"Destroy these bastards! The glory of the Nordic clan cannot be trampled upon by evil!"

"Kill! Die to all monsters!"

"This is the sacred territory of the Nordic clan, go back to the demon world!!"

"boom!"

On a heavily defended front line, ice crystals exploded, sweeping a layer of roaring frost. The magic defense of melee professionals was instantly extinguished, and the armors were frozen into ice sculptures. With the charge of the undead army, they exploded into ice slag.

, minced meat flying everywhere!

But the next moment, the magician recited a spell and launched a counterattack. A dozen fireballs, trailing flames, suddenly fell on the undead army. The flames spattered, the bones exploded, and a large number of undead were blown away on the spot!

"Hold on, reinforcements will arrive immediately!"

On the high platform, the executive officer of this front sat at the back. His eyes widened, and he swirled a fierce aura. He wielded a long knife and slashed out the flaming sword aura. He smashed the charging skeleton into pieces from a distance of more than 20 meters.

Scum!

Mike, the senior deacon of the Gubon family, succeeded Hruf as the family's top executive in charge of the Shadow Guard.

With a solemn look on his face, he directed a group of magicians to launch long-range fire support, but an ace was deployed on the opposite side, forcing him to send a signal for help.

"roar!"

There was a sudden sound of bones breaking, and a terrifying beast with a skeletal body swung its tail, and the sharp tail bone threw out a series of sharp air explosions, exploding the knights who entered the surrounding area into a ball of blood mist.

Bathed in splattered blood, the terrifying beast looked up at the dusk night, and erupted into a sharp neighing, while sitting on its back was a magician.

This is an undead skeleton with a thin figure, wearing a mysterious magic robe, holding a skeleton staff carved from ice crystals, with a bloody soul fire overflowing from the eye sockets, carrying the indifference of the coming winter, and a silver-level profession.

When readers look at each other, they will feel their souls trembling, as if they were in a cold kiln and being baptized by frost.

Skeleton Archmage, one of the trump cards activated by the Necromancer after his resurrection.

This is a rare existence among the undead, a great mage who can summon fireballs, frost, lightning, strong winds and other elements. Its rarity is not inferior to the probability of poisonous zombies being born among the walking dead.

Under the gift of the demon god at dusk, the skeleton mage's level skyrocketed. From the original eighth level of silver, he transformed into a silver supreme that unlocked the potential of frost. He was handy with ice blast magic and transformed the battlefield into a field of frost. Within this range

, the enemy not only suffered from the cold, with agility -15% and defense -20%, but they were also attacked by hidden ice-exploding skeletons from time to time, sending a wave of explosions to the Norse gods.

"Die! You monsters! Go back to the abyss!"

A burly man wielded a giant ax and chopped away the nearby skeletons, but a petite skeleton took advantage of the gap and rushed up. The white flames of the bones instantly turned into dark blue, and frost flowers covered the entire bone body.

.

"boom!"

The skull exploded instantly, and the explosive force caused the burly man to fly away. An arm wrapped in armor was blown off on the spot, and blood mist erupted, making all professionals extremely fearful!

It is this ice-blasted skeleton that was transformed by the Skeleton Archmage and hidden inside, which makes many professionals fall into the shadow of fear, which is quite troublesome.

What makes things even worse for the professionals is that the Skeleton Archmage is good at arranging troops. A group of Skeleton Shield and Axemen come forward, and as the Skeleton Soldiers charge, the Skeleton Spearmen use the gaps to secretly plot against people, while a group of Skeleton Archers aim at their own magic.

The master has superb archery skills, and the specially made bone arrows have the effect of breaking armor. If the materials allocated by the upper level are not powerful enough to arm the magician to the teeth, otherwise the sharp arrows shot at high speed can almost kill all the magicians, leading to a complete situation.

deterioration!

"Sir, if this continues for a long time, we won't be able to hold on for so long!"

One of Mike's guards shouted, holding a crossbow and shooting arrows. During the battle, he lost a leg, but his comrades dragged him to death, so he saved his life.

Even the guards were sent to fight, which shows how bad the situation has become!

"Prepare to retreat. If the support team hasn't arrived yet, we will pack up and leave."

Mike gritted his teeth but maintained a clear consciousness and said.

Supplies were sufficient, but manpower for defense was the most critical. This was a war of attrition, and both sides knew each other's goals clearly, but he did not expect that the first wave of demon offensive would send such troublesome guys.

As the strongest force in the defense line, Mike must maintain his peak condition, follow the patriarch's orders to protect his family's magician, and form a confrontation with the skeleton archmage.

This was also his helplessness. Without the constraints of his family, he decided to organize a beheading team, using him as a sharp knife. While his subordinates were dragging the opponent's main force on the frontal battlefield, he sneaked into a private house on one side of the street and pinpointed the location of the Skeleton Archmage.

Assassination in secret!

But perhaps, what greeted him was not necessarily the exposed skeleton archmage, but the trap prepared by the opponent. This was also a reason why he was not allowed to take risks.

"We can't live long at all! I, I want to go back to protect my wife and children!"

A tall warrior professional shouted with tears of blood. The sword and ax scratched deep blood marks on his face. The armor on his waist was shattered and almost torn into a large section. Under the horrified eyes of his comrades, he was stained with blood.

The hot-blooded intestines fell out of the cracks, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop...

The intestines were steaming and trembling on the ground, like moving worms.

He was fatally wounded and was going to die!

The life magician responsible for the treatment gritted his teeth and cast the healing spell he was about to complete on another professional who was less seriously injured.

In a war, it is the therapist's duty to maintain combat effectiveness.

War is inherently cruel.

Not only the passionate soldiers participating in the battle, but also the magicians who provided logistical support were all under pressure. The death of each soldier was like a chain, triggering other reactions.

Right now, a group of professionals whose average number of battles is less than a hundred, let alone compete with the demons struggling to survive in the abyss demon world!

On the front lines, there have been people who gave up fighting because they were on the verge of death, infecting the battle with fear and despair, thus worsening the situation step by step.

The two sides are not only competing for the main strength of the war, but also for their war literacy.

But unfortunately, the undead without intelligence cannot feel emotions and are more like cold fighting machines.

"Woo!"

The warrior, who was holding his abdomen and stuffing his intestines back in, walked back with a sword in one hand!

Despair, helplessness, pain, and...

In the fantasy, I am about to see the joy of my wife and children...

Facing this returning warrior, many professionals who participated in the battle were silent, just like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples.

"call out!"

A bone arrow accurately pierced the warrior's head, piercing through the ear and bringing out the sticky brain.

The latter also kept smiling before dying, covering his abdomen, and fell down with a thud...

warrior……

dead.

This scene immediately shocked the professionals, but soon aroused a wave of anger!

Human beings are different from the undead. They have their own emotions, their own thinking, and their own cultivated values.

Fear will make them unable to exert 70% of their combat power, but when they are pushed into a hurry, their rage, hatred, and hatred will make them explode into a combat power that is far beyond ordinary!

"Wait, this is not normal!"

Facing the surge in morale of his subordinates, Mike just smiled, but then froze.

"Gulu gulu..."

Opposite, the Skeleton Archmage raised his ice crystal staff and recited an obscure spell. Invisible strong winds wrapped around him. Even the undead beasts below him shook their tailbones to vent their inner uneasiness.

"What is he going to do! Magician, prepare to defend against magic!"

Mike was horrified, looking at the Skeleton Archmage's actions, as if he was about to cast a terrifying spell, and felt a deep uneasiness in his heart.

"rustle!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roaring sound from the ground, the ground cracked, and countless scarlet tongues of blood shot out like sharp arrows. They launched a charge, and more than a dozen professionals who were unable to react were pierced through their bodies, followed by a huge blast.

Pulling hard, the group of distressed professionals flew into the cracked hole, and even the magician who released the defense did not react!

The next moment, the blood mist erupted, and a desert worm with a diameter of more than five meters sprang out from the cracked ground, with a length of eighteen meters above the surface!
Chapter completed!