The Truth of Magic Chapter 592: The corpse mountain and the sea of people, the spell kills the sky
"Spell Truth ()"
Although the sun has not yet fallen to the setting sun, the sky is still bright and clear, but a thunder flashes suddenly on the east side of the camp, and the dazzling light cuts through the clouds, as if the fangs cast by electric light are directly inserted into the mountain guarding the camp. On the mound.
This is a Moral Rui's "thunder summoning technique". Although his spell power is limited to 3-18 (3D6), the key is that it is a minute-level spell, and it can drop the falling thunder every round.
If you have enough time, you can even kill 50 or 60 adventurers.
As these lightnings fell, they did not stop the fear of the patrolling militias in the outer circle of the barracks. Even if they knew their family members were behind them, the fear of death was deeply afflicted by the group two weeks ago. Ordinary people who have never been to the battlefield.
Because behind them, there is a horrible scene that will make you a nightmare even in the daytime.
Countless undead creatures, like a colony of ants crawling out of the ant den after being scalded by boiling water, in Wuyang Wuyang, countless skeletons and zombies are close together, constantly moving towards the camp The living people move forward.
These skeletons look like the skeletons of ordinary human beings with power, except for the strange red light in the skull that looks incredibly powerful.
The zombies that were supposed to be resurrected only by evil and dark spells are also squirming around. They are like walking corpses without brains, shaking ground.
The bodies of the zombies are as if dragged out of a tomb. The half of the body is completely rotten, and some of the organs have even been eaten clean by bugs. The body is wrapped in worn-out burial clothing, which is filled with unpleasant smells. stench.
In normal times, everyone surrounded and beat up the skeletons or zombies that had just been "resurrected", and felt extremely disgusting. At this time, seeing this fierce undead army, they could only scream with fear.
Several crossbowmen in the position of the bunker, after shooting a few arrows and finding a drop in the bucket, also hurriedly joined the retreat.
The camps without defensive walls built with rocks are simply unable to stop the invasion of these undead creatures.
Not to mention, behind them are faintly surrounded by a group of more powerful undead creatures, such as grievances, ghosts, banshees, ghosts, fear-bound spirits, grievance-bound ghosts and other incorporeal undead creatures directly Just floating in the void, it is the air force in the undead.
The larger Night Shadow and Prisoner Soul Demon are in the back of the palace, and they are also advancing with the undead army.
Finally, the retreat horn sounded again, telling the group of fled militiamen that they could finally go back, the players who had been supporting them sorely also breathed a sigh of relief.
These players shrank to the back when they saw that the machine was wrong, but there were still two uncautious players who failed to retreat in time. They were entangled in the tide of undead creatures, and then wrapped into a zongzi, and then they became The corpse.
Even the most basic feedback is too late to make, and it is directly crushed by the quantity.
"This is too exaggerated, right?"
When Zhao Xu saw this scene, even if the sky fell in his heart, he couldn't help but utter a **** sentence.
The number is too exaggerated.
The entire wasteland with rolling hills in front of me is full of dense army of undead creatures.
In the farther position, there is "a deep black hole", and countless corpses can be seen climbing out of it, as if it were a mass grave.
Zhao Xu immediately launched the "SMS" to the person in charge of this negotiation.
In the text message of no more than 25 words, he attached a cipher text code, so the other party would know that he is Midsummer.
The only requirement for this short message is to make this camp retreat from now on, as far as it can retreat, then retreat!
Unless a legendary mage appears here, any power in the wild and dead land at this moment, even if the priests of the gods appear, can't resist the torrent of tens of thousands of "undead creatures"!
"Fireball, ‘spell extremely effective’, ‘spell expansion’ (simulation)"
Zhao Xu watched the undead creatures rush to the front line where he was standing, and threw a fireball to clear the field.
Undead creatures that are immune to many negative states, for fire damage, most of them still eat all of them honestly.
It's just the original fireball with a 6-meter radius. With the "Spell Expansion" feat, it doubles the radius of action, increasing it to a 12-meter radius.
Suddenly, all the undead creatures within the fireball's range were hurt and tossed constantly, like a drowning person.
It's still a drop in the bucket, to no avail.
When Zhao Xu saw this scene, he could only shake his head, and continued to cast the spell quietly.
"Supernatural Spells-War Spells: Advanced Lightning Beam."
The next moment, a "lightning beam" over 30 meters long and 6 meters wide, called a lightning curtain, lay directly on the ground and cut off the path to that area.
The high-energy power grid that suddenly appeared in this void~IndoMTL.com~ immediately wiped out the undead in the long strip of area.
He is like spraying a wave of insecticide on the ant colony and it works very quickly, but it doesn't work at all in the face of the huge number of ants.
"War Spell: Heat Wave (Four Rings)."
Looking at Zhao Xu who was in a wrong situation, he still had to make up for this war spell very quickly, and compared to the lightning beam which is instantaneous, this low and movable flame wall is also 30 meters long and can last. More than one round.
That's it.
Zhao Xu looked at several of his spells, but they didn't make a final decision as usual, directly turning things around.
He also knew in his heart that this battle was not something he could end with one or two spells.
The scene where Zhao Xu created a magical effect with a huge scope and magnificent effect instantly attracted everyone's attention, but at this moment, as long as they don't fall into the enemy's hands, they won't suffer.
"God, save us!"
"God, you have a kind of kill us here, otherwise we humans will not fail."
The retreating crowd also roared from time to time. There were both begging for help from the gods of the new faith, and some cursing against evil.
For this, Zhao Xu could only keep an eye on the crowds. When he was about to catch up, he threw a "War Spell: Force Field Missile Storm".
Relying on this spell, you can give 25 enemy target creatures per level within a 12-meter radius, which is a full 800 enemy target creatures. A "force field missile" fired by your hand can also temporarily suppress the momentum of the undead creatures and give them to the rear. The crowd left a gap.
However, with Zhao Xu's dissolution, the powerful undead creatures behind him immediately entangled him.
Laughter and resentment full of death formally sounded in his ears, announcing the re-coming of death.