Heroes of the Invincible Undead

Accompanied by the bombardment of lightning, the rapid beating current scurried in Ricky's body, and a scorching breath was released from his body.

In order to release this lightning, Thunderbird also exhausted all the mana in its body, and its eyes showed a bit of exhaustion. The injuries on its body, plus the emptiness of mana, made its body even weaker. The only thing that made it a little reassuring was that its lightning had worked. Under the bombardment of lightning, Ricky, who had recovered from death, lost all his breath again.

"Farewell." It let out a whimper, and just wanted to struggle back to the previous camp, but saw Ricky, who had no breath, and climbed up again.

"Wait, I'm not under the control of that necromancer." After waking up again, Ricky said repeatedly, as if afraid that the Thunderbird would strike again without explanation. "I know what you are worried about. I have seen the dead who were manipulated by him. Those dead have full respect for that Rhode, but I am not like this. If there is a chance, I will definitely kill him and take it back. The remains of the hero Tanan!"

Hearing what Ricky said, the suspicious look in Thunderbird's eyes seemed to be dispelled a lot, but he still didn't let his guard down: "If that's the case, how did you get a new life?"

"I don't know... As my consciousness was dying, I felt a force that pulled me back from death. I don't know who did it to me, but I'm sure it wasn't the one who did it to me. Necromancer." After getting up, Ricky patted away the scorched marks on his body, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Is this Crowlord? No matter how long it has passed, nothing has changed in this savage land."

At this moment, a burst of inquiries reached his ears, and looking around, he saw several creatures in different costumes, including elves that Ricky had never seen before, but had only heard of, and some. Human figure.

The leader was a man in a white robe. Ricky had seen this dress on some mages. Those mages liked this kind of attire, but for some reason, the man in front of him gave Ricky a different feeling. , it seems that the robe on his body is more holy and solemn.

"Our purpose is not here. We are going to the snowy mountains that are farther away than here, and your heart is there." Beside him, a white-haired elf old woman said slowly, her eyes also looking at the south where the sun sets.

"Mage..." Seemingly aware of the costumes on those people, Thunderbird suddenly recalled many bad memories. The former Krulod was enslaved by the mage, and the people did not live well until a hero appeared. change everything.

"Don't be impulsive." Sensing the change in Thunderbird's demeanor, Ricky hurriedly grabbed it and said comfortingly. He looked at the human man in the team, and his arms trembled faintly.

From the man, Ricky felt a familiar breath, and it was that breath that woke him up from the darkness and let him set foot on this land again.

"Let's go."

Seemingly aware of Ricky's sight, the man smiled at him, ignored him, and walked towards the south with the few people behind him.

Ricky looked at the man's profile and wrote down his face secretly. He didn't know who the man was, and he didn't want to be involved with creatures other than Krulord. Since he could wake up from death, He will not waste this opportunity.

He patted the thunderbird under him, and jumped onto its back: "Let's go, for the hero Tanan."

Thunderbird understood what he meant, dragged his severely injured body, and once again soared in the sky of the wasteland, flying rapidly towards the battlefield where he had lost.

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"The master's strength is really extraordinary. As soon as he made a move, he cleared the obstacles of the legion. Now we can move forward with confidence."

On the wasteland where the battle ended, as Rhode's figure fell from the air, the commander immediately praised him.

Recalling the lightning that spread all over the sky, as if the thunder was also furious, Faarezer's words were half compliments and half from the heart. Although there are many powerful members in the legion, in terms of real strength, they and Rhodes are fundamentally different. Not in a class.

However, for some reason, Fareze always felt that something was wrong. The lightning released by the master seemed to be much weaker than usual, and the dead legion members did not come back to life under his power, and seemed to appear in front of him. Yes, just a weakened version of the master.

Shaking his head, Faarezer quickly put this thought aside. If he is seen by the master's eyes that can see through people's hearts, things will not be very good. The master must be preserving his strength and dealing with those savage creatures. You don't need the master's full effort.

Just when Farezer was persuading himself, Rhode's eyes swept across the legion members, then over the fallen thunderbird corpses, and finally stopped on the hero Tanan.

"Don't be so troublesome."

After coming to Fraser's side, Rhodes didn't care about the thoughts of the commander and said quickly.

"For a long time, I have not allowed the members of the legion to transport the remains of the hero Tanan by flying, for only one reason, that the sky does not belong to us, but belongs to our enemies. Whether it is the angels of Erathia, or Moriel's giant dragon army firmly occupies the advantage of the sky, and once they encounter those enemies in the sky, I am afraid that the remains of the hero will be difficult to keep."

After a pause, Rhode continued: "But now, everything is different. Those angels are facing the attack of demons, the whole of Sierasia has turned into their battlefield, and the Dragon King Moriel is also trapped in the war. In the shackles, there is no power to stop us, this sky is no longer an obstacle for us."

On the side, Farezer seemed to have heard something, and asked in a shock: "Master, what do you mean..."

Rhode nodded, and he slowly raised his hand. The Thunderbirds behind him fell from the air, covered in blood, and their bones were shattered. They slowly climbed up from the ground in a twisted posture. .

The broken bones are being quickly repaired by the energy of death, and their souls are returning quickly under the effect of spiritualism. Soon, with the effect of the ghost king's cloak, a group of vampires in the shape of thunderbirds appeared in front of Farezer.

Aware of the transformed undead creature, Rhode pouted slightly dissatisfied. The body created by the mirror image method cannot exert the true power of the divine weapon, and can only exert less than half of it.

In this case, what Rhode transformed was no longer the former corpse witch king, but an ordinary vampire, which simply had no effect on Thunderbird's speed and could meet his needs.

"Bring the hero's remains, these thunderbirds will help us quickly reach the end of the continent." Looking at the thunderbirds, Rhode said quickly.