"Boss, you cheat me!" Makajren burst into an astonishing scream. Unfortunately, it was too late to protest again.

Saf looked down at a pool of blood on the black stone ground, and his body swayed obviously, as if he would fall down at any time.

Although there were other teammates around her, no one went to support her. Not only did she not support her, she also deliberately stayed away, at least one meter away from her, leaving her empty around her.

"Hehe, hehe, hahahaha." A low laughter came from the mouth of the female swordsman with her head hanging down. The laughter became louder and louder. The moment she raised her head, the volume reached its peak, and the laughter became particularly loud and crazy.

Only then can people around you see that the female swordsman's pretty face was full of fierceness, and her blood-filled eyes were filled with fanaticism about killing. She didn't even need to speak, but just stood casually, so that others could smell the desire for blood from her.

Bent over and wiped the index finger from a pool of donating blood on the black stone. It was slender, always holding the pen's fingertips, covered with red blood. Slowly put the index finger in your mouth and sucked it carefully, and closed your eyes and enjoyed it to savor the familiar smell on the tip of your tongue.

The taste of Shur.

His eyes suddenly opened and he stared at Moria who was hiding away from him, with a vaguely crazy smile on his face.

"Yoyou, it's been a long time since we met." Moria tilted her head and waved her hand with a smile on her face.

"Long time no see." Wen Wan's voice did not change, but was much deeper: "Why do you have to be so far away? Let me see it when you get closer. You know my eyes are not very useful."

"Hey? I don't want it." Moria took two steps back, but said leisurely, "Every time you come out, the thing you want to do is kill Lisa and me, so I won't be fooled."

"Go." Savre curled his lips regretfully, his eyes swept across the faces of the shadow-trapping people, and even Kelly and the white wolf barking at her with his tail between them. His cold eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations, just like looking at a group of dead people. Only when they finally fell on Shuer's face did it change.

The female swordsman licked her red lips carefully, looking at Shuer as if she had seen the most delicious food, and her voice became much gentler: "Dear, who do you want me to kill? Are you these guys in the way? Or have you finally made up your mind to kill that deer?"

"It's them." Shur was indifferent to Suff's changes, and pointed to the undead who kept trying to rush into the position as usual. "There are many, be careful."

"The undead? I don't do it. There is no blood from the big pool, no despair wailing, and not even death. I don't want it." Saf said with a bit of madness, "It's okay to ask me to do it, I want to pay."

"Oh, tell me." Sighed deeply, and Shur showed a distressed look.

"I want you to treat me in the roughest way all night." The female swordsman was clearly smiling, but she looked extremely ferocious. "Remember, it's not to her, it's to me."

Pressing his forehead in a tangled manner, Shuer said with a headache: "We agreed before, but now is not the time."

"Go, that damn stupid woman, if I don't die if I die, I'll kill her long ago. Then keep the accounts first and don't think you can escape."

"Okay, well, keep accounts, keep accounts." I have kept so many accounts. When will I be honest and repay them, just wait.

"Hahahaha." Suffer laughed with satisfaction, holding the big sword in one hand, looking at his teammates who were in trouble, "Who is that unlucky?"

"Uh, it's me." The halfling reluctantly walked out from behind his teammate, raised his hand with a smirk, and said weakly, "It's me again."

"Hehehehe." Without saying a word of unnecessary nonsense, Saffa, who was laughing wildly, jumped high with a heavy sword, crossed seven or eight meters, ignored the existence of his position, and directly smashed into the groups of skeletons.

"Oh, I knew, boss, remember to help me with the completeness before collecting the body for me." The half-length man had a bitter face, left his last words in grief, and escaped into the shadow tragically.

"Ah hahaha." A skeleton burst out with a skeleton's sea of ​​joy. Amid the laughter, the giant sword rotated at a high speed, causing a storm of sword blades. The rotation speed was very fast. The body of the giant sword, which had dozens of kilograms, had disappeared, and only the spinning afterimage was left around the body. Even the sound of the wind brought by the giant sword could not be heard, and only the buzzing vibration sound could be heard.

With the sword blade storm like a meat grinder, the female swordsman in the rotation began to move around the undead group in circles. The solid bones were as fragile as glass in front of the sword blade storm, and they didn't even need to be touched directly. As soon as they approached the range of the sword blade storm, they were swept into the center of the storm by huge force, turning into countless broken bones and being sprayed out again.

The undead were not afraid of fear, and acted only by instinct. Saff, who was exposed to the position alone, became their most direct target, and rushed towards her one after another. This was exactly what she wanted. Of course, the more concentrated the enemy killed the more they were, the more they were, it was like a special thing tailor-made for now.

In the center of the skeleton tide, a blank area appeared, one skeleton after another was stirred into pieces, one undead fell down, and there was only a crazy woman who was spinning around in the center of the blank area, smiling like crazy.

"It's so satisfying to kill." No matter how powerful the skill is, there is a moment when it stops. Suff, who is spinning suddenly stops, and the sword penetrates deeply into the black stone. He smiles with a grim smile on his back, and he doesn't even think of his unprepared body.

Of course, the instincts of the undead would not miss such a good opportunity. As soon as the female swordsman stopped, the undead rushed towards her. More than ten sharp claws were chilling, as if they were trying to dismember the unprepared female swordsman.

Unfortunately, a breeze blew past the dead.

The black dagger was dull and with only a breeze, it gently stroked the gap between the cervical vertebra of each skeleton. The dark energy connecting the bones and joints was easily cut off. Five or six shriveled lizard heads rolled to the ground. The undead who had lost his head was in chaos. Subconsciously lying on the ground to look for the skull. The same kind behind was naturally affected and was constantly tripped by the skeletons in the front row. As a result, more and more undead fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.

"Happy." After the brief recovery, Saf pulled out the sword from the black stone again and rushed forward against the large group of skeletons. The giant sword opened and closed, and each movement was full of power, which was completely different from the battle method that originally won by speed.

"We can't fall behind either." Confirm that the two teammates in the enemy group had no loopholes in their cooperation, Shuer then with confidence retracted his gaze and looked back at his battlefield. The space in the cracks between the tree planting troughs was not large. Mobak tried his best to defend one end. The huge skeleton Selen temporarily defended the other end under the control of Militi. The relatively fragile ranged professions were very safe in the middle. Many undead had fallen into the tree planting trough and were trying hard to climb up. However, the vertical and smooth walls were not so easy to climb up.

"Execute missions, Sailun, transfer."

Shuer twisted his body and passed by Seren, blocking the passage behind him. The liberated skeleton Seren raised his head and let out a silent roar. He simply jumped into the tree planting trough next to him, taking advantage of his body shape to launch a trampling attack on the undead below.

After stomping for a few times, the explosion of magic also sounded. In the empty environment, the elemental mage could finally exert all its strength unscrupulously. The flames and the elements of the earth roared, showing their long-accumulated power.

The fire is dazzling and the dust is flying.

The dazzling firelight covered the strangeness on the ground.

Shuer stood at the end of the black stone ground, and there was endless black sand ahead. The undead stepped on the black sand and launched a steady siege, but he blocked them one by one. Just between the continuous attack and defense, several thick and long roots spiraled out from the sand, poked into the bodies of the undead from bottom to top, drilled out from the top of their heads, and penetrated them on the roots.

The attack was successful, and the roots threw the undead on it and retracted it back into the ground. After a few seconds, the roots soared into the sky again, and several undead fell into the trap and turned into spoils hanging on the roots.

"The tree planting trough on the left, Militi, pay attention to suppressing." With Moria's help, Shure's pressure was reduced a lot, and he could have more energy to observe the battle situation. "Mia, the rear is temporarily safe, concentrate the firepower in the front first, try to clear the enemy on one side first."

"Mobak, you suddenly became a little forward. Take two steps back to relieve stress, pay attention to retaining your physical strength and energy. Who knows if there will be any other situation."

Indeed, the situation in the projection of another world is changing, and teams often consume their strength in a battle. As a result, they are unable to fight due to excessive consumption in the encounter that follows, which ultimately leads to unnecessary loss of personnel. Therefore, retaining energy is an important thing that every mature team must pay attention to.

"Shuer, this won't work." The voice of the undead mage suddenly came from behind, "There's a problem."

"explain."

"The undead here are completely different from those of our Pavatiga, they do not have soul fire."

"Tell me clearly." Swimming the hammer to smash the skull of an undead, Shuer frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice?" Militi said hurriedly, "Our battle looks smooth, but in fact there is not much progress at all, and the enemy has not decreased much."

"Huh?" Wake up by a word, Shuer looked at the battlefield carefully. After a charge and a few minutes of defensive battle, especially after the two main attackers Sav and Mia attacked them with all their hearts, the number of undead should have been reduced by at least half, but in fact, the number of enemies on the battlefield is no less than three hundred, and the results achieved are less than a quarter.

What's the situation?

With doubts, Shur deliberately stared at a few undead who originally thought they would die and found the problem. Even though he smashed the skull and destroyed the container of the skeleton carrying the soul fire, they were still not dead. They picked up their broken heads and put them on their cervical spine, and joined the battle again.
Chapter completed!