Another skeleton warrior fell down, and the bones were scattered all over the ground. Dongfang Herring was very distressed, but he had no choice but to do anything. The dwarf prince was the highest fighting force in the dwarf army. If he wanted to kill him, he had to pay a price. The magic bone staff is like a light bulb, the light shoots out one after another, almost without interruption.
"Psychostorm!"-
320.
"The thorn of the soul!"-
280.
"Death grip!"-
1500
After the health of the fifth dwarf prince fell below 50%, the rate of decline accelerated. When it dropped to 30%, there were only 6 skeleton warriors left, more than half of them were dead.
"Resurrection!"
"Corpse is calling!"
"The corpse exploded!"
Whenever this time, Dongfang Herring feels that one person is not enough. It is extremely stressful to deal with the fifth dwarf prince and the crazy dwarf warriors, senior dwarves, wolf cavalry and rampant dwarf chariots at the same time.