The Rise of the Cemetery

(Thanks for the big red envelope reward of "An Jing Jing Jing You", double update in return!)

Shadow Fiend Karen swayed in the center of the battlefield with his black misty body.

This is a battlefield for killing, and it is also a stage for him to show his strength. Today, he, Shadow Fiend Karen, is going to create his own brilliance here.

With a ferocious and friendly smile, Karen strolled leisurely among the wave of spells, looking for his prey seriously.

The torrent of frenzied spells, the restless elemental spirits, and the ubiquitous energy impact made the shadow armor on his body always glow with the fluorescence of element annihilation.

Dodging a sweeping beam of bright white lightning, swiping his huge and deformed hand to kill an evil spirit that rushed into his side in a panic, Karen finally locked his target on a floating half a hundred meters away. The undead went to the master.

In such a messy and dangerous chaotic battlefield, he dared to expose himself at mid-air. What was he doing if he wasn't fighting for an invitation to die?

I just love tidying up these unsightly ones!

With full of malice, Karen started to walk towards the target's feet.

To be honest, in such a battlefield, seeing all directions and hearing all directions may not be able to guarantee one's own safety. The whole battle situation was completely disrupted and smashed. Every corner of the battlefield and every airspace can see the tragic figure in the desperate fight. There is me in you, and you in me. There is no clear and distinct camp boundary on the battlefield.

All the people are wrapped up in this huge and vast battlefield, and they choose the enemies they don't like to catch and fight at will. Often at one moment you were still playing magic with a necromancer, and the next moment you were scattered by the flow of people flashing out horizontally, and you could only compete with a necromancer face-to-face and close range to learn spellcasting skills or stick skills.

Of course, most of the time, you and your companions were still chasing and killing a certain undead master at the last moment, throwing him around and roaring again and again. But after a while, it may be your turn to be alone, and you will be chased by a group of red-eyed undead masters, who have nowhere to go.

In short, all order and rationality simply do not exist in this huge death vortex.

Some guys who usually walk like seventy-year-olds are now rolling up their sleeves and trouser legs, running faster than rabbits one by one. Even the slightest disturbance in the surroundings could welcome their subconscious crazy spell bombardment.

So when fighting in such a battlefield, besides being careful of the guy you are fighting against, you must also be careful of the "stray bullets" and "accidental injuries" flying all over the sky.

Just like Karen.

In a short distance of less than 100 meters, Karen actually walked for a quarter of an hour and still hadn't reached it. During this difficult journey, he avoided a huge burning battlefield formed by the burning cloud technique, resisted three or five magical missiles flying from nowhere with his body, and bypassed a hidden and vicious acid Liquor Swamp, I exchanged instant cast spell experience with a level 18 necromancer on a whim, and crushed to death a group of ghost killers summoned by some bastard...

After going through so many difficulties and obstacles, Karen came to the expected attack position. But when he raised his head and glanced at the sky, the undead master had long since disappeared, and his original position had been taken by a pair of new opponents.

Fuck, my god, I rely on...

Thousands of curses are not enough to vent Karen's depression at the moment.

Karen, who looked up to the sky and screamed, began to frantically cast his "shadow of destruction" around. All the poor guys wrapped in the "shadow of destruction" have to withstand the erosion of the strong shadow force. As for those who have no magic shield or the magic shield has just been shattered, they can only carry a lingering black smoke Falling to the ground howling and neighing frantically.

At the end of the fight, Karen, who was already a little crazy, even released "The Advent of the Demon King" and "Elegy of the Soul" all at once.

All of a sudden, within a hundred meters of Shadow Fiend Karen, there was a world of chirping and screaming evil spirits, and many necromancers hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield.

The short-legged Karen can only weave a death trap and wait for the prey to crash into it, but some guys can carefully pick out the prey in the death wave like a fish in water.

Oro is such a lucky one.

All his skills are focused on concealment and assassination, which is suitable for this chaotic and chaotic battlefield. Coupled with You Nu's "accidental departure", most of the control of the Shadow Killer in the Great Cemetery fell on him. Therefore, Oro, with a large group of assassin assistants, became a great evil star who blocked and killed gods and Buddhas, and most of the undead spellcasters picked by him could not escape death.

In just a short while, a level 17 undead master and a level 18 undead lich fell into his hands.

The 17th-level undead Dagu died as soon as he went to the master, and there was nothing too strange about it. After all, the Undead Master is still a human body of flesh and blood. Although a person whose body is eroded by negative energy is neither human nor ghost, as long as the magic protection outside his body is broken, there are still a lot of deadly parts that can be killed with one blow.

However, the fall of the 18th-level undead lich has to be said. If Oro's luck comes, even the gods will not be able to stop his rise.

Although the level 18 undead lich is not high in level, its natural lich body can already make it immune to cold, electricity, deformation and mind-affecting attacks. In addition, the extremely high spell resistance also makes it have +4 dispel resistance, which can reduce the damage of spells and at the same time, it is also immune to the special effects of most low-level spells and range spells.

Moreover, the body of a lich without flesh and vital parts is also immune to most sharp weapons. After all, in the face of a dry skeleton with air leaks on all sides, don't expect to add a few more holes to its body with a dagger!

Therefore, in the face of an undead lich, the shadow gnome assassin Oro, who mainly focuses on sneak attacks and assassinations, does not actually have any effective means of attack.

But the world is so strange.

Often many unexpected things will happen so miraculously before your eyes.

An Undead Lich whose spell protection was blown up, and even his body was tattered, fell from the sky like this, and landed not far in front of Auror. The undead lich who got up in a panic didn't care about replenishing his magic shield, so he jumped and fled from the spot, because a super superimposed "shattering sound wave" erupted there the next moment.

God is sorry, the sound wave spell of crushing sound wave is one of the few spells that even the lich cannot be immune to!

Although it escaped very quickly, its tattered body still dragged it down, causing most of its body to be involved in the strangling ripples of the sonic shock. In the end, only a lich skull with dim fluorescence escaped from Tiansheng.

Surprisingly, the escape route of this lich's skull happened to be on Oro's side.

As a result, Oro, who had been hiding in the shadow of a dead tree, stretched slightly, and the shadow dagger pierced straight into the hollow eye sockets of the lich's skull.

The power of shadow spat out lightly, and a level 18 lich that he couldn't hide usually died easily in his hands.

Perceiving the abundant soul energy surging in the depths of his soul, Oro was ecstatic, and he was about to advance.

After doing this kind of shitty thing, Oro quickly dodged and jumped and ran away with the help of the shadow, so that he was not caught by the other victim of the party.

Struggling to repel the attack of the two undead giants, the dracolich Hercules rushed here with three high-ranking Lich servants. Seeing the dead body of the prey he had been chasing and killing for a long time, Hercules couldn't help yelling, cursing viciously at that damned opportunist, while searching for the spoils of the necromancer familiarly.

Seeing that all the magic equipment and storage rings were there, Hercules' mood improved a little. In order to kill this undead lich quickly, he lost a lot of high-level magic scrolls and 2 high-level Lich servants. If all this was taken away by others, he could only find a place to cry for a while before talking.

Although a large amount of soul energy has been wasted, the entire net worth of a level 18 undead lich, coupled with the tattered but still usable lich bones, is a huge challenge for the current level 16 dracolich Hagrid. For Sri Lanka, it is still a huge "windfall".

While collecting wealth, Hercules looked around with a smile on his face, and began to pick his next opponent.

This is really a good day for murder and arson!

And at the same time that Hercules was cleaning up the loot with the ditty sideways, in another hidden battlefield not far away, the demilich Phinea also just stopped a necromancer lich.

"Finia, is that you? Why are you here?"

The undead lich obviously knew this Phinya. Although he hadn't seen him for many years, the soul fluctuation was real. But shouldn't this Phinya be in the world of the undead? And before he went, he didn't seem to hold the Lich Reincarnation Ceremony! Seeing you today, why did you become... become... a demilich?

Countless questions and doubts overwhelmed the Undead Lich, making it seem a little confused.

"Dude, hurry up and take me to see Lord Valakis, I have extremely important information that needs to be reported to her face to face!" The demilich Phinya excitedly vibrated the language of the soul, while quickly approaching the undead Lich.

"Stop. Phinya, if you dare to take a step closer, I'm going to attack!" Dude, the undead lich, was also a cautious and cunning person, and hurriedly spoke out to stop the demilich from approaching. A prison of bones and the death of the dead are already ready to go, ready to deal with possible changes at any time.

The Undead Lich has seen a lot of things like murder and betrayal, so how can he allow a guy he doesn't trust to get close to him on the battlefield.

"Dude, don't be so suspicious. I managed to sneak into the enemy's army and returned to the plane of Klein. I have a magic message from Lord Sazastan, and I must deliver it to Her Majesty the Lich Queen face to face." Well, Finia took out a mysterious white finger bone, and shook it at the opposite Lich.