What did the Bone Plain lack the most?
Corpses!
What did it lack the most?
Corpses.
For the Undead here, as a weak leader, ordinary Skeletal Warriors were enough to satisfy all their needs. After all, Skeletal Warriors were the most suitable source of soldiers for low-level Undead battles.
But at the level of a necromancer, a large-scale spell could cause magic damage in a radius of more than ten miles. It was conceivable that no matter how many skeleton warriors there were, they were useless cannon fodder.
Against the weak side, they could use the human wave tactic, but against opponents of the same level, it was a bit too useless.
And this was the main reason why the necromancer fled. Without the bloody butcher, no undead could stop the death knight's charge. If it was a one-on-one situation, the death knight at the peak of the silver level was no match for the necromancer. Even if it was a melee, the necromancer had a hundred ways to kill this enemy.
But …
The mourning banshee was still at the side.
It had good wisdom and from the beginning, it used the death knight as a chess piece. Once the death knight intertwined with itself, the latter would not hesitate to launch a general attack.
The most likely situation was that under some large-scale spells, the mourning banshee would target both itself and the death knight.
Abyss.
There were no eternal allies.
But the death knight was now crazy. Even if it was a human, when half of their accumulated property was destroyed by an invader, they would lose their mind, let alone an undead without the ability to think.
However, just as the necromancer was about to leave, two huge figures suddenly appeared in front of it. Although the corpses had been dead for some time, the necromancer could still smell a strong wave of power from them.
When they were alive.
They had good strength.
And this was the resource that the necromancer needed the most now.
…
Blood covered all the land. The air here seemed to contain some kind of power, even the laws of the plane were distorted.
The power of the abyss was suppressed!
The chaotic will that shrouded the entire bottomless abyss was distorted, expelled, and changed here. The mourning banshee injected new power into this land.
This was the new stronghold of the mourning banshee.
Compared to its companions who cried for the dead and had no fighting power at all, this mourning banshee had the ambition and wisdom that even the demons were afraid of.
It had been observing the Death Knight for a long time.
In the beginning, they wanted to kill the other party and take over the other party's position on this land. However, the Necromancer's interference destroyed all their plans.
However, this did not make the banshee dejected. On the contrary, she had an even bolder idea.
Devour Necromancers!
This plan was undoubtedly crazy, but once it succeeded, it would be able to gain a firm foothold here.
In order to obtain a piece of land that belonged to her, the Death Banshee had worked hard for countless years. During this period, other than the ordinary undead, she had also recruited many dark creatures.
Countless dark creatures were busy in front of him.
They were preparing for a new battle. This battle was much more difficult than the ones they had faced before because their opponents were necromancers!
However …
Fear was out of the question.
Perhaps because they had stayed in the Abyss for a long time, these dark creatures were also infected with some of the chaotic will unique to demons. At this time, they were rather excited when facing the defeated necromancers!
Defeating a Gold Ranker!
Perhaps this would allow them to obtain some unknown pleasure!
Seeing that the necromancer had stopped retreating, the Death Banshee's face flashed with a hint of hesitation. However, it was only for a few seconds.
The situation of the battle was clear.
Without the Bloody Butcher as a defense, the necromancer had lost his meat shield. Even if the other party had any conspiracy, in the face of absolute power, it was not worth mentioning at all.
Moreover, it had allied with a powerful fellow.
The Death Knight.
Compared to the Skeleton Warriors and the Bloody Butcher, the Death Knight was undoubtedly a powerful creature with a higher talent. It could be said that it was the soul of the undead. Its evil aura combined with the ghouls or crypt demons could even, in a sense, increase the movement speed and HP recovery of the team in a sense.
There were many limitations to becoming a Death Knight.
In addition to talent, one's sensitivity to combat was also very important.
In the necromancer's initial plan, what it needed to do was only to defeat the Death Knight, but not to truly erase the other party's will.
Although the Death Knight's intelligence was not high, in the White Bone Plain, it was one of the few commanders who could train the undead under its command to fight.
If an ordinary Skeleton Warrior could only burst out with a strength of 1.
Then, under the training of the Death Knights, they would be able to unleash 1.5 Strength. It might not be obvious for a single Skeleton Warrior, but when hundreds and thousands of Skeleton Warriors gathered together, the combined combat power would be a devastating blow to some weak enemies.
However, things did not go as planned. The Death Banshee formed an alliance with the Death Knight, and this was one of the reasons why the Death Banshee was so unscrupulous.
It still believed.
The scales of victory belonged to its side.
The battle had begun!
As the Necromancer stopped, it indicated that the battle wasn't over yet. The Witch Queen screamed and sent out all of the dark forces under her command. As for the Death Knight, one of her allies, he stared ahead with his cold eyes. In the next second, he commanded the Incubus beneath him to attack as well.
The necromancer turned a blind eye to everything.
In an instant, a decaying will appeared on its pale skin, and a blue light was reflected from its eyes. Then, this power slowly merged into the body of the giant beast.
The power of life.
The power of life that belonged to the undead.
The necromancer's figure was so eye-catching in the dark night. It was so eye-catching, like a torch in the dark, instantly attracting the attention of many enemies. Then, it raised the scepter in its hand, and a violent wind blew.
— — Resurrection of the Undead!
— — Evil Sacrifice!
— — Spiritual Strengthening!
As the necromancer cast one dark magic after another on the corpse, almost a moment later, two horrifying figures stood up in the White Bone Plain.
The Death Knight's charge obviously paused for a second.
The Death Banshee's expression was even uglier.
Only the necromancer revealed a strange smile on its mummified face.
The battle between the two sides, from now on …
It had just begun.
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