the gods descend

Chapter 693 Frontline War of Attrition ([-])

The most important thing is that everyone is a necromancer, and everyone has a large group of powerful undead bodyguards.

Such a team of [-] people might crush the entire Qingfeng City.

After all, judging from the growth rate of Sanctuary players, besides An Ruoxuan, among the current players in Qingfeng City, it is estimated that only Ling Luoxuan has a slight possibility of reaching the eighth level.

Even Chu Nan is now only level 1 of the seventh peak.

Although it took seven days to refine the undead, top experts such as Luo Mu must not surpass Chu Nan by much.

Lu Xuewei. Not sure, according to theory, if there is a chance for Lu Xuewei's ability, there is also a chance for the eighth level.

But there is really no way to compare it with the team of ten thousand people that Chu Nan is in now.

Nearly two hundred eighth-level powerhouses, even if the four-winged Skyhawk met them, they might have to flap their wings and escape.

These more than 1 players have drawn up a long enough front, which must have been discussed before.

Kane, Hu Hansan, and other eighth-level players present are naturally at the forefront.

Chu Nan stayed behind silently, the peak seventh level was inconspicuous in the crowd.

Chu Nan didn't plan to hide, but there was no need to go so far now. When the battle started and his strength was revealed, there was no need to say more.

Huhuhu.
A wind suddenly blew up in the originally silent space, blowing up the dust on the ground.

Kane whispered: "Come on!"

Chu Nan also clearly felt that the concentration of death elements around him was increasing crazily.

Boom.
The roar came from a distance, and the vibration of the ground was small but lasted for a long time.

In the sky, the originally gray sky seemed to be completely covered by dark clouds at this time, like a bucket of ink poured into a fish tank, turning the sky black.

The line of sight became dim, and a black line gradually appeared in the farthest distance of the endless plain in front of him.

That's not some vision disorder!
The black line is gradually enlarging, and the manic lifelessness rushes towards his face!

Roar!
It was the roar of a monster.

There is also a dense crisp sound.

It was the inevitable sound of the undead's moving body.

The players present are all ready.

Ming Chao, here we come!
At this moment, Chu Nan's heart couldn't help jumping up. What he saw was far more shocking than the previous battle in Qingfeng City.

Undead souls, as well as living in the underworld, have been affected by the tide of the underworld at this time, and the monsters that have gone mad are overwhelming like the dense dark clouds that day, like a huge ant nest being flooded by water, and all the ants are swarming wildly. Come.

Millions, or tens of millions, no one knows.

All the players present need to know now are two words——

beat!withdraw!
This is a war of attrition, which consumes the undead that are not the absolute main force in the hands of the players, consumes the vitality of the Nether Tide Warcraft and the ownerless undead!
Absolutely can't risk your life to fight!
Kane raised the staff in his hand and shouted: "Ready!"

More than 1 people were divided into four rows.

The plan for the war of attrition is that after each row consumes the undead and all the mana in their hands, they return immediately, with the second row on top.

Until the four rows are all consumed, how long can it be delayed, how much can be destroyed, and the time gained can be replenished by refining undead in the City of Thousand Souls!
However, the current situation seems a bit reluctant.

There are countless ownerless undead and mad beasts in front of them, it is very difficult to stop their footsteps.

The only good thing is that due to the average strength of the players in the City of Thousand Souls, these players have a large number of eighth-order undead in their hands!
Among them, there are also monarch-level alien refining undead.

Seventh-level players, the undead space can roughly hold forty human undead, and eighth-level early players can roughly hold about seventy.

More than 1 players were present, directly summoning an army of more than 40 undead!Rush towards the incoming underworld tide in the form of a death charge!
Chu Nan made a rough judgment and felt that it was time to act.

Yan Zhidi Yun was held backwards by Chu Nan and used as a magic wand.

The mantras in his mouth were uttered one by one.

The thick fire elements immediately dissipated the thick dead air around.

Even in the rear, the terrifying fluctuations on Chu Nan's body attracted the attention of many players.

Not all players in Ten Thousand Souls City only practice the undead profession, and many players also have high levels of regular elemental talent.

However, Chu Nan is probably the only one who can come up with a fire-type magic with fluctuations up to the ninth level!

Holy Xuan-level fire magic "Flame Curse-Jin Destroyer"!
With Chu Nan's current strength and the increase of various equipment, "Yan Curse-Jin Mie" can display the power of eighth-level Shengxuan-level magic at the beginning.

However, the magic of Yan Curse-Jin Mie is very special.

Like a volcanic eruption, the longer it is brewed, the harder it is compressed, the more terrifying its power will be, and the greater the destructive power it will erupt!
In the past, many times, the tense battle situation did not allow Chu Nan to have so much time to compress.

But now, Chu Nan, whose soul power has greatly increased, has compressed the Yan Curse-Jin Mie to the extreme that he can do so far!
In Chu Nan's hand, there was only a ball the size of a ping-pong ball, but it was as dazzling as the sun.

500 meters away, the player's army of undead has already met with the army of Mingchao.

But the battle between the two sides is not on the same level at all!

The player's undead army has a battle line covering about two kilometers, while the battle line of the Mingchao army is at least four kilometers!

Not only that, there are countless undead and monsters in the dark behind the battle line of the Mingchao army, and there are no more undead on the player's side!

Chu Nan couldn't control the flame curse in his hand-Jin Mie.

When the battle line of the underworld army gradually bends to encircle and devour the player's undead army, Chu Nan sees the opportunity and releases it!
The target of the attack is the right side of the front that the player's undead army can't take care of!
boom.
The extremely compressed red flame energy exploded like a volcanic eruption.

Chi Yan set off a shocking fire wave, all the way forward, wherever it went, no matter it was an undead, or a mad beast, all were reduced to ashes under the incineration of Chi Yan!

This is also the only shortcoming of Ming Chao.

Although the soul fire formed by the special energy of the underworld tide creates countless undead, these undead are made up of bones that can be seen everywhere in the underworld. Their strength is far different from the undead carefully refined by players !
Chu Nan did not care about the consumption of his own mana, and cast this flaming curse-Jin Mie. Under Chu Nan's intentional control, the range was expanded to the extreme!

It is difficult to count the impact area of ​​the flame wave, and Chu Nan's level soared by a full three levels all the way!Came to level 4 of the seventh peak!
It was right that he didn't work hard to reach the eighth level in the past few days. He couldn't think of the eighth level in the Mingchao battle, so it might be difficult!
The exaggerated destructive power and coverage made many Tianbang players look sideways!
Chu Nan smiled and said, "Don't stare at me, don't miss the time when you should prepare to blow yourself up."

(End of this chapter)