Chapter 187: Plan to take care of him!
During the chat, a maid woke up.
Seeing His Majesty the King sleeping and a group of undead squatting on chairs looking at her, the maid didn't even have time to scream in fear before she fainted again.
"It's over. This female NPC has seen us. What should we do?"
The Dragon-Subduing Nine Palms looked at everyone and said, "If someone knew that the undead had entered the king's chamber, this might affect the plan, right?"
"killed."
The author did not update the chopping him down very decisively, he drew his knife and stabbed him, blood splattered everywhere, it was quick and neat.
"Ruthless man!"
The younger brother gave him a thumbs up in admiration: "My brother is the real protagonist of online games."
Main battlefield.
Andrew watched Alia crying and hugging the weak old dean who kept mumbling something. Andrew felt very painful in his heart.
Damn temple, closing in on us!
No, revenge must be taken!
Although Andrew has always been humble and polite, he is really not a pushover.
The protective effect of the absolute barrier is still there. Not only divine spells, but even large-scale magic such as meteor showers are suppressed and cannot be performed.
But this did not prevent Andrew from leading the magician army to provide magical assistance to the battlefield.
"Fire magician uses Fireball!"
"The Wind Leaf Mage uses the Great Wind Technique!"
"Rock magicians use rock armor to protect warriors!"
Andrew kept giving orders, continuing to maintain the old dean's magic plan, allowing 200,000 magicians to cast low- and medium-level magic, conduct single-target free magic bombardments, and protect the soldiers in their own camp.
The lower the level of the magic, the weaker the suppression effect it will have in front of the absolute barrier. Basic magic like fireball is basically not affected.
This was a test of the magicians' control over basic magic. A series of fireballs shot out from the group of fire magicians, just like a machine gun.
“Boom boom boom!”
Regardless of the power, even a Paladin would find it difficult to withstand so many fireballs hitting the enemy.
The fire on the battlefield, which had originally weakened, showed signs of burning again.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
Long Aotian shook his head and looked at the Temple Knights who were once again struggling in the sea of fire.
Look at you, why did you have to offend these magicians? Now you know the consequences.
As Andrew re-inspired the morale of the magicians and they joined the battlefield, and as the Undead Lords, the Death Church Army, Boya and other adventurers also joined the battlefield, the pressure on the Knights Templar increased sharply.
The Undead Knights are charging! The giant skeleton soldiers are charging in the front ! In the back, there are Undead magicians and magicians carrying out magic bombing. The adventurers join the battlefield as a backup force to focus on encircling and suppressing the injured knights.
More and more Temple Knights began to die.
Long Aotian and Bai Xiaosheng made up their minds to wipe out the Knights Templar and kill the temple master in one fell swoop!
After fighting for such a long time, the balance of victory in the battle finally began to steadily and unstoppably tilt towards the players.
The original number of the Knights Templar was reduced to just over half, but in the next three hours, the number gradually decreased to less than 200,000.
Although the undead players, as the main fighting force, have suffered a lot of damage, they can be resurrected.
"we are coming!"
"Go online, go online! Join the battle!"
Accompanied by the roar coming from the teleportation magic circle, the players of the First Legion appeared on the battlefield at noon.
In addition to the 100,000 players of the First Legion, there are more new skeleton soldiers from the Northern City who have also come. After all, if they die they just have to wait for an hour to resurrect . It would be a shame not to take part in such an intense and exciting battle!
New undead reinforcements have arrived on the battlefield!
The eyes of the Knights Templar were filled with despair. After this battle, they had lost at least a million undead, but they just couldn't kill them all!
This group of undead souls will still be there after we kill them all!
Who knows how many undead are still in the city in the north?
Bai Xiaosheng looked at the battlefield and said firmly: "Within two hours, the battle will definitely be over. We will definitely win!"
"Brothers, keep killing!"
Long Aotian chuckled and began to summon his undead servants. Only at this time did he feel comfortable letting his undead servants join the battlefield and drink some soup.
Half an hour later, there were less than 150,000 Knights Templar left!
An hour later, there were less than 80,000 Knights Templar left!
On the other hand, the Undead camp.
Because of the alchemical potion, the 200,000 magicians still have about one-third of their magic power to continue to cast.
Among the one hundred thousand adventurers, there are still seventy to eighty thousand people able to fight. The total number of undead players and undead servants on the battlefield exceeds two hundred and fifty thousand!
And there are more than 50,000 Death Church troops and more than 30,000 magic puppets!
The total number of these forces alone exceeds 500,000, which is several times greater than the number of the Knights Temple!
Under the united army of players, the Knights Temple alone could not hold their own.
High priests and paladins have begun to die one after another.
"I killed him! I finally killed him!"
Mark died on the battlefield shouting excitedly, at his feet was the paladin Adolf lying in a pool of blood with his eyes open.
It was not until the moment of his death that he finally understood why there was always an Undead Knight on the battlefield who hated him so much that he would rather die than let him get hurt.
It turned out that it was not because the undead naturally hated the Knights Templar, but because this undead hated himself alone.
It turned out that he had killed this undead many times before.
It turns out that the undead have more than one life!
At this moment when the Knights Templar were about to be defeated.
The super-forbidden spell of Absolute Barrier finally disappeared under the continuous impact of Hymn of Light, but the effect of Hymn of Light had also ended.
"Darkness can never defeat light!"
The hall master's chanting voice rang out again, and as soon as the magic of absolute barrier ended, he began to release the final trump card he had prepared long ago.
"Does he have any other ultimate moves? Is it another Ode to Light?"
Long Aotian stared at the Palace Master vigilantly and ordered without hesitation: "Everyone rush over and kill the Palace Master! Interrupt his spellcasting skills!"
Long Aotian deeply remembered his ultimate form as a villain, and would never talk too much when he could act quickly!
The players certainly would not give the Palace Master a chance and rushed forward frantically, but the Temple Knights fought desperately to stop them and protect the Palace Master.
"Do not worry."
Andrew stood up, his face full of seriousness and solemnity: "If it is still the Praise of Light, then this time, let me cast the super forbidden spell!"
The battle has been going on till now and no one has any way to retreat. We cannot lose at all costs. We must completely destroy the Temple of Light!
“I always feel a little uneasy.”
Long Aotian frowned. Since the players couldn't rush over, were they just going to watch the Palace Master cast magic?
"boom!"
The hall master raised the scepter high, and an astonishing beam of light of faith, as if real, rose from the scepter and rushed into the depths of the sky. The white beam of light of faith broke through the clouds and penetrated into the highest place in the sky!
"God's warrior, listen to the believers' longing, descend upon my body, and purify all evil..."
The Palace Master was chanting loudly at a very fast speed. His body was shaking in pain and blood was flowing from his eyes, but he still did not stop.
The old dean was barely breathing and reminded everyone, "He is communicating with the God of Light. He is summoning God's warriors."
"God's warriors cannot be defeated. We are doomed to fail."
The old dean's eyes were dim.
"Could it be an angel?"
The players were horrified. This was only the first expansion pack, and we were going to fight angels?
Long Aotian's expression became extremely embarrassed, he stamped his feet and yelled: "Bad planner! Bastard planner! Get out here! Take care of this old man, the Palace Master!"
"He's about to summon an angel! How can we defeat him?"
