As soon as this suture monster succeeded in attacking, it began to look for the next prey with its fat body shaking.
Griffith observed the battle through the telescope, and began to think about how to fight these suture monsters. At this moment, he suddenly noticed an abnormal fluctuation behind the Stitch Monster, as if a transparent but vague shadow appeared there.
Uros suddenly emerged from the shadows.
He concealed his aura, passed through the dense living corpses, and unknowingly got around to the back of the Stitch Monster. He flipped his wrist, and two bloody sharp knives stabbed towards the suture monster's armpits like lightning.
"Bang!"
Even through a telescope, Griffith could feel the sharpness and ferocity of Uros's blow.
The fat and huge Stitch Monster's arm flew out directly, and its body exploded like a crushed tomato. The phantom formed by bursts of sword energy cut and tore back and forth at the location where Uros's blood-colored sharp knife pierced, and pus and minced flesh sprayed out in all directions.
After Uros succeeded with one blow, countless living corpses around him immediately rolled toward him like rolled-up carpets. But he took a small step back with ease, and a burst of black smoke immediately rose around him and quickly disappeared.
Such a decisive and straightforward fighting style made Griffith who was watching the battle couldn't help but admire him. He sneaks close, prepares a strike, and then flies away before being counterattacked. He is truly a formidable opponent in a melee.
Amber noticed Griffith's expression and explained to him:
"Uros is a Sequence 8 of the Assassin path, and one of the strongest people in our generation. He can hide his breath and traces when moving, and the first blow from the stealth state will be particularly sharp and powerful. However, He can't be completely invisible, and he can detect nearby sneak traces as long as he observes carefully."
Griffith nodded seriously. On the Eastern Front battlefield, there are also some subspecies of orcs in the orc tribe who are good at latent assassination. Without close cooperation among comrades, it is really difficult to defend against them.
While the battle was fierce in the western suburbs barrier, waves of magic surged from the towers of Raven's city wall.
Griffith's heart was beating wildly, and a strong premonition of danger enveloped him like needle pricks. He could not help but narrow his eyes and stare at the battlefield.
The powerful coercion and flash unique to the offensive spell were unleashed towards the city. There was also a thrilling roar coming from the earth veins.
Large area attack spell! The extraordinary wizard Lordes takes action.
Two groups of silver and one group of red violent fluctuations surged among the zombies that were frantically besieging the position below the city, and then double-layered magic circles appeared on the ground and in mid-air respectively.
The upper and lower magic circles rotated closer to each other. Every time they got closer, the power flowing inside and outside the magic circle became more and more crazy and terrifying.
The dense army of zombies barely responded to this ominous sign. Even if it is an army composed of humans, if it fails to interfere with the formation of the spell under such circumstances, and the battle formation does not have strong mobility, once a large-scale attack spell aimed at the dense formation is successfully cast, it will be almost impossible. Failed.
As the two layers of magic circles intertwined, the terrifying power of tearing everything apart exploded among the living corpses.
The silver light group is a sharp wind blade air group, and the red light group is a red flame that can melt steel.
Hundreds of living corpses swept by the wind blade were shattered into pieces of rotten flesh and rain of blood amidst the howling of the extreme north wind. The zombies shrouded in fire waves were instantly burned to ashes, and were burned to ashes by all the people on the battlefield. The strong wind blew and disappeared without a trace.
Three large-scale attack spells swept away the densest groups of corpses in front of the three positions. The human soldiers who were still shouting and fighting just now were swept off the fortifications by the violent air waves.
Three large empty holes suddenly appeared in the group of corpses that were directly hit. Lourdes led the casters to launch an attack at the location where the enemy was densest and the barrier situation was the most critical. In one attack, at least hundreds of living corpses that were difficult for soldiers to resist were eliminated in one attack.
The tide of corpses that seemed to be swallowing up the world was forcibly blocked by three rounds of magic on the spot!
Even watching from a distance, Griffith could feel the powerful power of the wind blade and the flame spell. He had learned the details of the battle at Beit Manor, but the attack in front of him was of completely different specifications. The momentum is astonishing, the power is greater, and the choice of timing and location is also extremely tricky.
So powerful... Griffith silently exclaimed after witnessing the all-out attack of the extraordinary wizard. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of undead creatures were wiped out. With such powerful power, how could the caster not develop a contempt for ordinary people like ants?
Just as the violent blow ended, several swollen giant corpses flashed out. They swayed like water-filled balls. They didn't even notice that bows and arrows were hitting them, and they threw themselves down the outer wall of the camp.
"Kill them!" Several Beyonders shouted from the fortifications.
The swollen living corpse crashed into the defense line, bursting into green acid that filled the sky. Splashed by this acid, the fortifications and soldiers began to rot and melt.
Pieces of fortifications collapsed, throwing the soldiers above to the ground. They screamed and ran away, with the living corpses chasing them. The relatively solid defense line was in danger in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, in front of the dense tide of corpses, a mighty figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a pure white robe, and the plate armor under the robe was wrapped in holy light.
Horus Osiris appeared alone between the zombie tide and the broken defense line. He holds a heavy hammer in his right hand, and a huge prayer book like a shield in his left hand.
The acid monsters immediately spotted him and swarmed him, surrounded by living corpses.
"Evil will be purified!" Horus raised his war hammer high, and golden light fell from the sky. His momentum instantly rose to an astonishing level.
His attacks are like erupting volcanoes, each blow will set off scorching flames, burning nearby living corpses.
Acid sprayed onto his shield, sending up puffs of white smoke and hissing. The dense claws clawed at him, but they were unable to penetrate the barrier of the shield.
Horus just stood there, never defending, swinging his sledgehammer and sweeping across like a gushing volcano. Flames spurted from the solid ground, and the living corpses swept by the wind pressure of his attack exploded one after another.
The dense tide of corpses was blocked by him alone.
Soon, five Beyonders arrived. They spread out not far from Horus, covering the evacuation of refugees and retreating armies.
"The Light protects us!" the Word Bearers chanted. Immediately a holy light fell from heaven.
All the Extraordinaries led by Horus were shrouded in holy light. It was as if they were wearing invisible, full-body heavy armor. With the blessing of this shield, they gained astonishing defensive power, and they fought without scruples in the terrifying zombie tide. With just a few of them, the already precarious barrier was stabilized.
However, a few minutes later, an Beyonder's shield suddenly began to flash.
This is a sign of exhaustion of spiritual energy. His shield quickly shattered, and he saw that he was surrounded by a wave of zombies and was about to die in the endless attacks.
Suddenly, his figure became illusory and disappeared from the claws. The next moment, he appeared in the distance safe and sound, protected by his companions.
"What's going on?" Griffith rubbed his eyes in confusion. The Extraordinary who had just escaped was obviously a low-sequence monk and could not possibly have the ability to teleport like this.
Not only him, the Beyonder team led by Horus turned into phantoms one after another after the shield was exhausted, and flashed to a safe location.
"There, look!" Amber pointed to the sky.
In the sky above the battlefield in the western suburbs, a crystal like petals was spinning. It reflects a charming halo from time to time, and at this time, the defenders below are teleported to the safe rear.
"That's the high-level magic spell 'Jump Prism'," Amber explained. "Only a few extraordinary wizards can use this spell, which can quickly move friendly forces in a certain area to a designated location. This is extremely powerful. It’s an auxiliary spell, but it also has shortcomings.”
She just finished speaking. A necromancer wearing a robe suddenly appeared among the living corpses. The evil energy stirred in its wrists, gathering into a corrosive acid mist and rushing toward the warp prism.
"Boom!" The folding prism hanging unobstructed in the air roared and trembled under the attack. It is an entity condensed by magic power, and it suffered terrible damage and cracks under this blow.
The traumatized prism began to fold rapidly, as if preparing to escape.
Another undead creature appeared in the corpse tide.
It looked like a capable veteran, with a spear and a big bow on its back and a long sword on its waist. There was no trace of flesh and blood on its body, only the golden bones supporting the heavy armor.
It glanced at the folding prism indifferently, took off the strong bow from behind, and shot an arrow.
The entire battlefield heard this sharp roar, and the prism exploded in the air on the spot.
Humanity's life-saving spell on the battlefield was destroyed at the first opportunity. At this time, Horus was standing alone in the rolling tide of corpses, surrounded by endless enemies on both sides.
However, this burly cleric showed no fear, and even had a smile on his lips.
"Can't you bear it anymore?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp blade burst out of the Necromancer's chest.
The black blood hung and extended strangely in the air, outlining the shape of a sharp blade on his chest.
The Necromancer made a roaring sound from his mouth, and raised his withered right hand to chant a terrifying curse.
Suddenly, its hands were completely broken off at the wrist, and it flew out in the air. An elusive and blurry figure loomed behind the Necromancer. As he turned the blade, the Necromancer's chest was torn open from top to bottom.
Stalker Moreau takes action.
He has long been lurking in the corpse tide. Although he was surrounded by horribly howling living corpses, he remained calm and waited for the moment when the commander of the undead creatures appeared before suddenly attacking.
Necromancer Clovis Cataclysm had just attacked a phase prism when he was hit through the chest and then cut off his right hand.
At the moment of the attack, Moreau's figure showed some clues, but it was still blurry, as if he could not see clearly like hairy glass. Just as it slashed at Clovis, a whistling sound suddenly filled the air.
A terrifying black chain was thrown over. The tip of the chain also has a sickle-like hook and a sharp awl, which are thrown directly behind the necromancer.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the chain seemed to hit something. At the other end of the chain, a huge stitched corpse monster suddenly exerted force and pulled the chain back.
A vague figure appeared on the hook and cone, and dots of red blood sprayed on the ground.
Morrow was caught by the Stitch Monster and dragged towards the zombie tide.
"I've got you, human. Following the will of Lord Findus Corruption, I will chew your bones!" the Stitch Monster roared, opening its dark and terrifying mouth and biting the end of the chain that was suddenly uninhabited. go.
There was a sudden roar in the air. The chain shook violently, and the caught Moreau turned into a series of flashes of light in an instant, shrouding the Stitch Monster in a dense shadow of swords and lights.
"Wow!"
Stitches screamed. Every flickering stream of light is a trajectory cut by a sharp blade. The group of corpses covered by this light and shadow were chopped into pieces of flesh and broken bones as if they were being tortured, and the fat suture monsters were separated into pieces like sliced bread.
Skeleton Commander Saka Deathbone noticed the fighting here. He turned around and opened his strong bow towards the flickering light and shadow.
Suddenly, its figure trembled, and it gave up the attack and started to dodge. A flash of light roared past, and the skeleton commander's bow and arrow flew out together with his left arm bone.
Erza Valkyrie swept across the battlefield amid blinding lightning and roars. She flashed over the heads of countless living corpses, and each time she stepped on her feet, there was an explosion. The living corpses near the landing point instantly disintegrated as if they were hit by a thunderbolt.
