Lost Narrative Poetry

Before the sword edge arrived, the terrifying sword pressure was like a giant hammer, hitting Iron King Kong's chest hard, causing him to spurt out blood!

However, a shield was suddenly inserted into it at this time, blocking the slashing sword. It was covered with earthy yellow jade crystals, slightly flashing with a yellow light that symbolized the earth, exuding a perseverance. It means pulling out!

Dikun caught up just in time and took out a striped shield. Although it was a bronze equipment that had been exploded before, it was also a specialized armor. With the addition of his ability boost, the defense could be strengthened to a particularly strong level!

when!

The sound of huge metal collision resounded through the space of the tomb. Dikun's legs were firmly pressed against the ground. Before the terrifying impact, he backed up several meters away, leaving two deep drag marks!

The Great Sword of Ancient Nord in the hand of the Ghoul Lord also seemed to be flicked, swinging a certain distance in its hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tie Jingang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and disappeared, as if he had shrunk into the shadows.

Strength must be at least 75 points...

And even though he is an undead, his strength is still so brutal. What kind of hero was he in life? I am afraid that if the melee fighting ability is not enough to confront a living dragon, it will not be at a disadvantage at all.

No wonder he became the King of Ghouls, and he seems to have retained his wisdom, although he has never spoken another word until now.

There was a dull rumble in the distance, and the ground shook slightly. After the previous Frost Servant was torn apart by the dragon's roar, Xia Ran summoned a new Frost Servant again, and called the Demon Wolf back to serve as a guard. , no longer take the initiative.

The same goes for the bandit leader. He didn't dare to step forward at all. Instead, he held up his shield and stood in front of Xia Ran.

Thousands of tons of icebergs move their bodies, exuding a biting cold air, and rumble towards the front. Its slow moving speed is only relative. Compared with the flame servants who can float and fly, they are huge and cumbersome. Naturally, it does not appear to be so flexible and quick.

However, if the average person were to race against the Frost Spirit, they would really not be able to outrun each other, and the distance of tens of meters would be reached in the blink of an eye.

Using a direct attack in the form of energy, whether it is fireball or lightning, is likely to strengthen the undead in turn, because the equipment on the opponent does not know whether it has a magic absorption attribute with a near-100% probability.

Therefore, neither the flame servitor nor the familiar can be used. Their form of existence is pure elemental energy, and their attacks are basically the same. Only the frost servitor has a real material entity and can maximize its ability value. rather than being restrained.

If there is a book, it will be long, but if there is no book, it will be short. Sooner than later, the giant made of ice has strode into the battlefield, raised his huge fist, and struck fiercely when the corpse king and MT were in a stalemate. Punch down!

This punch, which weighs at least tons, can definitely crack mountains and crack rocks. Before it hits the corpse king, his armor has already been covered with a layer of white frost...

The corpse king fiercely raised his other arm to meet him, and the giant fist made of solid ice struck its arm armor with all its strength, causing a harsh and ferocious sound of the collision of gold and iron!

White frost spread over its armor.

But this additional frost damage has no meaning, because it can bear the most direct and violent impact head-on in the simplest way, without taking half a step back, or even shaking its body.

Click!

The corpse king did not retract his fist, but the arm that was pressed against the ice giant's giant fist suddenly exerted force at zero distance, bursting out with unparalleled violent power, and a circle of air waves bloomed that blurred the surrounding air!

One of the ice giant's arms exploded directly, and fine pieces of ice shattered to the ground. Ice shards flew everywhere in the sky. It took a few steps back, but before it could stabilize its body, it was hit hard by a spear that followed. The falling black sword swept across!

The sword blade seemed like a red-hot iron piece cutting into solidified butter, and the strong frost armor failed to even block it!

I saw a flash of dark sword light, and the Frost Warrior's movement stopped suddenly. Then a straight mark slowly appeared near the waist. Then the upper body slowly slid down diagonally, collapsed suddenly, and fell to the ground. The ground turned into ice crystal fragments all over the ground!

Only his lower body was still standing there, motionless.

The aura of ancient majesty hit his face, and the corpse king swung his sword to chop down more than a dozen ice spears coming towards him. Then he turned around and slashed down with an extremely heavy sword, forcing a lost man back.

Now everyone can see its characteristics. Its agility is not particularly high, so its speed and dexterity are lacking. It always feels cumbersome when moving. The forward and backward swings of its attacks are relatively too large. .

but--

Its defense is surprisingly strong, probably due to its high physical attributes and the boost from a high-level suit.

Moreover, its power is so terrifying that except for specialized MTs, basically no one else can survive a single blow.

Even though it seems heavy and inflexible, every blow it makes is full of threats, like a tank that cannot be hit by others, but it is terrifying to death when it hits others. It opens and closes wildly, which is extremely terrifying.

Xia Ran looked at it from a distance and frowned. Such a simple and powerful warrior still gave people a headache. This corpse king is more difficult to deal with than initially imagined, and because the equipment is too targeted, most of his output methods are also restricted.

Although he thought so, he did not sit idle, but continued to release spells, using ice spears that quickly condensed to harass the opponent. Although he lost a lot of bonus increases, his attack power was far inferior to the fireball spell. Waiting for fire magic.

However, in his hands, the power is still very powerful and deadly. Even a layer of steel plate can be directly shot through within the range... But at this time, it can only be used to help create opportunities.

What else can be done, we can only slowly grind this corpse king to death... In the venue, the Frost Servant Spirit, which was just destroyed, is re-condensing its body and being summoned again.

The corpse king in the field was standing still, fighting in close combat with a few lost people. The vampire girl was also among them, but she was no longer as reckless as before. She was constantly atomizing and teleporting, using high maneuverability. The advantage is to avoid the sword edge of the corpse king and never face its attack head-on.

At the same time, she was constantly using certain bloodline skills to apply healing spells to her surrounding companions.

The blood mist that surrounds her always separates from time to time, covering a lost person, and then quickly sinks into his body, replenishing him with the purest vitality... using blood as currency, exchanging souls and lives, This is the nature of vampires.

However, many times, people can only see vampires' unilateral gains, rather than their contributions.

Of course, it is probably because of the inherent impression. After all, healing techniques can easily make people think of attributes such as "holy light" and "life" at the first time. Who would inexplicably associate this concept with "blood" , "vampire" and so on.

It was precisely because she, a non-mainstream priest, kept looking for opportunities to increase blood in the back that the main MT was able to barely hold on, and others were able to find opportunities to output, bit by bit grinding down the defense of the Ghoul Lord. Blood volume.

The opponent's strengths are obvious, that is, while it is incredibly tough, its attack power is also extremely high. It is difficult for others to defeat it, but it can beat others... But its shortcomings are also obvious, and it is not absolutely overwhelming. Advantages, and there are not many other abilities.

So as long as we maintain the current rhythm and let MT withstand its attacks, others will find opportunities to continue output and use it as a target...

——This is of course the most ideal situation.

But the fact is that the Ghoul Lord is obviously wise, which is also different from the game. After that initial taunt, it never said anything again, and there was no possibility of peaceful negotiations.

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boom!

The Ghost King struck down again with an extremely heavy sword, as if a jet-black thunder exploded!

The high-speed slash that exceeded the speed of sound waves instantly tore the air barrier apart. Along with the thunderous roar ripped through the air, the violent wind pressure and shock wave burst out and instantly pushed the surrounding lost people several meters away. !

The aftermath of this extremely sharp and powerful sword was already so terrifying. Even the rocks it passed would be shattered, let alone the MT that bore the brunt. Di Kun's expression changed drastically, and the whole person just felt The shield in his hand was almost unstable and flew out of his hand, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked by the shock.

Because of his ability, the khaki jade attached to the shield was shattered directly by this attack, and a crack of more than ten centimeters appeared on the shield at the same time, which was shocking.

The next moment, before he could regroup, there was another burst of explosive roar, followed by wind pressure and shock waves that almost tore apart everything around him, and the surrounding air was shattered in an instant. .

boom!

The man only heard the shrill sound of wind in his ears, and his eyes blurred. His whole back hit the solid stone wall of the tomb, creating a huge depression and cracks, and the jade armor on his body was also damaged. Then it shattered and fell off piece by piece.

All defenses broken!

The corpse king once again raised the sword with both hands, but at this critical moment, a stream of light came from a distance and hit its hand... but was blocked by the dark armor. It disintegrated like fragile ice crystals, turning into dots of faint white light in the air.

It seemed like a powerless blow, and it should have been painless. However, the corpse king felt as if he was struck by lightning. He took a few steps back, and a burst of black smoke evaporated from his hands. Looking closely, it looked like death. The breath is dissipating.

Before it could react from its stiffness, Xia Ran in the distance opened the bow of restraint again, and the light condensed into arrows.

From the vast amount of magic knowledge he had learned during this period, he finally found a good method——

The "Soul Imprisonment" spell can be added to the summoning weapon. The moment a living creature is killed, the Soul Trap will automatically activate and refine a soul stone... But if the enemy is not killed, the effect of Soul Imprisonment will be lost. Causing a direct attack.

Because the soul of a living person is solidified and can only be shaken slightly, the effect is similar to spiritual shock, but the principle is completely different.

But when facing undead creatures, it basically has the effect of "driving away the undead". To put it more bluntly, it is "purification", just like using weapons with sacred attributes to deal with this type of enemies.

Swords and fire, every blow is a critical hit.

The Ghoul Lord was hit again, his hands seemed to be burned to the point of unbearable pain, and a large amount of black smoke rose... It wasn't that Xia Ran couldn't aim at other parts, it was just that he wanted to disarm first with great purpose.

Probably realizing the seriousness of the matter, the corpse king suddenly turned his head to look at the magician in the distance, and opened his mouth suddenly——

"Fus-Ro-D..."

Before the mysterious syllable could be fully uttered, a tall man suddenly appeared like a shadow ghost. He jumped up high and hit the corpse king in the face with an extremely violent knee. superior.

The teeth did not fly out, but the dragon's roar was interrupted, and the corpse king's body couldn't help but tilt back with his head.

The next moment, the Lost Man, who looked like a macho man but was actually an assassin, changed his moves in the air and inserted a simple dagger shaped like fish intestines from the mouth of the corpse king, and the sharp blade thrust out directly from the back of his head.

"Damn it! They say times have changed, but you still don't agree with me... Poof!"

The macho man succeeded in one blow and laughed wildly, but the laughter stopped abruptly. A fist covered in pitch black armor hit his chest with unparalleled violent force!

This force was so powerful that when he opened his mouth, he could only spit out a series of internal organ fragments and blood foam...

When his consciousness was blurred, he vaguely felt as if a big hole had been blasted through his back, and at the same time, he faced a pair of empty eyes with a faint cold light...