Chapter 292: Collapse 2

Those knights** are clearly skeleton horses. When they get closer, you can faintly see the light reflected by the armor of those knights, and a pair of eyes shining with strange red light.

"Damn it, it's a team of black knights, level 80 monsters!"

Because it's getting dark, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see what these ** horses look like. You can only see that the column is a horse. Now when they gather close to see, sure enough, the horses under these people are without any flesh and blood, and the whole body is a thunderous dark skeleton. It's just a circle of thick black smoke wrapped around the outer layer.

Looking up at the knights, they were all wrapped in the whole body, and their muscles were like steel casting. Only a pair of devil-like red rays were constantly flashing on their faces. Their tall bodies and heavy oppression showed their unusual identities.

"Are you sure? Is it a level 40 undead knight or a level 80 black knight... Do you want to fight or not?

Some people shouted luckily.

Boom-

At this time, the cavalry suddenly began to charge under the sudden action of the Red Electric Skull King.

One, two and three, three auras of different colors are quickly supported, and the speed of the Black Knight team suddenly increased by another line.

"Kill and kill, adhere to the supreme master's will to kill, and kill all these bastards. Little guys, take your life!"

Alexandre Dumas charged forward and shouted from its mouth, but the ambush in front of them almost staggered down.

"Damn it, is it a strange player or a player? How dare you call us little guy, bastard..."

The originally banned Black Knight team suddenly rushed to the fastest speed of the sprint, and the sound of "dong-dong" shook the mountain, and a group of black pressure came to them like a heavy road roller.

Directly ignoring the gravel and ditches all the way, it has crossed dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, rushing like lightning and thunder, coming in an instant.

I can't escape. The captain regrets it, but this is by no means the time to shrink.

"Kill--"

With a resolute momentum, the team finally became bloody, and the skills were ready in the blink of an eye, ready to fight against these powerful monsters that were more than half of their level.

Alexandre Dumas was supposed to charge forward, but it was thrown at the end in the blink of an eye. The black knights in front of him exuded a great smell of death. Tima crossed the small stone pile nearly two meters high. There was a gloomy and desolate laughter in the armor. The long gun flashed with black light in his hand was raised high. In the shocked expression of the player shrinking behind the stone, a shot pierced him. The chest!

chi～

Another shot was made up behind the side, and the player even had time to make a scream in the future, so he turned into a white light and went away.

"Kawako!"

When the teammates saw this scene, they were sad and angry, and looked at the partner who was killed in the blink of an eye in horror.

The team of players looks so pale and weak under the charge of the Black Knight, who is more powerful than many. Even the Red Electric Skull King can't resist it.

Alexandre Dumas is a powerful melee king baby. The power attribute is too high. The red electricity dances wildly on the death sickle. Every time it is waved, it brings a piece of blood. Even if he can resist a move, he will be pulled out by the powerful force attached to the sickle like golf, and the encirclement immediately collapsed.

A black flame suddenly burned on the Black Knight's long gun, and the combat effectiveness added another three points. It may take two or three times to stab the shield battle, but professions such as mage and thieves are really dead when they meet.

"Team up, don't panic... Fuck, sacrifice and blood!"

Let the captain shout loudly at the top of his voice, but it is difficult for the chaotic team to stabilize the front.

However, this sentence is not completely useless. After all, the sacrificial team in the rear has not suffered a positive impact, and the pressure is much less. Under the continuous wave of the staff in the hand, the panicked front gradually calmed down.

However, the good times did not last long. Several sacrifices buried in treatment suddenly felt that their eyes were dark. They looked up and suddenly the souls of the dead were about to emerge.

In the sky with a radius of more than ten meters, I don't know what has been shrouded in a black and red ghost cloud, and the long ghosts shuttle freely in the clouds. Suddenly, there was a sharp roar, and hundreds of fierce ghosts swept down, like a black and red tornado, and the impact suddenly hit the sacrificial group at the end. The gloomy and evil spirits suddenly permeated the audience. Several weak sacrifices were directly swallowed up. After a few sad screams, the staff fell to the ground and turned away.

Sad sacrifices, I don't know if they will leave sequelae after going offline.

The killing has been doomed to an end since the moment when hundreds of ghosts appeared.

There was such a big noise here that other teams in the deep valley were naturally aware of it. They immediately changed the direction of search and rushed to this battlefield.

Hidden in the dark, I always monitor the movement around me. With today's spiritual attributes, the web of death is even more dense and 100 meters in space.

Being alert to the strange fluctuations of the surrounding elements, he immediately gave the order to attack the Black Knight.

The Black Knight team roared from its armor, as powerful as a bolt from the blue sky, and the black flame spear in its hand stabbed out repeatedly, and the white light became more frequent.

Several shields are about to crack. Even if the end of the group's destruction can't be changed, they can't be hung up so cowardly. If it doesn't work, they have to get more honor to be buried. With such faith, they carried the shield, shouted in their mouths, and rushed over.

I can see it in my eyes and feel relieved.

Their performance is commendable for their courage, but they lack some reason. Before charging, why don't they consider the power comparison between the two sides? No one can cause more than 400 damage to the turtle shell-like black knight. The only consequence of their weapons and long guns is that their bodies are not knocked away or burned into a piece of white light by a black flame.

The eyebrows suddenly jumped, and the information was returned from the Network of Death. A team on the left was sneaking closer.

"Well, it's time to end!"

Hundreds of ghosts roared up, like a raging tornado, swaying a long tail and rolling up several enemies.

It is like a black cloud, but the center of this black cloud exudes a strange red blood cloud, in which there are subtle and violent changes, just like a violent bloodline rushing under the black skin, which is strange.

The ghosts roared, and the fierce ghosts kept waving their claws while spinning quickly, and the damage value was more like a meat grinder.

The last scream suddenly stopped, and the battlefield immediately cleared up.

Hundreds of ghosts suddenly dispersed under the owner's mind, rolling up and closing the trophies scattered around the battlefield into a pile, and then swaying their anchor hook-like tails and drilling into the dense forest.