Benjamin frowned.
Before him, three liches stood side by side, holding similar bone staffs in their hands. Each body had decayed at different rates, but the thick auras of death were gathered together, causing every mage at the scene to feel extremely uncomfortable.
"This is going to be fun…" Even the System spoke, slightly dumbfounded.
At that moment, the density of the vines instantly increased threefold, spreading out in all directions like an airtight fishing net. The difficulty at which Miles had to dodge now had instantly increased, and the mages were forced to help from the sidelines by summoning a piece of black shadow blade to slice through the vines, giving Miles more space to escape.
However, the situation of the battle was worsening for them.
"How about we just retreat?" The male mage spoke hesitantly, "Those revenants are not afraid of magic at all, so how do we fight them? I'm afraid, even the Director would be unable to do much against them…"
