Full-time BOSS

Tens of thousands of troops moved here and made such a big commotion, the guardians of the Temple of the Goddess of Magic over there naturally discovered it early.

At this moment, the air in front of Xiao Yu suddenly twisted, and an old mage with a white beard appeared in midair.

However, Xiao Yu is also sensible, knowing that it is just an illusion.

"This is the territory of Mystra, the goddess of magic. You will never be allowed to be profaned by the filthy undead, and retreat quickly, otherwise the great magic of my lord will turn you all into ashes!"

As soon as the old man appeared on stage, it was a dragging text.

Xiao Yu thought it was bragging, who wouldn't, and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, what a joke, your magic is not worth mentioning in my eyes, no one can live forever, only death is eternal. Surrender your bodies, your souls, and accept your fate."

He still can't reveal the identity of the blasphemer, so he simply played the sign of Naraku, the god of death.

The old mage blew his beard and stared after hearing this, "Stupid undead, your arrogance is destined to lead to your demise!"

After speaking, the image blurred for a while and disappeared.

After finishing the nonsense, it still depends on the strength of the subordinates.

"Kill!"

"Come on!"

"Give it all to me, for the will of the god of death."

In front of the temple of Mysra, the Goddess of Magic, an army of undead is rushing like a tide. This small temple looks like a reef in the tide, as if it will be submerged and destroyed at any time.

On the tower of the temple, an old mage with a white beard put away the previous phantom magic, turned around, and behind him were full of high-ranking mages.

"Hmph, do the lowly undead in a district think that they can challenge the majesty of the goddess of magic by relying on a large number of people? Let them understand that their numerical advantage is meaningless in the face of the power of magic! Prepare to fight!"

With an order, all the sorcerers walked towards the platform extending from the tower, which was the place reserved for the sorcerers to cast their spells.

"I'll do the first wave of output, and then take turns attacking from the first group to the third group, giving priority to attacking the areas where the undead are densely populated, and secondly killing the stitch monsters, and the rest will be dealt with by the arcane guardians, let's start!"

As the old mage said, he threw out a big move.

Level 9 magic - Meteor Storm!

As a level 10 mage, level 8 archmage, and a full level 18 powerhouse, although he is not a chosen one, his ability to cast spells is frighteningly strong.

The sky suddenly darkened, and then, flame meteors rained down.

boom! boom! boom!

In the sound of successive explosions, countless meteors fell from the sky, each of which could blast a dozen or even dozens of undead into pieces.

Not only the meteor storm's attack, dozens of high-level mages lined up on the tower of the temple, and all kinds of AOE magic were thrown at them like they didn't need money.

Lightning, fire, and all kinds of destructive magic almost completely covered the undead army.

Under this kind of saturated firepower attack, the undead under Xiao Yu's subordinates are like cannon fodder, and they are completely instant kills.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand cannon fodder undead were sent in.

"Damn it, why don't you be so awesome!" Xiao Yu stood in a distance and watched in cold sweat, this was completely a saturated fire attack.

But these casualties can't offset his determination.

keep going!

Another army of thousands of undead scattered and attacked. Perhaps it was because too many spell slots were consumed before, or because the formation was more dispersed this time, the second wave of attacks was not as violent as before, but 80% of the undead were still killed before they even rushed to the front , although the rest rushed to the gate of the temple, they were stopped by those arcane guardians.

The fighting power of the undead was already weak, and in addition to being bombarded to pieces, the remaining dozens were sent up to be sent up, and they were completely slaughtered one-sidedly.

"Continue!" Xiao Yu dispatched an army of five thousand undead again without batting an eyelid.

Seeing that the third wave of attacks was about to be wiped out, a message suddenly appeared in Xiao Yu's private chat.

"Boss, don't fight, they didn't consume much at all." It was Xiao Yu's undercover agent in the magic temple.

"Impossible, they used so many spell slots just now, how could they consume more than half of them?"

"These believers of the goddess of magic, whether they are mages or priests, have a talent skill of magic advance, and they can advance spell slots from the goddess of magic. You must know that the goddess of magic manages the magic net. In theory, the supply of spell slots is open. , and the goddess of magic also sent a notice to his followers, asking them to come back to protect the temple, and it is estimated that a large number of mage players will come back to support soon."

Xiao Yu said in his heart, I rely on it, self-produced and self-sold, this is still a hair, it is estimated that all the troops will not be enough.

It seems that we can only retreat temporarily.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The third wave of the five thousand undead Xiao Yu didn't plan to take them back either, they just became cannon fodder for the back of the palace.

But although he planned to retreat, the mages of the goddess of magic on the opposite side did not let them go so easily.

Hundreds of middle and low-level mages suddenly came out of the temple, using levitation, levitation, and other magic one after another, bombarding the undead army on the ground in the air.

These mages are all players. Previously, it was seen that most of the undead were hiding in the temple and throwing spells. Now that the undead retreated, they naturally followed up to reap the benefits.

Xiao Yu organized long-range skeleton shooters and skeleton mages to cover the air, and led the army to fight and go. Fortunately, although there are a large number of troops, some of them will be killed, but most of them can still escape.

"Boss, look at the six o'clock direction over there!" Da Shui forced suddenly shouted, and Xiao Yu subconsciously looked over there, only to see a woman in a blue magic robe on a flying magic carpet. The mage is summoning a blizzard, freezing the white zombie skeletons that fall behind.

The key is not the other party's magic, but the other party's appearance, the amazing eyesight of the calm undead, even if he is so far away, he can still see the other party's face clearly.

Esmejalda?

This is too coincidental, right?

In the end, the army successfully retreated back to the Boneyard. After a little inspection, a full 15,000 troops were lost, not including the casualties of the players.

This one was a big loss.

But fortunately, although the action failed, Xiao Yu saw another hope of success.

To force Dashui to organize the army, Xiao Yu quit the game and directly sent a message to Esmerhalda.

"Are you there?"

After a while, the other party returned the message.

"I'm playing a game, what's the matter?"

"I want to talk with you in detail after meeting, how about it, do you have time?"

"Hehe, others don't need it, how can an old friend have no time."

Esmerhalda is very familiar with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yuxin said that's good, "Okay then, let's make an appointment, have a meal together and talk slowly."