I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

The screeching from the black smoke in the air was in tune with the roar of the undead. Fei Xi knelt on the ground and dragged Ussi's neck to prevent the blood gushing from his mouth and nose from choking himself. The red blood bottle in his hand was useless at all. In order to use it, Egil's transparent tentacles can only be used to restore blood volume.

Tina drew her ax and roared, calling the dwarves to her side.

"Stay here and don't run around. Go to a safe place when the time is right." Tina put on the helmet, leaving Fei Xi and Egil running back.

Egil threw out a water rose and pinned it to Tina's armor, looked at the distant figure and raised his eyebrows: "She is really my hero."

Fei Xi stared at the blood streak above Ussi's head hovering on the edge of the bottom line, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's going on, it was fine just now."

The transparent tentacles almost covered Ussi's whole body, and Egil slowly squatted down and stroked the priest's chest, showing a heavy expression on his smiling face just now.

"My friend, his condition is not very good. The undead broke free from the suppression of the dark element and indirectly injured his body. In addition, he seems to have used some kind of sacrifice spell."

Egil pointed to the entangled black and white in the sky, and said in a low voice: "Although the lady saint used to be an ordinary person, she has the physique of a demigod. If this continues, his vitality will be slowed down." Drain slowly."

Fei Xi was startled, the earth elements began to gather around him, and the vague dragon shape began to appear again.A yellow light flashed in the magician's black eyes, and he asked softly, "If you let him terminate the spell, it will be fine, right?"

"Although I said so, I think the priest has his reasons for keeping Luciferia." Egil said.

Fei Xi frowned, and looked down at Wu Xi who was basically wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis in his arms.

The priest no longer vomited blood, and black tears no longer flowed from his closed eyes, but his face was pale and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

Fei Xi reached out and slapped his face, but there was no response.

He sank down, pinched Ussi's face hard with his hands, and then pinched his nostrils, but the priest still didn't respond.The blood on his face was a little less, and he looked like he was about to kick his legs to see the dear goddess.

Egil kindly reminded: "Your Excellency the Magician, it is best to keep the priest asleep now, if he wakes up..."

"If he can't wake up, he really won't be able to wake up." Fei Xi scratched his hair a little irritably: "Damn it, this kind of person should write all his thoughts on paper."

Suddenly, Fei Xifu felt his heart, and let Egil's tentacles blocking Ussi's ears withdraw, and gently approached his ears.

"Wake up, don't sleep, there is a bug in the page you wrote.

"Ho-"

Ussi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, the blood strips on his head that had recovered a little with difficulty fell off again.

"Fart, where is there a bug in my page?"

Fei Xi was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and took two seconds to wipe his face: "Grass, it really works."

For a while, both of them fell silent because of the conditioned reflex to the bug.

Humble, really too humble.

"Excellent." Egil applauded, interrupting their contemplation: "But now I think we have more important things to deal with."

Fei Xi grabbed Uxi and said, "You are about to be sucked dry by that big lady in the sky, tell me what you need to replenish your kidneys, and my brother will find it for you right away."

Ussi held Fei Xi's hand: "Give me the little half of the godhead in your ring."

Fei Xi was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

"Replenishing the kidney." Uxi rolled his eyes: "The undead got rid of my suppression, and I need that little half of the godhead to compensate for the loss of the undead's emotion."

Without even thinking about it, Feixi took out half of the godhead from the ring and stuffed it into Ussi's mouth: "Then eat it quickly."

"My friend, you are the most generous person I have ever met." Egil sighed.

The godhead gave it as he said, and he began to believe that this magician is really an envoy sent by the goddess.

Fei Xi watched Ussi swallow the godhead, and asked cautiously: "How is it? Is it better? This is just taken out of Sia's body, fresh and warm."

Wu Xi choked, took a big gulp from the blood bottle in his hand, the blood bar on the top of his head finally filled up, and he sighed: "If I just choked to death, I will never let you go."

Fei Xi shook his eyes with his hand: "Can you still see?"

"I can't see people temporarily, but I can see light and darkness." Wu Xi blinked his dark eyes, suddenly turned his head to look at the roof beside him, and shouted at the half-blood elf who was staring here: "Olier, go Where you should go, His Majesty needs your help."

Olier didn't move, but there was a scorching temperature from the curse mark on Fei Xi's ankle, reminding him what happened to the other party of the contract.

Roland and Windsor had already rushed into the pile of undead. The earl's white hair was polluted by blood and splashed body fluids, his red eyes became redder because of the killing, and his body, which could not be exposed to direct sunlight, was like a fish in water on the cloud-covered battlefield.

Windsor followed behind him, the strings in his hand played passionate music, and the drawn dagger cut off the heads of the approaching undead. The light element surrounded him, and stretched out to wrap around Roland's red rapier from time to time.

"Be careful, Lord Earl. Your sword alone can't make these undead sleep willingly." Windsor chopped off the arm of the undead and pressed it against Roland's back: "Don't stay too far away from me, or if you die, I will die too." implicated by the contract."

Roland sneered: As long as you didn't do it, the creatures here are not qualified to take my life. "

The two paused for a moment, and then rushed to the undead in front of them again. After killing all these undead creatures, they still had enough time to settle their grievances.

However, the undead roared and seemed to have no end. Yilin used his sword to split the bodies of one after another undead in front of him, and tried his best to get closer to Tyranne behind.

The bite with the dark breath had no effect on him. The dark elements that roared and wanted to tear him apart could only surround him but could do nothing. They could only rely on the endless undead to stop his progress.

Ilyin was about to be overwhelmed by the undead, and he was suffocated by the smell that had been buried and fermented for 500 years. He raised his sword to hold another undead that opened his mouth, and his hideous face reminded him of being refined into a ghoul. six close friends.

The hilt in his hand was clenched tightly, and Wang's sword was swung with all his strength, but was entangled again by the undead.The sudden pain in his shoulder made him realize that the teeth of these undead seemed to be harder than he thought.

Hot blood dripped down his sleeves, and the undead surrounding him seemed to be more excited, and the force of the impact became more ferocious.

But immediately, the roar of excitement turned into screams.The ground began to vibrate non-stop, as if it had opened its mouth wide to devour the undead.

The black shadow rose from the ground, tearing apart the corpses around Yilin, and the precise arrows passed by Yilin's body, hitting the dead who were about to pounce.

Uxi was wrapped in black, and the small half of the godhead in his body seemed to have infinite power, enough to be driven by him.The black shadows on the ground surrounded the entire battlefield, but the darkness in the sky was gradually compressed by the more intense white light.

The red eyes on the face of the black mist stared at the saint whose black eyes were gradually receding in front of her, and asked her sharply why she was not dead.

Luciferia lowered her head and glanced at the priest wrapped in black shadows, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar power in her body, she blinked: "I think I'm already dead."

The saint once again raised the platinum intertwined staff, and the thunderbolts all over the sky illuminated Sia's face.

"It's just that before I sleep forever, I need to take back my godhead."

Standing in the air, Fei Xi finally found that golden yellow that he was looking for, which was unique in the deadly battlefield.Immediately the magician approached his king, waving his staff.

Tyrann looked up at the magician who descended from the sky. His black hair and black eyes were exactly the same as the goddess Saile who had been sung on the mainland for thousands of years.He raised the bone sword in his hand, but put it down after aiming at the magician.

"God..."

The undead around him fell, and Yilin shook off the corpse that was trying to pull his ankle, and heard a familiar voice calling from above his head.

His star fell from the sky and came down to him.

"Dawning Star." Yilin wanted to take off his helmet, but Fei Xi held down his hand.

Fei Xi: "Be vigilant on the battlefield, my lord."

The staff in the magician's hand didn't stop because of his arrival, the sound of chanting the spell sounded again, the cracks on the ground that devoured the undead began to connect and deepen, and the deep roar echoed, but as Fei Xi Raise your hands and walk away.

Clapping both hands together, the huge cracks on the ground closed tightly, and the sound of system reminders kept ringing in his ears, but Fei Xi didn't have the energy to look for a response from it.

The magic power was surrounded by the dizziness that took time, but the swollen face was also fattening, and the parents had to come to find the place when the child was bitten.

Feixi inserted his staff and looked directly at Tyranne in the distance: "Since they are undead, they should sleep underground forever, and the peace of the living should not be disturbed."

His figure was shaking a little, and Yilin quietly supported the magician's waist from behind and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have come here, Venus."

"This is my mission, Your Majesty." Fei Xi straightened her back and said softly, "I came here for you, and protecting you is my mission."

Tina wiped the blood off her face, and gave Fei Xi a thumbs up: "Nice job, Mr. Magician."

Ussi's black eyes stared at the newly closed ground, and his frown did not loosen: "Don't be too happy, they are not willing to be buried just like this."

"There is a ballad at the border." Tyrann approached on a bone horse and stopped at the dividing line on the ground: "The soldiers who died in the battle of Dragon Tide were even buried in the ground. When the horn blows, Even if turned into bones, they will rise from the ground."

Tyrann smiled and raised an old horn in his hand to his mouth.

Fei Xi's heart trembled, and he waved the staff in his hand to mobilize the earth element to open the little conch horn that was about to blow.

But the general had already blew it, but just after the sound was suppressed by the thunder, a cloud of black smoke fell from the sky in front of Tyranne, and the white-haired saint stepped on Sia, A pair of eyes almost covered in black looked at Tyranl.

"You're next, General Tyranre."

Tailaner looked at the blood-covered saint, and suddenly laughed for two seconds: "Luciferia, you have found the wrong person. I have nothing to do with the temple from beginning to end."

"Did you say so? Sia."