Forty minutes after the start of the battle.

"Lord, this is the seventh group of corpses."

Hearing the report from the adjutant, Cumberland moved his eyes to the battlefield.

The tactics of the Knights to entice the enemy in batches, and the Crusades to fight and retreat, are effective in dealing with the undead.

A large number of unbearable remains of undead spirits have been tiled from the center of the battlefield far away, nearly a kilometer away.

Cumberland watched and said, "Warning them again, not to fight melee with the undead, keep a safe distance."

The adjutant used the honeycomb to send and receive messages while reporting to Cumberland: "Another alien necromancer, a fire-immune person, was found in the 11th squadron of the Holy Cleric Army in the fighting."

Cumberland looked intently, a dead spirit burning with fire, rushed through the flames, and rushed straight towards the shield wall of the Holy Cleric Army.

An elf with an ice-type ability replaced the fire-type elf, and sprayed a breath of frost on the fire-immune undead.

After a blast of white fog, the icy frost frozen the alien necromancer into an ice sculpture, no longer able to move.

Cumberland turned his head to the adjutant and asked, "Which one is it?"

Adjutant: "My lord, this is the eleventh."

Cumberland pondered: "Up to now, there have been eleven in the battle? This ratio is higher than in the previous report..."

Adjutant: "My lord, you mean...?"

Cumberland said: "In the combat report submitted by the Holy Acropolis, only one mutant will appear among about 800 dead spirits... But today, this ratio has increased by four times... There are two possibilities. One is ours. The luck is bad, and the second is... the speed of necromation is accelerating..."

The adjutant whispered: "If the latter is possible, then it is very bad news."

Cumberland said blankly: "There is enough bad news, I don't care about this one anymore."

The adjutant sighed and returned his attention to the battlefield.

Just before the crossbow bolt was shot into the necromancer's eyebrows, before the werewolf Aldenan came to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Carol yell: "Be careful ahead."

A rotten dead dog, using agile movements, jumped over the enclosure of arrows and fireballs, jumped into the air, and jumped straight towards the back of the shield wall.

Aldenan, who was in a hurry, wanted to get the crossbow machine hanging behind Carol.

A white light flashed in front of him, and the completely petrified necromantic dog fell from mid-air and fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Aldenan took a lingering breath, looked at the necromantic dog that slowly stopped moving, and said, "I hate dogs."

Carol used an ax to carefully sweep the remains of the undead outside the shield wall, first nodded at the exhausted Gorgon, and then said to Aldenan: "No time to complain, okay, you **** it. The next wave of enemies is coming soon."

Aldenan looked at the Gorgon who had just run out of powers, collapsed softly on the ground, and with the help of an elf, he returned to the back of the phalanx, and said worriedly: "Those human dead men threaten Not big, but small enemies, such as cats, dogs, and mice, which require more energy."

Carroll said: "The key issue is the bugs, no matter who they are, they will become a member of the undead if they get a little bit of it. This makes the melee power of the Holy Cleric Army unable to function at all."

Aldenan raised his head and glanced at the Valkyrie circling overhead: "What's more, the use of spores is forbidden."

Carol maintained a shield wall formation with the orcs around him, and said: "Fortunately, there are fewer and fewer enemies. It won't be long before we can destroy the remaining undead."

Aldenan said in a voice that only he could hear: "But the number of dead spirits in front of me, compared with those outside, is like a puddle and the sea..."

The battle is still going on...

After another hour of fierce fighting, the Crusaders and the Knights finally faced the last wave of enemies.

The adjutant looked at the battlefield, wiped his sweaty palms with his clothes, and said to Cumberland, "My lord, this is the last batch."

Cumberland nodded: "What about the casualties?"

The adjutant said: "No one died, forty-six people were slightly injured, most of which were caused by excessive use of abilities."

Cumberland nodded and said to the adjutant: "Let the third party of the Crusades start cleaning the battlefield."

The adjutant used the honeycomb on the keel to communicate and asked Cumberland, "Do I need to capture a few dead soul samples and hand them to the research institute?"

Cumberland rejected this proposal: "Wayne's sample is enough. At the moment, safety is the first priority in all actions, and all the dead are eliminated!"

Adjutant: "Yes, my lord!"

Carol, who had been in a state of mental tension for a long time, watched as the last dead spirit in his vision fell into the fireball, suddenly relaxed, and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it, it's over."

Looking around, the remains of the dead are scattered almost all over the grassland.

Carroll glanced at Aldenan, who collapsed on the ground, and said with a smile: "Go back and I will invite you to drink."

Aldenan waved his hand, looking uncomfortable.

The third party formation of the Crusade Army, a battle formation composed of lizardmen, dwarves, and rat people, has undertaken the work of cleaning up the war.

Some of them were in charge of detection, some were in charge of recording, and some of them carried simple flamethrowers and acid bottles made by oil drums, nozzles, and pressurizers to conduct thorough investigations on the remains of every dead soul in the war. Eliminate to ensure that there will not be any remaining dead parasites.

Several teams of heavily armed knights cruising nearby, acting as a guard and support role.

After bursts of fire and blue smoke, the fish that slipped through the net, the necrotic parasites wriggling on the ground, turned into a pool of black dross.

A lizardman walking in front, using perspective and eagle-eye abilities, kept looking at the remains of the dead, and suddenly saw a strange thing.

In a scorched dead body, there is actually a mass of flesh entangled by parasites.

The parasites are entangled with each other, like countless blood vessels knotted together, exuding a rhythmic rhythm.

The lizardman raised his hand and issued a loud warning behind him.

However, it is too late to say that it is fast.

The piece of flesh made of parasites moved suddenly.

Numerous tentacles of parasites broke out of the corpse and flew toward the corpse debris scattered around.

Just like foraging ants, these parasitic tentacles drag dozens of corpses to their side, clinging to each other, and in a blink of an eye they become a giant "corpse ball."

Looking at the strange "corpse ball" in front of him, the lizardman's first reaction was to run.

But when he pulled out his leg, countless tentacles on the corpse ball pushed on the ground, and the entire sphere suddenly rolled at a high speed, almost instantly swallowing the lizardman into the corpse.

The adjutant who had already stepped down from the observation tower heard the communication in the hive and could hardly believe his ears. He quickly stopped Cumberland who was walking in front.

"Big... Your lord, there is a dead spirit!"

Cumberland stopped, opened his eyes and turned his head: "What did you say?!"

"There is another necromancer, a spherical necromancer..."

Cumberland pushed the adjutant away, rushed up to the observation tower, quickly picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance.

A four-meter-high giant "corpse ball" pieced together from dozens of corpses was swallowing corpses and soldiers while rolling on the battlefield at high speed.

Cumberland exclaimed angrily: "What the **** is that?!"

The adjutant could not give him an answer: "In the report... there has never been such a dead spirit..."

Seeing that corpse ball swallowed the two dwarves responsible for cleaning the battlefield into the ball, Cumberland was shocked and anxious and quickly ordered: "Order all troops to retreat and reorganize their formation."

The adjutant was about to give instructions when he was suddenly stopped by Cumberland.

"Cancel the order just now."

The adjutant was dumbfounded: "My lord, why cancel the order?"

Cumberland frowned and said: "The gang of soldiers of the Crusades can't run the **** corpse ball! The order is passed, the third formation retreats, the first phalanx rebuilds the shield wall, and the second phalanx is ready to meet! "

Waiting for the adjutant to pass on the order, Cumberland said to him again: "Send the order to all the knight commanders separately. Once you find that the Crusaders are infected, no matter who they are, immediately kill them on the spot. You can't let one go!"

The adjutant shivered and nodded.

On the other side of the battlefield, Carol and Aldenan looked at the "corpse ball" that was getting closer and closer, their eyes straightened and dumbfounded.

"What it is?!"

"do not know."

The commander of the Holy Religious Army issued an order at this time-erect a double-layer shield wall, strengthen the support, and must block the impact of the necromancer.

Seeing the corpse ball that was constantly devouring corpses on the battlefield, Aldenan tremblingly picked up the crossbow machine and whispered: "Can that ghost be blocked with a shield?"

Carol stood with the other orcs, put the shield over his head, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if it can be blocked, but if it can't be blocked, then we will all have to die."

The spherical necromancer showed an S-shaped trajectory on the battlefield. After swallowing nearly two hundred corpses, the entire body had grown to the size of eight meters.

Numerous tentacles of parasites, like the tentacles of an octopus, protrude from the corpse, acting as a booster for the corpse ball to roll.

When the spherical necromancer approached the position of the shield wall two hundred meters, a wave of crossbow arrows shot out.

Like a stone smashed on cotton, the crossbow arrow failed to cause any damage to the spherical necromancer, or even slow it down.

When the undead approached a hundred meters, the elves and the velvet began to release elemental abilities.

Fireballs, lightning, and ice hit the surface of the spherical undead, at most they could only explode a few corpses acting as "carapace", and there was still no way to cause damage.

Finally, the spherical necromancer slammed into the shield wall of the first phalanx.

The orcs holding the huge shields were pushed back several meters by the huge impact, but in the end they successfully prevented the undead from advancing.

The Gorgon banshee standing behind the huge shield began to emit petrified light to the corpse ball, and a petrified corpse peeled off from the spherical necromancer.

However, the spherical necromancer extended its tentacles to the remains of the necromancer scattered on the battlefield, constantly replenishing and repairing the corpse shell.

Worst of all, the necromantic parasites on the spherical necromancer began to bypass the shield wall and attacked the orc sacred army behind the shield.

The black parasites penetrated into the skin of the soldiers of the Crusade Army, screaming one after another, and blood spilled on the ground like rain.

Even so, the orc soldiers did not flinch.

"For the Dragon God!"

"Everything belongs to the glory of the Dragon God!"

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Standing on the lookout tower, Cumberland saw this scene, his palms clasped together unconsciously, and half of the blood could not be seen.

He quickly thought about the countermeasures in his mind, and then ordered: "Order the second phalanx to gather firepower and attack towards the center of the ball!"

Fireballs, lightning, ice guns, and petrified rays blasted toward the center of the giant corpse ball.

The corpses one after another were broken into pieces, and the speed of repair by the necromancers has gradually been unable to keep up with the frequency of attacks.

Finally, a deep scar was blasted out on the shell of the spherical necromancer's corpse, revealing the flesh of the parasite entanglement at the core of the corpse ball.

A Valkyrie hovering in the air dived to the ground, took her long spear from behind, and threw it towards the core of the corpse ball with all her strength.

The spear shattered the core of the parasite, and the whole corpse ball fell apart like dry clay in an instant.

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