Infinite Heroes Seat

　　 Because of the existence of the necromancer profession in this world, this necromantic magic has hardly been weakened, and this is the first time Mo Wen has used this magic. After all, the influence of necromancer in the world of Harry Potter is not very good.

Seeing a bunch of skeletons and zombies converge, a faint smile appeared on Mo Wen's face. Hundreds of death army gathered under his hand. It was not that Mo Wen's magic power was not enough to summon more, but more. If this is the case, it will attract the attention of World Origin. It is necessary to know that the top Necromancer can manipulate 36 undead souls at most without the equipment support, but nearly a hundred undead souls should be enough.

　　 A cloud of golden aura erupted from Mo Wen, attacking the aura—power.

　　 As the first offensive aura to be mastered, Mo Wen's power aura has been able to spread to about 50 meters. Although the effect of the increase has been weakened, it is enough to raise the power of these undeads to a new level.

　　 "Go, kill me all the creatures you can see!" Mo Wen's low voice sounded in the quiet street.

　　 The army of the dead will move in the next moment!

　　 The crisp bones hit the ground, the whispers of the dead spread, and skeletons and zombies began to wander the streets.

The entire Tristram was caught in an unprecedented turmoil. A group of undead creatures who did not know where they came from were like crazy. They killed them when they saw the monsters. Countless **** creatures died on their hands, killing, blood, Death, for a while, Tristram seemed to have returned to the night when the **** army descended, except that the target of the killing was changed.

The relationship that couldn’t be said to be harmonious broke up immediately, the **** creatures also began to fight together, the skeletons gathered together and rushed towards the sinking demon, the night clan waved their sickles indiscriminately, and all the **** creatures killed their red eyes. They seemed Back in hell, he didn't care who the enemy was or how many enemies there were. The brutality in his bones was completely awakened by the sudden killing.

　　 In just an hour, Tristram was caught in the flames of war again.

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At a corner near the square, Lilian frowned and looked in one direction.

Not long ago, the whole Tristram was still like a dead cage. Although it was gloomy, murderous intent was hidden everywhere, but at this moment, it was like a boiling pan. All **** creatures were crazy, regardless of enemy and us. Attacked.

　　 And the turmoil first came from that direction, and there—the direction where Mo Wen began to search.

　　 "What the **** are you doing again?" Lilian muttered to herself, Mo Wen is now getting more and more mysterious in her eyes, but then she turned her head again, the task is still more important.

On the square, among several wooden hanging cages, an old man in a long robe was looking blankly in one direction. He was the only one surviving among the hanging cages, while the others had long since become Mummy.

Under the hanging cage gathered a group of monsters, the sinking wizard, the skeleton shooter, and the dark night clan. Each of them is an elite-level existence. The most important thing is that there is a tall figure with a red dress and a belt, no matter which one is strong. Shuo's body or the beating flames in his eyes showed that it was not easy to provoke.

　　 is a boss-level monster, and it should also be the leader of the dark wanderer who left behind to command the entire **** army.

　　 "Grace Wald," a name appeared in Lilian's mind. He did not expect that he had fallen. It shouldn't be said that his corpse had fallen.

　　 secretly calculating her chances of victory in her heart, Lilian immediately shook her head. Even if she was already a Tier 4 Amazon, she couldn't deal with so many high-level monsters at once.

　　 Do you want to give up? Or go find Modi to act together? Tier 4 Paladin with Tier 4 Amazon should have a good chance of winning.

　　 But the pride in her heart made Lilian reluctant to rely on other people's power, even if this person is unknown.

As Lilian was pondering, things had a turn for the better, Tristram’s commotion intensified, and the leader-level monster finally couldn’t bear it. He looked around, and gave a final order with a few elite-level monsters. The monsters left and walked in the direction where the turmoil began, leaving only a group of ordinary monsters in place.

Chance! Lilian's eyes lit up, and she quietly held a bow and arrow in her hand.

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　　 On the other side, Mo Wen was leading the army of the dead to kill Tristram around. With the increase of aura, these skeletons and zombies exploded with amazing lethality, not afraid of death, and infinitely powerful. An elite Dark Night clan just smashed a skeleton, and was hugged by the zombies that followed. Then the skeletons rushed up and cut the corpse indiscriminately, and its body was quickly smashed by Mo Wen Yong, a skeleton that looked extraordinarily strong replaced the smashed one.

　　 In a blink of an eye, Mo Wen cleared another street, but unfortunately he still didn't find Witte's feet, but the elite Dark Night clan contributed a good sickle.

　　 Just as Mo Wen was about to move on to another street, a tall figure with a few elite monsters stopped his army.

　　 Fiery red clothes, muscular Qiujie, eyes flashing with jumping fire.

Grace Wald should be said to be the top blacksmith in the dark world. The Paladin’s top suit, the legend of Grace Wald, came from him, and it is also the most fascinating item. It’s a pity that this suit is now Obviously not in his hands.

　　 Grace Wald should have been the leader of Diablo staying to guard Tristram. At this time, it was shouting loudly at the undead under Mo Wen, seemingly questioning them.

　　 It's a pity that the undead under Mo Wen didn't even care about it. They faithfully implemented Mo Wen's orders, and nearly a hundred monsters slew towards Grace Wald.

　　 Grace Wald seemed to be a little surprised, but he didn't expect that these undead spirits would dare to disobey its orders, and then they were furious.

One punch smashed an approaching skeleton to pieces, and then both hands left and right to open the bow, and the skeletons that were only close to it were beaten to pieces by it. The zombie tried to hug its body, but was hit by it. The child was thrown away.

　　 Grace Wald is like a handful of fierce beasts, raging in the undead, bone fragments splashing around, as if it was raining.

　　 Suddenly, a huge flame exploded on its body, covering it and the surrounding undeads in it.

　　 The undead around it were immediately cleared out, but Grace Wald was uncomfortable. It wailed in pain, and its whole body was scorched, and the smell of barbecue even permeated the body that had already died once. With his eyes fixed in one direction, Mo Wen was surrounded by undead, holding his wand in his forehand, with a sneer on his face.

　　 Looking at the human figure, Grace Wald suddenly understood that all this was done by the human being in front of him. It screamed and wanted to rush towards Mo Wen, but the undead rushed on again.

A cloud of cold aura spread, and the movement of Grace Wald, which smashed a skeleton into pieces, was stiff. The biting cold seemed to seep into its dead body, and the movement slowed down involuntarily. .

　　 I saw a light blue halo under the feet of every undead in front of it, and the whole street seemed to be rendered into a blue ocean.

　　 Holy Frozen.

　　 A series of scars appeared on Grace Wald's sturdy body. It was slow in its movements and could no longer successfully kill the undead. Instead, the undead kept adding wounds to its body.

　　 Cold ice cones, lightning beams, and fireball techniques, Mo Wen's hands kept shooting out a bunch of magic, hitting the darkness of Grace Wald.