the blood is permeated with the breath of brilliant power.

The soul-bound demon Karen floated straight from mid-air and shouted loudly: "Blood belongs to you, soul belongs to me, will we cooperate?"

The Blood Demon tilted his head and glanced at him. He thought of the female Zoer's exquisite equipment and outstanding magic power, and nodded reluctantly.

With such a good thing, how could the dragon lich Dogosus not participate: "The body belongs to me, I will use her to make my first corpse puppet!"

The Blood Demon and the Soul-Binding Demon Karen looked at each other and nodded again.

Although these dragon lichs are not of high level, they are only barely level 7 now, but their natural soul power is strong. Their development speed is probably far beyond most undead mercenaries, and even some cemetery heroes with low potential are not as good as those. In particular, the skills they master are just very suitable for battlefield killing. Often, if a group of injuries continues, they can beat the blood demons and work hard to kill for a long time.

If this continues, even the blood demon, who claims to be strong innate and the number one in the murderous cemetery, will be suppressed by them, and may more likely to fall from the second echelon to the third echelon in the future.

When the blood demon thought of this "miserable" future, the sweet blood of the girl Zhuoer became more and more hungry.

"Finish her!"

"She is there!"

"Gaga, still want to run?"

The three fierce evil demons who had just reached an agreement found this concealed mistress from the crowd in different ways. They immediately stood up in the air and rushed straight to a cloaked man who was walking quickly against the corner.

Although the three of them both saved, there was a clear distinction between the order halfway through.

The blood demon has always been a mutant flesh shield that rushed straight. Not only did it not reduce its speed, but it rushed to the forefront with the help of the falling momentum. The soul-bound demon Karen, whose speed was slightly reduced when he was in mid-air, rushed out of his body and rushed to the enemy instead of him. The dragon lich Dogosus is a magician, whose body gradually rises and steadily occupies the direction where the enemy may escape. The black light lingers in his hand, obviously preparing some kind of dark spell.

There are three different professions and three different ways to face the enemy, but none of them are what Miss Emmantha wants to encounter now.

It has been an hour and a half since the first time the city gate fell. The bitches all agreed to her and asked her to take people to block them for a while. They will draw elite family members from behind and then come to reinforce.

"Why didn't I hear such a huge lie at that time? Could it be that Cales had already conspired with Phillen? But they were not worried that the undead would attack the city and smash everything to pieces? Do they have any special means?" Even though they were about to end their lives and had been immersed in intrigues for many years, Miss Amantha, who was in the conspiracy dagger, could not be relieved from countless puzzles.

She shook off the robe that was in the way, hurriedly blessed herself with divine grace. She shook the five-headed snake's whip with one hand and hit the blood demon that was coming towards her. The other hand pulled out an exquisite fine sting sword covered with graceful patterns and separated the sharp claws of Karen's clone, and fought with the enemy with an angry shout.

The ground was extremely lively, and the black light in the hand of the dragon lich Dogosus in the sky was also trembling gently with rhythm. Every time it trembled, a vicious curse appeared for no reason on the Miss Aimantha in the battle.

It’s a pity that with the blessing of divine grace and the halo of divine art, these curses were dispersed as soon as they emerged, and it was difficult to really act on the other party.

After all, the Dragon Lich has not yet been upgraded to the level, and the spell penetration is far less than the opponent's strict protection.

Dogosus, who had always been arrogant, was immediately furious. If he had not made any achievements, how could he put down his face and ask others for spoils? Thinking of this, with his stern shout, several high-level corpse witch servants immediately flew to his side from the pass. These guys stood in a pentagram, raised their hands high, and their thin bodies trembled slightly, murmured endlessly, and a conspicuous magic halo lingered in them.

The magic aura manifested by ring casting has extremely strong auxiliary effects. This curse technique that the dragon lich provoked was not something that several magical techniques could eliminate.

As the black light shook, the curse categories triggered by Emmantha's mistress gradually began to overlap, and even the halo of magic around her was dyed purple. Her resistance power became smaller and smaller.

To be honest, if the three evil demons had not had any desire for her flesh and blood, and with all her strength, she would have long since become a skinny and lost her body. Now with the curse of the dragon lich, the female Zhuoer had almost no power to resist, which also created the best opportunity to win her completely.

When the Blood Demon rushed forward quickly and locked the thin stinging sword that was passing through the chest with his body, Karen's clone also rushed to the vicinity and used the "soul impact" again. When the mistress Amantha woke up in a brief dizzy, her eyes had been completely occupied by the bloody mouth that the Blood Demon had opened to the extreme.

Ammantha's spirit was shocked by the surging blood at close range. When she woke up again, the evil demon that scared her the most was holding her tightly in her arms, lying beside her neck, sizzling her blood with a sizzling sound.

When vampires suck living creatures, they will instinctively secrete some mysterious substance, which can effectively paralyze the enemy's resistance. Therefore, the mistress of Emmantha was fortunate to sense the blood flow in her entire body in an extremely awake state. She is worthy of being a level 15 Drow priest. Even though her body's blood loss reached 80%, her life breath remains on the same baseline without significantly subsidence.

Just as she was about to fall into the dark abyss of consciousness, she could still hear a hoarse voice beside her: "Don't suck her blood! You have to leave a little more... Karen, be gentle when you extract your soul later. If she dies early, it will cause physical decline. The corpse puppet made in that way will not be perfect..."

This is a noisy and chaotic battlefield, with all kinds of strange noises and screams, but slowly these are gradually moving away from her. Aimantha feels that her consciousness is losing all senses to the outside world, and under the influence of a powerful suction force, it falls downward and keeps falling...
Chapter completed!