With three gunshots, the tide of the undead suddenly changed.

It was not very intuitive to change. The types of undead have not changed, the number has not decreased, and the pressure and threat are not bad at all. However, after the first gunshot, among the energy controllers in the battle, the strongest perception or intuition, they keenly sensed that the movements of the undead seem to be a little slower than before. The degree of slowness is very low and almost undetectable, but they are sure that this is by no means an illusion.

The hysteresis lasted for more than ten seconds. After two consecutive rifles roared, all the people in the battle noticed this change. No, even Mi Xin, who is an ordinary person, showed a puzzled expression, and obviously found that the movements of the undead had obviously slowed down. After a moment of confusion, Mi Xin's eyes suddenly lit up and she said in surprise: "Someone in the caster has a problem."

"Hmm?" Although the female leopard had already rushed to the front line after the outbreak of the battle, and had cleared out the undead in every move, the crow and Zhao Zheng did not participate in the battle, but were guarding with Ma Xing with two ordinary people with no combat power. At this time, he heard the surprise in Mi Xin's words. The crow couldn't help asking, "There are many magicians?"

"Of course, even if there is an increase in the Dark Sky, this number of undead spirits cannot be controlled by one or two undead magicians, even at the same level as the first level." Mi Xin said that she knew all the magic and replied with certainty, "What's more, there are people who want to maintain the Dark Sky. At least ten undead spirit mages should have participated in the attack."

"What if the dark sky curtain in the dark alley opposite is also included?" The crow pointed behind him, "and the undead who might be ambushing there."

"The number is at least twice as many." Mi Xin didn't even think about it, "The more undead summoned within a certain range, the stronger the strength, and the greater the consumption of the caster."

"Then I understand." The crow nodded thoughtfully, "If the caster's consumption cannot keep up, this will happen."

"Yes, once the consumption cannot keep up, the strength of the undead will inevitably decrease accordingly. To reduce the consumption, if it cannot keep up, the number will be reduced."

"Bang", as if to prove her words, with a gunshot, many undead suddenly fell inexplicably in the tide of undead. Although they were not attacked and their heads were not damaged, once they fell, they lost the ability to get up again, and their bones and rotten flesh quickly sanded and turned into ashes.

"Ha, the rose has caught them." The crow squinted his eyes and chuckled, "It seems that these undead mages don't know how to play hide-and-seek games."

"You asked Rose to support the outside world to be on guard against the present?" Zhao Zheng's eyes were a little annoyed. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with his inadequate preparations. "You didn't know that someone was going to attack."

"I'm not a fortune teller." The crow rolled his eyes and said angrily, "But you are prepared for any trouble. It's still necessary to lay out reinforcements in advance. Haven't you prepared several retreat paths, but we prefer the retreat paths more than the retreat paths."

"But your reinforcements are still limited." The old man Ma Xing wiped the sweat from his forehead and gasped in a low voice, "The energy confrontation between the enemy and me has not weakened, which means that the main force on the opposite side has not been affected, and the dark sky has not seemed to disappear. And the most important point... Look at the undead?"

In fact, the crow also discovered that the number of undead has not decreased much.

After nearly two minutes of battle, the energy-controllers showed their ability and had at least thousands of undeads, which were nearly one-eighth of the total number. It should be obvious. However, if you look closely, the number of undeads has not decreased much, because whenever a group of undeads are destroyed, many new undeads will emerge from the underground and rejoin the battle group.

"Well, this is the terrible part of the undead natural disaster." Mi Xin said gently bit her lower lip, "The caster can replenish the undead at any time. Unless their magic power is exhausted, the undead will be endless. Therefore, the battle with the undead will often turn into a war of attrition. The best way is to escape from the dark sky as soon as possible, or weaken the number of the caster to a certain level."

"No wonder, it's really troublesome." The crow frowned, "If the caster scattered and hid..."

"That won't be. The caster who simply provides support can hide in scatters, but the main controllers, including the controllers of the Dark Sky and the Dead Natural Disaster, must concentrate on casting the spells so that the magic output can be adjusted at any time."

"Ha..." The crow glanced at Mi Xin with a smile. Her understanding of the magic world, especially these undead or dark spells, was obviously beyond the scope of normal Four-leaf Stars. No wonder she has a magic world behind her. It seems to be true. However, the crow did not intend to investigate this matter, but just thought about it, "If there are more than a dozen or even dozens of people gathered to cast the magic, the target is too big. With Rose's ability, it is impossible to notice it. It will not take so long to find several enemies. But her gunshots have told me that the truth is that it is, so the only explanation is that the enemy is hidden in a place she cannot observe."

"Inside the dark sky, even near us." Zhao Zheng was the first to understand, raised his voice and shouted, "Sister Hei, come back."

"It's really rare for the Third Master to call my name." Among the assassins, a masked woman wrapped in a black tights twisted her slender waist and appeared in front of several people in an instant, as if she had eyes with water vapor, and gave a charming look at the crow and Zhao Zheng, "What's the matter with me?"

Ignoring the woman's confused gaze, Zhao Zheng asked calmly: "What's the situation underground?"

"I don't know yet, wait for me to see." The woman squatted down, pressed her hand on the ground, and flicked her fingers slightly on the ground, as if she was fiddling with something, but soon she stood up again and shook her head, "Everything is normal underground and nearby."

"No outsiders?"

"Of course not, otherwise how can it be called normal."

"Well, thank you Sister Hei." Zhao Zheng spread his hands at the crow, "Okay, at least not nearby."

"Tsk, others often say that our assassins are rats in the gutter, but in my opinion, these people are real mice, and their ability to hide is perfect." The crow curled his lips and showed a stern smile, "But fortunately, I like to deal with mice the most."

"Um?"

"Because I have a cat at home." Like Zhao Zheng, the crow waved, "Big cat, come back, there is something more fun."

"x, I'm doing it so good, don't bother me." Although I said that, the flames flashed, and the female leopard rushed back to the crow and said fiercely, "What are you doing with a silly bird?"

"I'll ask you for a favor."

"What?"

"Catch the mouse."

"x, you x, you want to start a war again." The female leopard's fist was already tightened, but when she saw the crow's serious eyes, she still suppressed her anger, "Hmm?"

The crow whispered a few words in her ear, and at the same time put his hand into the bag on her waist, as if he had put something in it.
Chapter completed!