Chapter 1550? Confidence
The war lasted for another three days. The undead on the ground were dispersed and gathered like a flood, like Chao Zhang and Chao retreated. This was repeated countless times.
Now, new members have begun to be mixed with the undead creatures below the Great Wall, between the white bone frames and the yin corpses with empty eyes.
The pale-faced vampire waved their sharp claws and mixed in the pile of monsters. The desire for blood made them hide in the dark, trying to use magic to lure some unlucky guys to satisfy their desires.
The Death Knight riding a bone horse gathered differently than before. At this time, he also rushed to attack in the battlefield in the form of a squad, using his mobility to hide in the fog, and occasionally launching surprise attacks from what they think are weak points, using his powerful strength and special abilities to face ordinary warriors to cause losses to the other party.
The dementors in the sky are no longer formed into teams alone like before, because such gatherings will be driven away by the wizards as targets to gather fire. Now, under the command of the advanced undead, they have been mixed in the large troops below, looking for weak defensive areas on the Great Wall. They have caught them before the other party can recharge the patron spell, and rushed in, causing a large number of people in that area to fall into the despair they spread, so as to cooperate with the other undead to survive the great results.
Although the Harris who came later had the means to destroy the dementors, the area of the Great Wall was too large after all. The number of only a few people on such a large-scale battlefield was almost a drop in the bucket. It was impossible to take care of every section of the Great Wall at the same time.
But as a defense line against the dead, the city walls of the underworld were naturally prepared. The statues of Lavenclaw, which were carved before, stretched out the right hand of the statue. The hands made of huge stones looked slender and clearly tied. A faint blue light emitted from the beautiful palms, rising into the sky, covering the city wall area where they were located.
The undead creatures that had taken the opportunity to approach the city wall seemed to be trapped in a mud after getting closer. They walked forward with difficulty. Some undead creatures with incomplete limbs fell to the ground in an unstable shape and directly knocked down their companions. The closer they got, their bodies became more and more hunched and their movements became less flexible. The low-level undead skeletons and corpses who were closest to the goddess statue almost lost their ability to move because of this, and collapsed on the ground softly, like a mountain carrying a thousand pounds of pounds on their backs.
These deep blue light emitted by the goddess's palm protects the Great Wall. The blue light has a negative effect on the undead creatures. The closer they get to the city wall, the weaker they become.
But these manifestations have lost their freshness to the wizards on the Great Wall.
In fact, the eyes of these defenders have gone from being frivolous and bloodthirsty as they were crushed by various forces by the wizards, but later they became ruthless after being used to killing the undead, and now they have become a little dull and numb.
The fatigue made the wizards' eyes covered with red blood and pale faces. Many people had dry and broken lips but didn't care about replenishing water. It was not that the undead's attack made them have no chance, or that there was a problem with the supply, but that the war continued to make many people forget to replenish themselves.
The wizards just surging undead creatures below, and when they got too close, they began to swing their wands and shoot out the spell, and their actions were almost instinctive.
The war lasts for a long time, and the mental states between living people and the undead are completely different. In comparison, in addition to the limited number of wizards, unlike the never-tired undead, their energy is also limited.
On weekdays, the pace of life of these wizards, whether they are in the office or in the action team like Striker Auror, whether they are members of the Youzai Pure Blood Family, or wizards who are motivated to integrate into the wizard society, their essential workload is actually far less than that of the busy and fast Muggles in the ordinary world.
So now these wizards have to maintain high-intensity battles for such a long time. What makes people despair is that in addition to physical fatigue, their mental health is getting colder and more desperate. In the long-term battle, those undead creatures are boundless and endless, but instead, many types of advanced undead creatures have been added, which makes the wizards completely unable to see the hope of winning the battle.
However, on the battlefield, there is not just some negative news.
The mental state of ordinary wizards on the Great Wall is different. After the group of wizards who had close relationships with Allen came to the scene, they have continued until now. Their attacks are very fierce and proactive.
After first coming to the battlefield, Harris and others were given a dose of heart-warming agent. In the past, these Harris who rely on Allen to get high positions, except Albert and Penelo, others appeared in their minds as politicians or businessmen.
But unexpectedly, after coming here this time, although Irving, who did not like to follow the rules, did not accept Voldemort's previous duel invitation, but chose to fight each other in groups. The strength they showed actually gained an advantage in the battle between Voldemort and his subordinates. This advantage even allowed Voldemort, the former Dark King's lackey, to lead his subordinates to be disbanded in the fierce and strong attack of Harris.
This forced Voldemort and the Necromancers to retreat to the Black Mist to hide in order to avoid the attacks of these unreasonable Harris, and began to focus on completing the task of strengthening the attacks of their master, Death, and adding pressure to the wizards.
But after rescuing Hermione and Penelo, these Harris did not mean to turn around, but began to fly in the sky wrapped in black fog.
As long as there are signs of attack by wizards with spell casting ability and high-level undead creatures in the thick fog, as long as there are enemies capable of attacking them in the army of undead creatures, they will be subject to their concentrated fire and pursuit.
This led to a sense of humor in the war scene, just as the Harris were chasing Voldemort and chasing him - although for the Harris, they were also surprised by their improvement in their strength, and they could actually hold the other spell casting group with their own people.
Chapter completed!