All-Professional Master of Darkness

Sylvia looked bitter.

Electric ghosts are extremely rare to begin with, and you may not see one even in the Spider Jungle, Huge Wetland, or Skinning Forest. But a dozen electric ghosts suddenly appeared here. If it's just an electric ghost, forget it. You can grit your teeth and fight to the death with a dozen professionals to win. But this time the Undead Skinner jumped out, and she was completely at a loss.

Two demons that were almost bugs appeared at the same time... everyone was confused. The electric ghost attacks from a long distance, while the undead skinner attacks in close combat and will self-destruct if killed. When the two major demon races join forces, it is really neither a rush nor a retreat. The Undead Skinner is not a less mobile demon like the Electric Ghost.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Before Sylvia and others could make a decision, the Undead Skinner had already launched an offensive. Countless blow darts whizzed, and the jungle was immediately shattered. Dense white bone spurs could be seen everywhere.

After a random attack, at least thirty professionals were injured in the dense darts. Before the injured person could take out the healing potion, more than a dozen streaks of blood-red lightning struck from the jungle. The injured were unable to escape and turned into charcoal again and fell to the ground dead.

"Rush over." Sylvia didn't care about the gains and losses at this time. The self-destruction of the Undead Skinner is powerful, but as long as it is not killed, the bone spur blowing dart is not a big threat. Compared to the threat of the undead skinners, the threat of those dozen electric ghosts was greater.

With an order, all the professionals immediately had a backbone, and they all used their best survival skills to withstand the attack of the undead skinners and rushed into the jungle.

After losing more than twenty people again, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. Behind the jungle is a small swamp. A dozen burning souls were floating above the mud, targeting them with a group lightning attack from time to time.

"Kill them first!" Sylvia quickly warned, raising her hand crossbow to shoot at one of the electric ghosts.

In fact, no reminder is needed, everyone knows what to do now. Suddenly, more than a hundred skills were thrown at the dozen electric ghosts. Their attacks are extremely threatening. If two or three electric ghosts hit the same person at the same time, they can be killed instantly. However, their life span is not high. When the smoke cleared, a dozen electric ghosts immediately turned into piles of gray ashes. That's the last bit of residue left after they die.

Once the threat of the electric ghost was eliminated, Sylvia finally felt relieved. Without the threat of electric ghosts, the Undead Skinners are difficult to deal with, but they are not invulnerable.

After staying in Kurast for so long, everyone knows how to deal with these undead creatures that can self-destruct. They quickly secured their position. Every time the Undead Skinner explodes, a paladin or barbarian will bravely stand on top of it, using a shield or his own abundant health to push through.

The good times didn't last long. Seeing that the number of undead skinners was getting smaller and smaller, before Sylvia and others had time to rejoice for a moment, countless more skinners suddenly rushed out of the jungle.

Seeing the arrival of demonic reinforcements, Sylvia and others felt chilled. Skinners are not difficult to deal with. But they and the undead skinners are missing a layer of bones. They look similar, have similar heights, and even have similar weapons. There is no time to observe in the midst of a fierce battle. You can't just take a closer look and decide whether to attack or not.

The addition of the Skinner immediately put great pressure on Sylvia and others. Everyone had to be very alert and cautiously put away half of their strength, lest one accidentally kill an undead skinner and cause other people to be accidentally injured or even killed.

At this moment, Sylvia was so regretful that her intestines were green. If I had known that this place was so dangerous, I should have listened to the benefactor and evacuated first before thinking of a solution. Or just take a step back and join forces with that divine benefactor. Since he is a person blessed by God, he must have some abilities. Fortunately, fifty or sixty people on our side died, and all of them suffered minor or serious injuries. As for the demons, only a dozen electric ghosts and about 800 undead skinners died. Does this count as a loss?

Undead Skinners are undead creatures transformed through mysterious rituals after the Death of the Skinners. There are corpses of skinners everywhere here. When the skinner wizard takes these corpses back and transforms them, there will be a large group of undead skinners. They are much stronger than the Skinners.

Skinners rushed out of the jungle in a steady stream. The screams kept coming, putting heavy psychological pressure on Sylvia and others.

"Withdraw." Sylvia felt heavy and had to order a retreat. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen people were seriously injured. If we continue at this rate, in half an hour, no one will have the energy to run away even if they want to retreat.

Everyone suddenly heard the news and immediately turned around and headed back to the original route to break out of the encirclement. In just such a short amount of time, they all felt the tremendous pressure brought by the endless army of skinners. I thought that after killing the electric ghosts and undead skinners, these cowardly skinners would definitely be in chaos. Unexpectedly, they launched an even more frenzied attack. Even an expert of level 80 or above cannot handle this scale.

After finally breaking out of the siege, Sylvia checked briefly and almost cried. There were originally nearly two hundred professionals above level 40, but now there are less than a hundred left. Nearly a hundred senior professionals are just hanging here.

"Willy, come here." Sylvia gritted her teeth and called the big man to her side: "Go back and tell them that I need more people here, the more the better. We must not let that divine benefactor influence us. plan of."

Unexpectedly, Willy hesitated. He looked back at his companions who were drinking the healing potion with dejected faces, and suddenly lowered his voice: "I think we should listen to him. He is a divine benefactor after all. This does not violate the doctrine."

Sylvia was stunned and thought about this question seriously. As Willie said, obedience to the Divine Providence does not violate the teachings of the Zakarum Revival. In this way, it is indeed feasible to obey the orders of the benefactor and solve this crisis for the Amazons. Those who believe in divine grace also need human hands to deal with these demons. What's more, as long as I and others are involved, I don't worry that Eco's prestige will exceed that of Saint Vera.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and completely put her previous hostility towards Lan Wu behind her. She raised her voice and ordered: "Take a break for half an hour, let's... let's go find the benefactor."

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"Half of them died?" Lan Wu looked at Lan Ya and the three people who came to report in surprise. When he and Sylvia separated just now, he kept a hand and secretly asked Lanya and the others to follow them to see what was going on. The result was beyond his expectation.

The electric ghosts were all wiped out, and the undead skinners were almost dead. The two big gangsters were gone, leaving demons like the Skinners and Swamp Poison Frogs to deal with.

Endless demons?

This is not a problem. Now I only worry that there are too few demons to fill all fifteen small amulets with magic power. So what if the quantity is large. Lanya and the three of them are not covered now. Just a halo of thorns is basically equivalent to the necromancer's divine skill of corpse explosion. As the magic energy is absorbed and the little amulet is filled with magic power, the situation will completely turn against him.

Thinking of this, Lan Wu chuckled. Now it's time to pick your own peaches.