If ordinary skeleton warriors are compared to cannon fodder, which is just the weakest type of soldiers, then the resurrected Behemoths are an even more special type of soldiers.
"Kill them for me!"
The moment the Necromancer resurrected the two Behemoths, he ordered them to attack.
Undead creatures have no intelligence, but even in such dangerous situations, they still obey the orders of the Necromancer and are almost fearless of death on the battlefield!
Any battle against the undead will be a war of attrition.
The Golden Behemoth took the lead and stepped out. Even though it had become an undead, the power it possessed still made the undead in front of it feel a sense of despair.
A slap.
The Death Knight's charge did not end, it just paused for a second, and then it drove the Nightmare it was sitting on to attack forward.
The Golden Behemoth waved his hands. His broad palms were like meteorites falling from the sky. There were no fancy moves, but he just slapped down towards the top of the head of the Aura of Death.
“Puff!”
A pool of meat paste.
Although the Death Knight's aura was fearless, it was completely incomparable to the physical body of the Golden Behemoth.
This picture has already gone beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.
The Death Knight couldn't even do any decent damage to the Golden Behemoth before being beaten into a pulp by a single slap, completely losing the chance to counterattack.
The Banshee stood there in a daze. At this moment, she was even in a state of confusion. Her ally, the powerful Death Knight, was beaten to death just like that
The silver-white Behemoth followed closely behind, also without any fancy moves, it waved its hands and slapped a Minotaur. As a power-type soldier, its chest was flattened and its internal organs were sprayed out of its mouth onto the ground.
Terrible force!
It seemed like someone was approaching in the darkness, at a very fast speed, and more figures appeared following closely behind it.
A cold blade light appeared.
Gnoll.
They are natural born assassins.
Possessing super agility, once they work together, even a stronger opponent may be killed by their terrifying speed.
When the jackals are fighting, they need some sacrifices, and some cowards standing in the way become sacrifices. One hideous head after another falls to the ground. Even though these are comrades, for the jackals, there is no psychological burden at all.
"roar!"
With a dull roar, the Golden Behemoth suddenly appeared in front of these assassins.
There was a huge scar on its head and even some solidified brain matter on its cheek. It was clearly dead, but now, it was resurrected in another way.
Undead species.
The Undead Behemoth's eyes turned red as it roared in excitement, and blood vessels like earthworms appeared on its exploding muscles.
This is a monster that is ten meters tall!
His seemingly bulky body charged at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of a werewolf. Then he roared and swung his fist. Terrible power erupted with a dull whistle, and the werewolf was smashed into a meat paste with a shrill wail.
"Very good, keep killing!"
The Necromancer looked at the scene in front of him, a hideous smile revealed on his shriveled face. Then, the Golden Behemoth charged again, as if he was entering and leaving an empty place. No gnoll could withstand his attack, and they often became corpses in an instant.
Golden Behemoth.
Today's Undead Behemoth.
How horrible it was when it was alive, how horrible it will be after death.
Although the undead's brain is clumsy, its violent power combined with its immortal body makes it the most terrifying subordinate of the necromancer.
The necromancer only performed a simple resurrection of the dead. If given some time, it would use all the knowledge it knew to create a monster that would make the entire Bone Plain tremble!
The so-called assassin's corps, which was the foundation accumulated by the Banshee over a long period of time, was beaten into a pool of meat paste by the Behemoth in just a few minutes.
At this time, the blood, flesh and bone residue gathered together, creating a strong visual impact.
Without the leadership of the Death Knight, the undead under his command began to riot. Due to the chaos, they would kill all the lives around them, and the team belonging to the Banshee undoubtedly became the target of these undead attacks.
It was a mess all around.
The two Behemoths were not affected and rushed forward with roars.
-violent!
The Necromancer performed another terrifying move, which ignited the violent factor in Behemoth. After approaching the Banshee's army, the Behemoth's huge body did not stop at all, and rushed into the army directly with its fists swinging.
Accompanied by shrill screams, more and more dark creatures died in this battle, not only because of the Behemoths, but more because of being trampled by their companions.
The heavy fist whistled past.
The Golden Behemoth seemed to feel that the killing was not satisfying enough, so it picked up a stone on the ground and threw it into the crowd.
This time, blood and flesh flew everywhere!
Creatures like the Golden Behemoth are indeed powerful weapons on the battlefield!
The other side.
At times like this, we need to remain calm. The Necromancer led the remaining troops and swept away the Banshee's alliance.
The Death Knight and the Banshee, the two beings that were just one step away from gaining control of this land, have now undergone tremendous changes.
Not only did the former die, but his body turned into a pool of mud. The team also became negative in an instant after losing its leader, and even killed its allies.
As for the latter, after seeing the frenzy of the two golden behemoths, a complex emotion flashed in its eyes. It knew that this battle was already a foregone conclusion.
When its own troops were overwhelmed by the allies around it, it lost a great opportunity.
"Woo woo..."
There was a loud scream, and the dark creatures, who had already been frightened, seemed to have heard some heavenly sound and ran back in the opposite direction.
retreat.
The Banshee looked at everything on the battlefield with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes, but there was nothing she could do. She had already lost and did not even have a chance of turning defeat into victory.
Lonely back.
The Necromancer watched all this happen. He did not deliberately chase after it, but instead set his sights on the Behemoth. No one of the same level could be a match for these two monsters.
One banshee is nothing.
For the Necromancer, what he wants is to take advantage of this opportunity to get his hands on the entire Plain of Bones.