Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

After the figure stood in front of him, Lyle finally saw the original blurry face. Under the wide hood, two light green lights replaced the original eyes and were embedded in the hollow eye sockets. , Watching everything in the field silently.

The body without any flesh and blood brought him an inexplicable majesty. Seeing this type of lord, all the necromancers in the field can feel the fear from the bottom of my heart, as if facing a form that is far beyond oneself. The creatures are average, and even their breathing slows down a lot.

"The body of a lich... he is very close to a real lich..."

Noting the state of the high lord at this time, Vera seemed to be aware of something, and the inexplicable emotions in his eyes were even worse. According to Vera's research on necromantic spells, this type of high lord is very close to the real lich.

There was another necromancer who came here with the high lord. The black yarn completely covered the face of the necromancer, so that people could not see the specific appearance of the necromancer. Only the exposed eyes were still in the middle. Clear and clear.

The strong aura radiated by the high lord made the creatures in the field unable to help but put all their sights on him, so that no one cared about the other figures behind him, and no one knew that the high lord would next What kind of action to make.

The oppression originating from the most original source of death energy made these necromancers dare not relax. It seems that as long as they make a little change, death will come, and no one dares to take this risk.

"I believe that everyone who appears here are all the victorious undead lords in Vernin. You have passed the initial test with your own abilities. You have not become a member of the undead creatures, but become the controllers of these corpses. Have the preliminary ability."

The words of the high lord first broke the silence in the field, and the originally dull atmosphere seemed to be relieved a lot with his words.

Even so, Lyle still did not dare to relax in his heart. He knew that the current words of the high lord would determine the fate of all necromancers here. As expected, before Lyle could take a breath, the words of the high lord would follow. It came again.

"As the transformation process continues, the number of undead creatures has grown rapidly. I believe that the area of ​​Vilning can no longer satisfy all the necromancers. If this continues, I am afraid that there will be battles between the undead lords. I will summon you. Is to resolve this matter."

Following the words of the high lord, these necromancers finally ceased to be silent, and a low and low voice spread from these necromancers, even if they were discussing, these necromancers did not dare to make too obvious voices.

"I don't know how Lord Lord Rhodes intends to deal with the current problem?"

Lyle followed his reputation. At this time, he took the initiative to ask about the control of the number of corpses in Vernin, second only to the "heart of corpses" Loman who used to be Ori.

Like Ori, when he got the Queen of the Witch, Loman didn't know how many battles he went through, transformed countless creatures, and obtained such a large number of the Witch.

Regarding this point mentioned by the high lord, Loman had been aware of this earlier. In order to expand the number of corpse witches, Loman had eliminated many necromancers and swallowed the corpse witches they had transformed. Transforming ordinary creatures, those weak necromancers, are better to deal with. At this time, seeing the high lord mention this, Loman immediately asked.

"It's very simple. The Necromancer puts aside the internal fighting and places the transformed objects on the creatures in other regions."

The High Lord, who Loman called Rhodes, said so, without any emotion in his words.

All the necromancers calmed down at once, without any doubt, dared to spread from the mouth of these necromancers. During this period of time, all the Necromancers who dared to question the Highlord’s order have used facts to explain to other Necromancers that they dared to disobey the Highlord’s order.

As the necromancer who is most sensitive to death, no one wants to use his life to verify the authenticity of those rumors.

Seeing that there was no voice of doubt, Lord Satisfied the surrounding necromancers with his gaze, and then said:

"Now you, you have come to the border of Eri, cross the border, there is a richer land than Vernin, the number of living things in it far exceeds your imagination. More importantly, there has not yet been subjected to the necromancer. The invasion is enough to meet the needs of any necromancer."

"Let go of the fight between each other and aim the spearhead at the Aili creature. For you Necromancers, it is the best choice."

Hearing Rod's words, the Necromancer had a sudden discussion, and even some voices of resistance were generated.

"Humph!"

Rod snorted coldly, a burst of death energy burst out from his body and shot out toward the surroundings. The gloomy aura completely enveloped the entire venue, as if even the sky was dimmed.

"Do you have any comments?"

All the discordant voices in the surroundings completely disappeared at this time, and there was no necromancer who dared to continue to question in this state, and the thought that had just arisen in his heart was suppressed by absolute strength.

Lyle on the side saw everything in the field in his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that the high lord looked at the sight of other necromancers with a deep contempt, even though his whole body had no flesh and blood, but This kind of contempt has long been carved into his bones.

It can’t be wrong...Before becoming a Necromancer, Lyle, who lived a life of wandering, had experienced this kind of contempt from others countless times, especially those so-called high-ranking people. Regarding this special emotion, Lyle Has become extremely sensitive.

Lyle originally thought that when he became a necromancer and mastered full power, he would never feel contempt from others again. He did not expect to feel it again at this time. It seemed that the power he had mastered was not worthwhile in front of the lord. Mention.

For a moment, looking at the great lord exuding incomparable power in the field, Lyle felt a kind of resistance in his heart. Even if the great lord's strength was strong, Lyle could not respect the high lord, at most he was only afraid of the great lord's strength.

Feeling the disrespect towards the high lord in Lyle's heart, Vera on the side came to him and motioned to him with his eyes, so that he quickly put away his expression so as not to be punished by the high lord.

Facing Vera's prompt, Lyle was unmoved. He wanted to see what the lord planned to do with such a large number of necromancers gathered here.

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