Chapter 412: Euclahill (9)

The sky darkened, as if every trace of air in the ridge had become cold, it was a cold that made blood coagulate.
The eyes of Nei spider turned blood red, and they fixed their eyes on the prey rushing towards them. After issuing the roar, most of them gave up the spell attack, but inspired the adenine, its power and speed. The degree of ferocity has increased significantly compared with the previous ones.
"Knowing magic also strengthens your ability to be close."
Under the sky, a figure was jumping forward, and Caesar had no intention of avoiding it. He was approaching the spider lord at the fastest speed, and at the same time, he made inferential judgments on the attribute ability of the spider.
At this time, psionic energy is much easier to use than the sword blade and fist minions. His psionic barrier has been transformed into dozens of sharp spikes with lengths of tens of meters. Driven by the control of the will, The strong storm drove the sharp blade to pierce circularly, forming a terrible sharp blade tornado around the body.
The sharp blade storm is like a terrible meat grinder. As Caesar advances, but sees that the psionic wind is a grass in the spider group, and it changes from the gloomy blue to blood red. Hundreds of spiders were smashed into pieces, and limb fragments danced wildly with the storm.
This killing efficiency made Anub'arak frightened and furious. It began to perform the unique psychic skills of the Nai You, summoning the cursed locust bee swarm and the bloodthirsty scarab to help the spider army attack, but it forgot The Black Dragon is also the master of the Swarm Swarm. Even if Caesar fails to obtain this talent, his body still has very strong resistance and suppression to various insects.
So Anub'arak could only see that the swarm swarming like a black mist stopped only halfway, embarrassed by the left and right, and finally, under his stronger order, some reluctantly launched After the attack, of course, the result is unsatisfactory. These little guys who should be very powerful in theory did not cause any harm to the enemy.
The Storm of Blades continued unhindered. Thousands of Nei spiders destroyed in a short period of time, psionic energy and blood entangled Caesar, turning him into a crazy cold killing machine. Anub'arak could do nothing. Jumping on his feet, his forelimbs were scratching the ground fiercely, and a group of adventurers were stunned.
Seeing the previous kinsmen being smashed into pieces, Naiyou spiders also kept backing down. If they have wisdom, this situation has proved that they are good enough warriors, replaced by dogheads, wolves, and even big Part of the human army will mostly flee when encountering such an unbeatable enemy.
"Continue! Offense!"
Anub'arak waved the arthropod and bellowed, "His energy is limited, and the Nymph is endless, come forward! Squeeze him out, drain him, kill him!"
He was right, even if God was exhausted one day without power, Caesar could not escape this essential rule.
In fact, the feeling of tiredness has quietly invaded. The obstacles to the human form in large-scale wars are so huge. Ordinary soldiers want to reverse a war like a foolish dream. Even legendary warriors and sword saints want to do it. This is also difficult.
This is the reason why magicians are highly respected in small species such as humans and dwarves, because they can only rely on spells to cause mass killing strikes, but this does not exist in large species, such as in giants. In the hierarchy of the dragon and the titan, warriors such as the golden dragon, the red dragon, and the sky vault Titan have always occupied the dominant position.
Closer to home, although psionic energy is rapidly being consumed like flowing water, Caesar has not been in trouble because of this. On the contrary, he has achieved his purpose-close to the spider lord Monet Anub'arak.
Anub'arak realized this too, the distance was too close, and the other party rushed to his eyes before he knew it.
He was aware of the danger. His master created him to recast the Nai You tribe instead of fighting. In terms of individual combat ability, he ranked at the bottom of the derivative, but the opponent killed Monet Barlow. "monster".
"Stop him!"
Anub'arak's four arthropods started to recede.
"Too late, stupid." A voice said, sounding as soft as the mother's hotbed.
impossible!
Anub'arak jumped in horror, just like the midnight nightmare, and there was still a long way to go before the final sprint. How could this weird one step across?
The other party did not go all out before!
The dark caves around him used to be very kind to him, but now they are a little strange. It takes only a few steps to get into the crypt to find a safe path, but now it seems to be miles away.
Anub'arak heard that he was ordering himself, taking three steps, and drilling in, so that he could leave the enemy behind. The ground is the territory of the Naiyou. As long as he dare to follow, countless mazes and traps will tell the offender What is cruel.
Something hit his carapace, and it was not very painful. He didn't think about where the thing came from, anyway, it wouldn't be a fatal thing, probably the stubble of flying limbs on the battlefield.
But no matter what it is, it still sticks to his back carapace. Anub'arak doesn't have time to clean up these little garbage now. He moves quickly against the ground, drills into a cave, and then jumps into another. A deep underground tunnel is waiting for him in front, and below is the underground kingdom of the Naiyou tribe.
He felt a little dizzy, really weird. How could himself, the crypt lord, get dizzy, Anubarak murmured, the sharp teeth in his mouth tasted strange, and somehow he was nauseated.
When he got into the underground tunnel, he realized what was behind him. It was a spider leg. It seemed to be a forelimb of a nerdy spider as a weapon. I didn't know who was unloaded ...
Then he realized that if the spider legs entered his body, he would definitely feel something.
Indeed, he felt a numb feeling in the abdomen. He lowered his head and bowed his head and looked at his abdomen. A small spider leg was exposed outside, and a drop of green liquid was dripping down the sharp toes. drop.
Don't worry about it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Anub'arak thought, this is only a minor injury, if you pull it out, it will bleed ...
The crypt lord ran towards the kingdom of Naiyou, but he could not look back to see if he was hunted down, nor could he figure out what happened to him.
It doesn't matter, the mother told me that the crypt lord is the most powerful creature of the Naiyou tribe. It is cruel and abominable, and the life is tenacious. This hurts nothing. I only need to hide in my palace and pull out the gadgets behind Just rest for two days.
Something slammed behind him, "You're not dead yet." The voice said, Anub'arak turned around and saw a shadow of a humanoid fluttering.
He tried to escape.
He felt a wound on his back, and something penetrated his body. This discovery caused great pain to the crypt lord, Anub'arak vomited, and his entire lower body became numb. After a few steps, he fell to the ground and could only crawl hard.
Let me go and we can cooperate. Anub'arak wanted to say this, but there was no sound in his throat, the shadow was already approaching, and he was dragging his body out. The great pain of the torn body followed, and the crypt lord was forced to issue "嗬, 嗬" the sound of.
The figure stopped, glanced at him and said, "Goodbye."
The sound was like the mother's soft whisper, which made Anub'arak slightly better.