Hail the King

Chapter 510 , The True Undead Power

When the middle-aged magician heard the words, he was not angry, but just smiled, but did not answer.

In the next second, a strange thing happened. From the shattered bone fragments, a wisp of light black mist overflowed, and then whizzed into another skeleton in the distance. A bone knife skeleton with a strength of about one star appeared in the hall.

"Oh, as long as the magical power of the undead is not eliminated, can the skeletons continue to live?" Fei's sharp eyes immediately saw the key, and he held the palm of his hand into the void, a half-meter-square silver The white handprint appeared in the void, holding the skeleton with the bone knife, and with a random shake, the skeleton and the light black mist inside the body were scattered. This move finally completely destroyed Hasselbaink's spell.

The light black mist is actually the death energy of the undead. It is essentially the same as fighting energy and other magical powers. It is also a kind of magic element. In the world of Diablo, Fei has fought against countless magic monsters of the undead system. In his eyes, this kind of magical power, which is extremely terrifying and frightening in the eyes of outsiders, is naturally not worth mentioning. It can be easily disintegrated with only a few small tricks.

But this method, in the eyes of Hasselbaink, has become a serious one.

The old necromancer could tell that the young king in front of him was extremely familiar with the technique of dealing with undead magic. It was obviously honed after thousands of battles. This scene clearly explained one thing , that is, King Chambord once fought countless necromancers.

On the mainland of Azeroth, necromancers are already street rats, and everyone shouts and beats them. Once they are found, they will die. Since this little king has fought countless necromancers, and now he is sitting here alive, it is even worse. It illustrates another thing - at least hundreds of thousands of necromancers have died in his hands.

Although Hasselbaink is not a bloodthirsty person, but as one of the elders of the once-prominent [Temple of the Dead], he is full of sympathy and helplessness for the fate of the necromancers. The Holy See promotes and guides it to become the most evil magic faction in the eyes of the world. In fact, it is not as evil as the bards or countless books describe it. Even many people who become necromancers have a very regrettable fate. Most of the masters of magic are the poor, because the cultivation of magic in this department does not require the consumption of huge amounts of gold coins like the cultivation of magic in other departments, and rarely requires the support of a large number of magic stones, and it is easy to speed up These characteristics determine that undead magic was once one of the most powerful weapons for the poor to resist the violent and cruel rule of the nobles in this world, and it was the hope of the poor.

And as far as he knows, many people who practice undead magic have a kind and fraternal heart. Unfortunately, the publicity and misunderstandings of the world, coupled with the unflattering atmosphere and appearance of undead magicians,

Coupled with the suppression of the Holy See, the eternal enemy for thousands of years, everything looks so bad. With his strength that once dominated the world, he ended up in such a mess, let alone some other necromancers with average strength.

As a result, the sympathy and pity for the same kind, under the stimulation of Fei's skillful means of killing undead magic, almost instinctively turned into anger and hostility.

Hasselbaink stood up slowly, and said coldly: "His Majesty the King seems to have a lot of experience in how to crack the magic of the undead, but do you think this is enough capital to support you to be so presumptuous in front of me?"

Fei was taken aback for a moment, and almost instantly understood the reason why the old [Dead Temple] elder suddenly became so indifferent, but His Majesty the King did not have the opportunity to explain, nodded and said: "I have indeed killed many A guy who knows undead magic, but this king thinks that this attitude is not presumptuous, right?"

"Hmph!" Hasselbaink snorted coldly, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, since His Majesty King Chambord wants to see undead magic so much, then I will let His Majesty open his eyes."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man stretched his fingers and did not chant the spell. Immediately, streaks of jet-black mist whizzed out like flames, pouring into the densely packed dead bones in the corner of the hall, and then clicked a series of commands The palpitating sound of bones rubbing against each other came, and the skeletons stood up one by one, with flame-like red lights shining in their sunken eye sockets, and the skeleton door was filled with black mist, and the pale skeletons turned black very quickly, waving Holding the bone knife, amidst the unique footsteps of bones hitting the ground, hula la surrounded them like a black tide, surrounding the three of them in the middle.

Fei Fei nodded.

Judging from the number of skeleton soldiers and the strength of each skeleton soldier, the [Skeleton Art] performed by Hasselbaink this time is obviously much better than the previous one, and the color of the bones has become even more astonishing. It is dark black, shining with a faint light like black jade, and at the same time, the hardness of each skeleton's bones has also been increased several times. The strength is at least around four stars.

This is the truly terrifying skeleton technique.

Compared with the fragile skeletons that even ordinary soldiers could fall apart with a single blow, the forty or fifty black skeletons in front of them showed extremely terrifying fighting power. Fei could easily imagine that the army would be able to fight against this group of skeletons. The consequences would be a disaster—even if some skeletons were crushed, the black undead death energy could penetrate into the bodies of dead soldiers at will and become new skeletons. Before the energy is exhausted, they are an unkillable army, spreading like a virus, and can even generate tens of thousands of numbers.

horrible!

This is the scary thing about necromancers.

However, it is obviously unrealistic for these undead skeletons to trap Fei first, but seeing the determined expression on Hasselbaink's face, Fei knew that he still had a backup. At the same time, the little boy Arthur looked panicked. He ran towards the entrance of the hall with a flustered expression as if he was running away. Fei smiled slightly. Of course he knew that this little guy who looked as pure as water but was actually as cunning as a ghost was actually going to block the entrance to prevent himself from entering the main hall. doorway to escape.

Interesting young and old.

Fei didn't attack again, but smiled calmly and said: "You should be clear, these things can't trap me."

Hasselbaink curled his lips and said coldly: "Try it and you will know. Even if you can't trap you, it can turn all the 30,000 troops in your city into undead."

"It's so hurtful to fight and kill," Fei Fei smiled mysteriously, and suggested, "Maybe we can change the way of sparring."

"For example?" Although Hasselbaink was sure of defeating the little king in front of him, he didn't dare to underestimate it. After all, [Death Castle] is not far from the Twin Flags City. The master of the Holy See who attracted Shuangqi City to the diocese showed up, delaying his next plan.

Fei laughed loudly: "For example, I also summoned some little guys to play with your pets."

Before the voice finished speaking, Fei switched to [Necromancer Mode], and a more pure gray-white death aura spread faintly. Fei instantly activated the Necromancer skill [Summoning Skeleton], and with a single finger, he was far away. The shattered bone slag gathered together, miraculously reassembled into a white skeleton.

In an instant, Hasselbaink's mouth was full, and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

And the little boy Arthur who just ran near the entrance of the main hall was no exception. His big watery eyes were full of disbelief, and he almost bumped into the stone statue at the entrance of the main hall.

What's even more strange and joyful is that the forty or fifty skeleton soldiers summoned by Hasselbaink even opened their upper and lower jaws in unison, with dark teeth and sunken eye sockets The violently trembling red flames, as if they also had their own thinking and consciousness, had an extremely shocked expression.

"You...you...you..." Even Hasselbaink, who has traveled across the continent for hundreds of years and has seen a lot, was stunned by the scene in front of him at this moment, stuttering and not knowing what to say What can best express the shock in my heart.

The reason why he was shocked was not just because King Chambord summoned the skeleton.

In fact, he has encountered such a thing before. Human nature is greedy. There used to be some aristocrats and superficially righteous figures who would take risks because of their thirst for power. Undead magic, they conceal it very well, accumulating power in secret, and some people even took the initiative to find and win over Hasselbaink, the only remaining fruit of the undead family.

But those guys all misunderstood the true meaning of undead magic, and used cruel and cruel methods to slaughter the poor to create undead, and went astray, which also made the undead magic even more secure in its evil name and became more notorious .

For such a guy, not to mention collusion, as long as Hasselbaink encounters it, he will immediately take action to eradicate it.

What really shocked him at the scene in front of him was that he felt an almost perfect breath of undead magic from the [Skull Technique] cast by the young king, and that wisp of gray-white mist set off an incredible storm in his heart However, only a master like Hasselbaink, who has almost sacred respect and profound research on undead magic, understands what that wisp of gray-white mist represents.

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Third update.

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