Chapter 550: Endless undead

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In the black mist, there are many corpse monsters leaping out of the black slough. They roared and roared, and made strange strange calls. Their bodies are cold and stiff, but they are extremely fast, with carbon-like skin and no hair on the whole body.
The members of the Air Horse Regiment and the corpses are fighting under the magic tree. Although they are inferior in number to the corpses, they are not in a weak position, because the magic tree they are in is not just a decoration.
The branches formed by magic are constantly twisting and changing shapes. They are like living creatures. From time to time, a few branches and vines are wrapped around a corpse demon, and at once they are tied up, and then they are as rigid as a python prey. The iron corpse squeezed the mud. And those seemingly soft leaves, like a sharp sharp knife, saw that the corpse monsters rushed through the leaves, and when they came out, they were already covered with bruises and incomplete limbs.
This wood-based magic is not ordinary wood-based magic, it is said to imitate the magic formed by some ancient tree spirit. And the content of this magic, not all magicians in the magic union can be glorified.
The air riders quickly found Hurrington who was dragged down the quagmire, and they were being wrapped in the huge leaves of the magic tree.
"Head, Mecarons is not here."
"What?" The head of the four regiments hit the corpse's chest with the iron palm of the iron lock gloves. At the same time, the magic shocked, a dark red flame light directly used to wear through the corpse's chest, sprayed from behind . He quickly flew over and saw four large leaves. Sure enough, there was no trace of Megalons. He quickly asked the magician who was accompanying him: "Are everyone saved? Will they be pulled down?"
The magician didn't wait for the head to finish the question. He had closed his eyes and pressed a hand on the magic tree to inject the magic power into it. After a few seconds, he shook his head: "The roots of the tree have been stretched as far as possible underneath, and no other people are alive."
The heads of the four regiments were sweating with tension.
Seeing the leader for a long time without talking, the magician said: "Maybe he is not here, and he has not come here. Perhaps, he has followed the other members to a safe way. Leader, this place is very dangerous, we still Hurry up and leave."
The heads of the four regiments were still in disbelief. They heard several screams and turned their heads to see that a Croman falcon was stopped by a corpse demon. In an instant, the falcon's neck was torn apart, and his chest, feathers, and internal organs were all bitten into pieces, falling into the marsh pool below with the blood like raindrops.
The dismemberment of the members of the Air Rider Regiment was soon found by the corpses, and in the blink of an eye, two companions were torn into rotten corpses.
It is cruel to come to war or battle, and the life that was still alive in the last second may no longer exist in the next.
The head of the four regiments must have been a battle-hardened general. He should have recovered from the panic where he could not find Mecarons, and he said without panic: "All came together, we rushed out, and above People meet." He knew that his team of people was already weak in these corpses. To save talents, a small group of people was separated, but this separation of battle stations must not last too long, otherwise it will soon Breaked by each of these monsters.
The members of the air-riding regiment immediately gathered the formations and prepared to concentrate on breaking out. At this moment, the magic tree that they were leaning against suddenly disappeared.
The head of the fourth regiment was shocked and looked up. Under the black brilliance of the Black Cross, several more obvious black shadows fell, and it was they who supported the wizards and other companions and guardians who supported the magic tree.
"What's the matter?!" The team members shouted in horror and made everyone's hearts tremble.
"On top, there are dead souls!" A member of the Air Rider regiment who had not yet died, barely stabilized his body with magic in the air: "We did not notice that it was a black ghost flying out of a black cross."
The people turned their heads to look around. Although the fog was lightened a lot by the previous wind, they gradually recovered now. In addition, there is also a black breath faintly under this quagmire, and it is getting thicker and darker. The black radiance reflected by the black cross light frame, and the translucent dark soul emerging from the cross, nobody actually saw it. At this time, only in the dark gray and black light, there was a faint black fog moving, and it was impossible to tell whether it was fog, soul, or my own eyes.
In the distance, Hera hiding in her dark breath saw this scene, and the smile on her face was even worse: "The sacrifices gathered a little bit. Fight, don't go, and fight with my monsters. Your lost magic, blood, sweat, and your living limbs will nourish this piece of soil. And my forbidden corpse is an endless reincarnation pool, any corpses, corpseized living people and those who become sacrifices The souls of all will continue to be reborn in my rebirth pool. Ha ha ha ha ha... and even more terrifying is yet to come. Before my strongest magic comes out, you first taste the evil curse!"
Hera raised her head and thrust the staff into the ground again. With her hands slightly closed, a small four-wheel aperture appeared in front of him...
At the same time, on the battlefield, all the remaining members of the air-riding regiment had gathered together. The head of the four regiments took a rough look at the casualties, four dead and five wounded, three of them were killed, and two others were seriously injured. , And how many guardian casualties, there is no time to take a closer look.
The leader looked around and saw that now that he had lost the support of the magic tree, those monsters attacked more fiercely, and there were some more ghosts on it. The only thing in his heart was bad, and he had to rush out quickly. Then he shouted: "Brother, prepare to escape, the magicians open the shield."
Immediately after speaking, he shouted, gathered the strength of the whole body, slammed the weapon in his hand, and drawn a very long moon-shaped wave, and on the spot, a nearby corpse demon was shattered into shattered corpses.
Moonlight shocked! Wherever the light front went, it was firm and unbreakable. It cut into the ground obliquely for a short time and did not know how deep it was. Only one or two seconds later, a strong light shot out of the crack.
Just when the four regiments were shocked by the moonlight night, his guard Grindel's Eagle was also in his chest. The porridge was full of light, and the light flashed randomly, and the thunder and lightning blasted the quagmire into pits of one or two meters. After the corpses rushing around and being struck by lightning, they all turned their heads down to the quagmire.
At this time, the members hovering in the air-riding regiment had been wrapped up by a giant vine ball.
After the thunder, Lei Diao exclaimed loudly.
The head of the four regiments said, "Run east now."
The magicians hurriedly withdrew the giant vine ball and took Anglo to fly eastward.
Then they were still one step late, and those gray souls that flew out and then sublimated together, forming a giant enchantment in this black field...
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