The Rise of the Cemetery

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"It turned out to be an eye!"

The Gorefiend recognized the essence of the host's soul with just one glance.

However, the control method used by the other party is too weird, and it is difficult to find out the real controller behind them based on this host.

So the bloody eyes of the Gorefiend flashed, and the host who was struggling 7 miles away wailed and fell to the sky.

"Damn it... what kind of ability is this?" The brain worm Daggs cut off the spiritual link with the host angrily. The slight pain caused by the host's death didn't affect it at all, but it just made it more manic: "Could it be blood manipulation? Then where is the limit of its ability to manipulate blood? Ten miles or twenty miles? No, This precious information must be reported up!"

By this time, Daggs had actually given up his previous plan to encircle and wipe out this group of undead. The reason why he still insisted on fighting to the death was entirely because he wanted to use the remaining troops to force out more methods and capabilities from the enemy. Its million bug army is destined to be confessed here, so let their sacrifice be more valuable. In this way, it might be able to regain the favor of the demigod with its complete and systematic key information.

In the inheritance system of the Zerg, the first-hand information of important opponents is also very precious.

Judging from the fighting style of this undead army that appeared inexplicably, they are already enough to become the opponents of the Zerg. As for the elves, it was just the bait and delicacy of the Zerg.

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The battle is still going on.

On the battlefield, you come and go, and you die and die, vividly and vividly showing the blood and ferocity of the Zerg and the large cemetery.

The elven warriors who got the information in time and saved part of their remaining troops became the most embarrassing "spectators" on the battlefield. Countless Zerg and undead fought a bloody desperate fight around them, but they had no time to pay attention to this remnant army of elves.

They came from different directions, no matter where they met, they would fight on the spot.

From a small battle to a big battle, and from a big battle to a bloody battle, the desire to fight on both sides is unprecedentedly strong, and the cruelty of the killing is also extremely shocking.

All the elf warriors were crowded on the treant and the deadwood guard who were moving forward step by step, and running around under the treant's feet was the terrible bug that had fought them to the death before. Under the strict order of the elf commander, the treants tried to avoid places with dense insect swarms, and moved outward bit by bit in the insect pile.

The Treant had to watch and watch every step he landed, so as not to accidentally trample to death a certain Zerg war bug that suddenly broke into its foothold. Sometimes it even has to use the lower limbs made of vines and roots to push away the war insects that get in the way, and squeeze out a place for itself. And those war insects who were "offended" kept waving their sharp upper limbs at the tall trees, but did not attack them.

The elf commander and the leader of the war dance troop, Freya, held the dead wood to guard the spiky canopy, and looked at the battles happening around them twitchingly. The battle between bugs and ghouls, the battle between bugs and spirits, and the terrifying vampire army that came from behind and occupied most of the battlefield initiative... They were shocked and dizzy after watching each battle dizzy.

Just a few hours ago, they also fought bloody battles, and thought that they were extremely brave and fearless. But now looking at the battle between the two sides, the hearts of all the elves sank.

Can the elves, who have been at peace for a long time, still compete with such war races that were born for fighting? In the land of the elves, in the forest of the elves, what are the two great alien races fighting for? Can the arrival of the mysterious undead army give the elf kingdom a chance to breathe? ...

Countless questions floated in the minds of the two of them, but no matter the answer to any question, it would only make the two of them exhausted, but it could not solve the current problems facing the elf kingdom.

In this world, perhaps weakness itself is the greatest evil!

"Should we help the undead fight bugs?"

A weak inquiry came out of the elf team, and the two commanders looked at each other, speechless.

They hate the undead who violate the laws of life, but they hate the bugs that destroy their homeland even more. Insects are enemies, but... but what are undead?

reinforcements?

Thinking of this word, countless elves couldn't help shaking their heads in horror.

Not to mention those weak female elves, but those male elves with strong bodies and strong temperament. When they think that they will fight side by side with a group of ghouls covered with pustules and flying plague mosquitoes, their faces are full of blood. Involuntarily, a frightened look appeared.

Having been influenced by nature since childhood, they who admired the beauty of life really couldn't accept that they were so close to ugly and evil undead creatures. Although the arrival of the other party saved their dying lives, but...

But if you can't do it, you can't do it.

Even if you kill them, these elves are not willing to be in the same sky with a group of undead.

Therefore, under the hint of the elf commander, the treants hunched over the remaining elves and withdrew from the battlefield step by step.

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The episode of the elves did not affect the desperate fight between the two alien races.

Although the worm army under the command of Daggs showed amazing and excellent combat capabilities, the cerebrum couldn't help admiring the cooperation of the troops on the side of the cemetery.

Letting go of the psychological burden of winning or losing, the brain worm Daggs can now look at the war that is happening before him from a more detached perspective.

At this moment, the entire undead army has been twisted into a whole, forming a complete attack system with excellent arms matching and tactical coordination.

This time, it is no longer the fat and round abominations or the plague lords who act as the vanguard meat shields, but the weak ghosts and souls.

They swarmed out, their virtual bodies avoiding the melee attacks of the raging war insects, and they specifically looked for those larger war insects to "occupy". Then they fought insects with insects, perfectly withstood the impact of the tide-like war insects, and disrupted their battle lines.

With the front-line sniping of the spiritual body troops, the predators, lickers and even vampires in the rear have a good room to play. Predators are in charge of fighting with the bugs with strength; while lickers are in charge of roaming and raiding, specifically attacking the positions where the compound eyes of the bugs are located; Divide the attack formation of the war bugs.

It is with their good and tacit cooperation that the troops of the Great Cemetery are harvesting the Zerg army that is constantly coming in at an extremely fast speed.

But if you kill three thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred!

A huge amount of cannon fodder still undisputedly fell at the forefront of the battle.

If this war situation continues, the cerebrum Dagus is pleasantly surprised to find that if he wipes out his army of millions of bugs, he might be able to consume the opponent's army of undead.

But at this moment, the group of high-ranking vampires gathered around Legend of the vampires was dispatched.

What Dagus really didn't expect was that this group of vampires were all spellcasters, and they were extremely special bloodline spellcasters.

A series of strange and inexplicable bloody auras kept spreading from their hands. Some of them could add tearing effects to the attacks of their own fighters, some could seriously interfere with the Zerg's identification of friend and foe, and some could cause double bloodshed effects, and some are simply direct attack skills...

Nearly a thousand blood casters!

With such a huge team of spellcasters paired with equally powerful and fierce melee troops, Cerebral Daggs made a simple estimate, and had to raise his previous evaluation of the strength of this undead army by one or two levels again.

However, just as it was faithfully recording everything that happened on the battlefield, the teleportation base behind the undead troops experienced another violent space shock.

Another batch of undead troops were sent over one after another.

The brain worm Daggs turned and left without stopping after only one glance.

This time it turned out to be an established necromancer, and it was a necromancer riding on a huge broad-winged bat. It's really a good idea to move the Liches who can cast undead spells to the sky! Even Dags couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the commander of this undead army.

But by now, it should go!

If he didn't leave, he couldn't help but worry about whether he could escape smoothly.

As a pure Zerg brain, the brain worm has no fighting ability at all, nor does it have the ability to move too fast. Its huge, ravine-like humanoid brain also has short, slow-moving tentacles, but its mobility is frustrating. So most of the time, it is carried away by a group of soft-shell beetles.

And for its safety, behind the brain worm is a huge wormhole dug temporarily, inside which lurks many strange worms with strong vitality.

When Dagus gave the order to retreat, countless washbasin-sized soft-shell beetles swarmed out of the wormhole, burrowed into its body and resisted it. The next moment, with the concerted efforts of many beetles, the brain worm's huge human brain body began to move, and slowly drilled into the wormhole.

More battle worms poured out of the wormhole, and were responsible for standing guard nearby. The huge wormhole entrance was re-sealed almost instantly by the worms moving boulders and sand.

During the entire evacuation process, the Zerg army fighting bravely far away in the elf city did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and continued to attack the defense line of the undead army fiercely and fearlessly.

Until rows of dense and bloodthirsty "flowers of death" bloomed in their ranks.

The end of the Zerg army has arrived!

The bat demon airriders who swooped down in groups brought an established cemetery lich, and the dense death rays covered the entire Zerg army almost instantly.

From the fighting insects fighting bravely on the ground, up to the Zerg flying dragons flying in mid-air and breathing out energy blades, and the dense flying insect troops in the middle... The entire Zerg army was washed away by the extremely dense cloud of death again.

The flying insects with weaker vitality immediately died in the explosion of death air, while the more tenacious Zerg flying dragon screamed and rushed into the blue sky, and then fell down again with gray death air lingering all over its body. .

As for the war bug army, it was even more miserable!

There are rampaging war bugs everywhere.

Their compound eyes were blinded by the dead energy, their bodies were constantly rotting and collapsing, their brains were chaotic and disordered, and the entire battlefield became a sea of ​​undeads boiling!