The Rise of the Cemetery
Chapter 660: Fight
It must be said that the wizards of the wizarding world have mastered the pharmacology in depth even far above the Klein pharmacist. The witchcraft just came down, and the body of the guy who was invaded by the terrible plague germs was like boiling water. Massive black smoke squirted out and turned into curls of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.
They also regained their senses again.
With the protection of witchcraft, these soldiers finally no longer feared the invisible and inferior terrible plague poison cloud, and picked up their swords and guns and fought against the mad corpses. And the wizards who came with the team also got out of the carriage and were protected by the soldiers behind them, and they all displayed mysterious witchcraft with great power.
For a time, flames, lightning chains, ice arrows, corroding seeds, blood-sucking vines ... Countless strange witchcraft appeared on the battlefield, raining down on the heads of the corpses.
The serial martyrdom never stopped from the beginning.
The terrible corpse plunged into the siege of the human warrior, using his fangs and claws to tear off everything it could touch. They are surprisingly fast-moving and powerful in horror, and the horses of human knights are often overturned by them. If it were not for the body without any protection, these corpses would be considered a very good attack arm.
Due to the hasty incident, the human team was temporarily transferred from the marching state to the defensive front, so the defensive line was dragged for a long time. Being slammed by the corpses, the entire defense line was suddenly mistaken and broken into seven or eight battlefields.
Due to the lack of wizard support, the human team of dozens of people and hundreds of people can only rely on a solid shield and a spear and spear, waiting hard for the rescue of their companions. And those teams with powerful mercenaries and wizards are fighting vividly, and even in many cases they can fight against the momentum of the servants.
Just as the battle situation was inseparable, a new batch of plague creatures rushed out of the jungle.
These plague creatures are not many in number, but all are tall and large, and from the appearance, they can barely see some shadows of jungle warcraft.
As the terrible jungle warcraft in the wizarding world, they all have long vitality and strong combat power, otherwise it is impossible to sustain the terrible plague transformation. Now, under the support of thousands of plague strains, they have stood up again and become the most loyal and reliable guard army in front of the female Plague.
The first to rush into the crowd is a terrible plague beast that looks like a violent ape. Its huge body of up to 3 meters is like a violent chariot rammed into a rampage, but a single charge overturned the layers of shields blocking the front. As for the spears that were hit by the spears, they were broken, and the spearmen even fell into the ground with blood.
If it were not for a barbarian mercenary from a barbarian group in the war circle, I am afraid that the remaining human warriors could not bear the brutal collision of this terrible beast.
The barbarian is also a kind of hybrid peculiar to the wizarding world. It is no less than the orcs of the Klein continent in terms of combat power. As for the control of their own emotions, they have to beat the orcs more.
Once these barbarians are almost 2 meters in height, even if they don't have any steel armor, only the simple and crude sighing stone stick mace can resist the same tyrannical plague and violent ape.
The two big and big men of different races and big arms hugged together, and the tossing and tossing on the ground turned the mess that the human being had just stabilized into a mess again. The corpse is the chaos master who will make the most of chaos. They jumped up and down along the way, and when they saw the opportunity, they rushed into the most crowded place and blew up.
Although the rising plague toxins cannot directly kill these human warriors, the gradually thickened plague toxins themselves become an invisible monster. They are simply made up of countless scary poisonous insects that are too small to be seen by the naked eye. Like a dense bee colony, they rise and fall above the head of the human war circle. Each fall will encircle several human warriors inside, and then in the thick black cloud that cannot be peeped, the fine and terrifying gruesome horror sounds sound.
Human warriors may not be afraid of the huge horror Warcraft, but they are only afraid of this terrible creature that cannot be described at all. Those horror warcrafts, no matter how huge and fierce, but the sword will still bleed and die when cut on the body, and this kind of concrete body has no black poisonous cloud, but it has become an invincible demon in the battlefield. Who is staring at them, It is absolutely impossible to escape the destiny of death.
Even if there are several mercenaries with rich combat experience who set fire to the torch and want to disperse the poison cloud, they simply get a lot of money. Not only are they trapped in the poison cloud, they ca n’t escape, even the huge fire head that has been ignited is destroyed by the poison cloud .
At this time, the group of wizards who were protected by the soldiers also found the horror of the poisonous cloud, and immediately turned the muzzle and threw a series of fireballs and flames over.
Fire spells are worthy of being the most restrained toxin plastic spells. A large piece of poisonous cloud was hit by a fireball and deflated directly into a huge flame mass in the air, and the dead body of the poisonous insect fell on the ground.
These poisonous clouds instantly sensed the crisis of life, and overwhelmed them, escaping from the range of the wizard's attack, circling a few circles in the sky, and then re-selected a team of humans with no wizard atmosphere. So the little war circle that could barely support was instantly destroyed.
At this point in the battle, it can be said that this miscellaneous team from Tielin City has already shown a good fighting ability, and in the case of hasty battles, it still fights with the servants who keep plucking from the forest. The business road that stretches for nearly 3 miles is full of large and small battlefields. They were scattered and formed a small circle in twos and threes, and they were tenacious and equally invincible. The corpses are fighting hard.
But all of this has a premise, that is, the witch medicine they carry with them can resist the infection of the plague toxin bacteria.
From the perspective of the initial battle effect, the witch potions produced by these wizard masters are still good. They can at least keep them from being forcibly transformed into the terrible corpse by the plague toxin in 5 minutes, even if they die on the spot. Pregnancy of new plague toadstools.
Unfortunately ... the time is only 5 minutes!
Such a short time is not enough for them to form a strict strangling front to kill this group of corpses, nor is it enough for them to flee to a safe place.
So after 5 minutes of medicinal effect, the thin front that could barely maintain just now collapsed instantly. In just three or two minutes, in addition to the two large battle circles still fiercely killing, the remaining small teams have been gradually destroyed.
Of course, some of the mercenaries who came with the team also have strong individual characters. At this time, they could only desperately fled into the woodland on the other side of the commercial road. Sporadic battles were still spreading into the distance.
Leaving aside these hard-working mercenaries, the large troops sent this time may still be under siege by heavy corpses.
The luxury carriage that the wizards took when they arrived was now the outermost solid camp, surrounded by a half-moon shape, barely able to delay the impact of a large number of corpses. Due to the scarcity of witchcraft, many human warriors and mercenaries were infected by the plague, and then their heads were cut off and thrown out of the war circle.
This is no way.
If these infected guys are allowed to stay in the war circle, God knows when they suddenly become servants. Even if it does not turn into a corpse, it explodes with a bang, and a massive cloud of plague is sprayed from the swollen body, which will cause more terrible damage to the companions around him.
In the absence of witchcraft, letting unprotected soldiers and corpses fight melee is simply forcing them to die. The consequence is that the more servants fight, the more any individual who dies on the human side will become the other party's greatest help.
In the face of the plague army that has been initially integrated into an army, if you do n’t dispatch the big wizard, you can only rely on a small and elite team of warfighters, equipped with sufficient witchcraft. Otherwise, it is a terrible torment without hope.
After finishing all the battle summary and related crystal pictures, the 6th ring wizard finally issued the order to retreat to the small town of the pass. So, the wizards who came with the army unfolded their flying magic carpets and rose into the sky.
Due to the limited area, at most 3-4 empty spaces can be squeezed out of each magic carpet, and they cannot be too big guys. Therefore, it is the wizard apprentice or senior commander in the army who can successfully catch this doomsday ticket. The remaining people can only rush towards the final destination post town of this trip under the cover of the flying magic carpet.
There are strong walls and battle forts, and should not be easily lost in the hands of these plague creatures.
Ramiel and several companions squeezed on a magic carpet. Everyone tried their best to shrink their bodies to make more living space. They gripped the edge of the magic carpet tightly to avoid being shaken down by excessive vibration.
Ramiel's pale fingers clasped the magic carpet tightly, searching for the figure of his friend Randall anxiously. Just a while ago, he and his friends were also dispersed by the chaotic army. He was lucky, and he put on the wizard's magic carpet in time, but Randall had no trace.
There were no figures of Randall on the seven magic carpets that had been lifted up, and below them, a face of panic and fear, raised his arms and begged desperately to the wizards and adults. In the far distance covered with smoke and dust, a group of sturdy and agile corpses are madly rushing, throwing down the soldiers who have lost their fighting spirit to the ground, and then there is a terrifying scream. Soon, the call came to an abrupt halt, but soon a new scream appeared.
The hot red fireballs fell into the corpse group in a beautiful arc, and the violent explosion triggered the self-detonation of the corpse, so the violently rising flame was mixed with countless bleak and sharp Poisonous insects hiss.
The front hadn't collapsed so early, but the selfish actions of the wizards instantly caused panic. No one was willing to stay forever, and no one was willing to fight against the monsters. Everyone abandoned their weapons and armor, and fled to the distance.
"Randall ..." Ramiel yelled frantically, but all he responded to was mad roar and scream.
Woody, he raised his head, through the smoky battlefield, on the edge of the distant woodland, saw two terrible corpses dragging a familiar figure into the forest ...
"Randall!" Ramiel let out a heartbreaking roar.