LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 131: Undead Advance
"Let's fight!" Xia Yu looked at the tattooed man in the army, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he didn't say a word, but the other party could clearly 'understand' Xia Yu's words through Xia Yu's lips.
"A legend dares to provoke the myth, this kid doesn't know how to live or die," the tattooed man gritted his teeth and said, even so, he didn't dare to act rashly, this necromancer was extremely powerful, he could still see it.
Thousands of undead as powerful as legends, even if myths rush into it, there will be a risk of falling.
At the same time, the army of the fallen was rushing towards the city of Ai Lei, but with the appearance of the army of the undead, even the blood-red horn could not drive the soldiers forward, they were afraid.
Most of the army of the fallen are stronger ordinary people. Even if they get the bonus of the blood-red horn, they are only at the level of a few levels of trainee professionals. Facing the 200,000 undead army that is weaker than the legend, why don't they Will be afraid?
No matter how the old man blew the blood-red horn, the army of the fallen could no longer move forward. This made the old man glared at Xia Yu, "This damn necromancer, if we don't deal with him, our army will not be able to move forward!"
"Let's go together, let all the legends go with us!" The tattooed man said in a low voice. No one thought that this necromancer could be so difficult. If he knew it, he would have killed him last night.
But it is too late now.
"good!"
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"Look, the army of the fallen is afraid to move forward, Lord Xia Yu's army of undead makes them dare not take a step forward!"
"Master Xia Yu, Master Xia Yu!"
The soldiers roared excitedly, and their morale soared.
"You can summon so many undead by yourself, and they are all so powerful," Nayali also said in shock. She has even seen mythical-level necromancers, but mythical-level necromancers can't summon so many powerful ones. undead.
Of course, the other methods of the mythical necromancer are much more mature than this legendary necromancer.
"This is the real strength of the junior?"
"Back then, in the freshman competition, the juniors didn't even reveal one percent of their strength, right? Otherwise, let the exchange students just vote for it."
"It's too scary. I think it only takes a few undead shooters summoned by my junior to suppress me, but he summoned thousands of them in one go."
Mo Qi and the others looked at each other, and they could all see the shock in each other's eyes.
"Can't come here?" Xia Yu's face turned slightly pale at this time, the door of sighs required a lot of mental power.
But he managed to pile up 200,000 undead, just waiting to see an epic battle, but the opponent's army dared not move forward, which made Xia Yu extremely disappointed.
"Since you don't move forward, won't I move forward? All undead, move forward!"
Xia Yu ordered in a cold voice.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
In an instant, the city was filled with dust, and 200,000 undead charged towards the army of the fallen.
The undead lords brought their own undead subordinates, and the undead army at the Gate of Sighs was also led by undead generals. Although it seemed that no one was commanding them, each army had its own position.
On the front are undead soldiers and undead berserkers such as Black Bear, on both sides are undead knights, behind are undead archers and undead mages, and the undead assassins are already hidden in the shadows.
There are also undead windwing birds in the air.
"This damn necromancer actually launched an attack on his own initiative!" The faces of the old man and the tattooed man became even uglier. They were still summoning the legends in the army, and they were going to directly attack Xia Yu and behead Xia Yu and Na Yali.
But facing Xia Yu's undead army at this time, they couldn't get out for a while, because if their army of fallen people lost the help of legendary and mythical powerhouses, it might not be long before they would be wiped out by the opponent's undead army.
Millions of troops died, and at this time they could not bear the loss.
"Tuoge, you lead the outlander to kill the necromancer, and other legends cooperate and resist the undead army!" The old man said with gloomy eyes, and now he can only take the edge of the sword and let a mythical four powerful legends assassinate the damned The Necromancer.
Although the success rate is definitely not as high as that of two Myths and more than a dozen Legends together, it can only be so, otherwise the army is wiped out, and they might as well die in battle.
"Okay," Tuoge nodded emphatically, and immediately turned around and went out to find the four members of the Blood Soul Society, "The four of you will go with me to assassinate the necromancer, as long as you succeed, we will give you whatever you want by then! "
"Mythological comprehension," the boss of the Blood Soul Society whispered.
This made Tuoge glance at him, but still nodded, "As long as it succeeds!"
"No problem, as long as he is not a legend, we can kill him! Not to mention your cooperation, Mr. Tuoge," said the boss of the Blood Soul Society with a cruel smile, and finally he was able to kill the damned undead Master, revenge for the brothers.
"Brothers, this operation is very important. We must show our full strength, so don't hide it. I swear, as long as I become a myth, I will work hard for my brothers to become a myth for the rest of my life!" The last three members whispered.
"Boss, we believe in you. We have been with you for more than ten years, so don't worry."
"That's right, it's just a legendary necromancer. As long as Toog can restrain the opponent's myth, killing him is as easy as killing a chicken!"
"Thank you brothers, let's go!"
The five figures disappeared into the army of the fallen, and at the same time the army of the undead had rushed to less than a few hundred meters in front of the army of the fallen.
The soldiers at the front of the army of the fallen crazily squeezed towards the rear, facing the army of the undead, they had no morale at all.
This made the old man see it, and the madness in his eyes condensed, "Are you ready?"
Several men dressed as priests on the side nodded, "God be with you, I'm ready."
The old man walked into a huge tent. Inside was a blood pool of hundreds of meters, with corpses piled up on both sides. Blood-red tentacles rose from the blood pool. Above the blood pool was the blood-red horn, like a blood-red horn. It turned into a horn made of blood red crystal, crystal clear and exuding boundless malice.
"All this is for God," the old man walked to the edge of the blood pool, took out a gorgeous dagger and cut his wrist, dripping the blood of the mythical powerhouse.
"Boom boom boom..." The pool of blood boiled, and the blood was sucked into the horn.
"Necromancer, accept God's punishment!"
"Huh?" Xia Yu also raised his head, he felt a strange and ominous appearance in the army of the fallen.