Emmasha began to doubt herself.

Whether this action was the right decision.

This has never happened in the past.

Emmasha is an extremely confident person.

She never doubts any decisions or actions she makes.

Although these "little brothers" all claimed that Emmasha's decision was very quick.

But once the action fails, then quick decisions will only turn into reckless impulse.

Damn, how could I have such thoughts?

Even if the other party has a few more than the previous elemental witch's level.

He held several aces in his hand.

Any one is enough to reverse the whole situation.

I am a genius of the Fel's family!

Can a mere Los Angeles stop your own pace?

Now the new generations led by the family are constantly reporting the situation of the war from all over the country.

The vast majority of the new generations who lead the team are good news.

Amasha feels that she is better than those new eras.

Since they can all easily gain advantages.

There is no reason for me to be blocked by a small supernatural association.

Emmasha's eyes suddenly stared into the darkness.

Then he browsed, and it seemed that he didn't have to worry about it.

The other party’s people have arrived!

Now that the arrow is on the string, there is no way out for both sides.

West, Gaia, Helith, English and Norma, plus the army of banshees led by Pamela next to them.

There are not many, but they are amazing.

In an instant, the new generation of the Ferrell family led by Amasha was like a frightened bird.

They had almost never really had contact with psychics from outside.

Except for Emmasha, most of them are just powerful novices.

"Silent." Emmasha frowned and scolded.

It has to be said that compared with the supernatural association's powerful queue.

They are indeed a little messy and inconsistent.

But Emmasha is not worried about this.

The trump card is in hand, and the new generations she leads are not lacking in strength.

They just lack experience.

Perhaps, this battle will transform them.

"Remember what you learned in the family, which can allow you to survive and defeat your enemies."

West slowly walked out.

"Young man, you definitely don't understand what you are facing, it's not good."

Emmasha looked at West with a sneer: "You must not know what you are facing, and the last guy who relied on me in this tone has now been burned to ashes."

"What an arrogant young man."

"West, I think we'd better do it directly. Your opening remarks have pushed our momentum overwhelmed by the little guys on the other side."

But West has not yet issued an order to start a full war.

Amasha on the opposite side could no longer help: "Kill them."

These are the new generation of Ferrell. When they heard Emmasha's extremely arrogant remarks, they were already excited, and at this moment they could not resist their sudden desire to fight.

After Emmasha's order, they all rushed to the battlefield.

West and others look at me, I look at you.

West said silently: "Who are you here?"

Helith stepped forward, she looked smaller than everyone present, and looked underage.

When Emmasha saw Helith coming forward, she felt a little uncomfortable with the Goth girl in front of her.

I don't know why, but I just feel uncomfortable.

But then I thought about it, how strong can this Goth girl be at such a young age?

Helith slowly raised his right arm, and the darkness of the jungle began to revive.

The unclean dead are awakened.

They have rotten or decayed bodies, and the green Netherworld fire burns in their eyes.

Helith is like the daughter of death, and the breath of death turns into her wings and holds her into the air.

The army of death has been assembled, just waiting for her to give her order.

And those new eras of Feler who were still burning with a feverish fighting moment ago.

But it looks like a duck caught in the throat.

The shouting and high shouting came to an abrupt end in an instant.

Emmasha widened her eyes and looked at Helith with horror.

Looking at the countless death troops around.

"The Necromancer!"

The Goth girl in front of her is not only a necromancer, but also a necromancer with the ultimate terrifying strength.

A more shocking picture than Jolin Nash before.

"Let these little guys be one of you." Helith gave the order coldly.

Emmasha finally couldn't sit idly by.

She originally felt that her subordinates had sufficient strength but lacked experience.

But now she understood, compared with the guys on the other side.

They are indeed not strong enough, and they are still far behind those guys on the other side.

The new generation is struggling to resist the army of death.

The first wave of skeleton soldiers poses little threat to them.

But it still caused them great trouble.

It's impossible to move forward or backward.

They could only keep smashing the skeleton soldiers.

Skeleton soldiers cannot cause them casualties.

Only consume their magic.

Emmasha took out a cane, held it high, and shouted loudly: "Qiyuan!"

A wave of light burst out from the sapphire inlaid at the top of the cane.

This light wave is not lethal, but it has instantly restored the magic power of the new generation touched by the light wave.

"Halis, it seems that your consumption plan is not successful." Gaia said.

Helith shrugged, she didn't expect this move to decide the outcome.

She was just trying the other person's quality.

In the past, this move in the Death Kingdom might be her ultimate move.

Now I have basically retreated to the second line.

Gaia took a step forward, and Emmasha noticed Gaia's actions at the first time.

She remembered that Dwick and the other three talked about the big woman they met.

It should be this woman.

How would she attack?

She should be from the reinforcement department, right?
To be continued...