As the battle went on, the necromancer's already decayed face became even more silent.
Originally, it thought that this would be a simple battle. After all, its opponent was only a Death Knight at the peak of Silver rank. Taking down the opponent's forces was something that was in the bag.
But who would have thought that in the middle of the battle, when the necromancer was about to win, a variant Mourning Banshee appeared out of nowhere.
Mourning Banshee.
It had bared teeth, red eyes, and only one nostril. It was a female Banshee with frog-like webbed feet. Its appearance was unsettling.
The Mourning Banshee was very weak. Most of the banshees would not do anything evil. Its eyes were red and swollen because it knew that someone had died, so it cried until it became red and swollen. But humans thought that its existence represented bad luck, so they were still afraid of it.
But there were always some exceptions.
Just like the seemingly weak humans, there would also be some perverted murderers. Although most of the Mourning Banshees' strength was not obvious, there were always some exceptions.
A Gold-ranked Mourning Banshee.
Its life characteristics were similar to a Lich. It also had an immortal body, and it also had intelligence that normal undead did not have. It witnessed the battle between the necromancer and the Death Knight, and at the crucial moment, it interfered. Its goal was to benefit from the fight between the sandpiper and the clam.
It succeeded.
At the crucial moment, the Mourning Banshee defeated the necromancer's troops, and relied on the Death Knight's hatred to successfully turn the other side, forming an alliance.
The Death Knight of the Undead King was able to see through this conspiracy. For a creature that had not reached the Gold rank, its thoughts were very simple. If the necromancer attacked its territory, then it was an enemy.
Enemies should be destroyed.
The Mourning Banshee was not that scary. In a one-on-one battle, the necromancer had enough strength to fight it to a draw.
However, the Death Knight's joint attack made the necromancer feel a little troubled.
The alliance's Death Knight's actions caused the battle to collapse. More importantly, in the ambush, the necromancer's army suffered a huge loss.
The Osteosaurus that took countless years to forge was unfortunately crushed into ashes in the battle. At this time, the necromancer was already on the verge of defeat.
The Mourning Banshee had a special ability. It could affect the ordinary Skeleton Warriors on the battlefield with its howls.
At this moment, the army led by the Death Knights could break through these hidden threats without any restrictions.
Of course, necromancers did have some backup plans.
A ferocious zombie walked out. Because of its relationship with Chen Feng, necromancers could obtain some fresh flesh from the human world. Compared to ordinary skeleton warriors, this bloody butcher was its favorite experimental subject after Osteosaurus.
Puchi!
Blood splattered out as the Rotten Claw easily tore apart the Death Knight's armor. Then, the Death Knight's abdomen was cut open, and even his intestines were pulled out.
However, the Death Knight did not die because of this!
This was because he had Armor Skin, Legendary Sturdiness, Perfect Physique, and other Legendary Abilities. This kind of injury could only cause him to bleed continuously, but it was not enough to trigger the Test of Death.
Clang! Clang!
After a series of fierce exchanges, the heavily injured Death Knight roared, as if he had given up hope of survival. A resolute look appeared in his eyes.
At this moment.
His combat power suddenly increased greatly, and he could almost crush the Bloody Butcher in a short period of time.
"Death Charge!"
The Death Knight had the belief that he would die.
When a person fought with the belief that he would die, the potential that burst out would be quite amazing!
"Withering and Withering!"
The Death Knight, who was covered in dirty blood, had an amazing aura. While his subordinates were entangled with the Bloody Butcher, he directly hit the Bloody Butcher with Withering and Withering. Then, a large shadow force corroded the Bloody Butcher's body.
It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in the eyes of the necromancer, there was a touch of helplessness.
The result of the battle was obvious.
The Bloody Butcher had lost the chance to fight again. Withering and Withering was the Death Knight's best move. Once hit by this move, the body would gradually be corroded by the shadow. Not only would the speed become slower, but even the flesh on the body would gradually be decomposed.
The battle of the undead was not so flashy. Life and death, victory and defeat were often decided in an instant.
A heavily injured enemy rarely had a chance to turn the tables!
Because the Bloody Butcher couldn't even make a decent defense, the Death Knight urged the skeleton horse under him to reload toward the Bloody Butcher. At the same time, he waved the giant bone blade in his hand.
Clang!
When the White Bone Giant Blade drew an arc across the Bloody Butcher's neck, the latter's head fell to the ground in the next second.
The Bloody Butcher's body slowly fell down. All his vitality had been taken away by the spell. In an instant, his whole body became pale and cold.
The outcome of the battle had been decided.
With the death of the Bloody Butcher, the necromancer had no more available generals.
It was a pity.
The necromancer's first expansion on the Bone Plain could only end in failure.
There was no point in continuing the battle. Without high-level combat power, the remaining Skeleton Warriors were just a bunch of cannon fodder. Under the pressure of the Death Knights and the Death Banshees, it wouldn't take long for them to become a pile of bones.
Revenge!
The necromancer looked at the Death Banshee not far away. A hint of scarlet flashed in his eyes. He swore that one day, he would come back again. At that time, this ugly demon would pay the price for angering him.
The necromancer would not put himself in a dangerous situation.
Now, although he had lost 60% of his skeleton warriors and all the high-level undead around him were lost, in the Bone Plain, the undead creatures were the most unpredictable. As long as they were alive, it wouldn't be long before he could form a new team.
Next time, he wouldn't be so careless.
Whether it was the Death Knight or the Death Banshee, they would all become the targets of his revenge. He would take away everything he lost today. This might take some time to prepare, but for the Lich, what he didn't lack the most was time.
The necromancer finally decided to leave.
However, at the moment when he was about to retreat, a teleportation spell suddenly appeared at this time.
Two huge bodies were transported in front of him.
Some strange light flashed in the necromancer's eyes.
This battle.
Maybe …
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