The necromancer who traveled through another world is too tough

At this time, on the battlefield, the ruins of the cave spiders on the ground were strangled with the light sergeants, using up all their strength to fight together.

The Crypt Lord and Light Sanctuary in the sky were ready for a shocking attack.

Eight spears shot out first and attacked the Holy Land of Light.

Blocked by the giant sacred shield, the three spears annihilated each other.

The remaining five spears flew out sharply.

The bright sword was already trembling in the air.

Suddenly, the giant sword slashed down quickly, shattering one spear after another, and struck the crypt lord's back.

A huge wound appeared on the Crypt Lord's body, and the light force quickly penetrated inside, violently destroying the Crypt Lord's body.

However, the fragments of the spear that had just been shattered seemed to have been injected with new power. The fragments were like daggers, killing the strong men in the holy realm who were still struggling to input the power of light.

As if being struck by Ling Chi, the Bright Priest and Priest were instantly killed, while the Bright Knight and Swordsman were also riddled with holes from the attacks of spear fragments.

Just when the strong man from the Light Sanctuary, who had fallen into despair, gradually lost his power and fell towards the ground.

An even greater amount of divine power fell from the sky, and a tall figure appeared between the Holy Land of Light and the Crypt Lord.

The divine power was divided into two streams. One stream penetrated the remaining strong men of the Light Sanctuary, and the other stream directly hit the wound on the back of the crypt lord, knocking him directly to the ground.

In the battlefield at this moment, there was only one bright swordsman wearing sacred armor standing in the air, while the seriously injured strong man from the bright sanctuary and the crypt lord fell to both sides of the battlefield.

The person who came was none other than Saint Clinton, the Holy Judgment Swordsman of the Holy See of the Empire of Light, the powerful demigod.

No one expected that this powerful demigod would allow more than 20 powerful men from the holy realm to fall, and finally appear on the battlefield.

However, Saint Clinton's eyes were still fixed on the crypt lord Anub'arak, his eyes full of solemnity.

Obviously he understood that although he had severely damaged the opponent with the desperate attack of the sanctuary, he did not dare to be careless in the face of the crypt lord who had been famous for thousands of years.

Sure enough, on the huge wound on the back of the Crypt Lord, endless magic power gathered on it, quickly eliminating the damage caused by the divine power of light and healing quickly.

Seeing this, Saint Clinton did not dare to delay. On the sword of light in his hand, powerful light power gathered and slashed down directly.

The crypt lord looked at the attack of the same demigod and did not dare to be careless at all.

The spider legs kept waving, releasing a series of divine blades to attack.

The huge body seemed to transform into the sharpest assassin at this moment, flickering on the battlefield like a phantom.

When Saint Clinton saw this, a powerful divine power erupted, rendering ripples over the battlefield to resist the onslaught of the Crypt Lord.

The battle between demigods has completely transformed into a competition between divine domain and divine power.

Power continued to collide in the sky above the battlefield, and huge energy fields squeezed and exploded with each other.

Suddenly, splendor and powerful divine power became the last colors.

Yuan Wei stood on the hillside far away from the battlefield, with only longing for demigods and even gods in his heart.

Although the attacks from the holy realms just now were powerful and caused serious damage to the demigod lord, in the face of this attack, it seemed as if it was just a play between children.

The battle between the two demigods lasted for several hours, and the sky had already plunged into darkness.

But whether it is the two demigods or the remaining strong men from the holy realm below, the darkness cannot cover up their yearning and admiration for the battle of demigods.

However, as the battle continued, the injuries on the Crypt Lord became more serious. Continuous fighting made it impossible to replenish his divine power. His huge body became a huge target at this moment, and the damage continued to deepen.

And the aura of St. Clinton has also declined somewhat.

Human beings' physical and divine power levels are still far inferior to those of Warcraft, and they are extremely exhausted under the fierce confrontation.

Just after the two demigods exchanged blows, a figure in the shadow quietly appeared.

Dozens of shadow blades quietly shot at the Knights and Swordsmen of the Light Sanctuary who were healing on the ground.

The two demigods in the air reacted quickly and watched the sudden appearance with vigilance.

Saint Clinton shouted, and a huge light blade slashed down, blocking most of the shadow blades, but there were still more than ten flying shots to these holy areas.

For a moment, five strong men from the Holy Land of Light were cut in half. Although the remaining three managed to block it, they were vomited blood and flew away.

"Cackle" a seductive laugh resounded throughout the battlefield. A beautiful woman wearing black satin flew next to the two demigods, watching with interest the two strong men who had been fighting for a long time.

"It's you, it's you indeed!" A shrill voice sounded from the crypt lord's mouth. This demigod lord actually knew this strong female figure who suddenly appeared.

At this time, Saint Clinton also suddenly reacted, retracted the sword of light in his hand, stared at the opponent warily, and said word by word:

"It's your Excellency the Spider Goddess. I didn't expect you to dare to come here in person and interfere with the affairs of my Empire of Light."

This female demigod who suddenly appeared turned out to be one of the 13 gods who had entered the Aegean continent before, the superior god Spider Goddess.

The sudden change made Yuan Wei extremely horrified, and he worked harder to contain all his aura.

At this time, the spider goddess in the form of a saint also said softly:

“Under the glory of the God of Light, I really don’t dare to be presumptuous.

But the Holy See, which cannot rule the entire continent, is really a ridiculous existence. "

Seeing the mocking expression of the Spider Goddess, Saint Clinton felt resentful, but hesitant. He really couldn't figure out what the powerful god had in mind, so he could only concentrate on vigilance.

The crypt lord Anub'arak seemed to have some concerns and stopped attacking. Instead, he began to shrink his momentum and continuously absorbed magic power to restore himself.

At this time, the Spider Goddess’s eyes fell on the Crypt Lord, and she said sarcastically:

"A little crypt spider actually betrayed me after thousands of years of faith. How are you going to die today!"

"Hehehe," a hoarse voice emerged from the Crypt Lord's mouth, and he said with hatred:

"The power of the gods makes people surrender, but when it comes to their own lives, how can they be handed over to you, a god in the form of a saint!

Having abandoned many beliefs and the existence of the Kingdom of God, Your Excellency, the great Spider Goddess, how much strength do you still have?

It's better to give up this body happily and return to the embrace of the gods. "