Although I have seen it more than once, the Astart in front of me is different from the ones Fionai had encountered. They contain a large number of subspace poisons that he cannot understand.
It is this kind of thing, no matter how superb scientific knowledge the fearful deceased has, it is the only thing that cannot be detected, and it is a power that their ancestors have never mastered. It is a disaster for the ancients. In a sense, all weapons of the fearful deceased were created to fight against this power.
"Damn it! Kill it!!"
Seeing a warrior die tragically, Tzuran raised the long skull staff with a blade in his hand, and a powerful evil force spread all over the world. The mortals who had been kneeling on the ground before turned red with their eyes, roaring and picking up their weapons, and rushing towards the alien enemy that had previously scared them.
At the same time, the ten Phantom Warriors also raised their arms at the same time, and their powerful spiritual powers had gathered on their fists.
"Um!?"
Fionai smelled the danger at the first time, so he immediately summoned his knights to ascend to the air. He knew very well that these unclean witchcraft were powerful, and the best way to fight was to deal with them before they took action.
But it is obviously too late now, so the best way is to hide.
Accompanied by the roar of subspace, black lightning flashed across the sky, making mortals unable to see each other for a moment, but it suddenly darkened the entire space.
The powerful energy flowed through the skinners, tearing them and rolling them into the sky, so powerful that the buildings and mortals on the ground were rolled up, rolling like a leaf in a storm.
Lightning flashed out from the roaring Phantom Warriors and hit the metal monsters, leaving a deafening sound in the air.
Soon, the whirlwind turned into a vortex of shadows, corpses and black smoke.
When it finally stopped, a large number of unrecognizable wrecks fell like rain, and at least hundreds of skinned people were destroyed by this terrible blow.
"A stinking wizard."
Fionai was gritting his teeth as he saw such a huge loss. Although those who were just ordinary soldiers were still an unacceptable shame, without the obscurity of the nothingness matrix, it was really a bit troublesome for the fearful deceased to face opponents with powerful psychic powers.
"Let the fortress in the sky come down!"
But he was not unprepared, because at the beginning, the Bone Lord told them that the enemy was a large group of wizards.
Surrounded by the Dark Mosquito Knights, a pitch-black pyramid slowly descended from the sky, and the energy crystals at its top sprayed dazzling emerald-colored energy arcs into the bottom.
The Phantom Warriors raised their psychic shields to try to block them, but in the moment they contacted, their shields collapsed, and then powerful energy swept across the huge castle, instantly tearing them into several pieces, marking gullies with a width of more than ten meters on the ground.
The mortals who were affected were directly annihilated, and the phantom warriors were not feeling well. Some of the undodged ones shattered directly under the impact. As the limbs broke, the chest exploded, and thick blood gushed out and threw it into the sky.
This bombardment directly wiped out half of the reinforced Phantom Warrior.
"hateful!"
The leader, Chuo Ran, also covered his broken breastplate and spitted vermilion. This was his first time fighting against the space undead. Unexpectedly, the power of the opponent's weapon was so powerful that he felt like he was taking a naval gun.
Realizing that the other party was not something he could fight against, he made a quick decision and ordered:
"retreat!"
But Fionai would not let them go like this, and he swooped down with the Dark Mosquito Knight, and at the same time, structural bodies such as the tomb ghost also appeared quietly.
The Phantom Warriors immediately showed their skills. With the stimulation of spiritual energy, layers of figures appeared everywhere on the battlefield. It was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish the authenticity of it. Even the structures could not tell the situation at the moment and rushed towards the Phantoms.
Originally they wanted to control their opponents, but after finding that the fearful deceased did not take the heart control technique, they decisively took out the illusion.
If you are a general fear of the dead, you may be confused, just like the phantom position of the Spirit Clan.
However, what the skinners are chasing the energy of life itself, and the hallucinations in front of them happen to have no effect on them, because they themselves live in an illusion.
After realizing that the Phantom could not confuse the skinned ones, the Phantom Warriors began their bomb guns to launch short and fierce continuous firing. Many of the skinned ones who were swarming in were broken, but there were more, and the Dark Mosquito Knights from the sky had arrived.
The cruel battle broke out in an instant, and the ceramic steel and the active metal splashed everywhere.
"You are mine!"
Fionai stared at the other party's commander. He was wearing more gorgeous armor and a long vest robe made of similar skin. His subspace poison was the deepest, and his twisted face was full of ghost paintings.
This is not a glorious opponent, but it is worth his move.
He swooped down, held the war halberd low, ready to pierce the monster's head. But the opponent's speed was faster than it seemed. The slaughter sideways avoided the war halberd, and then raised the spear soaked in subspace power to stab Fionai. General Dai Guan shook away leisurely like a mosquito dodging bullets, and stabbed the opponent with his left-handed dagger (claw). The man obviously did not expect that the vest robe and armor on his body would be torn apart.
Churan pulled back, pushed his hands hard, and a powerful spiritual energy surged out, shaking Fionai back. Then the warlock used evil power again, and a bunch of treachery blue fire appeared around him. At the same time, a flesh whip with rich musk was also drawn on his left arm.
"Demon Dance!"
As the Slaanesh whip was twitching like a living creature, blue flames swept upwards, creating a dazzling and murderous mirage that surged towards Fionai.
Looking at the wizard with tentacles and two heads in front of him, General Dai Guan let out a low roar, activated the family's treasure and the Shadow Medal placed on his chest.
This is a kind of amulet with dynasty marks on it. It is not only a symbol of status, but also contains a small and powerful airspace generator that can eliminate the influence of chaos in the area and cut off the connection between the psychic and the subspace through unknown mysterious techniques. In a sense, it is a miniature nothingness matrix, but because it is too precious, only the most advanced nobles will have it.
The next second, space and time stagnated, and the powerful witchcraft disappeared. The Phantom Warrior looked pale, shook twice and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Sorcerer, die!"
Chapter completed!