The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0164 Undead Riot

It has been busy for nearly 5 days in a row before it is finalized.

Li Xun stretched a lazy waist, his bones crackled. so tired! The merits are calculated little by little, and the heroes are calculated the same as the heroes. They must not be wronged. These followers who have been following them for the longest time and doing the most serious work, must correct their positions in order to be bigger and stronger for the follow-up. Make a good start.

With the current construction progress, the treasure shop can also be built, but unfortunately, the construction conditions of 2,000 Soul Crystals make people tremble. I thought of the vast array of treasures inside, all of which are useful equipment for myself, but unfortunately now I can only drool.

The Land of Sleep is in a period of rapid expansion, and we must not stop the current war process in order to hoard soul crystals. However, Li Xun also warned the Skeleton King that although the door of the plane of the Undead Union was cut off, the forces that had entered the plane of the undead to explore in the early stage are still there, especially there is a legendary lich. It can be said that before the mage tower was built, Li Xun had been in fear, fearing that his new forces would be swarmed by the enemy. Now with the protection of the Mage Tower, the towering skeleton wall was built around the valley in the Sleeping Place, which is considered to be the highest defense level among the three cemetery cities.

Li Xun's current energy is involved in the place of sleep. The Undercity and Yongye City can only be entrusted to the butcher to guard, and the Demon Guard also stays in the Undercity. In order to avoid the loss of Zena in the underground world, Li Xun also forced the blood demon to move closer to the city of Rasmuffel where Zena is located, helping the priestess stabilize the family power. Shita is under the care of Jack, and there will be no problems in the short term, so Li Xun frees himself and can devote himself to the learning of the Master.

Now the war in the Sleeping Place continues, the Skeleton King leads the ice demon, three dark knights and a group of cemeteries to sweep all the small forces and ethnic groups within a 300-mile radius, leaving only the ghost lord of level 11. Hundreds and thousands of ghosts are too annoying. They rush to the ranks and occupy a low-level undead, which is a civil war that fights their own. It is the most headache for the commander. Without saving enough corpses, Skeleton King did not intend to touch the group of hedgehogs at all.

Li Xun stayed in the city and built some auxiliary buildings one by one, and gradually began to perfect the city defense of the sleeping place. Some necessary spell-casting platforms were reasonably distributed behind the skeleton city wall. From now on, this will be the world of the corpse witch.

There are two earth souls in the pile of bones that are tumbling in the sea, and they are floating and sinking. This was bought by Li Xun from several large commercial associations in Novos, and it was just assimilated in the sleeping place. It is also convenient for the expedition heroes of the undead world.

Just as Li Xun was struggling with housework, he stood up suddenly and looked at infinity. He is now in the mage tower, and he can't see the outside world at all, but it does not prevent him from sensing the eruption of the Holy Light in the distance. Holy light? Holy light appears in the undead world? How can there be a magician here? Is it ...

The emergence of the Holy Light also triggered the riots of the infinite breath of death in the undead world. The rancid smell of rancidness at the moment is more like boiling water, which directly spreads a hatred of tyrannical hatred to the distance. Every undead covered by this wave of hate, no matter what race, the soul will skyrocket, running toward the source of the fluctuation of the Holy Light according to the impatient.

Although the skeleton zombies crawling out of the cemetery also felt this fluctuation, they did not lose their minds, but they still stood facing the place where the Holy Light erupted for a long time.

With a move in Li Xun's heart, under his command, hundreds of skeletons ran out of the city and ran towards the location at the fastest speed. They had just ran less than 2 miles away, and there was a groan on their heads that made their scalp numb. A dozen ghosts roared past them and flew at a faster speed.

Li Xun sat in the Master Tower, and his vision had become wider as his men were spreading out. The stone wall on the side in front of him now became a light wall, projecting dozens of different perspectives. The nun took a step forward and said nothing, Li Xun had blocked her first: "Do n’t worry, wait for the Skeleton King to return, let the ice demon go to see."

"I am a warrior and an assassin." The nun stubbornly puckered her mouth, and since she revealed her true body, many things have lost her share.

"You are a hero, you should be accustomed to command, and all ghost killers will be under your command, and Oro will also be under your control!" Li Xunxun taught that the hero really needs a certain strength, but also needs a clear-minded commander.

The nymph did not continue to argue, the figure of ice demon already appeared in the lens.

The ice demon in the expedition has received Li Xun's order, and ran forward directly through any door with a very short cooling time. On the way, he occasionally encountered some scattered undead creatures, all of which were only rushing to the road, and did not fight when they met him at ordinary times. Messed up.

After running for 5 hours in a row, more and more undead creatures were encountered, and they gradually gathered into a wave and ran away in a certain direction. With the continuation of the rush, a small group of undead teams joined in continuously, and the tide became broad and thick. Looking down from the sky, the edge was no longer visible.

Undead riots?

Li Xun's vision in the midair is far clearer than any one of the waves. Not to mention the ground, a sea of ​​soldiers has been pulled out in the sky, and countless ghost resentments shouted and noisy.

However, the sharp-eyed Li Xun found that not many high-level undeads appeared, basically all low-level undead. It is impossible for such a large area to have no higher-order undead, so it can only show that the higher-order undead can resist the fluctuation of the dead air just now, and have not been deceived or lured.

What was the fluctuation just now? If you make good use of it, it may be a big killer, but if someone uses it to deal with yourself, it will be terrible. These low-level undead can't see it in their own eyes, but they can't stand people endlessly! The sea of ​​undead is almost unsolvable.

While thinking, there was another breath of light in the distance. Could someone fight? Li Xun vaguely made some guesses, his eyes could not help squinting into a gap, silently calculating what.

The ice monster is walking in the undead group that can't see the edge. If it is usually, the high-level undead breath emitted by it is enough to dispel these skeleton zombies. But today, undead coercion has lost its effectiveness. All the skull and zombie soul fire flashed fierce red mansions, crowded around the ice demon, struggling to advance toward the source of the outbreak of the holy light.

The ice demon looked around in disgust, although it was also a skeleton, but since it evolved into a high-level undead, it has been full of contempt for these lower-level races. Countless ice knives are spinning around the ice demon, and any low-level undead who wants to get close to it will be broken into bones and then frozen in place. The ice demon walked all the way, it can be said to be walking on the bones of countless skeletons and zombies, leaving behind a frost trail that no one dared to step on.

These little guys have run away. Isn't it that many ethnic groups are left with some high-level undead guarding the nest? Li Xun smiled badly and immediately passed this idea to the Skeleton King. So the corpse witch team of a small scale in the sleeping place was dispatched, and the arrow pointed directly at the ghost house not far away.

This time he ran for a whole day and night, the undead were tireless, and Li Xun could not bear it. On the seventh hour, he took a nap on the Bone Throne and handed over the surveillance to the nun.

When there was a change in the lens, the nun pushed Li Xun back.

This is a battle, a battle destined to be fierce.

A man fighting against a plane.

Hiberial mechanically waved the holy sword in his hand, turning every undead within ten meters into ashes. There was only a thin layer of divine blessings on his body, and his heart was filled with despair in the end. In this endless place of death, without the protection of the Holy Power, the flesh and blood on his body will be corrupted and decayed within 10 hours. This is an irreversible infection process, and he clearly appreciates the transformation of each consciousness. Every moment changes every moment.

The hatred of the undead, the fear of the fate of the future, and the abandonment of the confusion of the gods made the consciousness of Hebril gradually faint. He is not a magician, but a paladin, focusing on physical strike ability. The highest level of divine art can reach level 7. The two outbursts just now are level 7 divine magic words.

In this evil plane where the **** of morning light cannot be contacted through prayer, the less the holy power stored in his body, the less he uses it. He no longer dares to use higher-level divine art, but barely maintains his blessing. The holy sword in his hand wiped out every undead rushing up. Due to the lack of support from the Holy Power, Nasir's Holy Sword has lost the purification aura, but it can still destroy every core of the dead energy that is touched, that is, the soul fire of the undead.

The holy sword of Nasir is not a top weapon, but as a standard weapon of the Knights of the Temple of the Morning Light, it has the best match with the Divine Power of the Morning Light.

After several days of fighting, without eating or supplementing with divine power, Hiberial has been crumbling and can no longer pull the encirclement of the enemy with speed. Besides, any place here is an undead. Undead will come out on the ground, in the sky, and even under the ground to stretch out their dirty claws. Abominable holy light.

In such a place, the strategic shift has become a joke. Hebril is not a thief who can hide his breath, he will only smash the enemy head-on. The longer the divine power is used, the more undead will be attracted, and the more he will be unable to get out. This is an unsolved cycle of death, unless one party falls down completely, and the breath is completely wiped out.

He staggered and ran, he could not help but move, too many undead were killed and purified into ashes by him, and the falling dust was enough to bury him. The gloomy and rotten mist of the Undead Realm made him unable to see far, but the mountains and wild undead that he saw when the Holy Power broke out were enough to sink his heart into the bottomless abyss.

He has no hope of whether he can live again to return to the main material world. He is only mechanizing and slaying the undead, not to let the dirty claws contaminate his body.