Archdemon

The fighting power of these newly revived skeletons is impressive. Most of them can be killed by the orcs with one blow, but they are outnumbered.

Moreover, the role of the Scourge of the Undead is not only to revive these skeletons.

The orcs also suffered casualties during the battles during this period.

Under the magic of the Scourge of the Undead, these corpses are gradually infiltrated by the magic of death.

The bodies of dead orcs are still on the ground.

Due to the fierce battle, no one has the energy to collect the bodies of these comrades.

An orc who has been dead for a while, his eyes suddenly turned gray, the blood in the corpse had stopped flowing, and the heart stopped beating.

A ball of weak soul fire burned in the head of the corpse, quickly drying up the brain tissue of the corpse, and the soul fire flowed along the blood vessels to other parts of the body.

These soul fires replaced the role of blood, and the soul power in the corpse, as well as the surrounding death magic, supplemented his corpse very well.

The corpse began to move slowly. The dead body was still a little stiff, but with the effect of the soul fire, the corpse became movable.

The corpse turned into a zombie.

Zombies are the lower-level units of dark warriors. They are stronger in combat and defense than skeletons, but not flexible enough.

An orc attacked forward with a shield.

"Stomp!"

A short spear thrown by a skeleton warrior pierced his erected shield fiercely. The orc sneered and swung his sword to cut the short spear off the shield.

He rushed towards the skeleton warrior in front of him with a shield. The burst of fighting spirit knocked the skeleton warrior on the opposite side to stagger, and the waving sword chopped off his head.

"Ka!"

The sword was blocked, and the orc immediately retreated to his comrades.

This is a war, not a duel for blood and courage in the tribe. If you miss a hit, you have to retreat and look for the next opportunity.

However, he did not notice the corpse beside him. The zombie, who had just awakened, stretched out his hand to grab the thigh of the half-orc, and then bit down fiercely with yellow teeth.

"Ah!"

The half-orc howled miserably. He looked down and was frightened half to death in an instant.

This was his comrade-in-arms and a partner of his tribe. He was originally a tribesman who had died in the battle, but now he was resurrected and bit him.

"Let go!" The half-orc burst into fighting spirit and beat the zombie that was biting him.

But how could the zombie let go? As the half-orc beat him, his head was hammered and exploded, and then he died again.

But the zombie died, and the half-orc was not lucky either. A large piece of meat on his thigh was bitten off by the zombie, and blood spurted out of the wound like a fountain.

The combat effectiveness of the half-orc dropped significantly at this moment, and he had no time to treat his wound.

A bone spear flashing with the cold light of death pierced out from the enemy's formation, piercing his thin armor, tearing his chest and abdomen, and the cold death magic froze his internal organs along the wound.

This half-orc warrior does not need to worry about his wounds, he is dead!

This situation of zombies attacking half-orcs is just a microcosm of the entire battlefield.

Recently, more and more half-orc corpses have been resurrected by the undead scourge, and the zombies turned into corpses have caused the deaths of many half-orc warriors unexpectedly.

Compared with such a huge war, this aspect of the combat effectiveness of these zombies is completely insignificant.

But these zombies have dealt a huge blow to the morale of the half-orcs.

The comrades who were originally alive and kicking were killed and turned into corpses.

As a result, the corpses have not yet rested, and they have to turn into zombies to attack their former comrades.

The war of ordinary soldiers below is not going well, and the number of casualties is gradually increasing.

Although the Short Blade Clan wanted to consume the soldiers of the tribes below, they could not bear such a large-scale casualties.

In addition to the fact that the battles of the warriors below were not going well, the battles at the Sanctuary level in the sky were not going well either.

The number of Sanctuary-level undead sent by Huo Ling was originally more than that of the Short Blade Clan.

The combat power of the two Sanctuaries was similar. When the number of undeads was dominant, the Short Blade Clan's Sanctuary had a hard time fighting.

Two or three Sanctuary orcs had died, and more Sanctuaries were injured.

Goss in the middle army looked at this scene, his hand holding the battle axe creaked, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth:

"Can't wait any longer, follow me to deal with the enemy's legend!"

Goss Short Blade and Dewey, the two legends flew up from the army formation, and at this time their bodies were filled with an extremely powerfulThe power of rules, the breath seemed to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Goss was wrapped in a layer of scarlet blood-red light, and the hideous and twisted blood-colored lines were wrapped around his body like a spider web.

Goss's extremely sharp eyes, like burning blood-colored flames, locked tightly on Huo Ling in the Undead Army. After a long time, he set his eyes on the strong men of the Holy Domain who were fighting fiercely in the sky.

"Hum!!!"

Accompanied by a low and majestic cold snort, the infinite power in Goss's body burst out. In an instant, the space in front of him was torn apart, and Goss rushed into the shattered space with an axe.

The next moment, in front of a fighting Death Guard, the space was broken, and a battle axe carrying huge power chopped out from it.

"Boom!!!"

In a deafening roar, the hit Death Guard was chopped down from the sky like a rag doll.

A huge gap had appeared on his extremely solid Sanctuary-level armor, and the broken body and soul fire inside were beaten like a candle in the wind by Goss's powerful strength.

In just a moment, a powerful Sanctuary-level Death Guard was severely injured by Goss.

Goss showed his powerful strength to the fullest.

"You rotten undead... Come! Let me... crush you!"

Goss roared angrily, and the roar sounded like thunder, resounding throughout the battlefield.

On the other side, Dewey Short Blade was equally powerful. As a legendary warrior, his combat level was lower than Goss Short Blade.

But on this battlefield, he also had an absolute dominant combat power against these undead.

With the addition of two legendary half-orc warriors to the battlefield, the balance of the battle began to tilt towards the half-orcs almost in an instant.

The morale of the warriors of the Short Blade Clan below soared at this moment. They firmly believed that their patriarch would lead them to a new round of victory.