The players are provided with magic cores by some mercenaries and adventurers from Kalanli City.

Now that the country is facing a national crisis, they step onto the city wall without hesitation, but compared to these soldiers of Winter City, they feel that their courage and courage are worthless.

"Master Mage, it's not good if you use this magic core too much..."

They tried to persuade them with good words, but these low-ranking mages didn't take it seriously at all, and instead became fierce:

"We agreed to provide it for free? Now you want money again? Let's make an agreement first, asking for money will not cost your life."

After saying that, the mage absorbed the mixed magic power in another piece of magic core. He moved so fast that he was afraid that the hunter would snatch the magic core back.

All the hunters looked at each other, their mouths twitching slightly, but their hearts were filled with admiration and emotion.

"It's unbelievable. The achievements of each of their mages will not stop here in the future, but in order to defend the city wall, they so unscrupulously use magic cores to replenish magic power..."

There is no way any mage in this world would take his own future so seriously.

Now they have finally met.

Since the mage's grandfather said so, then they can only do it according to the mage's needs.

Immediately, a frame of magic cores was carried up the city wall. Although these magic cores were not of high level, they could not hold up in large numbers...

Moreover, the lower the level of the magic core, the greater the damage to the magic core of the mage.

The battle on the city wall gradually reached a stalemate.

In other words, the balance of victory is tilting in the direction of mankind.

The players stood firm and refused to retreat, even using cruel human bombs to confront the undead at all costs. From time to time, champion knights would appear on the city wall to harvest.

Hiding in the cloud of death, Engus gradually felt something was wrong.

He has estimated the strength of the Kalanli Royal Capital based on the average level of the five surrounding cities.

In his expectation, Kalanli City should be captured within half an hour, but it was almost dawn now. Not only had the city wall not been captured, but the undead were likely to be suppressed by the human defenders.

"There is not much energy left in the dead..."

Engus turned his head and glanced at the large pale green crystal floating beside it in the cloud of death. The originally shiny large crystal had become a little dim at this moment.

This is the necromantic energy he collected by slaughtering five cities recently. As long as a living being dies, the necromantic energy at the time of death will be absorbed by this crystal, but now the energy in this crystal has become less and less.

This shows that the people consumed on the previous battlefield are basically undead. Every time the undead are resurrected, they will consume these undead energy, and there may not be many humans defending the city dead at all.

But humans are clearly self-destructing!

Looking in the direction of the city wall, and hearing the explosion of the magic source from that side, Engus's face became increasingly gloomy.

A ray of dawn has appeared on the horizon. The combat effectiveness of the undead in the sunlight will drop sharply. It is no longer necessary to continue fighting like this.

Engus already had plans to retreat.

He had to figure out what was going on with humans before he could continue to attack, and he also needed to find a place to kill some creatures to replenish the undead energy.

"Stop attacking."

Engus's order was conveyed to the ears of the Torment Priest Shyvana through a blood crow. Shyvana glanced resentfully at the cloud of death behind her, and then let out a piercing scream from her mouth.

"ah---!"

The sound waves spread around like a wave, and all the movements of the undead stopped, leaving only the undead will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes still swaying in the wind.

The players on the city wall were also confused by this scene.

To be honest, the noisy battlefield at one moment, the surging waves of undead at the next moment, and then stopped after a scream, the whole motionless scene is still very spectacular.

"What's going on with these undead? Are they playing with one-two-three wooden figures?"

"It looks a bit weird... I think it's better for them to move, otherwise I always feel a chill down my spine..."

…

After a brief period of silence, these undead began to move again, but instead of charging forward, they retreated step by step, and even collapsed into pieces and sank to the ground.

"They...they are retreating!"

"Damn it! The undead are trying to escape!"

"Brothers, don't let them run away, this is an experience pack!"

After the word "experience pack" was shouted.

The players suddenly became restless, and their hesitant glances at the undead became aggressive, just like the perverted muscular brother who encountered a little loli in a dark alley.

The eyes were fierce and greedy, even more evil than the eyes of the undead.

"Come on!" Someone shouted.

As if a chain reaction had started, a group of players rushed down the city wall with strange screams. The undead retreated faster. Some of them turned into gray smoke, some sank into the soil, and some disappeared into the shadows.

, many players missed it.

This crazy scene also fell in the eyes of Engus. He noticed this group of unique humans. You must know that humans chasing and killing the undead has never happened before.

Today Engus is a knife in the butt, take a look!

This is simply a provocation to the undead!

It is still unknown whether there are any powerful people in the royal city of Kalanli, and Engus does not dare to act rashly.

The strong men on the other side seemed to have concerns about him and did not show up easily, but if these human soldiers chasing him didn't kill him, how could Engus be the leader of the undead ghost dragon?

You can just wash and sleep, and even His Majesty the Undead Emperor might dismantle his bones and make them into cushions!

Engus revealed half of his head from the dark cloud of death, but the huge dragon head and the searchlight-like blue eyes were immediately spotted by the players.

"6."

"Fuck! What a big head!"

"This size is at least ten times that of Kangnai. The Desert Flying Dragon looks like a chicken in front of this ghost dragon..."

Players have always had a strong interest in dragon-shaped creatures. After all, dragons are legendary creatures. Whether in the game world or in their own hometown, dragons are a symbol of strength and power.

So after the initial surprise.

Instead, the players started discussing with excitement.

Some of the more frightened ones even rushed directly towards the undead ghost dragon hidden in the cloud of death.

"It's so cool, this wave of mismatched shadows are losing blood!"

"Damn it, a legendary BOSS, a nightmare threat, the Winter King seems... seems to be unbeatable..."

Engus looked in shock at the human soldiers charging toward him without fear.

For a moment, he thought that he had not revealed his true identity...

Otherwise, how could these humans be so fearless of his dragon power and terrifying appearance?
Chapter completed!