.Because of the above series of difficulties, the large-scale militarization application of teleportation spells is currently subject to considerable restrictions.

However, for Samast at this moment, these restrictions seem insignificant - first, his subordinates are almost all undead, and they are already dead guys, and the health damage caused by using portals is meaningless to them; secondly, the army of undead that appeared in Tongbes Port, some of the powerful elites arrived not far away in the suburbs and villages a few hours ago, and were lurking in rest and on standby. The other relatively low-level cannon fodder mainly relies on direct summoning on the spot. The energy consumed by teleporting them is not too much, and the cost is relatively limited, at least within the range of bearable.

Of course, since the portal was directly opened on the battlefield where artillery fire was in full swing, it would inevitably be hit by the opponent's key attacks - in fact, Feili was doing this. In the first time of the change, naval guns, field guns, rockets, attack magic, and purifying magic. He never forgot to greet the portals, which was more flexible than cutting wheat with a sickle - but he still couldn't resist this thing: the Dragon Witch Cult was spared no effort, and at the same time, almost one thousand portals were opened. Even though nearly half of the fierce firepower was eliminated before the teleportation was completed, the remaining undead were still enough to completely submerge the poor miscellaneous army near the dock.

Samast, the leader of the Dragon Witch Sect, has always been known for his indifference to his subordinates' lives and death. In order to achieve the suddenness of the attack and prevent the servants serving the magic goddess from escaping, in his eyes, the current casualties are basically within a reasonable range.

However, for Feili, who had no money at hand, the first three axes of the Dragon Witch Cult, which were purely tentative, had already caused him a lot of losses - unlike the only zombies and demon soul corpses under General Oukai's command, the undead army that Samaster dispatched this time was mixed with many powerful high-end products. It was definitely not easy to deal with just the holy water, holy emblem and silver-plated bullets.

Ghouls are said to have been transformed from humans, more or less retaining human body shape and minimum intelligence, but they are definitely much ugly - mottled and rotten skin is wrapped in clearly visible bones, their eyes are flashing red like hot coal, and they carry strong toxins all over their body. Any creature bitten or scratched by them will be immediately paralyzed, and only the elves can be immune to this toxin.

Moreover, just like their names, the ghouls are obviously rotten undead, but they have a good stomach and intestines, eager to tear the flesh and blood of all living things, and can maintain their bodies, heal their wounds and enhance their strength by eating corpses. Therefore, this thing is quite resistant to fighting. As long as it cannot be fatal in one blow, it will quickly recover by eating corpses. There is always no shortage of dead corpses on the battlefield. In addition, the ghouls can also transform corpses into their own kind. Fortunately, this transformation process is quite slow, and it takes about four days, otherwise the degree of suppression may not be as good as the proliferation.

Mummies, that is, anti-corrosive mummies wrapped under layers of linen and carefully made with various high-end spices. Although they are slightly worse in appearance, they are actually known as vampires and lichs, crossing the boundaries of life and death with their own power, rather than being passively manipulated by necromancers, and one of the "uncle nobles" with independent consciousness and powerful strength. These top undeads who actively give up their bodies are not only strong in their bodies and infinitely powerful. They often retain the ability to use magic. The only fatal weakness is that they are very afraid of fire... Under the harsh sun of the tropical equator, they are easier to deal with than ghouls - after all, the "main job" of the mummy is just to guard the tomb...

The Pale Lord, a branch of the Necromancer unique to the Dragon Witch Sect, is the biggest feature of the body's undead, that is, through surgery and transplantation, the use of various demonized undead organs to replace their own flesh and blood bodies, thereby gaining various powerful abilities. However, in essence, they are barely living people, so they are not afraid of being punished. The biggest side effect is that the Necromancer itself becomes neither human nor ghost, and grows bone spurs, tentacles and many other strange things, like alien monsters. Generally speaking, only those who are crazy in pursuit of power will ruin their own bodies like this... Fortunately, under the "wise leadership" of Lord Samaster, the most lacking in the Dragon Witch Sect is madman.

The Evil Dragon Assistant, another branch of the undead mage unique to the Dragon Witch Cult, is theoretically more powerful than the Pale Legator. He occupies a leading position in the organization and is specifically responsible for entering into a cooperation contract with an evil dragon or a dragon lich. In a sense, it is equivalent to a dragon knight... and it is also a genuine product that truly convinces the dragon through its own strength. Fortunately, there are not many people in the entire Dragon Witch Cult. The ones who appear on the battlefield of Tongbes Port are just a few half-baked men who control zombie dragons or bone dragons, or "interns" - but this is already shocking enough.

Because the most powerful fat lich Owo and the female vampire professor Rebeca must fight Samast with all their strength and have no time to clone. Therefore, the backbone of the Dragon Witch Cult can only allow candidates Fili, Strategy Goddess Priest Renee, Big Druid Winnie, Succubus Red Shield, and other minor generations to take over.

As for those huge zombie skeletons, although they look equally ferocious and terrifying, they are actually not a little bit inferior in terms of strength. Generally speaking, as long as they are fully equipped, ammunition is abundant, and with artillery fire cover and fortifications, ordinary soldiers are actually enough to deal with it.

But the problem is that as a group of mercenaries who fight just to make money, the ronin warriors of the Kuroshima family have always bullied the weak and feared the strong, and are unwilling to lose their own capital for the giant bear army that is not related to it. After a long journey and a series of fierce battles, the remnants of the Inca army have reached their limits and are already unsustainable and have no intention of fighting again.

Feili knew very well what his army was like, so from the beginning of the emergence of the undead army, he ordered the Xiangrui to put down all the boats and rafts while organizing artillery fire to retreat to the ship as soon as possible.

In addition, he personally led a small number of flying magicians to continuously bomb and snipe from the air. He tried his best to eliminate those enemy soldiers who had survived the shelling, so as to try his best to stop the progress of the undead and ensure the safe evacuation of all the remnants of the defeated generals.

However, judging from the current situation, even the task of covering retreat seems to be difficult to complete smoothly.

"...Oh my god, there are at least twenty mummies gathered in this city, two pale lords, three evil dragon servants, two skull dragons, and one zombie dragon! There are at least a few thousand ghouls, 30,000 to 50,000 zombies or skeletons... It's really a ghost, this battle can't be fought at all!"

Looking at the undead frenzy that seemed to be coming from the sea, Feili's forehead was sweating and his hands and feet were weak. He almost started to sway. As a level 14 alchemist, he didn't have many magic tricks to memorize every day. When fighting alone, he could maintain it for a while, but when he faced a large number of enemies, he seemed a little overwhelmed - how many cannon fodder can he kill with just twenty or thirty magic every day?

As the most important meteor token, he has repeatedly released a wave of positive energy, and has completely declared a strike due to excessive consumption. At least it cannot be used until tomorrow. There are still some other powerful magic weapons, but they are not very suitable for eliminating the undead. Moreover, Feili is also worried about whether his mental power can be supported after being exhausted after a long battle. The more powerful the magic weapon is, the higher the requirements for the user's mental tenacity, and the more terrifying the price of backlash caused by failure of operation... it is even possible to die on the spot!

As for the other Naserier's army mages, the situation is only half a dozen compared to Feili, and there are casualties one after another... To describe it in a simple sentence, Feili is almost out of breath.

On the other hand, the ground front, which was made up of two strands of defeated generals, was already a relatively thin force, but was broken through and disintegrated by the dead and wounded undead. The powerful army of tens of thousands of undead finally roared to the coast, submerged the soldiers who were still waiting for the ferry near the dock, and cut them into isolation for several sections. The part of the army ordered to set up a defense to prevent the attack had no way to retreat after the line of defense collapsed, so they had to rely on it.

The remaining buildings barely formed several bag-shaped positions, like isolated islands in the flood, and were struggling in the sea of ​​undead. Although Renee had already instructed the old black dragon Sherlock Holmes to try to save people (a bit like an American soldier looking at a helicopter), it can only be said to be doing their best: the enemy's bone dragon and zombie dragon have begun to clear these "islands". In this short last moment, how many rounds and rounds can Holmes fly?

The most numerous scattered soldiers were also frightened in front of the undead, thinking about escaping desperately, and were now forced to crowd on a narrow pier. They cried and shouted, scrambling for sampans and rafts, and even hugged a wooden board and jumped into the water to swim. At the entrance of the pier, a large group of zombies were already surrounded by zombies, staring at them. It was just a wall of fire built by a large number of fire bombs that barely kept them from moving forward. All the evil undead creatures were basically afraid of fire.

However, at best, this firewall can only have a little effect on the lowest level of the undead. In the eyes of the more advanced powerful undead, it is basically no different from the knee-high bamboo fence on the edge of the flower bed... In order to save more than 400 landslide soldiers who are still stranded on the trestle, Feili and his group of "second-rate strong men" had to grit the bullet and gather behind the firewall to act as the last line of defense.

"Ahem, you're right. The number of enemies is indeed terrifying, but there is nothing we can do about it. Who said that so many people have died in this ghost place recently? The 'raw materials' for summoning zombies and skeletons is so rich, ahhh..."

Taking advantage of the gap between the two sides facing each other through the fire wall, Renee coughed violently with a twisted face, while casually taking Feili's words. Not far from her, all kinds of hot ashes and debris were flying all over the sky with the orange-red flames, making her feel very uncomfortable. Even the dazzling red head was covered with a thick layer of ashes, which looked a little dim.

"Be careful, something has come over!"

The Success Magician's red shroud suddenly shouted, interrupting the gossip between the two. Perhaps because she lived in the infinite abyss with extremely harsh environmental conditions all year round, and her adaptability was relatively strong. Even though the surroundings were smoke and howling, she still maintained her keen observation ability, and calmly showed the enemy situation in advance, warning her companions.

However, the red shroud was not the first to react, and some people had a sharper observation than her... However, the guy who first appeared to be broken through the fire wall did not expect to notify his companions, so he roared and pounced on him.
Chapter completed!