Versatile Mage

Chapter 587: Black Dust Storm, Corpse

The demon man circled the entire forward team in the air, his eyes staring forward, and finally saw a large group of ghost-like creatures in white ghost clothes in that dense, numb army of black rotters!

The white cloth appears pale, their bodies seem to penetrate through their bodies, they are not walking, but floating...

“See that guy!” The demon man smiled cold.

As the team began to advance at full speed, the fire magician became the main force of the entire team, and a wide range of powerful fierce fists towards those black ones must be flesh and blood, fragments of fire smashed through the coke black land one pit after another.

“The Optical Mages are in the front too, join the other teams!” An eagle magician also surrounded the sky and spoke aloud to the demon man.

You can see the teams of human magicians in different directions in the black corpse tide, and the flashing magic halo is the most obvious flag, telling the teams of magicians scattered across different regions that they are converging towards their destination!

In the middle order, the fire magician took up a relatively large proportion. The number of people awake in the fire system would not be as scarce as in the thunder system. At the same time, it was the most powerful and wide-ranging magic in this large-scale battle. So when the armies began to converge, they could see a bright red blanket as if it was paving a bright avenue.

The worst fears of the dead are light, followed by fire, where the fire ignites the slave level of the dead will walk in rather brainless, and the result is to be burned.

The flames continue to burn, inadvertently burning a slave-grade dead spirit into a scorched-black carbon corpse, no longer posing a threat to humankind.

The bright flames are the only thing that makes the human corps feel a little safe in this black corpse corps. They chase the magical light and chase the righteous fires of countless middle class magicians, so they don't lose their way on the path of death!

“The rest of the team has arrived at a strategic location, and look at you slow swallowing things...” The demon man's voice has fallen.

“They are a trained corps of magistrates, working much better with each other than we do temporarily.” Jiang Li said with some dissatisfaction.

Ignoring Jiang Li, the demon suddenly locked his gaze on a massive black fog that swept up in the black rotting corpse.

The black fog rolled in like a sandstorm, and the target was these rallying magicians who hadn't arrived at the strategic location, you can see from the demons that the Corps of Deceased is giving way to this black sandstorm thing!!

“Big stuff!!!” The eagle magician in the sky screamed.

The Eagle Master has just issued an alarm bell, and in that black dust storm, something as fleshy as a tentacle penetrated halfway through the air at extremely fast speeds!

Like a long tongue, like an arm, more like a sarcoma that can stretch indefinitely, this weird thing strikes pretty fast and stabs right through the snow-white eagle of the eagle magician without any response at all.

The eagle didn't even make a struggling cry, causing its body to be pierced to become infinitely stiff, and it stuck in the air with its unnamed convulsions.

“Grunting, grunting, grunting, grunting, grunting, grunting, grunting."

That long flesh tentacle was like a giant straw, and suddenly it stirred up, and you could see that something was moving towards that black sandstorm.

At the same time, the eagle became thin and the growing creature began to dry again.

The feathers seem to have lost their colour and become a feather fur sac that doesn't know how many years it has rotted attached to a corpse with only skeletons left. In just a few seconds, all the life energy of this eagle has been drained, and it looks like it has been hanging somewhere in the wind for years!

The eagle magician fell from the top in fright and his face became unusually pale and frightened.

“Yes… is a necropolis!!! ”

The eagle magician was lucky enough to escape a hijacking, but his eagle died completely. If that horrible attack also penetrated a part of his body, he would soon become a dead body.

“The Dead Spirit of the Commander, no way, we ran into the Dead Spirit of the Commander???” The ex-military master panicked.

The corpses are not afraid of them. As long as we all bomb the middle magic onto the corpse, we can instantly destroy one corpse without even leaving a bone. After all, they have more than 40 excellent middle magicians in this team, of whom there are no fewer than 10 with fire systems!

But the corpses are completely different, even if the number of intermediate magicians here is doubled again, as long as a leader's spirit appears, this unbreakable team of intermediate magicians can be beaten to 708 in a few minutes.

Once the team is dispersed, the Lost Legion of the Dead will surround us one by one, and it won't take long for all of us to die under the teeth of these filthy, disgusting rotters.

“We are a few steps away from rendezvous with other teams, we actually meet the necropolis, what should we do now, there is only one high-ranking magician in our team, although there is not no hope that all of us will unite against the necropolis, but there are hundreds of rotters around us and occasional corpses, if everyone's fire is used to deal with the death of the leader, these things will soon drag us away...” a magic society magician shouted in dismay.

The demise of the leadership is a nightmare for them, and the mere presence of one can leave everyone dead without a burial place.

“What do we do? Are we gonna die here? We don't want to die! ”

“Send a signal, send a signal, ask for reinforcements from other teams, they have a lot of high-ranking magicians! ”

“Captain, send a distress signal, the black sandstorm is getting closer, I don't want to be drained like that...”

The gathering magicians are already scared, just now the Eagle Death Method was so miserable, thinking of being stabbed like a bag of yogurt by a dead spirit into something like straw raw blood, gravy, internal organs, they feel shaking all over!

“Humph, normally disperse sand, march like a turtle, even the courage is so much worse than the regular army, you know you people are a bunch of waste wood, why send any gathering signals... keep going!” The demon fanned his wings and scoffed at these people.

“Captain, it's easy for you to say...”

“It's better to draw a few more stars than to have time for nonsense. I'll take care of the corpse in that black dust storm, just kill me!!” Once the demon man changed the demonic tone of the usual demon, his face was clear, his voice was cold, he swept through the crowd and saw that Movan and others had returned to the team, so he continued: “Lieutenant, go with me to kill the corpse! ”

“Fuck you, I just got back in line!” Movan gasped heavily and the whole person roared into a manic lion.