We monsters don't want to die

Fortunately, the nanny was also very strong, and lifted the blood line up again.

Wu Di followed behind and stabbed him twice.

But he will soon be unable to poke.

Because there were many small skeletons on the ground, they suddenly crawled out.

And those skeletons will explode!

After they get close to the players, they will explode with a bang. The impact of magic power and bone fragments will cause certain damage to the players.

If the number is small, it doesn't matter, but with such a large number, players will die if they blow up a few times in a row!

Even the nanny can't lift the blood line!

Come on, it's time for me, Wu Di, to go out again.

Wu Di can only give up the output of the boss. After all, he is only LV50 and the output ability of the Glaive of Azzinoth. He still needs the output of the players.

Who knows how long this void magic circle will last.

Wu Di quickly ran towards the little skeletons, and shouted at the players:

"Don't get close to these little skeletons, you deal with the undead commander, I will deal with these little skeletons!"

Wu Di, just like the NPC in the real game, started to clean up those little skeletons.

And the way to clean it up is also very simple, just touch them one by one and let them explode around you!

Although I was suppressed to LV50, I'm sorry, but the black dragon's scales can't be suppressed.

Explode whatever you want, this point of magic power explodes, but if I, Wu Di, frown, I will lose!

Wu Di pulled the little skull to explode all the way, and the players followed behind Wu Di, and the tank stabilized the hatred, and followed Wu Di all the way.

Whenever the undead commander wants to kill the healer [Ancient Mo Chenxiang], the tank will follow up with a taunt in time.

Let the undead commander only attack him forcibly.

But if you miss once, it will be very dangerous.

So the output must be fast and ruthless.

The three thieves, like this now, poked at the undead commander with their eyes closed.

However, whenever the undead commander is cut out of the wound, he will soon recover with the help of gray magic power.

Players deserve to be professionals.

Wu Di is still running with Little Skeleton.

The undead commander over there had already been beaten so hard that he jumped into the shadows all of a sudden.

And those little skeletons all disappeared, and then heard the voice of the undead commander:

"You've done a good job, but that's about it."

Wu Di thought to himself why this undead commander is so talkative. Only I can understand what you said.

The players looked like [Although I don't know what happened, but I'm ready to chop something.jpg].

Soon, two more figures walked over... No, it was one figure with two heads!

That's a two-headed ogre!

A dead, two-headed ogre whose body was beginning to rot rushed towards Wu Di.

Wu Di quickly took the Warglaive of Azzinoth and hit the two-headed ogre in the stomach.

But with a knife cut down, the other party is as if nothing happened.

This should not be the real thing, but a monster set in void magic.

Wu Di looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, this time, he didn't see any strange things appearing again.

In short, let's get rid of this ogre first.

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Just when Wu Di led the players to deal with the undead commander in the void magic circle.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​undead, Zul'jin quickly noticed the change.

Some of the undead started a fierce attack on the stronghold of the Amani tribe.

But more undead suddenly ran towards the rear.

What happened to those undead?

Zul'jin didn't know very well, but as the leader of the trolls, Zul'jin quickly raised his spear and ordered the troll warriors to rush to the forefront.

Zul'jin also quickly rushed towards the city wall.

The concrete city walls made by those God's Chosen Ones must be said to be very powerful.

Not only is the defense strong, but it also took a lot of time to make. It took two or three days to reinforce it.

The attacks of those undead warriors were completely unable to cause any damage to the concrete walls.

But there was a problem. Zul'jin found himself with nowhere to stand.

Whether it's the top of the city or the gap at the gate, as long as it is a place that can output, it will be full of those God's Chosen and strong beasts.

Especially those chosen by the gods, they squeezed forward desperately like chicken blood.

They even formed a human wall tacitly, directly blocking the direction of the troll warriors.

It's like saying:

"Don't fight me to kill the enemy!"

Yep, that's how it feels.

Are these chosen ones so brave?

Zulkin couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.

At the same time, I admire Master Wu Di even more. I wonder what Master Wu Di is doing now?