overlord the summoner of miracles

"Patriarch, oh no, the undead

have surrounded our tribe!" Outside

the walls of the Greenclaw Clan, countless undead stood in the distance, forming a phalanx in unison, exuding a sky-high death aura.

"Damn, the alliance of the various tribes is not yet complete, have they already fought over!" Thanks

to the Greenpaw Traveler Salus who found traces of the undead in the forest, the various lizardmen tribes that were originally hostile to each other because of their food rarely joined forces to meet the enemy.

No matter how fierce the struggle between the same clans is, after it is over, it will only be conquered, and it will not be wiped out.

But the existence of the undead, an abomination of creatures, is the absolute natural enemy of all the living, and they don't know what it means to be merciful, and if they don't win from them, then no creature will survive.

"It looks like the attack hasn't started yet, what's going on on Salius's side!"

"Patriarch, the coalition forces have begun to assemble and are moving here. "

Hmm... It seems that the first wave of attacks can only be withstood by ourselves.

Shasliu clenched his fists, and the enchanted steel greatsword behind his back also shone in the sun.

The people knew the power of the patriarch and were excited about it.

"Leave it to us

!" "Aren't they just some moving bones, what are you afraid of!"

On the other hand, in the camp of the undead, it is quiet and terrifying.

Except for the rustling of bones rubbing, there was little to hear.

Igofa rode a death horse looking out over the tribe of the lizardmen.

Because of the information observed by the beast zombies, he had already discovered that the other party was gathering coalition forces.

But confidently, he had no intention of blocking at all.

"It just saved me the effort of solving them one by one. Hmph, the supreme power is not something you reptiles can imagine. "

The army of the undead is still on standby.

At three o'clock in the morning, the coalition of the lizardmen tribes finally arrived.

In addition to the Green Claw clan of Xia Siliu, there are four tribes: the Zhu Tong clan, the dragon tooth clan, the Liwei clan, and the small tooth clan.

The main powerhouses of the five tribes are also gathered here.

"Hasn't the enemy started attacking yet?"

"Well, it seems that they also have the idea of a direct decisive battle and have been waiting.

Salus suddenly had a feeling that he was being tricked, could it be that the other party had deliberately let him unite the various tribes so that he could be wiped out?

It's too contemptuous of people.

"Oh, Patriarch of the Greenclaw Clan, your great sword looks very strong! After this battle is over, do you want to have a fight!"

"Ren Peier, at this time, don't be joking.

"Hahahaha, it's only when you're nervous that you should liven up the atmosphere. "

Alright, since the other side hasn't started attacking yet, let's prepare first. "

The main combat force of each tribe is the hunting class, and the strong male lizardmen and some female lizardmen form battle formations, and the young lizardmen are hiding.

The lizardfolk almost poured out of the nest, but they were still far from enough in numbers.

"Looks like you're almost assembled, then, attack!"

Igofa drew his rune sword, and the army of the undead charged.

The originally neat and uniform front was quickly destroyed after the undead moved, the beast zombies ran to the front at a fast speed, the ordinary zombies fell slowly to the back, and the skeletons that were not fast or slow were set up between the two sides.

"Stone-throwing troops, attack!" The

lizardmen of the hunting class, led by Su Kui, the patriarch of the Little Tooth Clan, threw stones together.

The Beast Zombies at the front of the charge are small and agile, and the slings do not do much damage to them, but they do a lot of damage to the skeleton troops that follow.

"Shoot the arrows!"

the skeleton archers of the Undead Legion, under the command of the Death Archer, hurled together towards the Lizardmen position.

The rain of arrows is quite intensive, and if it doesn't do much damage against human troops, the impact on morale is considerable.

But the opponent is a lizardman.

The sturdy scales and thick skin of these erect crocodiles were like a layer of natural armor, and even if the rotten arrows pierced the skin, they could not do much damage to the internal organs or even muscles.

Throwing stones shot out round by round, and the beasts and zombies finally came to the front.

"Melee troops, charge with me!" the

dragon tooth patriarch Ren Peier shouted and rushed out, this guy didn't know how to exercise, his right arm was several times larger than his left arm, and he wielded the axe-bladed spear made by the dwarves, like a killing god, easily shattering a piece of enemies.

A white figure quickly rushed through the beast zombie horde and killed in front of the skeleton, the double-edged short spear in his hand dancing like a blast of wind, easily killing a passage in the sea of skeletons.

"Wow, !!"

A huge figure rushed out and directly knocked Ren Peier, who was not paying attention, into the air.

"It's a Stitch Monster!"

the white figure, the Captain of the Liberty Clan, turned around and shot his double-edged spear, stabbing directly into the Stitch Monster's head.

But the Stitch Monster just shook his head and stood still, pulling the spear out of his head, bringing out a series of disgusting mucus scraps.

"Nature Beast Summons!" Two

giant wetland crabs were summoned by the patriarch of the Vermilion Clan, Kurxiu, and rushed up to engage the Stitching Monsters.

Su Kui also rushed to the vicinity, shooting projectiles as he moved quickly.

Each projectile was like a goshawk's claws, grazing the stitching monster and taking away a large piece of flesh with it.

The stitch monster was trapped by two giant crabs, coupled with his bloated body and not good at moving, although his blood was thick and resistant to beating, he was completely unable to fight back.

Until a fireball smashed into Ren Peier, who was trying to join the warband.

The huge movement caused by the fireball explosion attracted the attention of the audience, and a female spellcaster in a tattered purple robe with a half-decayed body stood in the middle of the group of skeletons.

"Damn, take care to kill the caster first!" A

group of strong lizardmen warriors, seeing that they were close, took on the task of attacking the caster, and smashed the skeletons in their way, killing them directly in front of the undead archmage.

It's just that when I arrived here, I found that there was actually a guy there!

Covered in yellowed bandages, with a golden mask on his head, and a huge scepter in his hand, a foul smell of decay emanating from every corner of his body.

It's a mummy!

"Cursed Spear!" A

purple laser shot out of the scepter, and the originally straight ray reflected back and forth after touching the lizardmen, actually piercing all the lizardmen warriors.

All the lizardmen warriors fell to the ground and wailed, their lives not yet lost, but their spirits seemed to have been tormented and broken.

At this time, the surrounding frost suddenly fell.

The Dark Knight, riding a death horse, approached the two undead spellcasters and reached out to the lizardmen.

The dark aura of Death Coil

takes the lives of the Lizardmen warriors and transforms them into negative energy, healing the skeletons that have been shattered but not dead in the vicinity.

Even more terrifying, the dead lizardmen warriors staggered to their feet, raised their weapons, and aimed them at their original kind.

Salus's heart sank as he looked at the terrifying being on the tall horse.

"This trouble is not ordinary......