Thousands of Ghouls were killed in an instant, but the leader of the Wizards in charge of controlling and managing the War Wizard's Pagoda was not happy at all. Instead, he flew into a rage.
"Send the order … Send the order quickly! Get those idiots to stop … The Ghouls are the most worthless thing in the enemy's army. Get them to conserve their Wizard Energy and prepare to deal with the mid to high-level dead souls. Leave the Ghouls to the Wizard Beasts … "
As this order was quickly passed down, the thirty War Wizard Pagodas stopped their attacks and turned to accumulate Wizard Energy, waiting silently.
Without the obstruction of the War Wizard's Pagoda, the advancing Ghouls and Skeletal Army finally clashed with the Wizard Beast army that had been waiting for a long time.
Almost instantly, a giant wave of blood rose from the frontline. Amidst the waves of blood, there were countless bone fragments and severed limbs.
Wizard Beasts were created by the Wizards to be cannon fodder, and the biological materials used to create them were the wild beasts captured in the Dark Forest. The higher level Wizard Beasts were all chosen by the Wizards to become the guardians of the Wizard's Pagoda, and the rest were crudely made, using Wizard Techniques to stimulate their battle potential, turning them into twisted monsters that only knew how to fight and kill.
Their bodies were also strange, and many of them looked like a simple amalgamation of many wild beasts. But without exception, they all had strong and valiant bodies, bloody and cruel killing instincts, and a variety of ways to attack …
In terms of individual qualities, the combat abilities of Wizard Beasts were far above that of Ghouls and Skeletal Warriors. A three-meter-tall wild Wizard Beast was enough to overturn a dozen slow and stiff Skeletal Warriors. But on the battlefield, there was a lack of space. All of the creatures were clustered together, fighting with their primitive physical abilities.
Under such circumstances, the combat abilities of the Wizard Beasts were suppressed, and the advantage of the Skeletal Army in numbers was demonstrated.
Visible to the naked eye, the two equally large teams were constantly clashing and killing each other.
It was as if the Skeletal Army and the Wizard Beast army had been thrown into a blender. One side was turned into bones, while the other side was turned into minced meat.
Both sides were advancing, and the front part of the battle was disappearing bit by bit as they advanced. The entire front part of the bloody battlefield was soaked in blood, and the ground was covered with a hodgepodge of flesh and bone fragments mixed together and mixed together.
Both sides stepped on the filth and continued to fight. They continued to die, adding more materials to the flesh furnace.
Seeing that the Undead Army and the Wizard Beast Army were locked in battle, the hundreds of Gnome Chariots that had been holding the line in the rear began to move forward slowly, gradually bringing the Wizard Beast Army into the attack range of the Magic Cannons.
A large number of Metal Magical Machines and Goblin Mechanical Warlocks followed closely behind, playing the role of heavy infantry. As for the Flame Legion, it did not move at all. It was silently waiting for the moment when the Wizard Beast Army was scattered by the Undead Army.
The War Wizard Pagoda finally opened fire again.
This time, they did not release those large-scale attack spells. Instead, they used a fixed-point method to kill the middle and high-level undead that were mixed in the undead army. After all, the undead that possessed special combat skills were too destructive to the wizard beast army, so they had to limit their numbers and scale. Otherwise, the rate at which the Wizard Beast Army was being depleted would be too fast!
The Gnome Chariots that had advanced to the front also began to show their might. Blinding energy fireballs streaked across the sky, dragging long trails of black smoke as they landed among the Wizard Beasts, blasting some of the more eye-catching fellows and everything around them into pieces.
It would be impolite not to reciprocate!
Both sides were purposefully and systematically clearing out the core supporters of the other party's combat system. Without these fellows who were the backbone of the battle, the combat power of the other party's troops had obviously decreased significantly.
Every few days, the War Wizard Pagoda and the Gnome Chariots would greet each other from thousands of meters away. The scattered energy fireballs exploded on the protective barrier outside the pagoda, but did not cause any damage to it. The attack spells released by the War Wizard Pagoda were also blasted into brilliant fireworks by the energy rays that shot into the sky, creating a beautiful fluorescent rain of fire above the chariots.
The Goblin Mechanical Warlocks who showed off their skills waved their arms and shouted loudly. Goblin slang with all sorts of strange dialects instantly resounded on the battlefield.
"This damned Grim, how dare he collude with the Liches from the outside world …" The Witch Clara slammed the table with force, her face full of hatred.
She had visited many friends in one go, and only then did she manage to piece together the lineup before her. Who would have thought that the Wizard Beast army that had planned to deplete the other party's Magical Equipment reserves would actually fight against a group of mindless undead creatures?
Furthermore, looking at the current situation, it was extremely likely that the undead would emerge victorious in the end.
After all, there were three level 4 Liches supporting the Canopy of Undead from behind, and the endless undead army pouring out of the Skeletal Plane brought immense pressure to Randner's army.
To other living creatures, dying in the tens of thousands was equivalent to breaking their bones, and they could forget about becoming strong again. To the undead, it would be a shame to not lose hundreds of thousands of undead in every battle.
If other races wanted to obtain subordinates, they would have to search for them one by one, capture them one by one, and train them one by one. On the other hand, evil creatures like the Liches would directly invade a small plane, and use their special magical methods to corrupt the source of the plane.
Once the source of the plane went out of control, the entire environment of the plane would turn into a land of absolute death that the Liches needed. After planting the seeds, they could easily harvest the undead creatures of a plane after a few hundred years.
While other people killed the undead one by one, the Liches harvested the planes one by one. The difference in efficiency between the two was more than a million!
Hence, every Lich that was registered in the Faraway Universe was the most terrifying plane killer. They often controlled multiple Bone Planes that no longer had a single living thing in them, and the predecessors of these Bone Planes were once ordinary material planes that were full of life.
With such confidence, the Liches did not care about the loss of these low-level undead creatures. If it was necessary, they could even activate a few Bone Planes and use the sea of undead that covered the mountains and plains to fill up the entire stone canyon and the surrounding area.
Congnas watched the carnage unfold in front of him as he conversed with Grimm.
"I've already brought the people over for you. I can help you clear out the enemy's cannon fodder. However, we won't fight the Magi of the other side. That will cause the Liches Union to question us. "
"Understood. We'll fight the Magi ourselves. All you have to do is clean up the battlefield!" Grimm's calm voice sounded at the same time, and the three Liches could hear it clearly.
"Then … You should hand over the Necropolis of the God of Death that you promised us, right? We only need the spatial waymark there. You don't have to worry about verifying it! "
"Since we're allies, why would I lie to you? Here … This is the spatial waymark there … "A series of spatial waymarks of hundreds of digits were sent over like flowing water, and the three Liches immediately memorized them in the depths of their souls.
The Necropolis of the God of Death was actually the divine kingdom of a defeated god of death. Without the support of their plane's faith, they could only choose eternal slumber to avoid exhausting what little divine force they had left.
Such a divine kingdom floated in the depths of the Endless Sea of Stars. Without a spatial waymark, trying to find it would be like searching for a specific grain of sand on a vast beach. It was an impossible task.
So, after hearing about the Necropolis of the God of Death from Grimm, Congnas did not hesitate to find two of his lich companions to work together to devour and digest the target.
The God of Death, the God of Death, had retained the divinity of death.
Even for a Lich, this kind of extremely precious thing was a great supplement.
If a Lich was tired of living without flesh, blood, or senses, they could choose to fuse with the divinity of death. There was a high chance that they could inherit the divinity and power of faith, giving them a chance at a new life.
That was why raiding the Necropolis of a God of Death was a glorious achievement for the Liches.
As for whether the news was fake or not … Hehe, there was no one in the entire universe who would dare to lie to a Lich!
Grimm sent out the news, and the Liches sent out the cannon fodder. Both sides hit it off, resulting in this absurd scene.
The undead army of a million continued to attack, and the tens of thousands of the Randner Family's troops were finally wiped out. Seeing this, the three Liches cut off the energy supply to the Skeletal Gate, and the terrifying black screen of light finally retracted.
As for the tens of thousands of undead left on the battlefield, the Liches could not be bothered to teleport them back. They ordered them to charge at the enemy and disappeared from the battlefield.
Now that the cannon fodder had been cleared, it was time for the elite troops of both sides to kill each other.
Under the lead of the Lord of the Flames, the long-awaited Flame Corps roared and coordinated with the advancing Magic Machine Army, launching a ferocious attack on the Randner Family's Wizard Pagoda.
The War Wizard Pagoda, which had been accumulating energy, lit up one after another.
Raging waves of lightning, forests of ice spears, spikes of earth pillars, and violent fireballs … It was as if the Elemental World had been opened. Incomparably violent elemental sorcery descended from the sky, shrouding the entire battlefield in an elemental tide that was like an apocalyptic natural disaster.
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