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Four hundred and ninetieth seventh. Death battle

497. Death battle

Skeletons are immune to most elemental magic, and the thunder element is even more immune. The power grid sprinkled by Tenix has no effect on them at all.

But the holy light body is different. The energy body is the most sensitive to all elemental magic attacks, but is not very sensitive to physical attacks. Each has its own advantages. How to expand one's own advantages and grasp the enemy's disadvantages can greatly affect the results of the battle.

A small number of low-level holy light bodies directly transformed into nothingness in the violent power grid. However, most of the ones falling to the ground were higher-level holy light bodies above tenth level. Lightning could only weaken their power, but could not cause fatal damage to them.

Tennis just wanted to declare his arrival in this way, and he did not expect much results. After casting the lightning storm, his body fell like a meteorite and rushed to the ground at high speed. Before his body could land, his right hand had already clenched into a fist, and the explosive lightning formed a bright ball of light on his fist.

Tenix's target was a huge holy light body supporting the cross light shield in front of the light column. It was nearly twenty meters tall, but it was a little shorter than Tenix. Seeing the giant skeleton pounced down fiercely, a hint of hesitation flashed in the holy light body's eyes.

Only the higher-level holy light body will have such rich expression changes, especially in front of enemies that are enough to threaten his life.

But he did not retreat after all. Perhaps it was his pious faith or his concern for being unable to resurrect. The holy light body with hesitation flashed in his eyes, but his feet were nailed to the ground like nails.

The fist wrapped in explosive lightning was printed on the light shield, and the dazzling energy attack light flashed, illuminating the entire battlefield.

When the aftermath of the first energy collision had not yet dissipated, the second wave exploded immediately. In the strong light, only a huge skeleton was vaguely seen pressing on the light shield, and his fists were like rain, slamming on the light shield continuously.

The sixth muffled sound, and the strong light converged, and the figures of Tanix and the Holy Light Body appeared. Tanix did not stop and his seventh punch was printed on the face of the Holy Light Body.

Each punch carried violent thunder power, which directly knocked out the entire head of the Holy Light Body. On the eighth stroke, Tennis changed to a punch, and his fist hit the body of the Holy Light Body, and the body without a head exploded and splashed.

The whole process only took half a second. Within half a second, Tenix burst out eight punches with all his might and smashed a twelfth-level holy light body. More than a dozen companions who were protecting this holy light body lost their cover.

But all those who enter the death world are high-level holy light bodies, not weak people who need protection. While the holy light body that supports the shield is broken, a dazzling light fills Tennis's entire vision, and the vast sacred power turns into a sharp sword and pierces its chest.

Lightning was protecting Tanix. The sword of Judgment turned into a sacred force hit the lightning shield. Tanix, who was as high as thirty meters, was directly slashed away by the sword.

More than a dozen tiny golden skeletons were on all sides and rushed up like hunting beasts. These holy light bodies that had lost their protection were suddenly trapped in a battle and could not take advantage of the victory.

Gris's thoughts enveloped the battlefield. Although the whole scene was chaotic, it was orderly in chaos. A discerning person could see at a glance that the chaos was the Holy Light Body, and the undead creatures advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, always maintaining a certain rhythm. As a result, the battle loss ratio of the two sides of the war was incredibly maintained at one to one ratio.

This is a very incredible thing. Most of the undead people dispatched were skeletons who had just been promoted to the golden level. Only Ethel, a purple gold skeleton who had just been promoted to the Lord of Death, had not yet transformed into purple, and a thunderous bone stronger than the new Lord of Death.

Except for the ten twelve-level holy light bodies, the rest are all above the tenth level. In other words, each holy light body is at the level of the great rule.

Although the situation of the great rule is a little special, there is no difference between them in the basic power. In other words, each body of holy light is almost the strength of a quasi-demigod.

However, these quasi-demigod-level holy light bodies were consumed one to one under the beating of a bunch of golden skeletons.

Although this is related to terrain, the number of holy light bodies transmitted by the light column for a period of time is limited, but there are tens of thousands of golden skeletons around the light column, and each holy light body has to face several enemies at the same time. In particular, the surroundings are full of death breath, which inhibits their power.

But the bigger reason is because of Gris' command. Under his command, all the skeletons' advances and retreats have a scale and rhythm, and they will not squeeze into a pile or spread out in a circle. The enemies that are particularly difficult to deal with are allowed to be solved by Ethel and Tenix.

Under his command, the undead creatures only dispatched the golden skeletons and blocked the Holy Light Army firmly under the pillar of light.

"King..." Beside Gris, a lich looked at Gris with a eager look. Without saying a word, the raging fighting spirit in his eyes was enough to express his meaning. Purple light flashed from time to time in his eyes.

Not only this lich, but also the hundreds of lich undead and black warriors around Gris, all staring at Gris with the same thoughts and eyes. Each of these undead creatures was uncontrollably emitting a trace of purple flame or electric light.

This is a manifestation of the uncontrollable power of mourning. These undead creatures are all the lords of mourning.

Among the more than 500 undead creatures, only more than 420 have successfully upgraded, and the rest are still immersed in the soul illusion. There is no way to get out without understanding it.

These 420 newborn mourning lords, who mastered the power they had always dreamed of, wanted to find the target to test their new power immediately. The holy light bodies in front of them were the most suitable targets. Seeing those low-level golden skeletons fighting fiercely, these newborn mourning lords could not bear it.

Gris shook his head. It was not a suitable opportunity yet. The realm of the Lord of Death has a huge range. The newly promoted Lord of Death is not as good as Samurson in his heyday. Therefore, even if all these Lord of Death are sent to the court, the effect will actually be much greater.

Key forces need to be used in key areas, and only in this way can they play the greatest role.

In the void, the bridge of aurora constantly spits out beams of light, and the holy light body continues to go to the front line.

Although the battle situation in the plane was very unfavorable to the Holy Light Army, there was a steady stream of reinforcements, and neither Galena nor Rodmas looked hesitant at all.

"Babru, Helsin, Crad..." Galena's cold tone kept ringing in the void, and teams of holy light bodies whose names were pointed to flew into the light column without looking back.

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