Chapter 271: Destroying the Demonic Wolf
Outside the Demon Wolf Village.
Magic was flying everywhere, and all kinds of fireballs, ice balls, large-scale ice and snow storms, seas of fire and other magic were released by the two-headed magic wolf.
The demonized skeletons have very low resistance to this kind of magic. Once released, it will often clear out an area, and dozens or even twenty demonized undead will turn into a pile of broken bones.
At the beginning, all the two-headed demon wolves were full of confidence when they saw this situation.
So what if the other side has more people? At worst we can use magic to clear the area.
The magic resistance is so low, what's so scary about it?
As the fight went on, the two-headed demon wolf noticed something was wrong.
The undead are getting stronger!
Growing rapidly in a terrifying way.
At first, when a spell was cast, the exploding magic would kill forty or fifty undead. But now, one spell can only kill a dozen or twenty.
It’s not that the power of their magic has decreased, but that the undead have become stronger!
Resisting magic is still a small matter. As for resisting physical attacks, the growth rate of these skeletons in front of us is even more terrifying!
As long as their minions fail to kill these skeletons immediately and give them a chance to breathe, and then come back again, their bones will become thicker and harder.
The craziest thing is the skeletons with flames on their bodies.
These skeletons are easy to kill. They are not as strong as the others with hard bones and their bodies are relatively fragile.
But you can't stop them from going crazy!
Wave after wave, they kept running over to die.
The flames on these skeletons are not simple either. They will affect the consciousness of the two-headed demon wolf. As the contact time increases, a faint blood-red color appears in the eyes of the two-headed demon wolf.
Their thinking is no longer clear, but gradually becomes confused, and they are affected by emotions of irritability, anxiety and anger.
Although the two-headed demon wolves look like monsters, they are actually very methodical when fighting. This is the combat experience and skills accumulated by this race of two-headed demon wolves from countless battlefields.
They have their own methods for how to use their claws, when to bite the opponent, when to release magic, and how often to release magic.
But when these negative emotions affect the mind, the battle becomes less smooth.
They would become angry because they failed to kill the undead with one claw, and instead of jumping away to prepare for a second attack, they would rush forward to continue attacking, thus falling into an encirclement.
When releasing magic, he ignores everything else and casts as much magic as he has, which leads to serious consumption of magic energy and inability to output it continuously.
On the other hand, the undead are indeed dying in large numbers, but the undead that survive are becoming stronger and stronger.
It is the kind of power that can be seen with the naked eye.
As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, the two-headed demon wolf gradually couldn't hold on any longer.
The two-headed demon wolves were surrounded by the undead and died wailing under countless attacks.
While fighting with the violent skeletons, the Wolf King kept an eye on the battlefield, and his heart became more and more surprised and cold.
Is this the horror of the undead?
No wonder the rat people have to deal with it with caution.
The battle cannot continue, otherwise the wolf pack under his command will be gradually devoured by the undead!
“Ouch—”
The Wolf King's two heads shot out fireballs and ice balls at the same time. The two magics collided in the air, causing an explosion, which also exploded the thick fog and knocked the violent skeleton away.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the wolf king jumped out of the battle circle and let out a wolf howl.
This is the signal to retreat.
The wolf king turned around and ran towards the village, leaving the battlefield first.
The two-headed demon wolves on the battlefield also forced back the undead around them, followed the wolf king, and ran towards the village.
Some two-headed demon wolves that were severely affected by the violent mark did not follow the escape, but continued to fight with the undead with red eyes.
They soon died under the siege of the undead.
As soon as he ran to the village, the wolf king realized something was wrong.
It’s so quiet!
The whole village fell into an eerie silence.
The two wolf heads looked around vigilantly, but did not see any familiar figure.
His nose twitched, sniffing the air.
No smell of blood.
The Wolf King felt slightly relieved.
After sniffing again, the wolf king was a little confused.
It is true that there is no smell of blood, but there are no other familiar smells either. Instead, there is the stench of the undead.
There are undead in the village, but the people in the village are not dead...
What kind of weird situation is this?
The wolf king kept digging the ground with his claws, hesitating whether to enter the village.
The other two-headed demon wolves following behind him turned around, bared their teeth at the back, and made threatening "woohoo" sounds in their throats.
After dealing with the mad two-headed demon wolves, the undead chased after them and slowly approached the two-headed demon wolves outside the village.
A darkness spread from the village, causing the Wolf King's pupils to shrink.
He saw darkness spreading along the ground, and the buildings in the village sank silently and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
It was a fear of silence.
Pure dark power.
On the ground covered in darkness, a figure slowly emerged.
He was wearing a hood, and the shadow obscured his features, making it impossible to see what was beneath the hood. He was wearing a black robe that blended into the ground.
In the bony palm, there was a long-handled sickle.
After this figure appeared, the breath of death spread, causing the hair of all the two-headed demon wolves to explode.
That is the fear of death of life, the instinct of all living things.
The dark skeleton stared at the two-headed demon wolf.
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