In the black mist, there are many corpse demon monsters constantly jumping out of the black mire. They roar and roar, making unusual screams. Their bodies are cold and stiff, but they are extremely fast. Their charcoal-gray skin has a stick all over their body.
There is no hair either.
The members of the Sky Riders and the corpse demons were fighting under the magic tree. Although they were not as numerous as the corpse demons, they were not at a disadvantage because the magic tree they were in was not just a decoration.
The branches formed by magic are constantly twisting and changing shapes. They are like living creatures. From time to time, a few branches and vines will entangle a corpse demon, tying it up in an instant, and then stiffen the body like a python hunting.
The iron corpse demon squeezed the mud. And those seemingly soft leaves were like sharp knives. The corpse demon monsters rushed through the leaves and came out with bruises all over their bodies and missing limbs.
This wood-type magic is not ordinary wood-type magic. It is said to be magic formed by imitating some ancient tree spirit. And the content of this magic is not something that all magicians in the magic union are lucky enough to see.
The members of the Air Cavalry quickly found Hughington and the others who had been dragged down into the quagmire. They were well wrapped in the huge leaves of the magic tree.
"Captain, Macrons is not here."
"What?" The fourth regiment leader hit the zombie demon's chest with the iron palm of his iron-locking glove. At the same time, the magic power shook violently. A dark red flame magic light directly penetrated the corpse demon's chest and spurted out from behind.
He hurriedly flew over and saw that among the four big leaves, there was no trace of Mekallons. He hurriedly asked the magician who came with him: "Have everyone been rescued? Will they be pulled down?"
The magician didn't wait for the leader to finish asking. He had already closed his eyes and put one hand on the magic tree to inject magic into it. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said: "The roots of the tree have been stretched as far as possible below.
No other living persons were found."
The fourth regiment leader was so nervous that sweat broke out on his head.
Seeing that the leader had not spoken for a long time, the magician hurriedly said: "Maybe he is not here and has not come here. Maybe he has followed other members to a safe place. Leader, this place is very dangerous, we still
Leave immediately."
The fourth regiment leader was still in shock when he suddenly heard a few screams. He turned around and saw a Croman Falcon being held captive by the Corpse Demon. In an instant, the Falcon's neck was torn off and its chest was ripped apart.
, feathers, and internal organs were all bitten to pieces, and fell into the swamp below along with blood like raindrops.
As for the members of the Air Cavalry, the distraction was quickly found by the zombie demons, and in the blink of an eye, two of their companions were torn into rotten corpses.
War or fighting is always cruel. Life that was alive one second may no longer exist the next.
The fourth regiment commander must be a battle-hardened general. He should have recovered from the panic of not being able to find Mercalones, and commanded without panic: "Everyone gather here, let's rush out, and fight with the people above."
The people gathered together." He knew that his team was already weak among these zombie demons. In order to save the talents, he separated a small team of people, but this separation of the battle station must not last too long, otherwise it would soon be over.
They were defeated by these monsters one by one.
The members of the Air Cavalry immediately gathered their formation together, preparing to concentrate their efforts to break out. But at this moment, the magic tree they were leaning on suddenly disappeared.
The fourth regiment leader was startled and looked up. Under the black light of the black cross, several more obvious black shadows fell down. It was they who were supporting the wizards and other companions of the magic tree from above and protecting them.
"What's going on?!" The team members' frightened and hoarse shouts made everyone's hearts tremble.
"There are dead souls above!" A member of the Air Cavalry who fell down and was still alive barely used magic to stabilize his body in mid-air: "We didn't notice that it was a black ghost flying out of the black cross."
Everyone turned to look around. Although the fog in front of them had been blown away by the previous wind, it was gradually recovering again. In addition, there was also a faint black breath below the quagmire, and it was getting thicker and thicker. A black cross light frame
No one saw the black light reflected, the translucent dark soul emerging from the cross. At this time, only a thicker black fog could be seen moving under the gray-black dim light, which was not visible at all.
I can't tell if it's the fog, the soul, or my own eyesight.
In the distance, Hera, who was hiding in her black breath, saw this scene, and the smile on her face became even bigger: "The sacrifices are gathering little by little. Let's fight, don't leave, and fight with my monsters to your heart's content.
Your lost magic power, blood, sweat, and your living limbs will nourish this soil. And my corpse spirit forbidden area is an endless reincarnation pool, any corpse, the living person who has turned into a corpse, and those who have become sacrifices
All the souls will be continuously reborn in my reincarnation pool. Hahahahahaha... And the more terrifying thing is yet to come. Before my strongest magic comes out, you must taste the evil spirit curse first!"
Hera raised her head and inserted the staff into the ground with force again. At the same time, her hands were slightly closed, and a small four-wheeled aperture appeared in front of him...
At the same time, on the battlefield, the remaining members of the Air Cavalry Regiment had gathered together. The fourth regiment leader took a moment to take a rough look at the casualties. Four were dead and five were injured, including three magicians who died and two others were seriously injured.
, and I have no time to take a closer look at the number of guard casualties.
The leader looked around and saw that now that he had lost the support of the magic tree, the monsters were attacking even more fiercely, and there were more ghosts and spirits on it. He just thought something was wrong and he had to rush out quickly.
Then he said loudly: "Brother, prepare to run away, the magicians open their shields."
After saying that, he immediately shouted loudly, gathered all the strength in his body, and swung the weapon in his hand fiercely, drawing a very long moonlight-shaped wave, which shattered a nearby zombie demon into pieces on the spot.
It was a shocking light on a moonlit night! Wherever the light front went, it was indestructible. In an instant, it slashed diagonally into the ground to an unknown depth. Only a second or two later, a strong light shot out from the crack.
Just when the fourth regiment leader was shocked in the moonlit night, his guardian Glynde Thunder Eagle also charged up lightning in front of his chest. The light and electricity flashed randomly, and the violent lightning blasted out the quagmire one by one.
The pit was as big as a meter. After being struck by lightning, the corpse demons that were swarming around jumped down and fell down into the quagmire.
At this time, the members of the hovering air cavalry group had been wrapped in a huge ivy ball.
After the thunder and lightning, the thunder eagle screamed loudly.
The fourth regiment leader said: "Run east now."
The magicians quickly removed the giant ivy ball and flew towards the east with Angelou and the others.
Then they were still a step too late, and the gray souls that kept flying out sublimated together, forming a giant barrier formation in this black field...