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In the quiet and dark jungle.

A tall and powerful terrifying black figure was slowly moving forward among the trees.

Although the thick and airtight black cloak covered its entire body, the huge death scythe held in its hand betrayed its identity.

The Necromancer!

A terrifying ghost between reality and reality has a terrifying lethal power.

But even if it was determined, it was still impossible to tell in detail whether it was an ordinary undead or the more terrifying death clone.

Don't underestimate such an inconspicuous judgment. In this jungle full of dangers, a small error may be the gap between life and death.

This lonely cemetery necropolis floated alone in the void three feet above the ground. Wherever it passed, the rich dead energy and strong negative energy radiation made the plants wither. Some magic plants with low consciousness were silently away from this terrible guy. On it, the magic plants could not sense the warm and flesh smell of blood, but were filled with the disgusting smell of death and decay.

Silently, in a remote corner of the jungle, a huge eyeball suddenly opened on the trunk of a tall ancient tree, and looked around. Soon, the eyeball's gaze was locked on the lonely figure walking through not far away.

A lonely cemetery undead?

This is a good hunting target!

I just don’t know if this cemetery necromancer is really performing tasks alone or acting as bait?

The discovery of the eyeworm was soon transmitted to the brainworm Hawk, which it belonged to through the Zerg network. Out of caution, Hawk couldn't help but start to read the surrounding eyeworm information. So soon, more battlefield information was transmitted back simultaneously.

Strangely, there are really no undead within thirty or forty miles around this cemetery! Could it be that it came out to perform a secret mission?

A cemetery undead, placed in the Zerg battle sequence, is also a terrifying creature that is above the middle level. For such a high-value hunting target, if you kill a wrong person, you should not let him go if you kill him. The brainworm will not let him go no matter what.

Soon, the latest combat instructions were conveyed to the scene.

So, a tight and fine killing net slowly opened on the periphery of the cemetery where the undead were unaware of it.

The forests are lush and the autumn sun is the most leisurely and beautiful time of the day, but the elf forest is already dead silent at this moment.

The black robe-covered necromancer had just passed by a bushy forest field. A strange and strange sound suddenly sounded at the root of a tall ancient tree behind him. As the soil layer of 4 meters collapsed, a huge wormhole appeared. Before anyone could see the situation inside the hole, the sound of metal and steel friction was heard, and countless terrifying warworms swarmed out from it.

And under another tree thirty meters away, another wormhole opened silently, and a Jedi scorpion swam and her long body came out from it.

The next moment, a huge blood-colored mist enveloped the battlefield.

The poisonous mist emitted by the Jedi Poison Scorpion can not only obstruct the other party's perception, but also effectively isolate space teleportation. Therefore, if you want to ambush those high-level undead, this function is almost indispensable. Otherwise, for a cemetery elite who escapes the scroll or Hearthstone, you can get rid of the ambush of the Zerg in minutes.

The battlefield has been laid, and the following is the mission of melee Zerg.

Seven or eight wormholes bloomed around one after another, and black torrents surged out from it like a tide, and the black figure was almost rushing in no particular order.

The lower hood was slightly raised, and with the dim light in the forest, he could barely see the strange body surrounded by ghosts in the burqa. Facing the insects swarming from all directions, the level had already reached level 20. The holy level death clone Zoro, who was eager to fight wildly, roared to the sky, waved the huge death sickle and rushed into the insect tide.

Every time the huge and sharp God of Death sickle was slashed vigorously, nearly ten warworms had their arthropods broken and their bodies were broken. Those guys whose heads were cut off died immediately, and those who were only physically damaged were not serious. With the bravery of the warworms, this broken limbs and bodies were really nothing, and would not affect their combat effectiveness too much.

Unfortunately... they are facing a holy level death clone that is equivalent to level 20!

As long as any war insect's body is stained with the Grim Reaper's sickle, even if it only has a small minor injury, it will bear the roar of the Grim Reaper that follows.

The instant death judgment accompanied by a Saint-level Death clone attack was not exempted by ordinary warworms. Therefore, except for the two that were killed on the spot, the other injured warworms all appeared after a sneering head of a dead soul, and then their lives suddenly disappeared and fell to the ground.

*(^&%$&^%

Although the brainworm never stings with his subordinates' sacrifices, Hawke still couldn't help but curse himself in his heart when facing a holy-level death clone who was so terrifying that he was decisive.

What do these damn undead have grown up with? Why are they so difficult to deal with?

But no matter how much you curse yourself, the sacrifice you should pay still requires effort.

Therefore, Hawke could only grit his teeth and mobilize the nearby insect army and send teams of prickly snakes here.

Since this deaf clone of the Death is so sharp in melee, then use a long-range stinger to grind it to death!

The large group of war insects held the opponent tightly, so that they could not quickly break out of the Zerg fog, so that they could not escape from the battlefield with Hearthstone. A large number of thorn snakes were surrounded by the periphery, spitting out with almost crazy venom, and swearing to make this hateful guy into a sieve.

So, the battlefield was constantly shifting and changing in the forest in a bloody battle.

Behind Zoro was a group of insect corpses, and its body was no longer as complete as before. The broken evil burqa turned into strands of dead energy, floating beside her, and Zoro became more and more like a terrifying demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

The burqa could no longer cover the body, and the body was even more damaged, but Zoro became more and more brave as he fought. Whenever he killed a certain number, he would scream excitedly, turning the gathered mist and death energy into a terrifying shock wave to sweep the surrounding area.

The warworms in front of him did not pose much threat to him, but they could not be killed. The thorn snakes in the distance pose the greatest threat to him, but they could not reach it.

After rushing left and right in the insect tide for a long time, Zoro sensed the degree of damage to his body and finally decided to retreat temporarily.

It was not that simple for him to escape, surrounded by a large group of insects.

The disgusting blood mist followed him, making the Hearthstone he carried with him unable to activate at all, and the surging insects made him unable to get rid of it. If he was just exhausted like this, for another quarter of an hour, his level 20-level holy god's clone would be gnawed to death by a group of extremely ordinary insects.

However, since he dared to take risks alone, Zoro certainly had his own backup plan.

With a few simple spells chanting, a tiny ripples of space rippled alongside him.

As the soul space opened, a mysterious bone dragon with a head and tail of 30 meters long and covered with black and hard bones appeared beside Zoro.

Magic pet?

This holy undead actually has his own magic pet, and he is also a bone dragon!

The next moment, under the pressure of the vast dragon power, the bone tornado rose into the sky with Zoro, breaking countless branches and vines of ancient trees, and rushing out of the misty Zerg fog.

Then, before the brainworm Hawk called the giant mantis, strange space fluctuations in the sky rolled over, and the death clone Zoro and the bone dragon disappeared in place.

Damn, the other party actually ran away!

If you pay so much and have such great damage, although you have also severely damaged the other party, but you have not left the other party, then all this will lose its meaning.

However, one's mistakes lead to wisdom. With this precedent, the brainworm Hawk has a better understanding of the elite methods of the cemetery. If the same move is copied for the second time, it will be useless!

Of course, such scenes are not an isolated event. In the meticulous and rigorous brain of the brainworm Hawke, such encounters and counter-experiences, raids and counter-raids, ambush and counter-ambush, occur hundreds of times every day.

After climbing over the mountain behind you and walking a hundred kilometers deep into the jungle, it is the outer area of ​​the insect nest. For the brainworms, letting these damn bastards disturb the peace of the insect nest will undoubtedly cause the demigod to become even more angry. For the demigod who just suffered a great loss underground, it is very likely that he would do something that scares the brainworms in their rage.

The demigod who just returned from the ground was obviously in a very bad mood!

The great Lord Kulinaks is in the extreme violence and extreme hunger, and the latter is particularly afraid of the brain worms. Because in the Zerg recipe, the brain worms are definitely at the forefront of the food choices of Demigods with abundant energy and abundant nutrition. If it weren't for the need for the brain worms to assist in command, I'm afraid Kulinaks would have swallowed them all a while ago.

In order to alleviate their status crisis, all brainworms are rushing to capture high-nutritional creatures that meet the taste of demigods. High nutrition means high life, and high life means difficult! In the entire elf forest, those who meet these conditions are either the King of Warcraft or the High Elves. The difficulty of capturing them is imagined.

If it weren't for the group of dead spirits who fanned the flames and robbed the houses everywhere, the brainworms commanded millions of insect troops to sweep away the group of guys who were turtled in the Elf Holy City. It's not the use of it now. The entire large army of the insect army would have to huddle underground. Only when they found a clear target of attack would they dare to break out of the ground and launch a thunderous offensive.

Although the previous big showdown killed three legendary undeads, it also lost most of the legendary insects that the Zerg had. In comparison with the current high-level strength, the great Zerg, which had the advantage in numbers, was at a disadvantage.

As a last resort, the brainworms could only play boring tactics such as beating gophers and fighting guerrillas.

The remaining brainworms have already commanded most of them to sneak attack the Elf Holy City, and only Hawk is left here to stop the undead creatures from approaching the nest. Therefore, for the damn tactics of large troops in the cemetery, which is a large force that pretends to sneak attack and scatter infiltration in the squad, Hawk can only deal with the moves and use a series of fast and vicious small local wars to swallow the opponent's outstretched tentacles little by little.

In its huge spiritual perception, there were hundreds of flashing red dots in the huge forest for a time. Among them were large groups of undead legions disturbed on the outside, there were elite and terrifying undead squads, and more were solitary individual soldiers.
Chapter completed!