Chapter 0145 Capital of the Dead Strategy 3

An "implosion" hit the necromancer, and the violent earth elemental martyrdom explosion immediately exploded the only 2 layers of protection outside his body, and the fragments of the protective shield didn't even have time to annihilate, directly disintegrating into countless mana turbulence.

The necromancer was confused by the explosion and tremor's mouth and nose, and before he could come back to his senses, Li Xun had already held the soul weaver and shook him gently, and then he made a crisp sound in the dark shadow of the ground, and the necromancer was already blind, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The soul weaver cooperated with the ghost's shadow leap assassination, and even had Cheng Dù, who had the ability to kill an unsuspecting high-level mage in seconds, and it was a piece of cake to clean up a mid-level necromancer.

Li Xun shouted angrily, and all the cemetery subordinates around him dispersed in an uproar, and the trajectory went straight to the palace from different angles.

The necromancers who monitor the entire capital of the dead in the Mage's Tower know the true face of this army. The already overstretched forces made it extremely difficult for them to control, and even an undead ** division had already flown out of the mage tower to chase after him, intending to personally deal with this group of miscellaneous soldiers who had penetrated deep into the core area.

Li Xun had already rushed to the sky above the palace at this moment, looking down on this former place of royal power, now there were only broken walls and ruins everywhere, and only a tall white bone hall was erected somewhere in the middle. Outside the Hall of Bones, black clouds rolled and the gloom soared into the sky, and hordes of vampires and ghosts surrounded it tightly.

"Rush!" Li Xun didn't have time to make any battle speeches, and with a short shout, all the cemetery creatures rushed down against each other.

Li Xun did not directly participate in the battle, but swooped down to the ground nearby, and released the Ice Demon, Demon Guardian, Hellfire, and Skeletron as quickly as possible. The addition of several major cadres immediately brought endless damage to the group of undead flying in the sky.

The sacrificial aura and chaos aura of hellfire, the cold aura of the ice demon, and the trembling aura of the demon guardian were all opened, and even if it would cause accidental injuries to their own troops, they couldn't care about it, and they attacked the enemy team with all their might.

The Demon Guardian was the first to rush to the gate of the Hall of Bones, and with the momentum of the collision, a slash slammed into the middle of the gate that flashed with magical aura.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the gate did not move, and the runes on the walls of the entire White Bone Hall appeared, and the brilliance flowed, and the criss-crossing magic lines connected it together, and it was hard to resist this powerful and heavy blow.

For a while, the Demon Guard, the Ice Demon, Skeletron, Hellfire, and Li Xun concentrated their firepower at the same time, or axe splitting, or spell attack, or holding their heads and hitting them, and the protective shield was also tightly concave, but it was not broken.

Time, what is missing now is time!

There is no time to slowly wear off this protection, and it must be broken immediately before the third step can begin.

Li Xun's eyes flashed, and under the command of his soul, the Ice Demon, the Demon Guard, and the Skeleton King retreated a little distance, while Hellfire faced the front with his hands wide open in a hugging posture, and at the moment when he was about to make contact with the protective shield, he exploded!

The endless death qi contained in the Hellfire's body, the extremely powerful twisted will, and the soul power that had been absorbed were mixed together, and bombarded the protective shield in a self-detonation manner.

"Click"

A gratifying cracking sound was heard, and the shield shattered.

Li Xun hid behind the demon guards and survived the impact of the hellfire's self-explosion, ignoring the casualties of the self-inspection team, and slammed into the Hall of Bones with these scarred men.

At the moment when the protective shield was broken, Li Xun had already felt the vast spatial fluctuations of the plane gate in the hall, like a constantly surging tide, and the surrounding space was a little unstable.

In fact, at the moment when the protective shield was broken, the surging spatial tide had begun to spread rapidly, not only Li Xun sensed it, but even some strong people thousands of miles away also sensed this special fluctuation. The faces of all the powerhouses in the vicinity of the City of the Dead changed at the same time, some were shocked by speculation turning into reality, some were shocked by the fact that the nest had been copied, and more were hatred of the unscrupulous actions of the Undead Council.

2,000 miles away, in a small city occupied by the undead, several bleak figures were standing in the void, looking back in the direction of the capital of the undead.

When the special spatial fluctuations came, the tall skeleton whose whole body was shrouded in a constantly wriggling shadow shook slightly, snorted coldly, and turned his head to an old mage not far away, "Okay...... Well......, well, your plan has been successful, but do you think this will stop our rise? Delusion! The old mage, whose hair had fallen out and his teeth were about to fall out, trembled all over, and was provoked by the other party's resentful hatred, and forced himself to calm down: "Don't be so anxious to draw conclusions!" Didn't you sense the power of light before? Maybe the church guys went to you and walked around. If we had such intentions, I wouldn't have bothered Catherine and I to go to this foul-smelling place, would we? ”

Standing beside him was the legendary female mage Catherine Blue Star stationed in the Duchy of Novis, who only smiled lightly when she heard this, silently raised her vigilance, and stared coldly at the two legendary lichs opposite.

The tall skeleton shrouded in shadows wanted to vent its anger, but it was more worried about the changes in the distance. If it was really those fellows from the Church who broke into the sealed place of the plane gate, they would definitely not let go of this opportunity to fight the Council of the Undead. The ambitious plan that has been painstakingly and exhausting countless is about to usher in the first great setback and disruption.

Now it's too late to rush back, the plane gate seal has been forcibly opened, and the city of the undead can no longer use any teleportation spells within a radius of a hundred miles. Without the teleportation circle inside the City of the Undead, this 2,000-mile distance, even if he flew at full speed, it would take 2 hours, and he would not be able to rush back in time.

"Damn Valaski, Lagong who should have been eaten by maggots, 2 legendary lich can't guard the capital of the undead, you all deserve to die!" This tall skeletal figure shrouded in shadows and unable to see clearly was none other than the Lord of the Dead, Shane VII, and the thought of leaving two companions could not guarantee the safety of the plane's gate made him almost mad with hatred, a feeling of extreme hatred that he had not experienced for hundreds of years.

Known as the Lord of Rot, Owomer was silent, just bowed his head in contemplation, and from time to time there were muscle bulges and depressions under the skin covered with rotten sores and pus, as if countless wriggling worms were hidden underneath.

This scene aroused the disgust of Catherine of the blue star, and there was already a faint cold gathering around her body.

At this time, the fierce battle outside the city of the dead has stopped, and the two legendary lichs have shaken off the entanglement of the enemy and rushed towards the lair like a fire, and their opponents are also in a great spirit, pursuing the tail, vowing to destroy this gate of all evil that leads to the world of the undead.

Inside the palace of the City of the Dead.

When the chasing undead ** master rushed into the White Bone Palace, there was only an empty plane gate left, and all the enemies disappeared without a trace, and it seemed that they had all infiltrated the undead realm. Strange, aren't they here to destroy the Plane Gate?

With all kinds of questions, the undead ** master Phinea sent a brief message to Andorra who stayed behind, and hurriedly blessed himself with all kinds of protection, and hurriedly rushed into the door of the plane.

Despite the protection of the spell, all kinds of discomforts from crossing the gate of the plane still plagued the undead ** master Phineah, and when the strange feeling of twisting and spinning disappeared, a single qiē of the undead world was presented in front of him.

After leaving the gate of the plane, Phinea came to the realm of the dead for the first time, only to find that she was standing on an altar in the valley deep in.

Phinea flickered, surrounded by a gray mist, and he tried to reach out and wave it, but the mist was like substance, leaving a layer of slippery, icy plaster on his hands. The surrounding light is oppressive and dim, and you can only see things within ten meters. Not far away, a dead tree stood alone, all the branches were twisted strangely, and it was extremely strange.

There's nothing alive here.

Phinea did not reject the aura of death, but such a pure and strong aura of death made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Where is this?

The experience of being an undead ** master helped him, Phinea closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to probe the surrounding qiē, which broke through the shackles of the ubiquitous mist and projected his "line of sight" farther away. Around the altar were many undead who had been sent in advance, and the breath of the living on their bodies caused them to be restless, and there were even some signs of rebellion.

After all, the undead ** master has not gone through the lich reincarnation ritual, although his body has been soaked in negative energy, he still retains the slightest wisp of the breath of the living, and he may be able to rely on the coercion of the soul to drive these low-level undead outside, but when he arrives in this undead world that is soaked with the breath of death everywhere, he can faintly feel the "resistance" consciousness of these undead.

Bastard! The more critical the time, the more problems will arise.

Phinea secretly cursed and rose to the sky, and her tenacious and powerful spiritual power spread in all directions like an octopus, trying to catch the whereabouts of the group of "people" who had just escaped into the world of the undead.

Got it! On the outskirts of the valley, quite a few zombie skeletons fell, in all directions, as if the enemy had scattered and fled.

Even more hateful, you can't stay together quietly and make your workload less!

Phinea dived, relying on her clever flying skills to randomly pick a direction where the trail extended and chased down. The dry, charred ground swept rapidly under his feet, and before he rushed half a mile, a vampire appeared in front of him. Xu spotted the tracker's approach, and the vampire-incarnated bat rushed left and right, and even drilled straight into some narrow crevices, intending to evade the tracker's pursuit. But it was just a farce, and a hundred meters away, a scorching ray had already penetrated its heart core, causing it to turn to ashes in an instant.

Next......

After chasing 7-8 different subjects in a row, or vampires, or ghosts, or some little ones who can hide in the shadows, Phinea is tired of it, what's going on, why are they all undead?

Could it be someone of your own who is pretending?

When the next target appeared in front of her, Phinea was furious. It's a skeleton, bastard, and even a skeleton is going to be thrown out to disgrace? Even though it's a high-level skeleton general, it's still a skeleton, isn't it? It took a bit of effort to kill the skeleton general with a series of fireballs. The bizarre skeleton general wailed and exploded into countless bone fragments, scattered among the filthy gray-black dirt, serving as a backdrop to the dry rotting earth of the undead realm.

Two more were cleaned up, Phinea pumped herself up, turned around and went straight to the next trace, according to the psychic sense, it seemed to be a ghost, and it had run 20 miles away.

When the undead ** master gradually faded away, time passed minute by minute, and there was still dead silence around, no sound, no color, and the world would always be monotonous gray, black or the miserable white of bones.

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