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It has to be said that for a long time, the association mages of the Principality of Novis have been more than one step away from their alertness to danger. In addition, the natural charm that the succubus is born with is not something that can be isolated by their sober pendants, focusing on rings, and weak mental protection.

After teasing these weak chickens on the main plane, the succubus Lauris put his hands on his hips and shouted arrogantly to the other party to leave. The soft hooves were not inferior to the human fingers to flexibly lift the wand on the soles of his feet. Lauris grabbed it in his hand and weighed it.

Humph, a low-level magic wand sealed the third-level "Stinky Cloud Technique"!

Lauris raised his hand and threw the wand back, sneering disdainfully: "Stinky Cloud Technique! You really know how to choose! Are you planning to stink these corpse witches to death? Humph, don't be too slow, just leave me quickly, go wherever you should go, don't get in the way here!"

It’s no wonder that the succubus is so arrogant. Looking at these association mages, there are only two or three who can truly threaten her. Even the leading human master may not have the ability to kill her. Therefore, it is difficult to go out for the toll. Succubus, who have always been used to being accustomed to the power of foxes and tigers, will certainly not give them a good face.

Succubus is indeed not good at fighting among the same level demons, but that is also a part of the target. Faced with these human bulls who are weaker than her, Lauris is too lazy to be fooled with them and make trouble!

Looking at this charming succubus who turned against each other faster than reading books, Anthony sighed and led the association mage behind him to exit the control hall dejectedly.

With the arrival of a group of cemetery spell casters, the various magic hubs and magic facilities of the magic tower were taken over one after another. The association mages who were driven out could only find the legendary Star Mage and silently surrounded him.

A gorgeous magic robe and exquisite and gorgeous magic crown still cannot conceal the haggard and solemn face of the legendary Star Mage. Around him, magic water mirrors truly present everything in the magic tower.

"You all raised your heads, cheered up and looked at them seriously." Katy Enni looked around everyone: "Didn't you always dream of seeing the reality of the world? Then what is presented to you at this moment is the completely real world!"

Master Xingchen took a breath.

"Because our power is the weakest, the bastards in the Undead Council wanted to swallow us in one bite, and this big cemetery also took the chestnut in the fire. We could only watch and swallow our anger. For what? In the final analysis, our power is too weak!"

"So, you all look up now, cheer up your spirits, carefully observe and experience the strength of the enemy, and then tell yourself, where is our future path?"

Such a passionate long speech was obviously not something Katy Ennie's seriously injured body could bear, so in the end it was all about a violent cough and a full face of reluctance.

As the leader of the association's mage, Katy Enni also felt indescribable grief in her homeland, seeing two strong men fighting in their homes, slaughtering their people unscrupulously, and trampling on the dignity of the mage.

However, I know my own affairs. The Principality of Novis has been unable to defeat the Council of the Undead. Now I will add a big cemetery with jokes. All the Mages Association can do is to endure humiliation and save its strength as much as possible.

The Lichs of the Undead Council were too cruel and evil, and there was no room for negotiation to coexist. Katy Enni had no choice but to choose this cemetery that came to his door. After all, according to the agreement, he and the cemetery were only an ally relationship and could still maintain the independence of the magistrates. But if he chose to join the magistrates Guild, the magistrates would no longer exist and be completely absorbed by the other party.

Moreover, according to his understanding, even if he defected to the Mage Guild, the extent of assistance the other party could provide was still between the two. Master Xingchen also knew about everything that happened in the distant Elf Continent, and he was an evil invader who was worthy of the full plane to gather strength to fight against it.

When both the mage and the magician rarely stopped hostile to each other and began to face powerful enemies together, Nowes became an abandoned son. It would be great that he could coax the group of lichs to be born, and it is unknown if he still needs to rely on their power in the future.

As a legendary wizard who came out of Novis, he did not want his hometown to be ruined by a group of lichs. However, as the leader of the association's mage, he could only try his best to give this group of wizards who rely on his protection a best choice. He looked forward and was in a dilemma. Therefore, facing the step-by-step pressing of the Undead Council, Katy Enni always acted undecided and hesitant.

Although everything you do today is not necessarily the best choice, it is also the result of the interweaving of fate.

Without the Lichs' killing, it would be difficult for Katy Ennie to let go and accept the olive branch from another undead force. But the undead are undead after all, even if they are forced to cooperate with them, Katy Ennie still has unreliable vigilance and curiosity in her heart.

He really wanted to see what kind of undead spirits this big cemetery came to him!

Putting aside the legendary Star Master's little thoughts, at this time, the Grand Cemetery had completely taken over the Magic Tower.

Mixed among the numerous combat troops, more than a dozen arcane puppets also arrived at the magic tower through the teleportation array.

These arcane puppets affiliated with the "Isa Public Service Department" are not here to fight, but maintenance teams specially sent by Isa. The interior space wrapped in the hard alloy shell is not equipped with magic swords and magic shields for combat, nor are they equipped with combat settings, but are equipped with a full set of precision equipment and maintenance tools.

They rushed to various key parts of the Magic Tower with a clear division of labor. After determining the damage level as quickly as possible, they entered the fast working mode in a hurry.

After a deep "talk" with Isa, the tower spirit, who controlled the entire magic tower, happily unlocked all his authority and became Isa's loyal "little brother".

I have to say that knowledge is profound and profession is specialized!

After only half an hour of maintenance, the magic tower regained its vitality. Small holes connecting several major elemental realms were opened again, and a steady stream of elemental power was injected into the almost dry elemental pool again.

With elemental energy, it is easier to do things.

The magic tower that was hit with a pothole once again supported a large force field protection, blocking the attacks of the undead mages outside, and the transparent force field wall also resealed the entrance of the magic tower. Those undead mages and undead who were like mountains and seas wanted to attack the magic tower directly. Sorry, destroy the force field protection first!

After all, there are a few undead mages flying in the sky, and the crowded and dense undead are the big heads that attack the magic tower. Every moment, the power field wall has to withstand thousands of attacks, and repairing these power field walls inevitably requires the consumption of elemental energy that is not sufficient in the magic tower. Over time, the magic tower will really consume the endless sea of ​​undeads.

But the cemetery has never been afraid of other people's siege!

I just supported the force field protection, just to facilitate overall scheduling and adjustment of the defense mechanism of the magic tower. Now everything is ready, then it is time for the performance of the Grand Cemetery.

A brilliant water-blue light suddenly rose from the bottom of the magic tower, and with the gorgeous magic light dyed the tower body into a blue area. The defense mechanism of the entire magic tower changed from focusing on physical attacks to protecting energy damage. At the same time, a large number of plague lords who had been waiting for a long time rushed out of the magic tower gate with the shaking steps of the earth and began to attack the undead corpse tide in reverse.

The undead corpse tide, mainly skeleton zombies and ghouls, suddenly encountered a cluster of attacks from groups of plague lords. The scene was not a normal battle at all, but a wanton trampling and brutal collision like a destruction. Although the 6-meter-high plague lord is not as bloated as hatred, he is also a typical fat man. He rushed around in the black corpse group, just like a heavy cavalry rushing in the infantry phalanx, and no undead can stop them.

The Plague Lord didn't need to bend down to kill the enemies that had just reached their waists. They just needed to charge, charge, and then charge...

The skeletons hit them and they instantly broke into bone powder; the zombies were a little stronger, but they were like tomatoes trampled by wild boars, leaving only crackling sounds of flesh and blood bursting; only the flexible and swift ghouls could trample on their companions and pounce on them, climbing onto the fat body of the plague lord, and creating wounds of all sizes for them.

The necromancers flew high in the sky, silently watching all this.

In the crowded group of corpses on the ground, the giants were roaring forward, leaving behind blood paths covered with black and red blood sauce. In the group of corpses, pale-skinned corpses were running rapidly above the heads of the group of corpses, swarming on the flesh giants like ants gnawing elephants, flooding the other party with their own bodies.

But even so, this still cannot stop the enemy from moving forward.

The flesh giants were blocked by the roaring zombies, and the ghouls were thrust forward with difficulty and firmness...

Behind them, teams of undead knights emerged from the magic tower and arranged in front of the gate to form a neat and heart-wrenching knight formation. The neat nightmare beasts, the neat black and red knight's armor, the neat scarlet cloak, and the neat and huge slashing sabre. The cool and powerful momentum of the entire knight formation made all soldiers who were hostile to them feel the coldness that penetrated their bones.
Chapter completed!