Not only were the humans inside the dark red barrier not charmed, but they were laughing uncontrollably, which undoubtedly deeply stimulated the leader of the banshee.
With a strange flash of light and shadow, the graceful beauty turned into a handsome young man with a strong figure and handsome appearance in the next second.
"Beauty, come out and have a heart-to-heart talk, let's talk about our future!"
Seeing that Greem was unmoved, the leader of the banshee actually set a new target of temptation on Alice.
Seeing a guy who was both male and female "scratching his head and posing" there, Alice, who was still smiling coquettishly just now, was instantly frosted, and with a movement of her slender hand, a fluorescent fate card slipped into her palm.
"You don't have to do it anymore, I'll leave this interesting guy to me. It might be a good servant to take it back and train it..." Ursa smiled slyly, stretched out his hand to grab it lightly, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped the man. Banshee leader.
Not even a chance to struggle...
When the huge shadow dissipated with a bang, the banshee leader had disappeared in place, never to be seen again.
Seeing that the leader was captured, the rest of the banshees screamed and rushed towards the dark red barrier.
It's a pity that one came in and one died. In the blink of an eye, most of the wraiths and banshees flying all over the sky were lost in half a minute. Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining banshees let out a scream, scattered into the surrounding thick fog again, and fled away.
At this time, the sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard in the distance, and a large group of skeleton warriors emerged from the depths of the fog in a neat line. Following a silent cry, the skeleton warrior's hollow eye sockets ignited with red lights, and he raised the rough bone knife and bone shield in his hand, and bravely rushed towards Greem and the others.
Greem's perception was strengthened by the chip, and he could clearly 'see' the skeleton legion, the ghoul troop, and the terrifying suture monsters as high as mountains of meat pouring out of caves of all sizes.
Their individual strength may not be very strong, but the terrifying number made Greem, a second-level fire witch, frown.
"Undead Legion!" Greem pondered for a moment.
Most necromantic spellcasters can transform and alienate some powerful undead creatures, but if they want to drive the undead on a large scale to form a huge army of the undead, only a few creatures can do it.
Tier 4 necromancers who specialize in necromancy and summoning can do...
In addition, probably only those high-level liches or undead kings who are also undead creatures can do it.
But how likely is it that an undead king will suddenly appear on the middle plane where a pale witch has invaded for thousands of years? This probability is probably not much higher than the probability of ordinary people being struck by lightning... After all, according to the power system divided by wizards, the initial level of magical creatures like liches is level 3.
And those undead kings often command tens of thousands of undead creatures, occupy some small planes, and live a "comfortable" life of self-respect.
With their strength, even some of the worst undead kings are at least level 5. The fault is that the plane has been ruined, and the consciousness of the plane has been lost. It is impossible for the general material plane to accommodate the existence of such a level of undead king.
But right now he didn't have time to think about it, Greem took a step forward, flipped his hands over, and two balls of crimson hot flames floated in his palms. Moreover, as the fire elements in the underground world frantically gathered towards the core of the flames, the two fist-sized flames actually increased countless times within two or three fingers, and the fire elements condensed inside were even more intense and violent to the extreme...
Following Greem's low voice, he pushed back the two berserk fireballs, drew two graceful arcs in the air, and landed far away at the center of the skeleton army.
thump thump...
After the dull explosion, the two pillars of red flames soaring into the sky turned into waves of flames, burning everything around them to ashes.
Although these skeleton warriors have undergone simple magic processing, their basic strength is only slightly stronger than ordinary people. Although the bone body is immune to some sharp weapon damage, it really doesn't have much magic resistance. Therefore, as the fire waves rolled over and over again, groups of skeleton warriors melted into a pile of coke like hot wax, and then were washed away by the flame shock wave into ashes of bones flying all over the sky.
At this moment, Greem couldn't hide his strength anymore. The flame barrier that originally covered only ten steps around his body suddenly expanded outwards, covering the entire hundred-meter radius under the cover of dark red flames. But even so, it still couldn't stop these skeleton warriors rushing into Greem's flame barrier.
These skeleton warriors whose individual strength is no more than junior apprentice level can only survive in the flame barrier for 3 seconds at most. Among them, the soul fire hidden deep in their ferocious skulls can only last for one second, while their tough withered bones can last for two more seconds.
Relying on this small time difference, a group of skeleton warriors died as soon as they rushed into the flame barrier. And before their loose bodies collapsed, they were pushed and hugged by the skeleton warriors behind and continued to move forward. By the time the fragile bodies of the first batch of skeleton warriors were incinerated into ashes, the second batch of skeleton warriors had rushed six or seven meters into the flame barrier...
Relying on their terrifying numbers, a wall of skeletons made of pure white bones was rapidly approaching Greem.
A group of ignorant low-level skeletons also want to kill a 2nd-level fire witch by virtue of their numbers
There was a trace of coldness on Greem's face.
Grabbing with both hands and throwing them quickly, the lava fireballs whizzed and fell towards the densest area of the skeleton army like guided bombs. Subsequently, the violent flame shock wave and the hot magma scattered all over the sky turned this small cave into a fierce and unbearable lava hell.
Even after suffering such a severe blow, the Skeleton Legion was still struggling to attack Greem's flame barrier. And in the depths of the thick fog, teams of white ghouls also began to enter the battlefield.
Unlike the Tier 1 ghouls concocted by wizards, these mass-produced ghouls are weaker. They are like a group of skinned humans, soaked in the stinky ditch for several days and nights, the whole body exudes a pungent stench, and presents a paleness similar to that of drowned dead.
Their tendons and bones have been stretched and twisted out of shape, and there is no trace of a human being visible from all over their bodies. Their bodies are covered with sticky, wet and slippery body fluids, their hunched bodies crawl on the ground like wild beasts, plus sharp claws, terrifying fangs, and long tongues that can't stop...
All of these ghouls possessed the strength no less than senior apprentices, and the number was astonishingly large.
At least in Greem's chip scan and mental perception, there was almost no end to the ghouls pouring out of various caves. They trampled on the skeletons of the skeleton warriors and rushed forward, some even climbed onto the slippery and steep cave walls, madly pounced on Greem standing proudly in the huge dark red barrier from all angles.
Greem's face gradually darkened.
Damn, there seem to be more undead here...
In terms of the strength of the undead in front of him alone, it is almost impossible to kill a level 2 wizard. After all, their basic strength is there, and their attacks can't break through the defensive witchcraft of the second-level wizards.
But... The situation in front of him obviously didn't match his idea!
These undead have no emotional fluctuations such as fighting spirit and morale at all, just like waves of tides, crazily impacting the flame barrier from all angles. Like a group of ant colonies huddling together and moving forward with flames, no matter how much the outer layer is burned to death, their team is still struggling to move forward.
But now, with the addition of these ghouls who are as fast as cheetahs, the impact of the undead army on the flame barrier is even more unstoppable.
White ghouls crawled all over the dark cave wall, and then jumped down one by one desperately.
Even though their naked bodies were scorched black by the dark flames, their scorched bodies were still rushing towards Greem swiftly.
bang bang bang...
Continuous dull loud noise.
The scorched corpses of these ghouls were blocked by Greem's flame shield and lava shield. However, under continuous impact, Greem's stride forward had to come to a halt.
Greem couldn't help frowning deeply as he saw the white figures leaping towards him.
These guys don't seem to be easy to deal with!
As a last resort, Greem could only raise his hand and release the terrifying Balrog with a body height of 5 meters, let it block in front of him, and swung his long flame whip to beat out the ghouls that rushed one by one. As for those fish that slip through the net, even if they bite on him, they will be scorched into charcoal by the scorching flames gushing out of their bodies.
With the terrifying Balrog opening the way, the swarming undead could no longer pose a threat to Greem and the others, and could only attack the tall Fireman crazily and in vain.
The terrifying Balrog is not afraid of being trapped in the enemy's battle line at all. With its giant lava legs as thick as stone pillars, it rushes straight into the area where the undead are densest. As it raised its hands high, a large-scale meteor fire rain turned the entire undead army upside down and broke into an army.
White ghouls swarmed up, almost covering the tall body of the terrifying Balrog.
The terrifying Balrog roared and roared unceasingly, and a terrifying stream of flames with a temperature of two to three thousand degrees spewed out from the cracks in the solid and difficult-to-injure lava body. Even with the tough body of a ghoul, it is difficult to resist this level of magic damage. Each one is like a coyote falling into a lava volcano, and is completely gasified in an instant, leaving no residue of ashes.
But even so, it still couldn't stop the figures of those ghouls attacking bravely.
Even the tall body of the terrifying Balrog, which is purely made of lava and flames, has cracks and damage visible to the naked eye.
And the enemies still seem to be coming in endlessly...