The arc-shaped sword glowed with scorching divine light, burning tens of thousands of pursuers into ashes like cutting wheat. The domineering astral artifact directly destroyed the souls of the dead. The souls of the dead who died under the Starfire Talisman Blade also lost their recovery.

Qualifications.

"Isn't it just to deal with a few little mice, but why do you need to mobilize an army like this?"

Glancing at Syndra in front of the army, Misha clicked her tongue and waved her holy wings to quickly glide towards the right wing of the military formation.

Unlike the light sentries in the front and rear formations, the light sentries on the two wings and the four hundred dark guards on the outermost side truly experienced the pain of fighting the underworld army.

No matter how many times he was chopped down, whether his head was chopped off or his limbs were amputated, the soldier who fell to the ground would always come back to life in the dark green light. Each resurrection seemed to be accompanied by some incomprehensible enhancement. The living dead

The soldiers' withered bones, flesh and limbs gradually became fuller.

Master, who was on the right wing, had swung his sword countless times. The armor and two-handed sword on his body were getting heavier and heavier, but the number of enemies did not seem to decrease at all. Looking around, the other Dark Guards also revealed their tiredness.

If ordinary enemies could still get health replenishment through killing, the situation in front of him was different. Killing these undead soldiers consumed real energy, and he did not get any health feedback at all. It was no different from killing a skeleton.

I don’t know why, but even the invincible holy stone weapon in the hands of the Bright Sentinel can only delay the enemy’s chance of resurrection. The Bright Sentinel is powerful, but there are too many enemies, so it is impossible to cover everything.

In just a few breaths, the defense line formed by the Dark Guards was broken through by the living dead soldiers. The dense undead did not deal with the Light Sentinels, but swarmed in, surrounding the Dark Guards like coastal rocks, and collided with each other under the congestion.

Together, the Dark Guard didn't even have room to swing his sword.

"Fifty steps back! Break out of the encirclement!"

Seeing that more than twenty Dark Guards had been pierced through the holes in the armor by the increasingly powerful living dead, Master roared with red eyes and took the lead in activating the unique enchantment skill of the armor stomach.

Under Master's order, more than a hundred Dark Guards turned into bloody heavy tanks and retreated back. The indestructible magic steel heavy armor smashed all the enemies along the way, and finally returned to the main force with difficulty, avoiding being attacked from both sides.

threats.

Master's eyes were filled with tears as he watched dozens of undead soldiers drag the Dark Guard who had fallen to the ground into the mist, and even refused to leave the body behind.

Just as he was about to charge again to rescue the plundered corpse, Master raised his head, and a sword-shaped flame descended from the sky, piercing the darkness and bringing light.

The scorching holy fire tore through the underworld mist, purified the undead it touched along the way, and instantly ignited those undead who were dragging the bodies of the dark guards.

In the astral holy flames, the dead of the Dark Guard were melted together with the heavy armor of magic steel, and their bones were turned into ashes.

Seeing this, Master and the other dark guards cast a grateful look at Misha.

They have seen how these enemies of the underworld will desecrate the living and the corpses. Compared with being insulted by those despicable rats of the underworld, it would be better to die in Noxus in the flames.

Nodding in response to the soldiers' gratitude, Misha drew her sword a few more times. It wasn't until the army of the living dead receded like a tide that Misha turned to the left,

When they arrived, the left wing had already been leveled by Syndra. This time the method seemed to be more 'soft'. Except for the fact that the magic tide was so violent that it was impossible to release magic other than dark element magic, it did not cause much movement.

Noticing Syndra's gaze, Misha smiled in the tone of an old-timer.

"As a newcomer entering the battlefield for the first time, you did quite well."
Chapter completed!