Listening to the shouts of killing that kept sounding behind him, Wang Ye, who was surrounded by flames, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If... The entire Polyta Commercial Federation is like this, that ... If the Tower of Dry Bone wants to completely capture the Polita area, the time it takes and the losses it suffers will be at least dozens of times..."

There is no if

..." "Three monks carrying water will all go their separate ways, let alone 36

..." "The region that has not completed the great unification will simply not be able to exert its full combat power in the face of foreign invasion

..." "It can only be in vain

..." "Polita is so, Aqua Blue Star, the same is true..." Until

this time, Wang Ye suddenly realized why the Tower of Dry Bones would launch an invasion war against the 36 allied countries of the Polita Commercial Federation at the same time...

"It's a pity..." Listening to the high shouts behind him, Wang Ye whispered to himself.

Then he quickened his pace, and according to the instructions transmitted by the red-eyed bat, he rushed towards the direction of the undead legion...

"Hey, what are you doing? Why not send letters? Want to die? Looking at the owl messenger hovering above his head and cooing, a summoning necromancer in the army of the undead, he couldn't help but frown and scolded.

"Gooo Master, you can't sense the target's mental fluctuations..." the owl messenger replied fearfully.

"What?" The summoning necromancer was surprised, "Dead? Or did it contain mental fluctuations? "

Goo-goo... I don't know..."The owl messenger is speechless!"

You ask the bird, who does the bird ask?!

"Swoosh!" A bone arrow passed through the body of the owl messenger.

"Beast, who asked you to pick me up?" Looking at the owl messenger falling from mid-air, the summoning necromancer said coldly.

He loves to talk to himself, but especially hates other people or creatures picking up when he is talking to himself.

The owl messenger is a creature that especially likes to answer stubble....

Of course, he hated the undead creatures under his command even more when he asked, silent...

If this owl messenger who was killed had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely be angry enough to die again....

Fuck, are you such a bully of birds?

Don't talk back, die?

Answer, is to answer the stubble, and have to die?

Are you perverted?!

"It should be dead

..." "Forget it, if

you die, you die..." "It's better to die..."

Suddenly, the summoning necromancer received a spiritual feedback.

He turned his head and looked somewhere.

There, it was exactly the direction where Wang Ye was currently located.

"This group of things that don't know whether they are dead or alive!"

"I didn't go to you, but I dared to come to me?!"

"Well, I'll send you to die..."

First harvest you, and then go to repair the altar of the undead..." After

whispering to himself for a while, the summoning necromancer stretched out his hand and commanded confidently: "Chong, crush that group of ants for me!" "

His confidence is supported by reality.

The huge army of undead led by him, in addition to the tens of thousands of undead creatures he contracted himself, there were nearly 80,000 bus undead belonging to the Tower of Dry Bones.

The two add up, close to 100,000.

With an army of 100,000 undead in hand, can you have no confidence?

"Knock knock..." With

the sound of footsteps shaking the ground, the army of the undead slowly adjusted its direction...

Sensing the red-eyed bat hanging far away in midair, Wang Ye's heart was full of smiles.

A good play, the two sides of the scene cooperate with each other, in order to sing well....

Ten minutes later, Wang Ye no longer needed the guidance of the red-eyed bat to sense the army of undead in front of him.

"Hiss..." Feeling the doubling of the number of undead in front of him, Wang Ye, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, still couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

Red-eyed bats are not a panacea.

Although, no necromancer would suspect that there would be enemy eyeliner in red-eyed bats.

But if the red-eyed bats of other necromancers flew above their heads, the necromancers wouldn't mind knocking them down.

No one likes to be stared at all the time, and necromancers are no exception....

The red-eyed bats released by Wang Ye, under the command of Wang Ye, are all pretending to be "passers-by", running around battlefields, undead legions, and regions, conducting side-by-side reconnaissance...

Turning his head and roughly estimating the number of human transcendents behind him, Wang Ye felt a little relieved.

About thirteen thousand.

"As long as the other party's level is not too outrageous, it should not be a problem for a while..."

Five minutes later, Wang Ye suddenly stopped, and the flames surrounding him fluctuated violently.

The human transcendents who followed behind Wang Ye, seeing this situation, did not stop with them, but bypassed Wang Ye one after another, roared, and killed forward.

Fire Mage is a battery class, not a melee class.

Wang Ye was able to fight bravely before, they were already surprised and admired...

In the face of the upcoming large-scale battle, they hoped that Wang Ye could give full play to the role of the fire battery, instead of going to the strangling line in front and acting as a vanguard...

However, some human transcendent beings with better eyesight saw a white and strong body through the raging fire when passing by Wang Ye...

"Groove! "

Hey, the big guy actually likes to run naked on the battlefield..."

It's worthy of being a big guy, it's just different from us ordinary people..."

"I said how this big guy has been consuming mana to create a flame barrier, it turns out that he has a bare ass..." With a

smile on his mouth, one after another Deshan transcendent passed by Wang Ye, and rushed to the undead legion that could already be faintly seen in front of him...

If Wang Ye could hear their hearts, he would definitely explain it.

"What do you mean by a bare ass? Am I obviously wearing panties!!

"Also, I don't like running naked, I just haven't found a dead man to pick up clothes..."

"In the end, you can obviously praise me for being strong, why do you call me white?"

"I haven't been a little white face..."

After 10 seconds of preparation for casting, Wang Ye had already condensed a fiery red light mass in his hand.

Wang Ye took a deep breath and threw it into the air...

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