Reborn as a tree

Chapter 195 A Useless Backhand

"What it is!"

Mo Liang's expression changed suddenly, and the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes trembled violently, as if he wanted to see clearly what was burning the black warrior.

Although he was still far away from the black warrior, he could still feel the horror of the flames.

That kind of flame seems to be the nemesis of the undead.

Even though he was hundreds of feet away from that flame, he could still feel the uneasiness in his heart.

But Mo Liang is a necromancer who has experienced storms, he forcibly controlled the magic power in his body, and began to recite the spell: "Deep darkness, boundless gloom..."

As soon as his spell started, the death energy around him began to roll in.

Under Mo Liang's guidance, this dead energy rushed towards the black warrior who was howling silently.

These pure death auras gradually suppressed the flames around the black warrior, causing a faint black mist to surround him again.

After a while, the black warrior stopped rolling.

He Jiu, however, was a little playful: "This guy thinks the fire is not hot enough, and wants to add more fuel?"

When his voice fell, he had already shaken his roots.

Under the guidance of He Jiu, streams of colorful power of faith gathered beside the black warrior.

After the power of faith mixed with the dead energy, the fireworks around the black warrior suddenly exploded several times.

The black warrior who was struggling to get up trembled violently for an instant, and immediately became motionless as if frozen.

His rotten jaw opened slowly, and his empty eye sockets stared straight ahead, as if he had lost his soul.

Outside Shenmu City, Mo Liang's arm froze in mid-air. He stared at the still burning fire on the black warrior, speechless for a long time.

After a long while, he murmured: "The breath of destruction, the power of faith, the essence of life, and the pure underground vitality.

Why do these things mix together to ignite dead energy and burn the soul.

How did he do that……"

All that He Jiu did almost overturned Mo Liang's cognition.

Although his undead had been restrained by various attributes, it was the first time he encountered such a strange scene in his life.

He couldn't figure out why the black warrior he had worked so hard to cultivate was destroyed so easily.

Wood God!

For the first time, these two words were deeply imprinted in Mo Liang's mind.

After taking a deep look at He Jiu's huge body, he slowly turned around.

Mo Liang didn't even look at the undead who were still fighting behind him, but left here step by step with a few relatively complete zombies.

'Ran? '

Although He Jiu guessed that Mo Liang probably had nothing to do, but he escaped so simply, it still made He Jiu feel a little different.

"Squeak!"

On He Jiu's branch, Lei Chong cried out in dissatisfaction.

This time, He Jiu planned to use it as a second hand.

As a result, before it could come in handy as a backhand, the enemy actually escaped.

Seeing Lei Chong with a displeased face, He Jiu was also a little helpless.

He could only comfort him: "The battle below is not over yet, you can still catch up if you go now."

Lei Chong shook his head unhappily and said, "Zhizhizhi..."

He Jiu smiled and said, "Leftovers are rice too. If you don't go now, you won't even get leftovers."

Lei Chong's small eyes rolled, and he felt that what He Jiu said seemed quite reasonable.

It flapped its wings and flew out.

He Jiu greeted quickly: "By the way, a few skeletons got lost after rushing into the city. You go and deal with those guys first, lest they scare the people in the city."

"Squeak!"

After Lei Chong answered, he immediately changed direction and wandered around the city.

Under He Jiu's guidance, it quickly wiped out those fish that slipped through the net.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into a flash of lightning and rushed into the battle group.

With the addition of thunderworms, those zombies and skeletons immediately began to fall down in groups.

Soon, the last skeleton warrior also became a broken bone all over the place.

"We won, we won!"

I don't know who was the first to shout out, and immediately after, there were cheers in the entire Shenmu City.

The tide of skeleton warriors just now really made every warrior quite nervous.

Without He Jiu's encouragement, most of Shenmu City would desert when the battle situation was stalemate.

These fighters finally won the victory after a bitter battle, so they naturally need to vent.

He Jiu didn't participate in the celebration of the soldiers. He found the old man and asked, "Have the battle damage statistics been calculated?"

The old man was already doing this right after the battle.

He nodded and said: "Lord Wood God, the battle damage has been counted.

In the battle just now, all Ze-level warriors were intact.

One mountain-level warrior was killed and five were seriously injured.

After the severely injured mountain-level warriors were treated, their injuries have been stabilized.

One of the severely injured warriors had severed limbs, and the severed limbs have been recovered, and the severed limbs have been reattached under the natural magic of Dou Lingqian.

It's just that even if the broken limbs are reconnected, without the assistance of other medicines, it is likely that they will not be able to restore their previous combat power.

Among the Banshan-level fighters, six were killed and 17 were seriously injured.

Five people suffered severed limb injuries, three of whom had their severed limbs recovered. "

He Jiu sighed and said, "29 people have been reduced. The casualties this time are a bit heavy."

He Tianliang patted He Jiu's branch with his cat's paw and said, "No one survives a war.

Before this battle, didn't you all prepare for the destruction of Shenmu City?

Is it unbearable for these few people to die now? "

Knowing that his master was comforting him, He Jiu spat out a mouthful of oxygen and said, "It's not that I can't bear it.

I just feel that these soldiers died because of me..."

He Tianliang nodded and said: "It's not wrong to say that, after all, they are all fighting for you.

But Shanze Realm is not a peaceful place, you are responsible for their survival, and they fight for you, this is justified.

You don't have to blame yourself for this, just settle these wounded soldiers and their families. "

After talking with He Tianliang for a while, He Jiu felt much better.

In fact, in the previous few battles, the soldiers of Shenmu City were also killed or injured.

It's just that the battlefield was not in front of He Jiu's eyes at that time, and most of the dead were not his followers, so the impact was not as great as it is now.

This time, most of the soldiers, whether dead or seriously injured, were his followers, so He Jiu's mood fluctuated.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood and ordered someone to clean up the battlefield.

While the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, He Jiu kept releasing cleaning magic and praise of nature to dispel the dead energy in the city.

Skeleton warriors are better, there is basically no pollution.

Most of those zombies and monsters resurrected from the undead have rotting flesh and blood on their bodies.

These things are the source of the plague. He Jiu didn't want to win the battle, but encountered the plague.

Nowadays, the density of people in the slums is extremely high. Once the plague breaks out, it will inevitably bring about extremely terrible consequences.

Fortunately, the number of zombies was far less than that of skeleton warriors, and most of the zombies did not rush into Shenmu City.

After a busy half a day, the zombies that might bring the plague were gathered together and set ablaze.

As for the corpse of the black warrior with forest-level strength, it was sent to He Jiu immediately.

(End of this chapter)