Although the bird was killed, the gas was also a little out.

But the reality still has to be faced.

Looking at the corpse of the owl messenger on the ground, the necromancer's brain was racing fast.

That one is already on his way, and with that person's speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before he can come over.

Waiting for the arrival of the other party here, you will definitely die a miserable death.

Worse than this silly bird....

Well?

Silly bird?

Pregnant!

"Snap!"

He quickly snapped his fingers and summoned an owl messenger.

"Tell Lake, let him do whatever it takes, bite Rogue, and I'll go right away!"

The owl messenger glanced at the corpse of his companion on the ground, and flew out as if he had been added a speed buff...

Outside the town, Wang Ye, who was waiting a little impatiently, finally received the spiritual feedback transmitted by the red-eyed bats one after another.

"Battle

..." "Undead

..." "Necromancer

..." "Flame..." "Cold

Ice..."

Through the analysis of the spiritual feedback of red-eyed bats and the modeling ability of super intelligence, a bird's-eye view of the sky slowly appeared in Wang Ye's mind.

"It should... No problem..."

muttered in a low voice, Wang Ye stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Lao Luo, rush me!"

Dr. Rogue pulled out his legs and rushed out, but after rushing two steps, he seemed to suddenly remember something, suddenly stopped, turned to Wang Ye and asked, "Captain, what is this little girl doing?" "

Wang Ye is shameful, this Polita woman has been unconscious and has no sense of existence at all.

Ignored by him automatically.

Scratching his head, Wang Ye said helplessly: "That's okay, I'll rush, you follow

me..." Dr. Rogue tried to put a touched expression on his face, and choked up: "Captain, you are too good for me, it really touches me too much..."

Unfortunately, his fierce and evil face seriously damaged his expression, making Wang Ye look straight.

Fuck, the girl said such a sentence with teary eyes, plus a sentence to agree, maybe there will be two fools to buy it.

You are a bald guy with a face full of flesh, say this, are you disgusting or disgusting!?

"If you say one more word, I'll make you never speak..."

The two of them were burdensome, one after the other, rushing straight into the town like the wind.

In the heart of the town, a fierce battle is being staged at this time.

A group of transcendent beings trapped two necromancers and thousands of undead creatures in the middle, desperately attacking.

The corpses on the ground were intertwined layer by layer, and the blood of humans and the dirty blood of zombies were mixed together, soaking a large amount of land.

In general, the corpses on the ground are mostly undead creatures, but there are not many corpses of human transcendent beings.

The battle loss ratio is around 1.6:1.

And didn't pull away too much.

Such a battle loss ratio, if it is a fight between human transcendents, can be reluctantly accepted, but if it is a fight with undead creatures, it is difficult to accept.

The cost of a necromancer summoning a level 20 undead creature is approximately equal to none.

However, if a human transcendent wants to grow from an ordinary person to level 20, it has to pay huge time and resource costs.

Such a war loss ratio, even if the four major regimes look at it, they will call it out.

But such a battle loss ratio was achieved by these human transcendents on the scene, seizing the opportunity of these two necromancers to be singled out, and working hard to set traps and lure necromancers into the trap...

Because, those two necromancers are both level 20 necromancers who have completed the second turn.

And the strongest of them is able to complete the second turn....

"Come on, brothers..."

Fast! Fast! We're almost there!

"Kill these two demons

..." "Let them pay for their lives..." In

the face of the tight defense line formed by undead creatures, even if the shouts of these human transcendent beings are heaven-shaking, they can only take their lives layer by layer.

The two necromancers who were besieged in the middle did not feel alarmed at this time, but gave people a sense of calm and leisure.

As if it was not the other party who surrounded him, but himself surrounded the other party ....

"Hey, hey

, hey..." "This group of fools who don't have brains, just such a little strength, and want to beat the idea of the two of us, stubborn

..." "Hey, they're carried away by hatred and have lost their minds..." "

Well, the adult's method is so useful!" Peel and nail stakes, hehe, do it once, you can fish out a bunch of rebels

..." "Yes, exchange hundreds of ordinary people's corpses for thousands of transcendent corpses, quack..." "Moreover, even those hundreds of ordinary people's corpses,

we can also use ah... Hahaha..." The

conversation between the two necromancers was not heard by outsiders, they communicated with spirits.

If their conversation were heard by these red-eyed human transcendents, I am afraid that they would be directly angry...

"Big brother, bombard with heavy weapons! If we continue to fight like this, we will suffer too much..." an unkempt, green blood-stained Polita man, armed with a long knife dripping with blood, rushed to a small building very close to the battlefield and shouted at an elegant man dressed in Tokuyama aristocratic clothes standing by the window.

The elegant man was silent for a while, slowly turned around, looked at the man with the long knife, and said in a deep voice: "Suffer? If you suffer a loss, you won't fight?

"Big brother, I didn't say no fighting, I meant to blast a gap with heavy weapons, let's..." the man with the long knife quickly explained.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the elegant man waving his hand.

"Heavy weapons? Guess how many heavy weapons we still have?

"Don't talk about heavy weapons! We don't even have high-grade bullets now! What are you asking me to blast open a gap for you!? "

Bang with your mouth?"

"Didn't... Gone? How could it be..." the

long knife man's face was full of disbelief, "If it's gone, hurry up and buy it!" We have money, but we are afraid that we will not be able to buy it?

"Big brother, when is it, don't worry about money..."

The gentle man laughed disdainfully, and said in a sad tone: "Money is a good thing!" As long as there is money, you can buy anything..."

"But... That was in the ordinary

, and now it's a war..." "Not to mention that most of our foreign accounts have been frozen, just talking about transporting this piece, who can ship it for you, who dares to ship it to you, who can transport it to you..."

"No one can

..." "They won't help you with anything except falling into the well and eating outdoors..."

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