Beast Summoner

The man in black robe breathed a sigh of relief, but the man in gray robe was angry. He knew that he had been plotted by the wolf saint warrior.

Instead of consuming this wolf saint warrior, his withering breath allowed him to dismantle the undead puppet mage into parts. This wolf saint warrior was too cunning. It was obvious that all this was just an illusion. He

From the beginning, I was heading towards the puppet mage.

The man in gray robe knew very well that if the wolf saint warrior was really transformed into a puppet saint warrior by the man in black robe, then the puppet saint warrior must be stronger than his own, which he could not tolerate.

Originally, when the man in gray robe was preparing to use the Death Half Moon Slash to force the wolf saint warrior to evade, he took the opportunity to release the undead puppet seeds to him. Unexpectedly, the man in black robe was one step ahead of him.

Undead Puppet Seeds can only be planted once by one person. If others plant them again, they will be of no use. They can only add nutrients to the Undead Puppet Seeds planted for the first time.

Of course, it is not that the undead puppet cannot be snatched away. There are two ways. One is that the owner of the undead puppet dies and the undead puppet is inherited by others, and the other is that the owner of the undead puppet voluntarily gives up.

Necromancers are not allowed to kill each other. Even if there is a deep hatred, they must be reported to the gods, and the gods will make the final decision.

God's Mansion is the name of the Necromancer organization. All Necromancers believe in the God of Death, and they believe that the God of Death is the only God and the highest God.

Other so-called gods, such as the God of Beasts, the God of Dharma, the God of War, and a series of other gods, are all servants of the God of Death. They can only be regarded as servants of gods and cannot be regarded as true gods at all.

The God of Light is not a servant of the God of Death, but he is not a true god either, and is a false god. The reason why the God of Light still exists is not because of how powerful he is, but because the God of Death feels that the endless life is too lonely and boring, so

He needs some clowns to excite himself, so that the God of Light, who has always been against him, can continue to dance.

All of this is based on the fact that any profession, even a light magician or warrior, can eventually be converted into a necromancer or undead warrior, but necromancers and warriors can never become light magicians.

A teacher or a warrior. The irreversible attribute is enough to prove the power of Death.

Necromancers and warriors can be killed and purified, but their beliefs can never be changed. As long as you choose to fall into the arms of death and become a glorious necromancer or undead warrior, you will never be able to use non-undead again.

It's magic or fighting spirit.

In fact, the target of the wolf saint warrior was not the Song of Resentful Spirits from the very beginning. He was not a fool. Naturally, he could see that the Song of Resentful Spirits only used low-level undead magic, and he wanted to consume the opponent's magic by destroying the Song of Resentful Spirits.

It makes no sense at all. In the end, you may be exhausted to death, while the other party is waiting for work.

The target of the wolf holy warriors has been locked on the undead puppet mages from the beginning, but if they go directly to them, the effect will definitely not be very good. The opponent will definitely focus on protection, which will not achieve the ideal effect at all, and even

Will be attacked by concentrated fire.

But if you run towards the Song of Resentful Spirits, it will paralyze other people and make them feel contempt, and then there may be a chance. As long as the gray-robed undead saint magician takes action, the wolf saint warrior can seize it

This moment of opportunity.

Obviously, the wolf saint warrior won the bet, and the man in gray robe couldn't help but take action against him.

"It's really good that you are trying to attack the east and the west, but unfortunately, you still don't know much about necromancers, let alone undead creatures!" The man in black robe shook his head, looking proud of himself.

The wolf saint warrior frowned. He didn't understand what this black-robed man could be proud of. Those undead puppet mages had all been torn apart. Not to mention that some of their bones had been broken by themselves, and a lot of their flesh and blood had been broken.

It had been blown to pieces by his fighting spirit.

Soon the wolf saint warriors understood what the black-robed man meant, and the bones of the dismantled undead puppet mages began to roll on their own, and then were pieced together again.

Although the broken bones were not completely spliced, some of the sharp parts became barbs on the body, growing on certain places on the body like armor.

Although not all the flesh and blood has returned to the body, most of it has returned to the body. Only a few undead puppet mages have a large hole in their stomach due to lack of flesh and blood, which looks extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Sure enough, there are some tricks!" The wolf saint warrior took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and said through gritted teeth.

"Humph! The doorway is still at the back!" The man in black robe snorted coldly. He was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the wolf saint warrior.

The man in black robe kept changing his hands, making complex gestures one after another. Gray undead magic surged around his body, and he was obviously preparing a complex magic.

The wolf saint warrior wanted to step forward to destroy him, but the gray-robed man was watching eagerly. He could feel that both the gray-robed man and the black-robed man had ill intentions towards him, but the black-robed man was eagerly looking forward to him.

The man in gray robe wished he could die immediately.

If you can be unscrupulous when facing a man in black robe, you need to be cautious when facing a man in gray robe, and you don't dare to act rashly, otherwise you may really die.

The gray undead magic elements on the black-robed man's body are getting stronger and stronger, but the wolf saint warriors are powerless. They can only watch the black-robed man complete it bit by bit. The black-robed man's gestures change faster and faster, and finally the naked eye can see it.

Not clear.

The wolf saint warriors had already felt a sense of crisis. Just when the wolf saint warriors were about to take the risk and rush forward, the gestures of the man in black robe suddenly stopped. The change from movement to stillness was so unexpected, the wolf clan

The holy warrior felt as if his heart was beating slowly.

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth raised slightly, showing a proud smile, and shouted hoarsely: "Come together!"

All the undead puppet mages and undead monsters were seen exuding gray mist. The mist blended with each other and became extremely dense. The undead puppet mages and undead monsters disappeared into the gray mist.

The wolf saint warrior tried his best to see clearly, but found that it was in vain, because no matter how hard he tried, even if he focused his fighting spirit on his eyes, he still could not see through the gray fog.

"Jie Jie, don't worry, you will know it soon!" The man in black robe seemed to have read through the thoughts of the wolf saint warrior, and said with a strange smile.

"Hmph!" The wolf saint warrior snorted, fully on guard. His intuition told him that this mist was not simple, and he felt a trace of fear and uneasiness in it.

"Ouch!" A dull voice came from the mist. Just the sound was like a heavy hammer hitting his face. The wolf saint warrior couldn't help but take a big step back, and then stabilized his figure.

The fog slowly dissipated, and the wolf saint warrior's eyes were as big as copper bells, because there were no longer any undead puppet masters and undead monsters in front of him, only a huge monster. This monster not only looked disgusting, but also made him

My heart was filled with violent emotions.

"What is this?" The wolf saint warrior looked at the monster in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

"This is a combination of all kinds of undead. We affectionately call him the son of the undead." The man in black robe looked lovingly at the monster in front of him, which was as tall as a hill and exuded a foul smell. The flesh and blood on the surface of its body looked like mud.

This look is like looking at a lover.

"Bah! You undead magicians are disgusting, and your sons of the undead are even more disgusting!" The wolf saint warrior spit out a mouthful of saliva, and there was blood in the saliva, and there was already a faint trace of gray on the blood.

Those were traces of the undead magic elements. Apparently, the undead magic elements had begun to invade the heads of the wolf saint warriors.

"Disgusting? Hmph! How can you self-righteous people understand the charm of the undead, but you are about to become a member of the undead, and you will definitely like your new identity by then!" The man in black robe had a look in his eyes.

Indescribable heat, as if looking at an unobstructed girl.

"I will never become those disgusting things!" The wolf saint warrior gritted his teeth and his breathing became extremely heavy.

One was because the elements of undead magic began to invade his body, and the other was because the thought of himself turning into such a disgusting appearance filled his heart with stress.

"It's really interesting that you dare to mention death to the undead magician. Unless we are willing, you will die and your soul will be imprisoned by me forever and become my eternal slave!" The man in black robe didn't seem to be in a hurry.

The eyes of the wolf saint warrior were full of teasing, as if a cat was playing with a mouse.

"You're dreaming!" The wolf saint warrior's eyes began to turn red, and his body swelled instantly. Facing a life and death crisis, he could no longer hide his strength, otherwise he would die miserably. In order to survive, he had to show himself

The final trump card is the secret skill of the orcs, bloodthirsty madness!

As a saint-level warrior of the orc tribe, the wolf holy warrior has already mastered the orc tribe's secret skill of bloodthirsty. He can use bloodthirsty on himself at any time, but once the effectiveness of the bloodthirsty is over, he will enter a period of weakness.

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Once the bloodthirsty spell fails to defeat the opponent, it will become extremely passive, because the strength of the orc warriors after the weakening period, even the saint-level warriors, will regress to the golden warrior, or even worse than the golden warrior. When faced with

The two necromancers had no chance of winning.

"Hmph! I know you still have a hand, Son of the Undead, give it to me! Let him appreciate the elegance of the undead creatures!" The man in black robe shouted excitedly, commanding the Son of the Undead to rush towards the wolf saint warrior.

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"Ouch!" The Son of the Undead roared angrily and rushed towards the wolf saint warrior. Although it was huge, its speed was not slow at all.