Elven Reaper

And here, Fenglong's operation also stunned Akto.

This damn path is too wild.

As your commander, I am too lazy to save you, so I will give you death.

How does this wind dragon's brain circuit deliberately want to express its nobility? Does it mean that in the eyes of the dragon, human beings are as insignificant as undead creatures?

No need. Akto sighed and shook his head.

When encountering this kind of thing, he couldn't do anything except mourning for the Lion Army who followed the wind dragon.

Because it was impossible for him to give up his position and the light army under his command, go to Fenglong's position and kill Lingxiu.

At this moment, he suddenly felt happy.

Because he saw a strong and well-proportioned figure attacking towards his position very nimbly.

It's the undead warrior cultivator

hehe. Akto sneered, flapped his Suzaku wings, and reached the edge of the position. He looked at this evil undead warrior approaching here.

Judging from Xiu's course of action and behavior, he wanted to shuttle between positions, disrupting and disrupting the positions he passed.

Moreover, he acted decisively and quickly, disrupting the position and then leaving without any delay.

From this point of view, there must be a necromancer controlling Xiu behind him, otherwise he would not have such a strong purpose in doing things.

Xiu's face was gray, the flesh and blood on his face had begun to rot and fall off, and his eyes were still gray.

His moves were exactly the same as last time. He was extremely fast. His body turned into a gray line and rushed into Akto's position, running towards the soldiers of the Army of Light.

A flash of silver light directly blocked the thin gray line, revealing Xiu's figure, with a slender lightsaber stuck around his neck.

The sword was enchanted with the Blade of Transformation, and its white and soft light was like poison to Xiu, burning the death energy on his body.

Unlike living people, the source of power of undead creatures is a body of death energy. When the death energy is consumed, the power will naturally gradually weaken.

But the Necromancer is a ninth-level warrior. Akto's Moye Sword can penetrate his Dou Qi coating and pierce his neck, but it cannot directly penetrate to death like it can kill a seventh-level or eighth-level Necromancer.

Akto gave instructions to Moye Sword to spin and strangle.

Moye's sword spun wildly in Xiu's neck. After just a few seconds, the sharp sword Qi handle made a big hole in Xiu's neck.

Xiu's hands glowed with purple light, and he reached out to cover his neck while trying to pull out Mo Xie's sword.

But the energy in his body became weaker and weaker, and he gradually fell to the ground, struggled a few more times, and completely turned into broken bones without any energy.

Akto took back Moye Sword and was about to leave when suddenly he heard a muttering sound that sounded like he was talking to himself.

"Why is this little baby like me so useless all of a sudden?"

The sound of these words was very small, and on the battlefield where the shouts of kill and the clash of skills and fighting spirit were loud, they were almost undetectable.

But these words were heard by Akto.

He instantly determined the source of the sound. This was the necromancer controlling Xiu.

He turned around following the sound and saw an undead creature wearing a black robe among the group of undead creatures, turning around and turning into a ball of black mist, drifting back.

Sure, this is a level nine necromancer

At that moment, almost as a conditioned reflex, Akto released the female demon and attached it to the necromancer.

After doing all this, Akto had a bold idea in his heart.

How to kill this necromancer? Feeling the spiritual bond from the female slave and the slowly growing spiritual power in his body, Akto's eyes flickered.

Akto took a look and saw that on his position, the Light Army still had no casualties.

With the entry of high-level and mid-level undead creatures into the battle, the quantity of undead creatures is changing in terms of quality.

The entire group of undead creatures seemed to be much rarer.

It seems that the situation is now clear. The Necromancer stands behind and plays the role of Lao Yinbi, controlling the high-level undead to cause destruction.

As long as these necromancers are killed, it is equivalent to ending the offensive of the necromancer army in advance.

Akto's body stayed in mid-air and shouted downwards, "Alves"

"Yes, sir, I am here," a middle-aged light knight responded.

All the eyes of the Light Army were cast over.

Naturally, they also saw the battle conditions on other positions.

Basically, there were casualties in every position. The Lion Army in the Wind Dragon position next door was even more miserable. Half of them died under the breath of the Wind Dragon.

Looking back at our own position, there have been no casualties so far.

This is all the result of Lord Arbitrator Akto taking every detail and always trying his best to protect the Army of Light under his command.

Lord Akto took the lead and did not relax. He took the lead in killing the high-level undead puppets one by one, and released some middle and low-level undead puppets for the Army of Light to digest.

The eyes of the soldiers of the Army of Light showed fanatical admiration.

Some female priests and mages even looked at Akto with eyes full of love and excitement.

Oh my god, Master Akto is simply the God of Light descending to earth.

Akto ordered: "Alves, our position is no longer in great danger. I want to go out. During my absence, you will serve as the supreme commander, okay?"

"Yes, sir, I promise to complete the mission," Alves said loudly, his voice trembling, which was caused by the excitement of being trusted.

While talking, Akto's Moye Sword was not idle either. It flashed with silver light and killed two more seventh-level undead warriors, and also killed a sixth-level undead puppet mage.

Akto nodded, flapped his wings, and his body turned into a red line in the night sky, flying deep into the undead army.

Alves is a ninth-level light knight, the highest-level one in the light army under his command. He is usually quite calm when doing things, so Akto felt relieved to leave the position to him.

city ​​wall.

Ryan's face was as dark as water, and he said: "Sir Augustine, did you see clearly how he killed the ninth-level undead warrior?"

Augustine's robe on one side was mopping the floor, and he frowned and said, "It's a sword, his sword. That sword seems to have the ability to travel through space, and can travel infinitely according to his mental power."

"Hongxue died under that sword. He must have used this move to kill Hongxue Sword Master from level 7 to level 10." Admiral Lance's expression remained solemn.

Ryan's throat rolled, and the expression on his face became increasingly ugly: "I heard that he was promoted from level two to level four, and from level four to level seven."

"This is the inheritance of the Elf King, something that only the Elf King's inheritance can do in the world. I'm sure." Augustine said.

"In ancient times, there were only four levels of practitioners. Later, the elves developed a more scientific ten-level system."