Maid is too strong!I'm the villain lord and I'm going straight

The players only felt that a bright golden light suddenly lit up in the pitch-black battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, another golden multi-ring magic circle unfolded on the city wall.

Oengel and Clement walked out of the magic circle with support, and reappeared on the city wall.

Unsurprisingly.

It's just a pity for those knights who followed Oengel out of the fortress to kill the enemy.

The pale golden spots on Roy's body flickered like embers, and the power of time was still lingering on her body. The phantom of the clock in her eyes gradually disappeared. She glanced at Onger indifferently, and then her figure flickered and left the city wall. Return to the highest tower and observe the entire battlefield with other members of the Maid Corps.

Clement did not suffer any harm. He helped Onger to sit down in the military tent. The mithril rings on the armor made a "click-click" sound. The Duke of Northwind, who was supported by him, lowered his head. His face was gray and defeated, and his steps were staggering.

"It was I who harmed them." The Duke of Beifeng moved his chapped lips and spit out such a sentence.

Lu En trotted to Oengel, and he supported the NPC master who took good care of him from the other side. From that old face, he saw deep pain and self-blame.

"I saw that the isolation zone was blown out by the black wind. A group of bone knights and liches were planning to go around the city wall from there. They hid themselves in the deep night, and the gray mist of death followed them. Only I saw it. ,so……"

"At least they died on the battlefield. The undead are terrifying, but under your leadership, they are still relentless. They are true heroes."

Clement helped Oengel to sit on the warm animal skin cushion, and said a few words of relief. The aged Duke of Northwind had been hit by the Necromancer's insanity curse many times, and his consciousness could not keep up with his body at the moment. control, which makes him look very weak.

"I don't want them to be heroes, I'd rather be the one who dies."

Oengel covered his face and wept bitterly. Each of the dead knights was his personal guards, brothers who followed him through life and death, but now they were buried by him himself, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

Clement didn't know how to comfort the aged general, so he could only sigh deeply.

"Uncle Cremon, you go to the city wall to command the battle first, you are needed there, so just leave it to me, Master." Lune said to Cremon.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Cremon nodded solemnly, turned and left.

The war is in full swing and changing rapidly.

He couldn't help wasting too much time here.

At this time, the undead continued to attack the city.

The ghost dragon Engus himself has put a lot of pressure on the city defense, and the ghost dragon has only one purpose now, which is to destroy the Moonlight Holy Well as soon as possible. He has arranged almost all the troops of the undead to attack the Moonlight Holy Well .

"As expected of the magic circle arranged by the demigod-level elf king, even if I am an undead, it still has a lot of suppression effect on me..."

Engus hovered outside the influence of the Moonlight Holy Well and did not dare to step into it easily. The will-o'-the-wisps of the undead swayed from side to side in his eye sockets, showing that his mood was uncertain.

But even if he didn't set foot in the range of influence of the Moonlight Holy Well, he was absolutely sure of destroying the Moonlight Holy Well.

Because there are really too many dead souls who died near the Emerald Fortress. In the millennia, humans and elves have waged tens of thousands of wars, and every time, countless humans will die under the blades and arrows of elves.

Their bones rest forever beneath the earth.

Their names may have been forgotten.

But this does not affect them to climb up from the ground again.

"O dead souls wandering in the scorched earth!" Engus raised his pale dragon claws and raised his head to the sky.

Necromantic energy began to gather towards his dragon claw.

This made the black smoke around him thicker and thicker.

These necromantic energy did not come from Engus himself, but from the land under his feet.

Countless ghosts in tattered armor could be seen roaring and roaring in the black mist, and a human face composed of dense gray mist appeared around Engus's body.

"Reluctance, resentment, pain! Pick up your blades again and swing your swords at the living!"

"Om-"

A circle of green halos unfolded behind Engus.

At the same time, all the condensed undead energy around him spilled out in an instant, until it penetrated into every inch of the battlefield.

"Hiss hiss—"

A chilling whimper echoed across the battlefield, the roar of the dead.

But it's not over yet.

Gravestones began to rise slowly from the ground.

These tombstones shone with miserable green ancient characters, and they were surrounded by necromantic energy. After a while, the entire battlefield became a cemetery full of tombstones.

"Bolvik Necropolis!? Not good!"

Clement exclaimed, the scene in front of him reminded him of a record in an ancient book.

Undead Forbidden Curse - Bolvik Necropolis.

This is a long-acting undead magic.

However, no channeling is required when summoning the Bolvik Necropolis.

When summoned, a large graveyard filled with tombstones will form.

once in a while.

The necromantic energy in the graveyard will get a mutation, and the tombstone will also rise in height.

When the tombstone is fully raised.

There will be very scary undead creatures to be summoned.

According to records, a terrifying undead disaster once broke out in the Saint Lodia Empire in the southern continent.

At that time, the legendary necromancer Bulvik used this self-created magic for the first time.

The defenders of the Royal City of Santa Lotia did not know the significance of these tombstones.

They just stood on the city wall and laughed at the Scourge, which had failed to break through the shield of the Royal City of Saint Lodia for a month.

But they quickly paid for it.

When tombstones absorb enough revenant energy from the earth, they grow fully like crops.

In the end, the skeletons lifted the tombstones and broke through the ground.

But these skeletons are not ordinary skeleton soldiers, they are all powerful skeleton knights at the champion knight level, or necromancer-level necromancer liches, and the undead flames in their eye sockets are also strange red.

This alone is not enough to scare the defenders of Saint Lotia.

As the strongest empire in the Southern Continent.

The sanctuary of all mages.

They had too many weapons of mass destruction, and immediately a soldier controlled a disaster-grade magic cannon and fired a shot at those weird bones.

The annihilating power of the calamity-grade magic cannon swept across most of the cemetery area, and the skeleton warrior who had just climbed out was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The defenders on the walls cheered triumphantly.

But those bone knights and liches that had been crushed into powder were reunited under their noses, and they continued to approach the city wall with slow but firm steps.

On that day, they saw the undead army that was truly immortal under the influence of the forbidden curse of the undead.

No matter if you chop them into pieces with weapons, blow them up with magic, or even turn these undead into fly ash with the energy of the Holy Light, they can still be reassembled without being affected by any power at all.

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