Duriel could do nothing about the opponent's underhanded tactics.
In the past, it would immobilize others and then easily defeat them. Now, neither side can move, so it's the same situation. Neither can catch up with the other, and it's just a matter of stalling for time.
Duriel knew that the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for him, so it let out another low growl, then ignored the harassment from the ghosts and attacked Liu Nian.
Seeing that Durell was ignoring the harassment of the ghost and angrily charging towards them, Liu Nian quickly slipped and immediately started circling around the ghost.
Meanwhile, the Stone Golem followed Duriel slowly and slyly behind him.
Liu Nian was slowed down by the frozen spiritual energy, and Duriel was also in a bad way, with the slowing effect reaching its maximum.
For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand. After circling the surrounding buildings a few times, the two sides remained deadlocked.
But this stalemate is advantageous to Liu Nian. Don't forget that he has Lamasu around him, and the Lamasu around him is constantly corroding his life force with the plague aura.
Lamasu in the sky left Duriel helpless. Liu Nian was as agile as an eel, and Duriel couldn't catch him. Powerless against ranged attacks, Duriel could only vent his anger on the surrounding spirits.
The Undead's entire strategy revolves around a rogue-like approach. You dare to compete with me in stalling for time? Watching Duriel tear the wraiths apart again, Liu Nian was extremely smug.
However, it seems that Duriel has a backup plan. Judging from its growl just now, a group of people dressed in black robes are rushing towards the portal.
The ravens circling around the battlefield anxiously issued warnings upon seeing a third party enter the fray.
Unfortunately, they have no fighting ability and can't be of much help.
They arrived at the battlefield shortly afterward. Once they took off their robes, revealing the armor they wore underneath, Liu Nian immediately recognized them as followers of the Eye of Truth. The attire of the chosen ones was quite distinctive.
They were clearly surprised to see Duriel being walked by his dog. With the projection of the Lord of Pain, they had easily dismantled the defenses of City B.
As a result, almost all the servants guarding the portal have been killed, and the man on the other side has managed to trap Duriel here all by himself.
Judging from the current situation, he still has a slight advantage.
The leader steadied himself and recalled the report from the followers.
With his pitch-black necromancer appearance and one-eyed feature, this man must be the target of the Lord of Truth's pursuit.
He was also very interested in seeing the strength of an opponent who could make him hate them so much.
As long as he's around, B City won't allow such an awesome person to exist!
Seemingly believing that his arrival would turn the tide for his side, he immediately roared at Liu Nian.
"Liu Nian, if you surrender now, I can grant you a complete corpse!" The leader, pitch black, urged surrender as if this was some supreme honor.
It's inexplicable. How did he figure out that I was bound to lose?
Hearing such pretentious words, Liu Nian laughed in anger. He had said that these people were crazy, yet they could still try to persuade him to surrender like this.
However, Liu Nian was concerned about something else: he actually knew my name, which meant that I was ranked among the top by that unknown god.
Perhaps watching Liu Nian and Duriel play hide-and-seek caused him to hallucinate, making him think that Liu Nian's summoned creatures were weak and dared not confront Duriel head-on.
That's true. Going head-on against Duriel is definitely not an option; they're simply not on the same level.
But defeating Duriel won't work; dealing with you Chosen Ones is a piece of cake.
Following Liu Nian's will, the skull flag bearer pointed at the group of Truth believers.
The vampires that had been lying idle instantly flew towards the group of tin cans, along with several Lamas.
The Chosen Ones originally intended to reclaim the portal first, but unexpectedly, a swarm of bats flew in from the sky.
Upon landing, the vampires instantly engaged in a chaotic battle with the Chosen Ones. The vampires were a devastating force against humans, and the Chosen Ones' heavy armor could not withstand their vampiric attacks.
After just one encounter, several drained corpses remained.
The high priest was unaware of the Chosen One's tragic state; he was casting several instant-cast spells in Liu Nian's direction.
Just as he was about to unleash his mental whip, darkness fell from above, and a colossal creature descended upon him with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.
This attack made him cry out in distress. His spell was currently counting down, and interrupting the casting would have a backlash. If he didn't interrupt the casting, this massive thing would crush him and he would never need to cast spells again.
Prioritizing survival, the high priest hesitated briefly before decisively interrupting the spell, using a lazy roll to dodge Lamas's crushing attack.
The strong wind, carrying withered branches and leaves, made it impossible for him to open his eyes. Before he could even get up, the two debuffs, Insect Breath and Plague, were already silently eroding his life.
If you get caught in close combat, you should definitely ask your teammates for help to create distance between you and the opponent.
Knowing that there were only a few people to defend themselves, the high priest, covered in blood and mud, ran towards the chosen ones in a disheveled state.
He prayed that the chosen ones could stop the approaching behemoth, never imagining that the other chosen ones were counting on him to use magic to save them from their dire straits.
Targeted by vampires, they were neither able to fight back nor escape, and less than a minute later, half of their manpower was wiped out.
Vampires completely ignore their armor and can drain their life force simply by opening their mouths.
They, who could hold their own against silver-level masters in B City, were completely powerless when faced with vampires.
The damage I inflict on them has no effect whatsoever; instead, my life force is gradually drained by my opponents.
With fewer and fewer companions around, it also means that more and more vampires are attacking him.
"No..." After being entangled by two or more vampires, he only had time to let out a weak wail before following in the footsteps of his companions.
When the high priest stumbled and staggered his way over, the surrounding chosen ones had already been wiped out.
This is the scene he saw: there were no more Chosen Ones around, and a group of beautiful exotic women were looking at him with ambiguous smiles.
The twenty-odd Chosen Ones he brought were killed silently by the enemy. It was laughable that he thought the opponent was too weak.
"Like a lamb entering a tiger's den," the phrase suddenly came to his mind.
Then, the time of the magical backlash passed, and he shakily pulled out the ritual dagger from his pocket, intending to initiate the sacrificial ritual.
Summoning the Lord of Truth was the only thing he could do, and with that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated and decisively initiated the ritual.
Lilith, who was already close, raised an eyebrow and subtly reached out to stop the vampire from interrupting the summoning ritual.
Another aspect of the Lord of Truth was sitting in a palace made of flesh and blood when he noticed his followers trying to summon him, and he turned his gaze there.
"It's that little brat!" Seeing Liu Nian's familiar figure made it grit its teeth and was about to respond to the believer's call.
"!!!" Who was that figure around the cultist? It sent a chill down its spine.
"Lilith, the Goddess of Death, you slut! Is Hell so boring? You're always loafing around!" Upon seeing who it was, Idaril angrily swung his tentacles and pierced through a wall.
"Since she's still here, let's just let it go!" Idaril was a little unsure of himself, so he withdrew his gaze from that direction. Although he was somewhat annoyed, there was nothing he could do.
Compared to established legends, it's still very young!
He's just a believer; he has plenty of other things to do. There's no need to go head-to-head with that old hag.
Thinking about it this way made him even more depressed. With nowhere to vent his frustration, Idaril smashed holes all over the wall.
Unexpectedly, this was the outcome; the entire group of Eye of Truth cultists who had been lying in wait in B City for a long time met their tragic end on the spot.
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