The Rise of the Cemetery

From the beginning of the battle, the group of legendary old monsters in the Mage Guild were clearly divided into two camps.

The action faction represented by the flame tyrant Velhari, the puppet mage Akimos, and the apostle Greem of the wind clearly saw the inappropriateness of the Zerg demigod, and suggested giving it a go and defeating the opponent's delusion with the most violent attack .

However, the skeptics headed by the three legendary liches and Valens always believed that this was a conspiracy by the enemy, so it was justified to get out early, and how could they work hard for the enemy! As for the group of mages who have fallen into the sea of ​​insects, as many as they can be saved, there is no need to put the future of the guild into it for the sake of some subordinates.

Both sides undoubtedly believed that their opinions were the right way, and tried their best to persuade the other party, so they let the guild mages under their feet fight to the death, but they still quarreled endlessly, making it difficult to make a decision.

This may be the biggest drawback of the Mage Guild at present. That is, there is a strong force in the air, but a lack of consistent and strong will to execute.

What time has it been now, and their group of legendary old monsters are still letting their strength be wasted, and instead talk the most meaningless words.

This can't help but arouse the doubts of the surrounding spectators, and Li Xun is undoubtedly the most surprised among them.

The Mage Guild has been forced to this point, is there still room to back down? Although the current efforts are a bit suspected of being used as gunmen by "allies", the enemy is real. Could it be that the legendary mages of the guild can still sit back and watch the Zerg demigod successfully resurrect the war brood? If they continue to hesitate like this, the precious mages under their mage guild will be wasted!

Look... Just as I was talking, a gap was opened in a corner of the mage camp, and a large swarm of insects rushed in, smashing more than a dozen high-ranking mages into flesh and blood, while a big man went to avoid the mages. Not enough, also screamed and got involved.

Perhaps seeing the surprise on Li Xun's face, Gulita, the mind flayer elder, happily explained to him.

"It's not surprising that such things happen to guild mages. After all, they are an extremely loose alliance of legendary spellcasters. The Seven Rings Covenant restricts them more in that they cannot attack each other internally, but it is difficult to force them to give up. With our own opinions and opinions, we will work together to advance in one direction.”

Finally, Guleta added another sentence, wriggling the octopus tentacles under his lips.

"If they can really work together, this plane may already be the world of mages!"

Li Xun was speechless for a long time after hearing this.

He really didn't know what to use to judge this group of people!

They may all be knowledgeable, wise and intelligent, but because everyone is strong, there is no absolute strong who can convince everyone. Therefore, their edges and corners and their wisdom have now become the biggest burden on the entire group.

Two powers are fighting, if one side can exchange for the other's demise at a small price of one hand, it sounds absolutely worthwhile. But the key is, who will be that hand? Who will take the lead again?

So the mage guild obviously has 14 legendary mages and 3 legendary liches, but the combat power displayed absolutely does not match their strength.

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However, just when they were hesitating, the Tree of Life was already making its last cry before it was about to perish.

The soul ripples that shook the soul even spread the cry to every corner of Klein's plane through the laws of the plane. From the interdimensional space where the void storm is raging, to the plane continent where everything is lush and full of life, and then to the dark and dead underground world, all the intelligent creatures of the Klein plane deeply feel the end of a great life!

At this moment, countless elves in the World of Warcraft Continent who were relocating and building their new homes stopped their work at the same time, and began to look in the direction of the elf continent, with tears streaming down their faces and choking with sobs.

Even the drow elves as far away as the Klein Continent heard the last cry of the Tree of Life. However, the performance of the drows was completely different from that of the forest elves. On the contrary, they were all elated, cursing the shamelessness and hypocrisy of these surface elves with obscenities, and were extremely happy for their disaster.

In their view, this is the punishment that the great god Rose has brought down on the forest elves.

For this group of weak and cowardly fellows on the surface, the drows undoubtedly hated them more than the foreigners, thinking that they occupied the best resources and conditions, but abandoned these people on the ground, living a miserable life. Therefore, for their suffering, the drow elves will only be ecstatic, and will never have the slightest sympathy and pity.

The tree of life has fallen!

This is the last tree of life of the forest elves!

Before the seeds of life take root, germinate, and grow into a new tree of life, the forest elves will undoubtedly live a long life without the tree of life. Without the blessing and protection of the tree of life, are the forest elves still the forest elves of the past?

Many caring people in the plane couldn't help but sigh, another ancient race that continued from the ancient times was cut off!

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The death of the tree of life also heralds the birth of a new life.

Based on the rich power of life left by the tree of life itself, with the souls continuously infused by the Zerg demigods as the matrix, and with a mysterious soul imprint specially transplanted in as the core, a new soul consciousness is slowly being born. wake……

The soul consciousness of the war brood has initially awakened!

At this moment, all the forces on the plane who were paying attention to this battlefield could no longer bear it, and issued the highest level of war orders almost in no particular order.

The Zerg demigods have fallen into their own low tide of combat power, and the resurrection of the war brood has also entered an irreversible recovery stage. All the long-planned forces can't help but want to fight for their own spoils.

A legendary battle that has been brewing for a long time has finally broken out!

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Almost at the same time, hundreds of portals opened successively within 50 miles around the holy city of elves, and a large number of cemetery elites in a hideous state and terrifying figure began to flow in and out from the inside.

It is obvious that ordinary skeleton zombies are difficult to compete with the tyrannical Zerg, so the lowest middle-level elites sent by the Great Cemetery this time are all 2-level abominations and predators, and the main force is as high as 6th-level. The Black Blade Knights at level 5 and the Lich Legion at level 5.

In addition, there are the ghost army that covers the sky and the abominations, plague lords, and predators all over the mountains and plains. And the most attractive among them is undoubtedly the undead dragon army, which is the main force to attack the fortifications. At the forefront are 11 giant frost dragons lined up, and the leader is a strange ice dragon whose strength has reached the legendary level, Terrence.

When they appeared on the stage, the entire mountain forest fell into the world of ice and snow almost instantly.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered quickly, and the crystal snowflakes fell down one after another. Before they fell halfway, they had already turned into extremely sharp frost knives and frost swords. The icy breath exhaled by the frost dragons condensed into dense ice mist, covering their bodies in a hazy and unreal way. But the high-pitched dragon chant sounded like a sound, shaking the surrounding mountains and forests.

It was too late to regroup the army, the cemetery dragon group teleported first gathered a certain number, then roared and rushed into the waiting insect swarm.

As the pioneers, the frost dragons rushed forward first, and the icy air they spewed down instantly coated the worms under them with a layer of crystal clear blue frost. The Ahn'Qiraj war bugs, who were still violent just now, immediately fell into a frozen state where they were struggling to move.

The frost dragons swooped over the heads of the swarm, and the violent freezing air overflowed, almost infecting a road of blue ice crystals behind them. Every battle insect involved is like a puppet that has been hit by the "slowness technique". Although the ferocity is still there, every movement is so slow that it is unbearable to look directly at.

The war bugs moved their bodies vigorously, and the sound of crackling and freezing ice continued.

However, when the war insects were struggling, the Lich Knights, who were closely behind the dragon group, swept past, and drove hundreds of clouds of death into the insect group in the blink of an eye.

And a hundred flowers of death energy that bloomed densely instantly brought disaster to the insect swarm.

The carapaces of countless battle insects burst, the flesh and blood sizzled from being corroded by the dead air, the terrible abscesses and blood bubbles burst continuously, and the smelly blood splashed everywhere.

It can be said bluntly that the creatures who die in the cloud of death are undoubtedly the most painful. They will watch helplessly as their bodies rot and fester in the erosion of death energy, and then turn into a cavity full of foul-smelling pus and blood. And their souls will also be melted in this disgusting pus and blood, becoming a degenerate howling in despair.

But that's not all.

There was a thunderous, earth-shattering sound of horseshoes.

The Knights of the Ebon Blade, who had quickly completed their army formation, lined up neatly under the leadership of the knight leader Alsace and the war king Hestor, and entered the swarm with unstoppable bravery.

The gigantic spears that slashed down, the huge horseshoes burning with hell flames, the nostrils that spewed flames and black smoke, the steel armor welded to the body of a stalwart, and the wild momentum of advancing neatly...all of these are condensed into one Seeing the invincible and terrifying image of the Ebon Blade Knights, all the enemies couldn't help being terrified.

The frost dragon freezes the enemy, the Liches concentrate on spreading death, and the death knights advancing neatly on the ground spread fear in all directions.

This kind of three-dimensional battlefield cooperation instantly smashed a bloody path from the densely packed insect sea, aiming at the final battlefield in the distance.

And following the blank battlefield they opened up, countless fat and bloated fat men like mountains of meat are rushing forward with heavy footsteps that shake the ground.

As for the ghost army that covered the sky and the sun, under the leadership of groups of banshees and undead dragons, they rushed head-on into the dense cloud of flying insects.

The next moment, insect corpses rained like rain, and white light spoke!