Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

As the people of the magic guild left the island, the necromancers nearby gradually dispersed, no longer gathering here, but devoting themselves to other things.

After seeing the power of the magic guild, the expressions of all the necromancers were a little dignified, even the unruly necromancers on weekdays, also restrained the pride in their hearts.

Compared with the once glorious wizard empire, the island’s background is too shallow. Although there is an entire ocean for development, after all, the time is still short. If you want to reach a level similar to Bracada, you still need Countless years of accumulation.

The necromancers on the island have felt this. Even if a large number of undead creatures are transformed in the ocean, when facing the mages of Bracada, those undead creatures transformed from fish can play The role of export is extremely limited.

Not to mention that due to the absence of Lord during this period, the number of corpse witch kings on the island is insufficient. Without the corpse witch king, the transformation ability of ordinary necromancers is greatly reduced, and it is impossible to create a fish corpse witch.

"You guys, quickly gather all the undead creatures and gather at the location designated by Kane. Lord Lord Rhodes sent you here for this moment!"

In the field, the death knight Vera was reprimanding the necromancer nearby.

Vera, who once went to the deep sea and survived the mouth of the ultimate multi-headed snake, has a very high prestige among the necromancers on the island, not to mention that he still has the identity of a death knight.

After dispelling the necromancers around the statue, Vera did not leave with them, but stopped. He looked at the statue of the mage god, to be precise, the girl kneeling in front of the statue.

"Great Mage God, please show that supreme power to help me recall the lost..."

The girl bowed her head deeply, not daring to look at Rowling, who was in front of the statue, and Gwen she had summoned, but she kept murmuring these words in her mouth.

"Okay, this should meet your requirements, and my task has been completed." In front of the statue, Gwen, who had mobilized his spiritual power, handed a magic scroll to Rowling.

Rowling put away this scroll. In order to create this scroll, the spiritual power accumulated in the statue has been exhausted. To continue to let Gwen show his power, Rowling can only use a sacrifice ritual.

However, feeling the scroll in hand, Rowling knew that everything was worth it, and if the plan was successful, Bracada would no longer be a threat.

"Thank you, your task has been completed." Gwen said to the summoned Gwen, Rowling noticed that he was looking at the statue exactly like himself, with a moment of ecstasy in his eyes.

"Several centuries have passed in a flash. I really want to see Bracada now and what it used to be..." After a long time, he let out a deep sigh.

Rowling didn't answer. The heroes summoned from the prophecy card all had their own will and deep down in their hearts, the obsession that supported them to become heroes.

As the trump card in the prophecy card, the obsession of the six heroes far exceeds that of the other heroes. Rowling suspected that if his command contradicted the heroic obsession in the trump card, they would not even follow it.

At the beginning, Rowling was still a little bit embarrassed about using Gwen to lay down on the people of the magic guild. It is said that the founder of the magic guild was the god of wizards, and Rowling worried that he would have something to do with it. Rebelled, but after several attempts, Rowling realized that Gwen's obsession was not in the Magic Guild and Bracada at all.

"Great mage god, you must save my mother..."

Just when Rowling was about to take back the trump card, the praying girl stopped Gwen, clutching his robe, crying, and begging him.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you, and I don't even know who you are." Gwen shook his head and refused her request.

Rowling glanced at the young girl. It was the dead person who had reawakened from the island after Rohde returned. Under the envelope of the death domain, she looks no different from ordinary creatures, and even retains the memories of the past, but when Rod left, the rich death energy in her body could not be concealed, and people could see her at a glance. The identity of the undead creature.

This girl was an aboriginal on the island, and has a certain identity, knows the etiquette of praying to the statue of the mage god.

After discovering her existence, Rhode immediately included her as part of the plan. Even the mages of Bracada did not see through her identity. The etiquette of prayers she said were from ancient times. There is naturally no problem with the hand down of the mage empire.

At this moment, after she discovered Gwen’s identity, she immediately stopped him desperately, and kept begging him: "This is impossible, you are the great mage god, you can definitely help me, is it because I didn’t pray enough? Religious?"

The girl’s body was weak, but at this moment, unimaginable power broke out. Watching the robes on her body cracked under the girl’s vigorous pull, the entire cuffs were torn open, and Gwen glanced horizontally in the nearby space. The magical element moved accordingly.

The girl let go of her hand, not only that, her whole body was floating in the air, wrapped in a huge bubble.

In the blisters, her face flushed, her hands waving wildly, she was about to drown in the blisters, and suddenly there was a stern shout from a distance: "Stop!"

The dark green cloud of death struck towards Gwen's body. The ghostly cloud of death, with the roar of a ghost, was enough to corrode the flesh and blood of any creature, and Gwen was only slightly sideways, just standing there. A blue water curtain formed around him, blocking the cloud of death as much as possible.

After resolving the death cloud crisis, Gwen looked in the direction of the attack and saw the death knight Vera, and the wet girl in his arms, coughing.

Gwen seemed to have discovered something, his expression changed slightly, the water ball beside him was still intact, and there was no trace of damage to the spell, but the girl in it was missing.

"This is not the power of magic, this is your ability." Looking at Vera, who was staring at him, Gwen thought about it for a while, and then made an evaluation.

Gwen slowly raised his hand. This time, there was a dull feeling of depression in the entire space, and even the necromancer who had been far away couldn't help but look sideways at this moment.

"Enough." Seeing this, Rowling frowned and stopped Gwen's spell.

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