The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0174: Blood Demon * Prestige

The enemy is coming.

In front of the hall, there is a nearly 20-long Yongdao. The entire Yongdao is polished without leaving hands, which limits the talents of certain races on the walls.

The first batch of survivors were some dangling living corpses. The reason why it is a living corpse, because you can still feel the breath of the soul on them, it is almost the same as the soul-binding corpse made by Drow, but these are not the soul-binding corpses.

Many drow warriors have seen in the previous battles how the enemy bound the dead souls of these war dead to the corpses and continued to drive them. The drow priestess also needs a variety of special materials and special techniques to make the soul-binding corpse, but the enemy can do this quickly and conveniently just by using some special skills of the corpse witch. Although the corpse witches of the enemy are hidden behind, they are also different from the ordinary corpse garb, but the drow warrior has been able to distinguish clearly after dealing with the undead for a long time.

It must be some specially evolved corpse witch!

What is even more terrifying is that there are actually as many as 10 enemies of this particular evolution. Five are curse corpses that are good at negative blessings, and five are good at making living corpses and repairing undead. Damn, these **** casters will only hide behind the mountain of meat that is far more bloated than the suture monster, and shake the staff, and never step on the front line, giving the Zall warrior the opportunity to concentrate elite assault.

Now, as expected, the enemy put these living corpses on the front line again. Damn it, it's a huge waste to consume precious crossbow arrows on these cannon fodders that are completely unaware. But close combat, the drow warriors present had no such luxury. These staggering living corpses were their comrades fighting side by side a few minutes ago, and now they can only open their terrified eyes, with a desperate expression, and rushed towards the sharp metal spear.

They also have human induction, but they can't help themselves. They can only watch the metal weapons move in and out of their bodies, and watch the intensive divine spells fly to their bodies, but they can't even send out howling fears. Before dying, he stretched out his dirty hands towards the distant creatures.

The drow warrior thought that he would face this kind of slavery that was better than death after falling down, all the souls of the dead, and the speed of the stabbing of the metal spear in the hand. Through countless metal refusal horses and obstacles, the living corpses cannot get close to them at all, which is a good opportunity to dispel the enemy's cannon fodder.

It is a pity that the enemies are sent by living corpses that are not afraid of death or poison, so that the drow warrior also saves the process of quenching the weapon.

The living corpses crowded in front of the obstacles repeatedly fell on them, and they were stabbed one by one by the drow warrior.

The enemy may need to send higher-level undead. This idea has just risen to the heart of the drow warrior, and there has been a change in the tunnel.

A corpse witch hidden in the middle of the living corpse and approached the obstacle, then a cloud of gray-green smoke exploded at the entrance of the hall, and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The drow warrior who was using the metal spear and stabbed through the gap of the obstacle through the entrance of the hall quickly evaded around, but there were still two gray-green smoke clouds. Even with the resistance of the drow warrior, the black skin was instantly dyed green, and some pustules began to spread quickly. The two drow warriors fell to the ground and wailed. Under their hard scratch, the burst of thick juice splashed. Everywhere.

Two golden lights fell on the drow warriors, which immediately relieved their pain. The green on the body had begun to fade gradually, and the open wounds were slowly closing. Under the command of the priestess, several servants immediately came up and carried the two drow warriors to the back for treatment.

After the gray-green smoke at the entrance of the hall was dissipated, several drow warriors holding crossbows flew up, and the sound of "poo poo" continued. The corpse wizard quickly backed away, but unfortunately it moved slowly, and his figure was too obvious. When he withdrew from the range, he was already shot into a sieve. But for the undead, as long as the soul fire is not extinguished, the damage to the body can be ignored.

The chaotic lord who retreated to the rear pulled out all the crossbow arrows on his body, leaving dozens of holes the size of a fist, and the deadly witch king next to him was hit by several black lights in a row, and these holes also quickly healed.

Li Xun scratched his head distressedly. These combat powers are the only maneuverable forces that he can draw out. He must not be too severely damaged by going out to play wild food. That is not a virtuous circle.

Standing next to him was the priestess Zena who had just arrived. Among the terrifying faces of the undead, she couldn't control her nervous emotions. She clung tightly behind Li Xun's body.

The idea of ​​a frontal attack is undesirable because the channel is not spacious enough to accommodate two simultaneous abhorrent charges. And killing one by one as fueling up is by no means a stupid thing a conscientious and aspiring commander should do.

In the cemetery team behind him, the corpse witch belongs to a protection arm that cannot be easily sacrificed. Other arms can be invested in moderation. As long as the capital can be earned, Li Xun is not hesitant to fight hard.

Well, it seems that he still lacks a strong warrior who can tackle tough things, but soon he will not lack.

Because Gorefiend is here.

The person hasn't arrived yet, the **** smell that smells of gait has saturated all the space around Li Xun. When the blood demon walked toward the mage in a silent pace, it seemed that the boundless sea of ​​blood was slamming violently, forcing Zena to retreat again and again, barely relying on the stone wall before falling down.

Li Xun was expressionless and looked coldly at the approach of the blood demon, his mind was completely absorbed into the body, and he could be turned into a thunder blow at any time along the link of the soul, annihilating his soul while breaking its blood contract.

The blood demon is still the appearance of a ferocious jackal. He walked to his knees and knelt down with one hand, stroking his chest with his hand: "At your call, your servant comes to listen to the order!"

"Some enemies here are blocking my footsteps." Li Xun's fingers were fighting in the hall, and the above commanded coldly: "Knock out their defenses for me, let the **** roses bloom!"

"As you wish!"

The blood demon buckled his chest to give a gift, stood up and hissed, and immediately turned into a red lightning, rushing straight across the hall door.

His imposing appearance was really overwhelming, instantly attracting the attention of all the casters in the hall, so the same overwhelming attack also smashed over.

The red lightning continuously turned in the air, drilled through the gap between the refusal horse and the obstacle, and rushed directly into the interior of the hall, just in time with the opponent's spell attack.

The thin body was torn apart in a blink of an eye. The only strange thing is that there was no broken limbs and flesh, only the sky-wide blood mist splashed on the drow warrior on the battle front.

A drow warrior was the most unlucky, directly under the blood demon, and was drowned all over. He cursed the brainless man with annoyance, his appearance was strangely gorgeous, he died happily enough, and caused himself to be washed by blood. While squeezing his nose to avoid this heavy **** suffocation, he wiped the heavy plasma on the chain mail with his hands, and felt the skin that was splattered with blood tingling a little. Is this guy's blood poisonous?

When he looked up to his comrades in arms, he realized that they were fleeing from his side in horror. What are they doing, will they still fear the blood of the enemy?

Before he could understand, the stinging on his body became more and more intense, and some sticky software crawled on his face, trying to drill into his nose and mouth. He grabbed it in horror and pumped it fiercely, and then screamed with tears of heart, and his entire face and the flesh and blood below were torn.

When the blood in the body spewed out, the miserable drow warrior seemed to hear a loud swallowing noise before being comatose.

Looking at the entire hall, more than one person was attacked by blood. The drow warriors who splashed less blood were still fighting inexplicable enemies, but the battlefield was transferred to their bodies. The boiling blood and the heart-punching sting made them wailing and screaming, rushing towards the family priest, hoping to get divine help.

"Don't let them get close, the enemy is inside them!" Aunt Wen Lisha also put aside her thoughts at this critical moment and issued a clear command: "Attack!"

More than a dozen magical techniques and spells blew the five Drow Warriors contaminated with blood into pieces, so a more terrifying situation appeared before them.

All the spattered and disintegrated blood seemed to be creeping with life, and the nearest confluence together, gradually gathered into a stream of blood, and ran happily somewhere, where it gathered up to form a human figure composed of blood.

A moment later, a new blood demon appeared.

"Don't use attack magic, trap it with shackles!"

Ms. Wen Lisha immediately changed her tactics, and together with all the priests and priests, they used different spells with different names and similar effects, such as cobwebs, **** vines, and dark bondage.

Before they could see how the effect was, the wind of the clothes was blowing everywhere in the hall, and 20 blood-sucking counts had appeared on them.

In a flash, all the priests and priests were caught in the flames of war.

Before the drow guard on the side caught up to help, each caster experienced several rounds of attacks. Although he was not defeated by the magic defense, he was also concerned.

Suddenly there was a trembling tremor inside the Yongdao, and a flesh giant squeezing the passageway was appearing in drow's sight at a sprinting speed. Ignoring the square cannon fodder in front of him, he stomped on the obstacles in the entrance of the hall.

"Boom" a muffled sound.

All the creatures in the hall bounced in place, which shows the violent collision.

Rejection of horses and obstacles instantly appeared distorted and deformed. Many sharp edges and corners penetrated deeply into the body of the flesh giant, making them unable to move. But before everyone could calm down, another heavy footstep sounded in the corridor.

"咣"

The second collision achieved far better results than the first, and most of the obstacles could not stand such a rapid force, and still flew. The broken metal fragments ejected back and forth between the walls in the hall, causing numerous stray bullet injuries.