The magic core provided to the player is some mercenaries and adventurers from Karanli City.

Now that the country is in crisis, they are obliged to walk up the city wall, but compared to these soldiers of Winter City, they feel that their courage and courage are worthless.

"Grandpa Mage, it's not good to use this magic core too much..."

They tried to persuade them, but these low-ranking mages didn't take it seriously at all, and instead became fierce:

"Did you agree to provide it for free? Now you want money again? Let's make it right first, there is no death penalty for asking for money."

After all, the sorcerer absorbed the mixed magic power in a magic core again, and the action was so fast that he was afraid that the hunter would snatch the magic core back.

The hunters looked at each other in blank dismay, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, but their hearts were filled with admiration and emotion.

"It's unbelievable. The achievements of each of their mages will not stop here in the future, but in order to defend the city wall, they just use the magic core to supplement the magic power so recklessly..."

There is no mage in this world who would take his future so lightly.

Now they have seen it.

Since the mage's grandfather said so, they can only do what the mage needs.

Immediately, a frame of magic cores was lifted onto the city wall. Although these magic cores were not of high rank, they couldn't stand up to their large number...

Moreover, the lower the level of the magic core, the greater the damage to the mage's magic core.

The battle on the city wall gradually reached a stalemate.

In other words, the balance of victory is tilting in the direction of human beings.

The players did not retreat, and even used cruel human bombs to fight head-to-head with the undead, and there were champion knights on the city wall from time to time to harvest.

Engus, who was hiding in the cloud of death, gradually felt something was wrong.

He has already estimated the strength of Kalanli Royal Capital based on the average level of the five surrounding cities.

According to his prediction, Kalanli City should be taken within half an hour, but it is almost dawn now, not only the city wall has not been taken down, but the undead tend to be suppressed by the human defenders.

"Necromantic energy is running out..."

Engus turned his head and glanced at the miserable green large crystal floating beside it in the cloud of death. The originally shiny large crystal had become somewhat dim at this moment.

This is the necromantic energy he collected from slaughtering five cities recently. As long as there is death, the necromantic energy will be absorbed by this crystal, but now the energy in this crystal is getting less and less.

This shows that the undead are basically consumed on the front battlefield. Every time the undead is resurrected, the energy of the undead will be consumed, and the humans defending the city may not die at all.

But human beings are obviously self-destructing!

Looking in the direction of the city wall, Engus' face became more and more gloomy when he heard the explosion of the magic power source coming from there from time to time.

There is already a ray of dawn in the sky, and the fighting power of the undead will drop sharply under the sun, so it is no longer necessary to fight like this.

Engus already had plans to retreat.

He has to figure out what's going on with humans before he can continue to attack, and he also needs to find a place to slaughter some creatures to replenish the energy of the necromancers.

"Stop attacking."

Engus' order was transmitted to the ears of Pain Priest Shyvana through a blood crow. Shyvana glanced resentfully at the death cloud behind her, and then let out a piercing scream.

"what---!"

The sound waves spread around like a wave, and all the movements of the undead stopped, leaving only the will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets still swaying in the wind.

The players on the city wall were also confused by this scene.

To be honest, the noisy battlefield at the first moment, and the surging wave of undead at the next moment are ordered to stand still after a scream, and the picture of all motionless is still very spectacular.

"What's the matter with these undead? Are you playing with one, two, three wooden men?"

"It looks a little weird... I think it's better for them to move, otherwise I always feel chills on my back..."

……

After a short period of silence, these undead moved again, but instead of charging forward, they retreated step by step, and even collapsed into a piece of broken bones and sank to the ground.

"They...they are going to retreat!"

"Fuck! The undead are going to run!"

"Brothers, don't let them escape, this is an experience pack!"

After the word "experience package" was shouted out.

The players became restless in an instant, and their hesitant gazes at the undead became full of aggressiveness, just like meeting a little Lolita's perverted muscular brother in a dark alley.

Those eyes were fierce and greedy, even more evil than the eyes of the undead.

"Come on!" Someone shouted.

As if a chain reaction had started, a group of players rushed down the city wall screaming "Aww", and the undead retreated faster. Some of them turned into ashes, some sank into the soil, and some disappeared into the shadows , many players rushed to nothing.

This crazy scene also fell into the eyes of Engus. He noticed this group of different humans. You must know that the situation of humans chasing the undead has never happened since ancient times.

Today Engus can be regarded as pulling his ass with a knife, look at it!

This is simply a provocation to the undead!

It is not yet known who is strong in the royal city of Kalanli, and Engus dare not act rashly.

The strong man on the other side seemed to be worried about him and didn't show up easily, but if these human soldiers who chased him didn't kill him, what would Engus do if he spread the word as the leader of the undead ghost dragon?

Just wash and sleep, and even His Majesty the Undead Emperor might tear his bones apart and make them into cushions!

Engus' half of his head emerged from the dark cloud of death, but the huge dragon's head and the blue eyes like searchlights were immediately spotted by the players.

"6."

"Fuck! What a big head!"

"This size is at least ten times that of Kangnai. The desert flying dragon is like a little chicken in front of this ghost dragon..."

Players have always had a strong interest in dragon-shaped creatures. After all, dragons are legendary creatures. Whether in the game world or in their hometown, dragons are symbols of power and strength.

So after the initial surprise.

Instead, the players discussed excitedly.

Some were stunned and even rushed directly towards the undead ghost dragon hidden in the cloud of death.

"It's so cool, this wave doesn't match a blood loss!"

"Fuck, the legendary boss, the threat of nightmares, the King of Winter seems... seems like he can't beat him..."

Engus stared in astonishment at the fearless human soldiers rushing towards him.

For a moment, he thought that he hadn't shown his real body...

Otherwise, how could these human beings be fearless of his dragon power and terrifying appearance?

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