Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"It's a mage... we were attacked by a mage..."

She collapsed to the ground, and she tried to support her upper body with her arms, so that she would not completely fall down, Fliss said in pain.

Fliss didn’t know what was going on, and saw that the members of the Legion who were still on alert just now, waiting for the master’s return, fell to the ground one after another at this moment, painfully losing their strength, and the only ones that were not affected, maybe only those left Skeleton of undead creature.

She looked around and saw that the faces of other members of the legion had already turned purple at this moment, but the other parts of her body had become pale and weak, which was a sign of lack of blood.

Regarding the abnormality in front of her, Fliss can only attribute it to the spell cast by the mage.

"That's not the ability of magic...that's magic."

On the side, although the sage was in distress, he still discovered from some clues nearby that the culprit that caused the abnormal state was the blood in their bodies.

Even a big demon with a strong body can't get rid of the characteristics of the body itself. When it loses too much blood, the body will fall into shock or even die directly. It's just that for the big devil, this kind of situation rarely happens. As long as he doesn't immediately die in battle, he can rely on his strong physique to recover all his injuries.

But at this moment, the situation is different. The sage noticed that under the action of an inexplicable force, the blood in the legion members lost control. It quickly gathered from all parts of the body to the head, and leaked from their facial organs, which also caused the legion members to lose their strength. The real reason.

In the memory of the sage, Bracada had no such magic at all, and perhaps only black magic could achieve this effect.

"You are wrong, that is indeed a spell."

Along with the deep words, a sound of footsteps came from a distance, and the sage raised his head with difficulty and saw a thin figure slowly approaching. The man was wearing a red robe like the sage, but it was not the big red like the sage, but the dark red that was so muddy that it was about to fade.

"No matter who you are... now you are dead!"

Seeing the culprit that caused everything appeared, Karl, who supported his body with a giant sickle so as not to fall to the ground, suddenly let out a roar, and his figure flashed past the flames. The human head was cut off.

Facing the attacking big demon, the red-robed mage raised his hand. Before Carl's movements were in place, the next moment, his head exploded, and thick blood spewed out from it, immediately as if he had received some kind of power. The traction, gathered towards the red-robed mage, also gave him a new look on his old robes.

Carl's death shocked a group of legion members. With the blessing of the death field, although they were not afraid of death, they did not want to die in vain.

Under the gaze of the members of the legions, the red-robed mage slowly stepped forward, came to the sage, and asked in a deep voice: "You are the only mage here. Tell me, Erica Magnus is now in where?"

"Erica..."

The sage is a little puzzled. He seems to be familiar with this name. Suddenly, he seems to have thought of something, and replied in surprise: "You said that the second-generation president of the Magic Guild? She has passed away hundreds of times. Years..."

"Really... It's been so long..." Hearing the sage's answer, the red robe mage subconsciously took a step back, then lowered his head slightly and let out a deep sigh.

The sage looked at the red-robed mage in front of him, recalling the deeds of the second-generation guild leader. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes showed a deep horror: "You manipulated the blood in Bula hundreds of years ago. Kada messed up and was finally defeated by President Erica Jerefer, the enchanter? How could this be? How could you still be alive?"

The red robe mage glanced at the sage: "I think you may have made a mistake, I am a mage."

Following his words, the heads of nearby legion members exploded one by one, and the gushing blood quickly gathered around his body, and his originally thin body began to become full.

At the same time, outside of the prison, Eli also stopped his movements.

Under the gaze of the mages, the ritual patterns on the ground dimmed, and finally went out completely.

"President, what have you done?"

The mage from the academic college may not see the ritual changes in the prison, but it does not include Esquel. As for everything that exists in the jail, Esquel knows very well, and he sees the improprieties in the ritual. Place.

At this moment, Esquel showed a rare uneasy expression. He looked at the increasingly dim ritual patterns on the ground, and his body was faintly trembling.

"I'm stopping that Necromancer." Eli replied slowly.

"You are not stopping him, you have released those beings held in prison!" Esquel retorted.

"Aischer, do you have a better way? Or do you plan to lead the mage into the jail and solve the necromancer?" Eli's expression remained unchanged, and asked rhetorically.

Hearing Eli mentioning this, Eischerton lost his voice. Before that, all the wizards, coupled with the blockade of the war yoke, could not keep the necromancer behind. At this moment, when Rod came to the environment, it was not conducive for the wizard to fight. After being jailed, naturally there is no other way.

"Is this the reason why you released the prisoners in the prison?" Esquer said in a heavy tone. On the one hand, it represents the glory of Bracada! Some of the prisoners, even the loyal servants of the god of the mage, were caught by Master Somra with all his strength!"

"Of course I know what you said. If it weren't the case, how could I release them?" Eli glanced at him and sighed deeply.

As a stronghold of prison, the masters of the past have specially arranged various rituals for this place.

After learning the news of the coming of the end, in order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, Eli tried to strengthen the ritual here, and the core of the ritual he used to strengthen was the remains of a hero. Eli thought that this would strengthen the prison's defense, but unexpectedly he was coveted by the Necromancer.

At this moment, after faintly aware of Rhode's true purpose, Eli naturally couldn't let him do his wish. Once he lost the core of the ritual, all the rituals in the prison would be completely invalidated. Rather than watching the prisoners escape from Brakada at that time, they would not actively release them at this moment. Maybe there will be other gains. Maybe they can successfully stop the Necromancer.

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