What a bro!

A black grain, like a rain, is poured into the army of the undead from a height.

“Everyone, use dispersal magic!”The old battle mage hastened to release a dispersing mantra for himself, this disgusting odor made him want to vomit, but unfortunately to disperse the mantra in his body, the stink or do not die to drill into the nose.

Disgusting, smelling!

He wanted to give a few valid orders, and saw the sudden rise of the green mist in the White Bone Army, and suddenly he was stunned.

The Plague!

I thought of the best product in Emerald Ridge, the plague skeleton.

“Everyone, hold your breath!”

Quickly smash the nearest skeleton into a shatter, the body quickly moved closer to the center, and in the white-bone corps and Lee tremor, there was no chance of winning.

“The King!”Now the only thing that can get out of this disgusting situation is by the king of the Caucasus.

Roland's gloomy face, although he did not fight with the Necromantur, it was not the situation in this situation.

So far, he has not really had a straight hand with Li tremor, and if he knows this, he would rather twist Li tremor's neck at the beginning.

“No, Cato, be careful!”There was a cry in the thick fog of black and green, but it was too late, and the red and bronze blood exploded like fireworks in the White Bone Army.

Through the thick fog that was slightly dispelled, everyone saw that the body of a combat mage was being bitten by a skeleton that looked like a hound.

It may be that the combat mage's physique is too strong, the skull can not be torn to pieces, flesh and blood like a cloth, in the white bone army at will tear.

A little more horror and disgusting.

“Li Shit, you... fuck it!”Even the quiet old battle mage, at this moment can not help, the death of the copper stick, the skeleton in front of the eyes to smash, quickly approaching Li tremor.

Li trembling head a little embarrassed, when he saw that a sprint of blood, the cells in the body suddenly excited, for the blood, he seems to have an instinctive desire.

It’s better to release the self that belongs to him in the body.

People have two sides, the more suppressing the character on one hand, the more terror the other character releases.

“Is there one?”

He admires the battle mage, but now he has no sympathy, and the greatest charm of the game of hunting may be the bloody massacre.

If Roland leaves Emerald Ridge quietly, perhaps he will not be opposed to the battle mage.

But now, no if.

Take out an empty glass bottle and throw it directly into the army of the undead.

Hip!

The boiling black and green smoke was like a catalyst, rolling more and more, and the fallen battle mage failed to devour the clean body, and at this time it quickly withered.

Touched!

A skeleton rushed to the combat mage and exploded into a fiery red fragment.

There should be little damage to the debris impact, but now left a little red marks on the red copper skin.

Explosion skeleton, one of the first skeleton products launched by Li tremor.

The combat mage did not care, on the contrary, the pain made his fighting spirit continue to soar, and constantly shouting, as if to break through the thick fog.

“My hand.”The combat mage shouted that the skin of the original red copper was withered quickly, and the strong cones of the hardened was completely dry meat without a little water, and before it could speak, the whole body had dried up quickly.

“The dead bacillus!”

The old battle mage did not want to mention the name, but it was just a masterpiece of the dead bacillus.

Can't be hurt!

This army of the dead is a prison of impenetrable wind.

The dead bacillus, in this cage like a fish in the water, suddenly the old battle mage thought of another germ.

The Black Death!

Suddenly feel the body inexplicably hot, although this kind of heat will not take life, but as a divine step, the body is already a little abnormal.

The outbreak of the Necrot bacteria is not rapid, but the effect is longer and the effect is more secretive.

"I can't get the Black Death."The old combat mage reminded himself that the more he was worried, the more he was afraid of something.

Three!

A blink of an eye, three battle mages are killed by abruptly corrosive skeleton.

The God Level!

The essence of the savage family, but now it is like a cow and sheep being killed by a skeleton.

The endless inescapable skeletons made the old fight swear to feel the despair.

How ridiculous it is to let a god level despair, but at this time it really happened to himself.

Through the broken bone sewn of the undead soldiers, he saw the thin figure in the black robe, and he never put the tremor of Li in his eyes.

No matter how he shines in the wasteland, no matter how active he is in the emerald test, there is no divine scale, Li tremor will always be an ant.

But now, the sudden outpouring of the army of the dead, but they are trapped in the land of death.

“The King!”The old battle mage again pleaded, "Our squads cannot run out here."He is the truth, control of the whole of Isengard not only requires a supreme existence, but also a real level of God.

Thirteen!

This number has touched the bottom line of the old battle mage, and the barbaric strong cannot fall.

"Li tremor, let them go, I take back what I just said, our well water will not break the river."Roland's face was calm, although he still could not see a little consternation in his face at this moment, it seemed that he was still in his control.

The voice was in the ear, it should be a secret, Li trembling clearly, Roland's bottom line was far from unearthing, and the monarchy was obviously not controlled by an army of undead.

Moreover, Li tremor is not a true undead monarch.

To be able to control the army of the dead, on the one hand, it is to use the spiritual strength left by Ozu and countless bone meal, on the other hand, it is Li tremors unique summoning talent of the undead.

It is obviously impossible to rely on these and Roland.

Letting Roland go, perhaps, is the best result.

No!

Li tremor shook his head, Roland was completely hungry wolf, and a step back to the other side would be pressed.

Since he has torn his face, can he live in peace, even if Roland can keep his promise, but Li tremor likes charity, even if there is hope, but also rely on his own strength to fight for.

What others give you will easily take away from you.

This is an unchangeable reason.

At least he still has the initiative to look at the White Bone Army, and he may be able to take risks.

"Tenip, get started."No one noticed that Li's tremor ear angle with a sound-sounding gemstone, gave orders, turned and walked directly to the white bone altar, standing in the center.

Hm!

The whole altar shook.

“The boss.”Jie cried hard, his voice was very small, the memory was very vague, he had been completely assimilated by the whole altar.

“Li Trembling!”Nolan screamed sharply, wishing to tear Li’s tremorous ear skin, desperately fanning his wings to break free and powerless.

Matt crunted in front of the altar, not talking, just viciously staring at Lee tremors, the remaining memories still to remember the hate forever.

All things are hidden from this altar.

Remembering, anger, hatred, and disappearing, the three men are already a magic crystal tool without wisdom, exactly like the twelve totem poles.

Tenepp respectfully walked to the position where the old battle was sworn to kneel, and fell directly to the ground, in front of him a complex parchment scroll.

Hm!

Seeing the parchment scroll for a moment, Roland suddenly felt a fear that had never been seen before, and it seemed that an impenetrable rule was hanging over the emerald ridge.

Tenep knelt before the altar like a slave, crept on the ground, and read it religiously.

"God, it's time for you to wake up."

“Wake up, I have prepared for you something great.”

“God, wake up.”

Tenip's voice was not very loud, but the whole of the Emerald Ridge seemed to be singing the sacrificial song.

Sacrifice.

Roland opened his eyes, how familiar with this spell, Li Zhenshag actually wanted to sacrifice himself, ridiculous, he is what, even if the ozu did not dare to sacrifice so.

The sound of Cotnep’s sacrifice appeared in his ear like a mantra, continuously.

“Wake up, God, I have prepared a good breakfast for you.”

The voice was very light, and Roland suddenly looked into the distance, not only the voice of Tenep, but also the whole Emerald Ridge singing this sacrificial song.

“Wake up, you have to enjoy it, God, I have prepared a rich dinner for you!”

Roland felt more and more strange, not the whole Emerald Ridge, but the whole wasteland.

“Come to a happy feast, wake up.”

Tenepp's voice was very light, but the whole continent seemed to fall completely into the echo.

The Immortal!

Roland kept telling himself that his eyes were like stars, straight into the distance.

The eyes of the stars!

You can see through all the falsehoods!

The illusion is hidden from him!

The magical kingdom of the altar, a mysterious figure bowed to the ground, and each family laid a canvas paper with a cross-eyed eye.

They are!Praying!