Necromancer Doomsday Walk

116 Eye of Destruction

Intermediate swordsman skill: Three consecutive attacks of flames.

The dark red long sword was almost covered with a layer of lava flow, emitting a blazing heat that could turn everything into ashes, and stabbed out with one strike.

With this sword, the sound of wind and thunder resounded, roaring violently, and the space seemed to have been melted and pierced a hole. The distance of this sword was a full five or six meters away from the evil spirit puppet, but after the sword was thrust out,

A stream of dark red magma condensed like a real sword light and shot towards the evil spirit puppet.

Then, the long sword moved around, turning in a circle, lifting it up from bottom to top, the strong wind roared, and a waning moon-shaped magma shock wave came out, and then, it slashed down hard, with an extremely huge victory.

The sword light that passed through the first and second sword fell down as if it was cutting off the heaven and earth.

"No……"

From the mouth of the evil spirit puppet, there was only time to emit a miserable cry. Before the rest of the sound came out, he was hit by the first sword, followed by the second sword, and then the third sword.

The flames burned crazily, and the three consecutive attacks of the flames not only possessed terrifying high-temperature combustion, but also had extremely powerful attack power. The three consecutive attacks were completed in just one second. The power was unparalleled.

It can be said that the power of the skill "Three Combos of Flames" has reached the top of the mid-level skills and is close to the high-level skills.

This blow consumed 70% of the skeleton warrior's flame fighting energy.

"Necromancer... you will die... when my true body comes... it will be your death..."

The evil spirit puppet was hit by the three consecutive blows of the flames. The huge force bombarded it and flew backwards. It flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground. It was surrounded and burned. The body with extremely strong recovery ability.

Under this kind of burning, it did not play much role, and quickly became dry and then charred black.

Already aware of his fate, the evil mage who controlled the evil spirit puppet let out a shrill scream and kept cursing Tang Fan. His voice gradually became weaker as the flames burned.

Immediately, only a gray-white light was seen, soaring into the sky from the flames. Before Tang Fan had time to react, it shot straight up, and in the blink of an eye, disappeared like a stream of light into the misty dark night, without a trace.

The flames lasted for nearly a minute before slowly fading away. When the flames disappeared, a huge hole had been melted on the ground, almost three meters deep. Inside the hole, there was

A pile of pitch-black ash powder, which is the ashes of the evil puppet.

Immediately afterwards, the thick fog lost the support of the evil spirit puppet and began to fade little by little, and a whistling sound sounded, as if a strong wind was passing by.

Ten seconds later, the thick gray fog became very light, and figures dozens of meters away could barely be seen.

Immediately, a series of weird roars sounded, and waves of roars were heard. Among these roars, there was a kind of pain, despair and strong unwillingness.

"Isn't this the roar of the evil corpse?"

Tang Fan was slightly stunned. How could the roar of the evil corpse become so weird?

When each evil zombie roars, it lasts for a few seconds and then suddenly stops, as silently as a duck that has been strangled by its neck.

In the gradually fading fog, the evil corpses fell down one after another.

Almost a minute later, the gray fog completely dissipated, revealing the streets dimly illuminated by distant lights, and numerous corpses, including human magic warriors and evil corpses, falling one after another.

On the ground, there is no pattern in everything.

Rich blood filled the streets, flowing into streams, and the smell of blood continued to float in the air.

Some of the magic warriors who could still stand were all bent over, with their hands on their knees, breathing heavily. There were large streams of blood on their bodies, and they didn't know whether it was other people's or their own.

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A sense of desolation permeated the surroundings.

Tang Fan glanced at it and found that there were originally thousands of magic warriors, but now there were less than three hundred left. In other words, in just a short period of time, there were six to seven hundred magic warriors.

The capable warrior was killed by the evil corpse.

There were many magic warriors who died, and even more evil corpses died. A small number of them were killed by the magic warriors' counterattacks, and most of them died because of the death of the evil puppets. The dissipation of the fog was also due to

The relationship between the death of the evil spirit puppet.

"However, the light that soared into the sky from the flames just now must be part of the soul of the evil spirit puppet controlled by the evil spirit mage. It's a pity that it was too fast and I couldn't use the soul absorption to capture it. Otherwise, if it were absorbed, it might be able to let

Let me raise the level again." Tang Fan murmured to himself, but he also knew that it was too fast. It was not that he didn't want it, but that he was powerless.

"After this incident, the overall strength of Storm Base must have been completely weakened, at least by several times."

The fog suddenly dissipated, and the evil corpses suddenly died, making those magic warriors who were still alive feel incredible.

But when they saw Tang Fan and found that the gray fog had cleared, they had suspicions in their hearts. But when they took a closer look at the corpses of many friends around them, uncontrollable sadness arose in their hearts.

The people who were still alive and fighting side by side one second ago, the people who could still chat and laugh with him the other second, now turned into cold corpses and left forever.

Some of the magic warriors looked sad and silent, while some of the magic warriors knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly.

The sound of sobbing was heard, and it was very desolate.

This kind of sadness seemed to be passed on, making Tang Fan feel a little irritable.

Subconsciously, he hated this kind of feeling, which made him feel uncomfortable and unwilling to face it face to face.

Tang Fan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, eliminated some distracting thoughts in his mind, kept himself calm, and was not affected by these sad emotions. Tang Fan walked towards the hole.

In the cave are ashes, the ashes of evil spirit puppets.

When Tang Fan stared at the ashes in the hole, his eyes suddenly condensed, as if he saw something inside.

The spiritual power filled the air, turning into an invisible hand and sweeping away the ashes. When he took it out, a gray-white bead slowly flew up, flew out of the hole, and floated in Tang Fan's body.

before.

This is a round bead the size of a glass bead. The colors inside are different and it looks like an eyeball.

"Eye of Destruction: Equipment of the evil mage, capable of emitting rays of destruction, quality: gold low-level."