We monsters don't want to die

Wu Di gave strength decisively.

Then I felt that the magic power in my body was sucked away at once.

It felt like a spaceship in normal navigation suddenly broke a big hole.

Then the ruthless universe inhales all the things in the spaceship into the space without distinction.

Wu Di originally had a Warblade of Azzinoth, but he slashed at the Lich's head.

As a result, he was so sucked that he couldn't help shouting:

"Hastily-hastily-!"

Wu Di suddenly yelled in horror and backed away again and again.

The players following saw that the situation was not good, and then looked at the BOSS HP, it was 5.00%!

Get it, this is the final stage of rampage!

It's time for the beheading stage, comrades!

"Quick! Tanks pick up! Die one by one!"

The group leader [Yuyou Longtaki] shouted quickly.

"The output hits me like crazy! The nanny doesn't want milk! Anyway, it's seconds! Direct output!"

A group of players frantically output to the Lich.

And the four ogres over there are still alive.

There is no way, Wu Di is here to help output, the output speed is too fast.

But Wu Di can't output now.

He stepped aside and went straight to the magic bread.

It's getting thinner and thinner.

A mage on the side [Roman Orthodox Ottoman] is rubbing small fireballs, constantly outputting, seeing that his mana is not much.

He stretched out his hand and was about to drink the blue medicine to replenish it.

Feel empty.

"I'm stupid! I'm out of mana! I'm out of blue medicine!"

After the sorcerer finished shouting, he turned around and saw that there were several empty bottles beside Lord Wu Di.

Lord Wu Di rolled his eyes at [Roman Orthodox Ottoman]:

"Why are you in a daze! Warrior! Hurry up and fight!"

[Roman Orthodox Ottoman] I was a little wronged. I was robbed of the blue bottle by the lord, and I was scolded by the lord.

It's hard.

Looking at the fallen lich, and the magic power in his body that finally stopped drawing.

Wu Di breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, not a drop.

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In Baiguang City.

The Paladin Jarvan, who was praying, sensed his prayer and request, and received a response from the Lord of the Holy Light, the Great Lord Wu Di, from afar.

From the sky, a thick beam of white light suddenly fell.

He supported the white holy light with his single hand, the power of the holy light even made him bend down.

And those soldiers who had already died in battle and were lying on the ground.

But suddenly moved.

A soldier who was collecting the corpse was taken aback, thinking he had cheated on the corpse again.

Prepare to kill the opponent with a knife.

After passing by, he was suddenly stopped by his companion.

The companion pointed reverently at the Jarvan paladin.

Everyone saw the power of the holy light from the Jarvan paladin spreading out and falling on the warriors in the outer city.

The originally injured soldiers recovered in an instant, while the dead soldiers came to their senses one after another.

Still holding weapons in their hands, they made the sound of suffocating and finally breathing air.

Looking at the sky and white clouds in front of him in disbelief.

They stood up slowly.

And the other people around finally understood what had happened.

Great Holy Light, save them!

Holy Light, resurrect them!

"Praise the Holy Light! Praise Lord Wu Di!"

A soldier shouted like this.

More and more elf warriors followed suit and shouted:

"Praise the Holy Light! Praise Lord Wu Di!"

Such slogans resounded throughout the entire White Light City.

In Baiguang City, the citizens who watched the whole battle through the big screen in the square also let out deafening cheers.

………………

"Quick, quick! Get out of the way! Lord Wu Di is dying!"

A group of players carried Wu Di and quickly returned to the territory through the portal.