Archmage Of The Undead

"Uncle Nan Ho just came from An Giang Province, so it's normal for you not to know."

Hua Feng smiled, and then continued: "This time they have three C-type divisions and three B-type regiments, and the leader is a legend."

"What a generous move!" Hua Feng couldn't help but click his tongue.

Huo Ling listened on the sidelines and couldn't help but marvel. Types A, B, C, and D were the formations of Daxia's army, and Type C could only be ordinary troops.

Each Type C division has six regiments, totaling 10,000 people. The ordinary soldiers are all apprentices, the non-commissioned officers and officers are professionals above the black iron level, the regiment leaders are gold, and the division commanders are saints.

The establishment of Category B is much more powerful. Each Category B regiment has about 1,500 people. The ordinary soldiers are black iron-level soldiers, and the non-commissioned officers and officers are all silver-level professionals.

The battalion commander is already at the gold level, and the regiment leader can only be held by professionals who have reached the holy realm.

Each regiment is also equipped with a spell support company of thirty people. The level of these spell casters is all above Silver. The captain of the spell support company is a senior gold mage.

Calculating this, the number of troops dispatched by Nan Hebo this time reached 35,000, which should not be underestimated.

Launching a counterattack is also a good thing for Huo Ling. They have been guarding Kangchuan Fort for half a year. Recently, there have been no jackals to attack, resulting in less harvest of potential points.

And there are no opportunities to make money here. Although the logistics are transferred here, the people from the logistics department can't make any money here.

…

Another month later, Huo Ling, who had just finished meditating that day, received a message from the teacher and hurriedly came to the underground of the central tower.

"Teacher, I'm here." Huo Ling came underground and saw the teacher standing in front of two vertical coffins.

"Today is the end of making the terror knight spell. You also have a share of credit for the production of these two terror knights. I call you over to see if our experiment is successful." He Wenhan smiled slightly, and then continued to look at the two people in front of him. With coffin.

No one knows whether corpses transformed from flesh and blood can be used to make terrifying knights.

Although some attributes of these corpses have reached the gold level, their real level is not gold after all, so it is difficult to say whether there will be problems here.

After a while, there was a strange movement in a coffin.

"Click!"

The corpse in the coffin successfully revived, and then the runes carved on the rune array on the ground began to glow, and the flesh, flesh and soul essence placed aside began to tremble. These essences were sucked into the coffin as if they were swallowed by a whale. middle.

He Wenhan watched this scene nervously, his heart already in his throat.

"boom!"

The coffin board was blown away, and Huo Ling looked through the strong death energy. Inside the coffin, a warrior wearing thick armor was standing in the center with a sword in both hands.

Rich death energy surrounded him. In his helmet, a weak soul fire was constantly trembling, like a human heart. This tremor also drove the death energy beside him to surge.

"boom!"

As if it had been accumulated to the extreme, the originally weak soul fire suddenly exploded, burning violently from a weak spark to the entire body.

The runes carved on the armor were successfully activated under the burning of the soul fire, and the terrifying power gradually strengthened at this moment.

He Wenhan has already clasped his hands, and the resurrection of the Terror Knight has reached a critical moment.

As the soul fire burned, two circles of runes connected end to end flew out of the soul fire and flew around the entire corpse.

The soul fire seemed to be energizing the orbiting runes, and giving these runes more power.

The flying runes continued to surround the armored corpse, and continued to shrink as it flew, finally sinking into the chest of the corpse.

The chest of the corpse was like a huge fireball burning, and even if it was blocked by thick armor, it could not block the light.

"Teacher, what is this?" Huo Ling looked at this scene and couldn't help but ask.

"This is the core of the Terror Knight's ability to release spell-like abilities. Without this core, the Terror Knight's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced." He Wenhan explained.

"Core? Could it be a demon core?"

"That's right, the core is made of gold-level magic core!" He Wenhan nodded.

What a luxury!

No wonder He Wenhan has saved three fear knights for so many years. It turns out that in addition to the corpses of gold-level warriors, he also needs gold-level magic cores.

It was no wonder that Huo Ling had never thought about this issue before. Why did the terrifying knights made from the corpses of warriors have the ability to release spells? The original root was here.

"brush!"

The soul fire burned violently again, sucking up the flesh and blood soul essence placed on the magic circle. Then the burning soul fire gradually retracted into the inside of the armor. Like a finishing touch, the two originally empty eye sockets on the helmet were , lit up with green flames.

"It's done!" He Wenhan couldn't help shouting, his tone full of joy.

But the terrifying knight's movements have not stopped yet. He walked out of the coffin with a broad-bladed sword in his hand, walked to the center of the magic circle, knelt down on one knee and thrust the sword straight into the ground.

Along with the trembling of the soul fire, a stream of soul fire has surged towards the ground along the sword blade, quickly forming a complex array of runes on the ground.

With the continuous supply of soul fire, this magic circle seemed to tear apart the space. The terrifying knight's eyes burning with green flames shot out a foot-long flame, through the magic circle burning with soul fire, as if searching for something. .

"咴咴!"

A cry of horses came from the magic circle, and then the terrifying knight stood up and pulled out the broad-bladed sword stuck on the ground.

The soul fire burned fiercely on its armor. He held the sword in both hands and slashed it down in mid-air in the magic circle in front of him.

This sword seemed to tear apart the space, a space crack was opened, and a tall black one-horned war horse ran out of the crack.

This war horse is tall, with a shoulder height of at least two meters. It has a single black horn on its head, fine black scales all over its body, and black flames burning on its four hooves.

Nightmare War Horse!

The Terror Knight put his big hand wearing a gauntlet on the forehead of the Nightmare Horse. The soul fire was vibrating. A small magic circle appeared in the center of the Terror Knight and the Nightmare Horse, and then divided into two parts and fell on the Terror Knight and the Nightmare Horse. .

The knight contract was signed successfully!

"Roar!"

The Terror Knight turned to face the coffin he had been in before. Under its command, the soul fire wrapped around the coffin. The fierce burning of the soul fire burned the thick coffin made of abyss magic iron into molten iron.

Then, under the shaping of his soul fire, the ball of molten iron turned into his complete set of equipment, including a lance, a knight's shield, a throwing short spear, and the vest on the nightmare horse.

At this point, the horror knight has been produced!