If the Goblin army was the first batch of cannon fodder, then the Specter army of the Dark City-State Alliance was the vanguard of the official siege.
The armored Skeleton Soldiers and the Goblins who had turned into Specters surged towards Blade City like a flood. After the appearance of the Specter army, the Underworld became even colder.
It wasn't the first time that the Dwarf warriors and Gnome Sorcerers on the city walls had come into contact with the Specters. Their gazes became serious, and their breathing became heavier …
As believers of the Death God, nobody knew the terror of the Specters better than them.
They didn't feel pain or emotions, and they loyally followed the orders of their controllers. They were a group of killing machines …
When fighting with the Specter army, unless the controller behind the Specter army was killed or the Specter army fought against the Specter army, even if they could defeat the Specter army, they would have to pay a huge price.
Among them, the most frightening thing was that a teammate who was fighting alongside you a second ago could be killed by the undead in the next second. The undead would then join the enemy's army in the form of an undead and fight against you with their swords and blades.
Contrary to the soldiers of Blade City, the Elves had strange expressions when they saw the Specters.
"Specters?"
"Aren't we … allies with the Death God?"
Seeing the puzzlement of the Elves, Brin sighed deeply and explained, "These are the Dark City-State Alliance's Dark City-State Alliance.
"These are the fallen Specters of the Dark City-State Alliance …"
"They betrayed our Lord and sought refuge with the God of Darkness and Shadows. They obtained great power from the Shadow Region and the Endless Abyss. They're evil degenerates!"
"They're scarier than ordinary Specters. They can even corrupt corpses and other Specters and turn them into their own …"
Brin gazed deeply at the rear of the Specter army and gripped his Magic Staff tightly.
Actually, there was something that he didn't say …
Under normal circumstances, as believers of the Death God in a city protected by the Death God, they should be able to borrow the power of the True God to destroy the Specters easily.
However, the Dark City-State Alliance seemed to have a special power that suppressed their ability to control the Specters.
The Necromancers of Blade City couldn't even summon their own Specters, let alone influence the fallen Specters.
Even if they were summoned, their condition would be very poor, and they would be easily contaminated by the other party's power.
After listening to Breen's explanation, the players were slightly stunned.
Meanwhile, the players who had experience fighting the Undead discovered that these Undead creatures were different from the rest.
Unlike the Specters summoned by the Goblin High Priest, these Specters' eye sockets didn't have blue Soulfire. Instead, they were dark red.
In addition, their bodies were shrouded in a faintly discernible black fog. They looked like the shadowy monsters in the Shadow Instance Dungeon. At the same time, they had a hint of deja vu with the Despair Scaled Monsters …
"We must not let them reach the city walls! Quickly remove the corpses from the city walls! Otherwise, they will contaminate the corpses on the city wall and turn them into new fallen undead! "
Looking at the approaching undead army, Bryn reminded sternly.
However, the elves' response was much more positive and optimistic than he had expected …
"Heh, who cares if it's an ordinary undead or a fallen undead? It's better if it's fallen! Maybe the experience points will be even higher! "
"Haha! He could do it! Is this considered a Natural Disaster versus a Natural Disaster? "
"There are so many of them! How much experience points will they provide? Today, I'm going to kill to my heart's content! "
"Change weapons! Change weapons! Against the Specters … the initial wooden weapons are the best! "
"Gosh! You should have said so earlier! I didn't bring any … "
The elves did not seem to care about Bryn's warning.
On the contrary, they were chattering and itching for a fight. It seemed that they couldn't wait to fight the undead.
Seeing how excited the elves were, Breen didn't know if he should say that their mentality was good or that they were overly optimistic. It was as if his words didn't calm down these elves who had a strong desire to fight, but instead made them even more excited …
He sighed and gave up on commanding the elves. Instead, he ordered the soldiers of the Dark Still Alliance to remove the corpses from the city walls and find a Grand Priest to purify them and bring the souls back to the Goddess' Kingdom.
However, after the order was given, the soldiers did not take much action …
"What are you waiting for?"
Bryn frowned.
Upon hearing his words, the soldiers had strange expressions.
A Dwarf warrior nearest to Bryn scratched his head and said, "Chief, there aren't many corpses left.
"Lord Chief … that … there don't seem to be many corpses on the city walls. They have already been dealt with."
Disposed of long ago?
Bryn was taken aback.
How could that be?
So many Goblins were killed by the Elves, and the Elves suffered casualties. The corpses could not have been disposed of so quickly!
With that in mind, Brin took a closer look from the top of the city wall. But what he saw left him astonished.
On the city walls … there were not many corpses, but there were many broken equipment left behind by the Goblins.
In some places, the equipment was piled up into small hills. He even saw a few elves happily picking through the equipment like scavengers …
Hmm … it was a little unsightly.
The corners of Bryn's mouth twitched, and he averted his gaze.
But … where were the corpses?
He was bewildered.
At this moment, the young Chief caught sight of an Elf who was chasing after a Goblin.
It was a Goblin that had escaped in the wrong direction.
The other Goblins were either killed or escaped from the city walls. This Goblin had escaped in the wrong direction and was blocked by the Elf.
Then, Brin saw a scene that shocked him.
The Elf smiled maliciously and slashed the Goblin to the ground.
The Goblin died on the spot, but its corpse seemed to have been weathered and turned into ashes …
The … corpse disappeared?
Bryn stared with wide eyes.
He turned his head and signaled to a Grand Priest of Death beside him. The Grand Priest of Death understood and closed his eyes to recite something.
After a while, the Grand Priest opened his eyes.
"Its soul is gone."
Its soul is gone?
Bryn was shocked.
Suddenly, he understood something, and he was energized.
No …
It's not gone!
The Elves must have purified the Goblin's corpse!
Yes, no wonder the Elves weren't afraid. They were fearless even when facing the Undead army. They … had the ability to purify corpses on the spot!
Wait … the dead Elves were gone. Was it the same?
Bryn inhaled deeply and thought that he had discovered the truth.
At this moment, he looked at the Elves in a different light …
No wonder the True God designated them as reinforcements. They had such a trick up their sleeves!
During the siege, the Dark Faction's shadow creatures and fallen Undead were the biggest headache for the Dark Faction.
The Elves could purify the ashes of their enemies while killing them. This meant that the fallen Undead were unable to replenish their energy!
Coupled with their fearless, crazed, and reckless attitude when they fought …
Bryn was looking forward to the battle between the Elves and the Undead.
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