If the ordinary skeleton warrior is compared to a cannon fodder, which is only the weakest branch of the army, the bimon giant beast that has been resurrected now is a further special branch of the army.


    "Kill them for me!"


    The moment the necromancer resurrected the two bimons, he ordered the other party to attack.


    Undead creatures have no wisdom. Even in this dangerous situation, they still obey the orders of undead mages and are almost fearless of death on the battlefield!


    Any battle with the undead will be a war of attrition.


    Golden bimon took the lead in stepping out. Even if it becomes a dead, its power still makes the dead feel a touch of despair.


    A slap.


    The death knight''s charge didn''t end, just stagnated for a second, and it drove the nightmare sitting down to attack ahead.


    Kim bimon waved his palm. His broad palm was like a meteorite falling from the sky. It didn''t have too gorgeous moves, but patted it on the head of the momentum of death.


    "Puff!"


    A pool of meat mud.


    Although the momentum of the death knight is fearless, there is no comparability under the flesh of golden bimon.


    This picture is beyond the scope of ordinary people''s cognition.


    The death knight didn''t even do decent damage to golden bimon, so he was slapped into meat and mud, and completely lost the chance of counterattack.


    The Banshee was stunned. At this time, it was even in a daze. Its ally and powerful death knight were shot dead?


    The silver bimon beast followed closely behind. It also had no gorgeous moves. Waving its palm, it immediately patted on a Tauren. As a power arm, its chest was flattened, and its internal organs spit on the ground along its mouth.


    Terrible strength!


    It seems that someone is approaching in the dark. The speed is quite fast. There are more figures behind it.


    Cold knife light emerged.


    Jackal.


    They are natural assassins.


    They have super agility. Once they cooperate, even the opponents who are strong at the next level may die at the other party''s terrible speed.


    When the jackals fight, they need some sacrifices, and some timid demons in front become sacrifices, and their ferocious heads fall to the ground. Even if these are comrades in arms, there is no psychological burden for the jackals.


    "Roar!"


    With a dull roar, golden bimonton appeared in front of the assassins.


    It has a huge scar on its head and even some solidified brains on its cheeks. It has died, but now it has been reborn in another way.


    Undead species.


    The dead bimon''s eyes were red in the roar of excitement, and blood vessels like earthworms appeared on his explosive muscles.


    This is a monster up to ten meters!


    His seemingly bulky body charged at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to a jackal. Then he roared and swung his fist. The terrible power broke out with a dull roar. The Jackal was directly smashed into meat sauce in the sad cry.


    "Good, keep killing!"


    The necromancer looked at the scene in front of him, and his dry face showed a ferocious smile. Then, Kim bimon charged again. It was like going out of nowhere. No jackal could resist his attack, and often became a corpse at once.


    Golden bimon.


    Now the dead bimon.


    How terrible it was before it died.


    Although the brain of the undead is clumsy, the violent power combined with the undead makes it the most terrible subordinate under the command of the undead mage.


    The necromancer just performed a simple necromancer recovery. If given some time, it will use all its knowledge to create a monster that makes the whole white bone plain tremble!


    The so-called assassin Legion is also the foundation that the Banshee finally saved in a long time. In a few minutes, it was patted into a pool of meat mud by the bimon monster.


    At this time, these flesh and bone debris gathered together, producing a strong visual impact.


    Without the leadership of the death knight, the undead under its command began to become violent. Because of the chaos, they would kill the lives around them, and the team of the Banshee who reported the funeral undoubtedly became the target of these undead attacks.


    Make a mess around.


    The two bimons were unaffected and roared up.


    ——Rage!


    The necromancer performed another terrible move, which ignited the violent factors in bimon. The huge body of bimon beast didn''t stop at all after approaching the army of mourning banshees, and directly waved his fist and rushed into the army.


    With the shrill scream, more and more dark creatures were killed in the battle, not only because of the bimon beast, but also because of the trampling of their companions.


    Heavy fists roared past.


    Kim bimon seemed to feel that this was not enough fun to kill. He actually lifted a stone underground and threw it out into the crowd.


    This is bloody!


    Golden bimon is indeed a big killer on the battlefield!


    The other side.


    The more this time, the more need to keep calm. The necromancer swept the alliance of the Banshee with the remaining troops.


    The death knight and the Banshee are only a little short of gaining the existence of the ruling power of this land, but now earth shaking changes have taken place.


    The former not only died, but the corpses turned into a pool of mud. When the team lost the helmsman, it became negative instantly, and even the Allies hurt the killers.


    The latter, after seeing the fury of the two golden bimons, flashed a trace of complex emotion in his eyes. It was clear that the battle had become a foregone conclusion.


    When its troops are flooded by its surrounding allies, it loses its best opportunity.


    "Wuwu..."


    A high pitched scream, the dark creatures who had already been frightened, seemed to hear some sounds of nature, and ran back in the opposite direction.


    Retreat.


    The Banshee looked at everything on the battlefield, and a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes, but she had no choice. She had lost, and she didn''t even have a chance to turn defeat into victory.


    Lonely back.


    The necromancer looked at all this. He did not deliberately pursue, but focused on the behemoth. Under the same level, no one was the opponent of the two monsters.


    A banshee is nothing.


    For the necromancer, what he wants is to take this opportunity to touch the whole white bone plain.