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Riding the night breeze, Halvers is like an otherworldly version of the Gundam soaring through the sky. "Words * love * first * hair

Mysterious astral matter continued to pour out of the void, turning into pieces of metal components that shimmered with a faint blue light and spliced onto Halvers's body. Soon, Halphes, who had just been in human form, was encased in a thick and dense astral structure.

This is the evolutionary path that Halvers chose for himself.

Assimilates some of the astral matter with a strong will, and then strengthens its own weak rou body in turn. This kind of evolutionary method is also the same as those companions who have fused with xenomorphic demonic beasts and mutant plants, and finally they all went to the inhuman path of giving up the human body and infinitely strengthening themselves.

Josahi, who stayed behind in the Rock Battle Fort, chose to fuse with an extremely rare tentacle monster, so he made himself neither a ghost nor a ghost. But fortunately, the wizarding world pays attention to strength, and never judges a wizard by his appearance.

This may also be a kind of sorrow for the short-lived species of human beings!

Obviously, he has wisdom and creative power far beyond ordinary races, but he often dies halfway because of the shortness and fragility of his life. In order to change their fate, countless human beings who have mastered extraordinary power have finally embarked on the road of no return to transform themselves and mutate themselves.

The small town of Pala was not far from the Rock Battle Fort, only eleven or twelve miles away. But by the time Halvers arrived here, the town had become a purgatory on earth, a paradise for the undead.

The screams of terrible wails were endless, and the houses that had been set on fire had burned half of the sky red, and even the moon disk in the sky was smeared with a thick layer of blood.

The streets and alleys that are usually bustling with people are now occupied by groups of howling zombies, dried corpses, and skeletons. They chased after the survivors, knocking them to the ground and starting to feast on their own for an unusually bloody and delicious feast of flesh and blood.

The townspeople have no means of resistance in the face of these terrifying zombies, who have no pain and are not afraid of any sharp weapons, but have no means of resistance, and can only be run in all directions, crying and crying for help from others. However, several entrances and exits on the outskirts of the town had been completely occupied by this group of terrible guys, blocking their escape routes.

So, they could only cry, shout, and die......

At this time, the only people in the town who have a certain amount of combat power are the wizard guards who came to Paran Town to have fun. Follow the wizards all year round to hunt and kill the strange monsters in the wild jungle, so that they already have a certain immunity to this kind of monster, at least they will not be scared to the sight of zombies like the townspeople can't even hold the stick.

They occupy a sturdy house or courtyard, and fight against the steady stream of corpses inside, becoming the only pure land in the town that has not completely fallen.

In the blood-colored moonlight, Halphes could even see the cupola torch and roar of the witchcraft fireball in a corner of the town.

Uh, and there are low-level wizards coming here to have fun?

Halvers couldn't help but turn his gaze there curiously.

It was a small, two-story solid wooden building, and a group of terrified mortals gathered around the corridor on the second floor, blocking the stairs leading to the second floor with rudimentary tables, chairs, and benches, and wrestling with zombies that looked like wriggling mudslides. It's a pity that they are poorly equipped, and the table legs and wooden sticks in their hands can't give fatal damage to the zombies at all, so they can only barely hold on to the swarming corpses to prevent the other party from breaking through their rudimentary defenses.

The wizard who sent out the sorcery fireball was closely guarded behind him, still pale, his lips quivering and chanting strange sorcery incantations.

A one-ring wizard can't control a broomstick or a magic carpet yet, otherwise he would have turned around and fled this dangerous situation!

Another red fireball the size of a human head exploded in the crowd of corpses, instantly igniting more than a dozen zombies into humanoid torches. This insignificant achievement instantly ignited the confidence of everyone present, and all the survivors howled excitedly, hoping that the wizard they were guarding could show their might, and sent out a hundred or so fireballs in one breath, turning these terrible corpses crawling out of the ground to ashes.

Only Halvers, who was independent of the sky, could clearly see that the violent roar of the continuous explosion had led to countless agile figures hiding in the darkness. This is a terrifying undead creature similar to a living corpse, they do not have the stiff and rotten limbs of zombies and dried corpses, but have agility that is not inferior to that of a cheetah.

They climb over the wall as if walking on the ground, and the transfer of ownership through the house is even more like flying.

After rushing out of the shadows, they jumped freely on the blazing house, quickly approaching the battlefield of flesh and blood that had burst with confidence in a short period of time.

The rugged and narrow staircase was not needed, and with a slight hint of strength from the thick columns and vertical walls, the living corpses had already rushed into the last surviving townspeople.

They didn't care about the jabs of the sticks and spears in the hands of humans, nor did they care about the wounds on their bodies. He even twisted his body frantically to let the spear blade pass through his body, and then slashed open the chest of the attacker with his jet-black sharp ghost claws, twisted off their heads, ripped off their limbs, and put them in their mouths to chew on them.

Faced with this situation, the morale of this group of mortals, who had not undergone the slightest training, quickly collapsed. Fear has gone far beyond the limits of their tolerance. Some laughed or wailed, others began to look around for a place to hide, others fell on their knees and prayed to the witch god or any other powerful being......

However, until they were pounced on by the living corpses and torn to pieces, no miracles befell this unbearable purgatory on earth.

Looking at the tragedy that happened in front of him, Halvers had no intention of helping. Even when the low-level wizard was forced to cry in a corner of the house by the living corpse, he stood motionless in the air with a cold face.

"Come out, undead! I can smell the strong smell of corpses on your body even ten miles away. Halvers said coldly.

There was no need to pretend, under the scarlet and cold treacherous moonlight, Halphes's body glowed with an even more cold and fierce metallic luster, and he stood in the void like a demon god.

"You wizards are really a bunch of ruthless and unrighteous fellows, who have watched the death of their own kind and remain silent! But I'm really curious, can this substance in your body really keep you safe? A spiritual fluctuation that shook the void suddenly resounded in the town.

Immediately, a strange undead knight riding on a terrifying undead black horse rushed into the air.

Yes, this undead knight is riding on the black horse of the undead, trampling on the empty void, and Gadda Gada's rush up!

Moreover, the four hooves and eye sockets and tail of this undead black horse were all burning with strange green and beating flames. This kind of flame not only does not bring the slightest warmth to people, but also makes everyone who sees it feel cold in their hearts for no reason.

The volley of the horse, the icy green flames, the undead knight......

Taken together, this piece of information was enough to piece together some bad piece of information in Halvers's mind.

Intruder!

This is one of the invaders that the major wizarding organizations have vigorously encircled and suppressed before!

Although Halvers has been living here for more than a decade, he still has enough knowledge of the latest information that has caused a sensation in the wizarding world. According to the information he obtained, the intruder had been mutilated by a legendary wizard, and only one head had escaped. But now it seems that it has been fully restored. Even the condensation momentum it displayed, even Halfus, who was already a great wizard of the 8th ring, did not dare to ignore it.

But what made Halvers pay more attention was another piece of information, this terrifying undead was rescued by his own companions. And its companions are the famous "Queen of Shadows" and "Death Songr"!

Could it be that this scene under their feet is a trap they have concocted, intending to lure themselves out and kill them?

Thinking of this, Halvers became more and more alert, and the huge mental fluctuations slowly and carefully frequently scanned every inch of land under his feet.

As a psychic who grew up in the wizarding world, Halforth possesses a powerful psychic power far beyond ordinary people, and is able to ignore the vast sea of stars in the void and obtain the source of his own power from there. His most common form of combat is the Psychic Force-driven Astral Structure, a strange construct that combines the power of the mind with some mysterious astral matter.

Add to that the mystical star costume that Halvers already wears, and his enemies will have to face attacks from two medium-sized astral constructs at the same time, one of which also hides a terrifying wizard with up to 8 rings.

Unable to find the hidden opponent in advance, Halvers could only vent all his anger on the headless horseman in front of him.

As the hands of the Halvers metal man were raised, a vast starlight of dazzling and enchanting light flowed from his hands, slowly converging in front of him, and gradually solidifying into a metal structure in the shape of an octopus.

The metal structure appears to be an all-metal structure, with eight sharp knobs stomping on the void and standing still, light as a dragonfly treading water without breaking. The main body of the disc-shaped body is covered with metal thorns of different sizes and thicknesses, and the tips of a pair of small, flexible metal tentacles have strange eyes with compound forms.

Some of the theoretical concepts in the minds of ordinary people fall on this pair of compound eyes, which seems a bit nondescript. Looking at its 360-degree scans of the surrounding posture without dead angles, where is there a little bit of stiffness and rigidity of metal objects?

In addition to the four pairs of arthropods under the body, the astral structure also has two human-like stout metal arms on both sides of the body, and the stars at the top are shining, which can be transformed into various combat weapons at any time according to the owner's will.

Although there was no concept of life and death, the Headless Horseman Serti still sighed silently.

The wizarding world is indeed the wizarding world, and the fantasy and fantasy aspects far surpass the Klein plane, which has systematized the power of magic. Although it is not as good as the Klein creation of the same level in terms of absolute strength, it is even more confusing and unpredictable in terms of tactical strangeness.

It seems that this metal block is his opponent.

With a self-deprecating sneer, Celti urged the undead dark horse to charge.