Chapter 201: Giving and Gaining

Sylvia looked bitter.

Electric ghosts are extremely rare. You may not see one even if you go through the spider jungle, the huge wetland and the skinning forest. But here, more than a dozen electric ghosts suddenly appeared. If it was just electric ghosts, it would be fine. She could take them down even if she gritted her teeth and fought to the death with a dozen professionals. But this time, the undead skinner jumped out, and she was completely helpless.

Two almost BUG demons appeared at the same time... Everyone was stunned. Electric ghosts attack at a super long distance, and undead skinners fight at close range, and will explode if they die. The two demon races joined forces, and it was really impossible to charge or retreat. Undead skinners are not demons with slightly inferior mobility like electric ghosts.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Before Sylvia and others could make a decision, the undead skinners had already launched an offensive. Countless blowpipes whizzed and the jungle was immediately beaten to pieces, and dense white bone spurs could be seen everywhere.

After a round of random fighting, at least more than 30 professionals were injured in this dense blow arrow. Before the injured could take out the healing potion, more than a dozen blood-red lightnings struck in the jungle. These injured people were unable to dodge and fell to the ground and died again.

"Go ahead." Sylvia didn't care about gains and losses at this time. The self-explosion of the undead skinner is indeed powerful, but as long as it is not killed, the threat of the bone spur blow arrow is not that big. Compared with the threat of the undead skinner, the threat of the dozen electric ghosts is greater.

At the command, the professionals immediately had a backbone, and they all took out their best survival skills and rushed into the jungle against the attack of the undead skinner.

After losing more than 20 people again, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. There was a small swamp on the back of the jungle. A dozen burning souls were floating and cruising above the mud, and from time to time they launched a group lightning attack on them.

"Kill them first!" Sylvia quickly reminded, and took the lead in raising the crossbow and shooting at one of the electric ghosts.

In fact, no reminder is needed, everyone knows what to do now. In a moment, more than a hundred skills are overwhelming these dozen electric ghosts. Their attacks are extremely threatening. Two or three electric ghosts hitting the same person at the same time can kill him instantly. But their life is not high. When the smoke cleared, more than a dozen electric ghosts immediately turned into piles of gray ashes. That was the last remnant left after they died.

Once the threat of electric ghosts was eliminated, a big stone in Sylvia's heart was finally put down. Without the threat of electric ghosts, the undead skinners are difficult to deal with, but they are not invulnerable.

After staying in Kurast for so long, everyone knows how to deal with these undead creatures that will explode. They quickly stabilized their position. Every time the undead skinner explodes, there is a paladin or barbarian who bravely takes over, using shields or their own strong life value to tough it out.

The good times didn't last long. Seeing the number of undead skinners getting smaller and smaller, Sylvia and others didn't have time to be happy for a moment, and countless skinners suddenly rushed out of the jungle.

Seeing the demon reinforcements arrive, Sylvia and others felt cold in their hearts. Skinners are not difficult to deal with. But they are just one layer less of bones than undead skinners. They look similar, are about the same height, and even have similar weapons. There is no time to observe in the fierce fight. You can't take a closer look before deciding whether to attack or not.

The addition of skinners immediately brought great pressure to Sylvia and others. Everyone had to be alert and carefully put away half of their strength, so as not to accidentally kill an undead skinner, causing others to be accidentally injured or even killed.

At this moment, Sylvia regretted it so much that her intestines turned green. If she had known that this place was so dangerous, she should have listened to the God's grace and evacuated first and then thought of a way. Or she could take a step back and join forces with the God's grace. Since he is a God-given, he must have some ability. Now, fifty or sixty people died on our side, all with minor or serious injuries. The other demons only lost a dozen electric ghosts and about eight hundred undead skinners. Is this a loss?

Undead skinners are undead creatures transformed through mysterious rituals after the skinners die. The corpses of skinners are everywhere here. When the skinner wizards take these corpses back to transform, there will be another large group of undead skinners. They are much stronger than skinners.

Skinners rushed out of the jungle in an endless stream. The screams of Jijiwawa sounded one after another, giving Sylvia and others heavy psychological pressure.

"Retreat." Sylvia was in a heavy mood and had to order a retreat. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen people were injured more seriously. At this speed, in half an hour, everyone would not have the strength to run even if they wanted to retreat.

Everyone immediately turned around and broke through the original route as if they were listening to the orders. In just such a short time, they all felt the tremendous pressure brought by the endless army of skinners. They thought that after killing the electric ghosts and the undead skinners, these timid skinners would be in chaos. Unexpectedly, they launched an even more crazy offensive. With this scale, even masters over level 80 can't stand it.

After finally fighting their way out of the siege, Sylvia checked and almost cried. There were originally nearly 200 professionals above level 40, but now there are less than 100 left. Nearly 100 high-level professionals just died here.

"Willie, come here." Sylvia gritted her teeth and called the big guy to her side: "Go back and tell them that I need more manpower here, the more the better. We must not let that God's Grace affect our plan."

Unexpectedly, Willy hesitated. He looked back at his companions who were drinking the healing potion with dejected faces, and suddenly lowered his voice: "I think we should listen to him. He is a divine benefactor after all. This does not violate the doctrine."

Sylvia was stunned and thought about this question seriously. As Willie said, obedience to the Divine Providence does not violate the teachings of the Zakarum Revival. In this way, it is indeed feasible to obey the orders of the benefactor and solve this crisis for the Amazons. Those who believe in divine grace also need human hands to deal with these demons. What's more, as long as I and others are involved, I don't worry that Eco's prestige will exceed that of Saint Vera.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, completely forgetting her previous hostility towards Lan Wu, and raised her voice and ordered: "Take a rest for half an hour, let's... let's go find the benefactor."

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"Half of them died?" Lan Wu looked at Lan Ya and the three people who came to report in surprise. When he and Sylvia separated just now, he kept a hand and secretly asked Lanya and the others to follow them to see what was going on. The result was beyond his expectation.

The electric ghosts were all wiped out, and the undead skinners were almost gone. The two big gangsters were gone, leaving demons like the Skinners and Swamp Poison Frogs to deal with.

Endless demons?

This is not a problem. Now I only worry that there are too few demons to fill all fifteen small amulets with magic power. So what if the quantity is large. Lanya and the three of them are not covered now. Just a halo of thorns is basically equivalent to the Necromancer's divine skill, Corpse Explosion. As the magic energy is absorbed and the little amulet is filled with magic power, the situation will completely turn against him.

Thinking of this, Lan Wu chuckled. Now it's time to pick your own peaches.