The Rise of the Cemetery

This is the typical force crushing!

With more soldiers and fewer soldiers, the upright momentum is crushed, and your defense lines can be full of loopholes in an instant.

However, today's war rhythm is destined not to follow the baton of the Undead Council, but depends on the true war heritage of the two warring parties.

The earth began to tremble and the air instantly froze. A team of graveyard abominations and plague lords stepped out of the dark fog of war, shaking the bloated and fat body along the troop channel reserved by the lickers, and stepped forward step by step. Frontier of war.

5, 10, 15 ... 40 ... 60 ... 100 ... 200 ...

With the continuous flow of meat shields in the cemetery, the front of the entire licking square was covered by tall and fat meat mountains. One line of defense and two lines of defense gradually thickened. Behind them, the abomination and the plague lord in the mist continue to rush out, as if all the giants under the mist of the war could be like the flesh giants who can fight against the monsters.

1000!

In the end, the number of appearances of the cemetery Meat Shield Corps was fixed at 1,000.

1000 giant meat giants with an average height of more than 5 meters, just erected 5 thick and terrible rou body Great Walls in front of the licking square. The fat and bloated body, the thick black chain wrapped around the whole body, the gritty and fierce guillotine iron hook, everything reflected the shocking violent and fierce.

Even if you don't have to visit the scene, but just peep into the scene through the magic water mirror, the two legendary liches can't help but worry about their first wave of attack. Such a thick and terrifying strong combat armament is not something that the group of zombies with an average size of less than 2 meters can contend with. If they really want to make a breakthrough, I am afraid they can only hope for those stitched monsters that have been carefully collected.

This is still true of the legendary lich in the distance, and the pressure on Prince Hevis in the middle of the high battlefield is even greater.

The entire frontal area of ​​the battlefield is occupied by these terrible meat giants. In addition to the front half of the lickers starting to move forward, the lickers in the second half spread out and maneuvered toward the wings at high speed. As you can see, they are ready to use their rapid speed to fight the invasion of the Skeleton Corps.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, the undead on one side of these cemeteries showed a thought-provoking order and orderliness.

Horvis pulled out a messenger stone from his arms and murmured a few words. Then he lowered his mind and commanded the army of hundreds of thousands of undead to move forward and oppress, further squeezing the strategic space on the side of the cemetery. Above midair, the turbulent, noisy ghost army was like a cloud of overwhelming clouds, obscuring the sky from the darkness, and was the first to approach the edge of the fog of war.

It seemed that a certain war button was triggered inadvertently. At almost the same time, the counterattack from the side of the necropolis began.

Countless deafening low roars came out of the Great Wall of the Meat Shield in the cemetery. All the plague lords mixed in the abomination group looked up at the sky and suddenly rushed out of the queue, facing the tide of thousands of corpses. strange.

What does it look like more than a hundred fat and bloated meat giants charge together? This scene can hardly be described. Perhaps only those who are on the front line of the corpse wave can truly describe the mood at that time.

It was just dark, the plague lords with a height of 6 meters and a width of more than 4 meters rushed into the corpse tide of dense jungle. Abandoning the abhorrent guillotine iron hook, the plague lord completely relied on his fat body to crush these petite enemies, allowing them to hang on the scales of the forest and the thorns, and have dozens of strange lengths. The snake-like blood sausage waved around him. Puncture, whip, sweep, entangle ... These blood sausages are like the arm of the plague lord, sweeping out no man's land around them.

Every three minutes to five, the plague lord will tremble and spit out a pungent yellow-green viscous corpse from the large mouth of the blood basin on his chest. All zombies that have been drowned by corpse fluid will slowly melt away like hot wax, leaving only a bad scorpion flashing on the dark ground.

Although the plague lord killed all sides in the tide of corpses, he was still inevitably subjected to endless and persistent attacks. The zombies around killed a batch, and there were still others, just like the surging ocean and the slamming rocks blocking the road. Countless slowly creeping rou bodies gathered and stacked beside the plague lords, and gradually weaved a denser and denser net, which greatly swallowed these plague lords.

As the density of the corpse tide increases, the attacks on the plague lord become more frequent. Many of the demonized scale armor generated by the main body of the plague collar were scratched, and some areas that were not protected by the scales were already bloody, and the skin was open.

However, these skin traumas did not harm the plague lord's slightest fighting power at all, and the heavy and solid iron fist was still as brave as the beginning. Between the wide open and the wide open, no zombies can withstand their brutal collision and meteor iron fist.

But at this time, those belated suture monsters also rushed up.

What does it look like to kill a meat giant with a height of 6 meters and a meat mountain with a height of 8 meters? Now all people have the most intuitive feeling, that is, the world is falling apart!

If only a plague lord is fighting a suture monster, it is estimated that the scene will not be so terrifying. But now there are nearly a hundred pairs fighting at the same time, and that scene is not what the pen and ink can describe.

The rumbling impact sound, the sound of the earth-shattering body ramming the ground, the huge figures gathered together, and they were divided into two parts. Every contact was a trembling roar of the earth moving, accompanied by countless Splash of broken limb.

Even without the urging of the Necromancer in the back row, the corpse tide that swarmed up knew that it had consciously avoided the close battle of these meat giants, and the huge corpse tide finally slapped a little late. Above the Great Wall.

The corpses flew and the black blood splashed. Only at this moment, there were countless poor zombies falling under the mad guillotine iron hooks in the hands of the abominations. The huge guillotine's body is still light and flexible when it swings over a zombie. The body of two zombies is still sharp and unshakable, but it can swing three. After four, the guillotine is a bit dull. The tide of corpses is endless, and the zombies swarming in front of each abominable body will never lack, so the layers of stacked bodies make their slashing movements gradually become more difficult.

The tide of corpses is like ants who are not afraid of life and death. In the shortest time, they are full of hatred and bloated and fat body, or they are grasped, or teared, or hit. There are countless zombies at every moment. Attack in all kinds of strange ways.

For a time, the abomination line on the front of the cemetery was almost overwhelmed by corpse tide!

Li Xun put down the magic book in his hand, staring blankly at the magic water mirror in front of him, silently.

These corpse tide had never been seen by him, thinking that it was just a group of rotten corpses and dead bones. When encountering the powerful cemetery, it must be a decisive push. The sweeping place some time ago has indeed confirmed this.

But today it seems that sometimes I am still too biased.

Regardless of quality, it is simply the number of stacks, and sometimes it can even achieve the ability to turn decay into magic.

In the immediate battlefield, if the battle space is larger and the density of the enemy's corpses is lower, then the abomination legion created by the necropolis is definitely the standing Great Wall. No matter how many undead you cast in, it was all hacked regardless of disregard.

But now the enemy has arranged such a dense and thick corpse tide, abhor that in the case of limited movement space, they have to withstand the heavy pressure far beyond their ranks. After all, they are only two-tier cemetery arms. Once the low rou physical strength exceeds a certain threshold, they are not invincible.

A few bursts of flesh and blood fountains on the front of the battlefield are the best footnotes.

While Li Xun was still pondering in the rear, the Skeleton King, the Commander of the Undead standing on top of the Undead Battle Fortress, had issued new battle instructions.

A huge wave of mountains flapping its wings like a tsunami sounded near the undead battle fort, and huge giant bats rose in the air, carrying the cemetery regiment into the sky. On the periphery of them, the Banshee Legion led by Dolores provides **** protection.

It was the ghost ghost cloud on the side of the Undead Council that hit them head-on.

"Puff puff……"

A series of clouds of death came out of the fog of war, directly covering the tentacles of the ghost ghost cloud, and immediately followed by the cold breath of groups of ice banshees.

For a moment, the ash and dust remaining after the death of countless spirits on the sky kept falling, and a gray heavy rain actually formed.

Immediately, under the protection of massive banshees and ghosts, groups of graveyard bat demon air-casting regiments burst out of the fog of war and revealed their fierce power for the first time in front of thousands of undead.

These undead corpses sitting on top of giant bats are all dignified, scarlet souls are rippling, and every time they shake the skull stick in their hands, they will radiate a condensed and solid gray ray from the large mouth of the skull at the head. Wherever the gray ray attacks, it will bloom a flower of death full of alternative beauty.

When the spirit touches it, the body rots and the soul melts; when the zombie touches it, the soul is annihilated.

For a while, the tide of undead corpses was miraculously suppressed wherever these corpse witches had passed, and the attack momentum was seriously frustrated.

"These **** bastards, where did they find so many undead corpses? Didn't the undead king give his guard to Angri?" The Lich Queen who had been sitting in the rear watching the battle finally couldn't sit still , Can't help shooting. The bright red star's scarlet soul trembles violently, showing that "she" is also violently fluctuating.

"This shows that what we are facing is probably the elite guards that have been accumulated by a certain undead king for thousands of years. This battle is not easy to fight!" Even the rotten lord Ovo, who has not always cared about the world. There is also some worry at this moment.

Although the war has just opened a prologue, the strength gap between the two sides has already been seen. If it were not for its own side still occupying an absolute quantitative advantage, I am afraid that the only opportunity to win the Blackwood Lake World War I can only count on the gap in high-level combat power.

Two legendary witches with full fighting power are enough to crush all the fly camp dogs on the opposite side. As for the casualties of the bottom cannon fodder on the battlefield, it is not within the scope of the thinking of the two legendary liches.

Only the legend can resist the legend!

Now it's up to the opponent to come up with the same fighting power against the two legendary liches.