After a burst of chicken flying dogs, everything was ready before the missile launch.

Wang Ye stood on the launch console and put his hand on the missile launch button, while the three Speaker Huang were far away and looked at Wang Ye with a grateful face.

In their ears, Wang Ye's sonorous words before seemed to still echo.

"In the future, you will be fooling around in the Tower of Dry Bones as non-necromancers, and if you are charged with slaughtering a large number of undead creatures and necromancers, it will be difficult to carry an inch..."

"I am a necromancer, the more undead creatures and necromancers I slaughter, the more they fear me, the more they fear me, the more they fear me..."

What a nice guy!

The same good people as the rat priests!

It seems that there are still many good people in this world!

The Tower of Dry Bones is no exception, and the Necromancer is no exception....

The corners of Wang Ye's upturned mouth at this time were even harder to suppress than the crazy output of AK.

Lose in hake, but gain in herring.

Luck is a thing, no one can tell, but if it really comes, it really can't be stopped.

Fort Vedrani, originally like spring in all seasons, the scenery of birds and flowers has completely disappeared, replaced by artillery fire and corpses everywhere.

Countless undead creatures of all kinds are stepping on the remains of their companions and the corpses of humans, rushing towards Fort Vedrani like a black tide.

Fortunately, Fort Vedrani has a special terrain, and there is only one land passage leading to the main city, which is very easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Otherwise, it would have fallen long ago.

However, although the Vidrani Fort did not fall at this time, the end of the Vidrani Fort has entered the countdown.

Because the only passage to the main city has been captured by undead creatures...

"It's strange that after fighting for so long, there is no one to support..." a necromancer stood on a mountain peak not far from Fort Vidrani, looking in the direction of Fort Vidrani and whispered.

The tactics of surrounding the point to help and luring the snake out of the hole will still be used by necromancers.

Instead of fighting guerrilla warfare and encounters with the Tokuyama rebels in the mountains, it is better to find a way to lure them out and let them throw themselves into the net.

Already at the beginning of the offensive, they slowed down the pace of the offensive and deliberately created loopholes, and did not cut off the means of external communication of Fort Vedrani with all their might.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Until now, they did not wait for the expected Tokuyama reinforcements.

Not even one.

"It is indeed strange that although this group of Deshan pariahs has suffered one after another recently, they should still have combat power..." a necromancer rubbed the blood-red staff in his hand and answered.

"Hey, joke!" Hearing this, a fat necromancer sneered and said disdainfully: "Today's Deshan, the top combat power is dead, the middle combat power is more than half, the bottom combat power, hehe... Can it be more than us? Even the technology killer is used..."

"Such a Tokushan, there is still a fart combat power?"

"It's just a wild dog with a broken spine."

"If I want to say, you old sinisters just think too much!"

"It's all this time, what else are you still fishing?!"

"Just kill and you're done!"

"Seeing one kill one, see two kill a pair, I don't believe that the Deshan people can't be killed!"

The necromancer who spoke first was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "This is also

..." "Then

..." "Swish..." Before

the necromancer's words were finished, they were forcibly interrupted by a dense sound wave.

The necromancers on the mountain peak raised their heads in unison, looking at the source of the voice with doubtful faces.

I saw a hundred and ten small black dots, breaking through the clouds at an extremely fast speed and swooping down.

"What is this?"

The necromancers who usually lived in seclusion and rarely had contact with the outside world did not recognize the attack item at the first time, nor did they realize the danger coming.

Instead, he stood in place, carefully examined the hundred and ten small black dots, and guessed the origin of these small black dots.

"That's not right!" A necromancer suddenly thought of something, and his face changed suddenly, "This may be... Missile! "

Run!"

Before the words fell, the necromancers reacted immediately.

It's a pity that the stunned look just now has already made them waste the golden time to run....

[Kill a level 12 green-skinned zombie and get 240

experience points] [Kill a level 14 scavenger and gain 280 experience points] [Kill a level 13

skeleton warrior and get 260 points...]

Wang Ye is extremely happy at this time.

Intracranial orgasm.

The virtual screen in front of him was completely covered by the kill report that popped up.

The kill reports overlap layer after layer, with no tendency to stop at all, completely obscuring the other interfaces.

Fortunately, this is the system, not the computer, otherwise, the kind that no one can save if it crashes.

Wang Ye was helpless, and simply turned off the virtual screen in front of him.

However, the smile expressed at the corner of his mouth can no longer be hidden.

"Whew..."

Wang Ye took a deep breath, and then let out a hearty laugh that made everyone around him feel creepy.

"Hahahaha..."

"Painful, what a fucking pain! Hahaha..." "

Cool, cool! This feeling is so cool! "

Die, die, give me all death, hahaha..." The

three of Speaker Huang looked at Wang Ye, who was laughing a little maniacally, and their hearts were terrified.

They thought that they and the others were first-class ruthless and wolf-hearted, but they couldn't laugh so freely after slaughtering many companions like Wang Ye.

They could all feel that Wang Ye's laugh was a laugh from the heart, an unpretentious laugh, a sincere laugh...

Demons, proper demons.

Inhuman demons.

Unexpectedly, the three of Speaker Huang began to reassess Wang Ye and the Tower of Dry Bones, as well as whether the choice they made this time was right or wrong...

Even the soldiers in charge of launching the missiles looked at Wang Ye with strange eyes.

Supporting Fort Vedrani and slaughtering undead creatures and necromancers is something they can't ask for and love.

If it weren't for the three of Speaker Huang, they would have cheered and cried with a headache.

But Wang Ye's performance made them feel as if they had done something wrong...

Looking at Wang Ye, who was laughing maniacally, they seemed to see a terrifying demon that was quietly waking up...

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