Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King

The loud noise of the fireball explosion spread into the courtyard.

Tang Zheng stood quietly on the neatly manicured lawn, looking out of his hood at the European-style castle in front of him.

The door was in ruins, with thick smoke billowing from inside.

"Was it wiped out all at once? It's really amazing."

Tang Zheng noticed that the dozen undead people he controlled were attacked by a fireball, and they were all destroyed and disconnected, and he sighed in admiration.

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He had already learned from the killed guards that the "Six Arms" had gathered together in a rare gathering today. Although he did not ask for any reason, Tang Zheng was not interested in knowing.

He glanced at the experience points on the attribute panel.

[Experience slot: 20973/10000]

A dozen members of the Eight Fingers added more than 800 experience points to him.

In Tang Zheng's eyes, the "Eight Fingers" security department was not only loosely guarded but also had very few personnel. In fact, the average level of these stationed personnel was between "Level 6 to Level 8".

At the normal human level, it is already at the level of an expert.

boom!

The broken wooden door, one side blackened by flames and engraved with a majestic lion, was thrown out and hit the lawn with a loud noise.

The next moment.

Several figures walked out of the thick smoke one after another.

"Hehehe, there is really only one person."

"Blood Moon Scimitar" Edelstrian, who was dressed in light gauze, twisted her slender waist and said with a sweet smile:

"Excuse me, sir, are you sure you are here to trouble us?"

While walking, the gold rings on his wrists and ankles collided, making a crisp sound.

"Thousand Kills" Mamwest casually draped his upper body in a matador uniform with gold embroidery patterns, and walked out second.

"This dress of mine is very expensive. If it gets smoked, I won't be able to wear it anymore."

"Thousand Kills" Mamwest held a slender stabbing sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword shook slightly, and he spoke unhappily.

Immediately afterwards.

"Space Slasher" Pescherian, "Phantom Demon" Sandhillonte, and "Immortal King" Divanok also followed closely and walked out.

"Hey, the boss is very angry." "Phantom Demon" Shaqiulong's thin cheeks were full of sinisterness. He looked at Tang Zheng from a distance, then turned to look at "The Immortal King" Divanok:

"What's going on with this guy?"

"Not like me."

"The Immortal King" Divanok's red eyes flashed like will-o'-the-wisps, revealing a hint of disappointment.

As a naturally born Archmage of the Dead, he relied on his pursuit of the abyss of magic to suppress his natural hatred of the living.

He accepted the invitation of "Fighting Ghost" Jiluo to join the "Eight Fingers" in order to rely on human wealth to learn the magic mastered by humans.

This was the first time he encountered someone who surpassed him in necromancy magic, which made "Undead King" Divanok think he had met someone of the same kind.

But what a pity!

There was no aura of death on Tang Zheng's body.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere among the people present condensed, and everyone's eyes showed solemnity.

"He is indeed a dangerous guy who dares to break into our camp alone." "Space Slash" Peshlian's low and hoarse voice came from the helmet.

Everyone is well aware of the strength of the "Immortal King" Divanok, not to mention that as an undead opponent, he cannot have an advantage in controlling the dead.

What this means is self-evident!

The mysterious guy wrapped in a black robe across from him is very likely to have a strength close to that of the hero field, or he may have already entered that field.

tread!

tread!

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and the six-armed people all moved out of the way.

With beast patterns tattooed all over his body and muscular "Ghost Fighting" Jie Luo, exuding a dangerous aura, he walked out with clenched fists that made a loud "Gah!"

"The station was attacked, and you made my face very shameful."

"I'm a big-hearted person, but I'm very angry right now, so I only give you two choices."

"Fighting Ghost" Jie Luo looked at Tang Zheng with fierce eyes: "Either become my subordinate or die!"

The atmosphere became depressing at this moment.

Six Paths looked at him with different looks including arrogance, seriousness, disdain, curiosity, etc.

Facing a lineup of six fine steel-level players, even Tang Zheng did feel a pressure.

"Among the "Eight Fingers", the strongest six arms are actually there. My luck is really not that good."

Tang Zheng sighed, and his eyes hidden under the hood were a little more serious.

No matter how much you despise it.

The six people in front of me are all above level 20. Although level is one thing, strength is another.

For example, the weakest phantom demon has a high level, but its professional structure is "Light Combat Earth" plus "Illusionist".

There is a basic warrior class and a basic magic class. There is no professional structure that adds any bonus to each other. As a result, the real strength is only a dozen levels.

No wonder he was killed by novice Clem later.

In fact, this kind of career structure is relatively common among the indigenous people.

On the contrary, it is Jie Luo, the most powerful "Ghost Fighter", who is a bit exaggerated and abnormal, even if he is a "nail clipper"

Brian also drank two bottles of medicine.

"So what is your choice?" "Ghost Fighting" Jie Luo.

"You must have misunderstood."

"I mean, this will save a lot of time." Tang Zheng said: "You are really guilty of harboring the undead."

Everyone in Six Arms felt comfortable and their faces turned cold.

"I've seen a lot of self-righteous people, but I've seen more people kneel in front of me, crying and begging for mercy pitifully."

"Ghost Fighting" Ji Luo grinned, with a ferocious look on his face: "I will use your head as a decoration in the room to tell all the idiots who challenge the six arms what will happen to them!"

Tang Zheng's body swayed slightly: "There's so much nonsense."

"Reduction"!

A moment.

Tang Zheng's figure disappeared from the spot, and at an extraordinary speed, he rushed in front of everyone from dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!"

Everyone looked shocked.

This is not the speed a magic caster should have at all.

"Fighting Ghost" Jie Luo narrowed his eyes and quickly raised his fist.

"Thousand Kills" Mamvest and "Space Slash" Peshlian also reacted immediately. As for the other three, they stood still in a daze.

"Dark wave!"

Tang Zheng saw the people in front of him and uttered three words.

Yu Youhei's curse energy immediately spread around with Tang Zheng as the center. After raising "Curse Riding Earth" to 3LV, the range affected by the dark wave has expanded to a distance of 5 meters.

The power of the curse penetrated several people's bodies, and everyone's movements stopped stiffly.

And at this moment.

Tang Zheng was already standing among the six people, and an iron sword appeared in his palms.

Really fight.

One against six, he had no confidence.

This group of people are not weak. Once they disperse, it will be troublesome. And if you want to control this group of people, you must crush them with absolute strength!

so.

Take advantage of your skills to resolve the battle in the shortest possible time without giving the people in front of you a chance to take action.

"Four-light continuous slash!"

A bright cold light suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Fighting Ghost" Jiluo, "Phantom Demon" Sand Hillonte, "Thousand Kills" Mamvest, and "Blood Moon Scimitar" Edelstrian were the first to bloom with a ball of blood flowers rising into the sky.

After attacking four people.

Tang Zheng twisted his ankle and kicked out, hitting Peshlian hard towards the "Space Slash".

Among the six people present, only the opponent was wearing full-body armor. If the attack just now had landed on the opponent.

Tang Zheng was very suspicious that the iron sword, which had been gradually collapsing under the influence of the curse, would collapse the moment it collided with the opponent's armor.

boom!

The double damage blessed by the power of the curse exploded on the chest of "Space Slash" Peshlian, and a large piece of the seemingly hard armor was directly dented.

"Space chop" Peshlian screamed, and his figure was blasted out and smashed into the mansion.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"ah!

Immediately afterwards, three screams also sounded at the same time.

"Phantom Demon" Sandhill Lonte, "Thousand Kills" Mamvest, and "Blood Moon Scimitar" Edelstrian collapsed on the ground.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the wounds, causing the three of them to lose the ability to fight.

The physique of humans is not comparable to that of trolls.

Bang!

The ground shook.

"Ghost Fighting" Jieluo woke up from his trance. The severe pain and the smell of death activated his long-trained reflexes.

He stepped hard on the ground and quickly distanced himself.

Even if you haven't figured out what happened yet, your body has already taken the lead in reacting.

"How is that possible!!"

"Who the hell are you!"

It wasn't until he was about ten meters away that "Fighting Ghost" Jie Luo stopped and looked at Tang Zheng in disbelief and horror.

"Six Arms" was actually——··- was defeated in an instant!

"Monster, monster."

"Phantom Demon" Sha Qiulonte was lying on the ground, his face was pale, and the blood under his body had flowed out:

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

The feeling of blood constantly flowing out and life disappearing little by little made his whole body tremble.

"Blood Moon Scimitar" Edstelian and "Thousand Kills" Mamwest also lay on the ground in despair.

"Human beings are really fragile."

Tang Zheng glanced at the people, threw the broken iron sword in his hand to the ground, and looked up into the air.