Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Kakakka~!

The sound of a switch turning on sounded.

Immediately, screens with higher shelves showed scenes from the arena.

Under the screen stand, there are a large number of skeletons guarding it, preventing onlookers from approaching or destroying it.

The crowd watching the excitement looked up at the screen, their eyes widened with disbelief.

"I can see the pictures inside!"

"It's another new type of prop, something I've never seen before."

"This thing is good. We can see it from behind. We don't have to squeeze so far forward, which can be dangerous."

Some business representatives also looked at the screen.

"What kind of prop is this? If it can be sold, it must be of good value."

"The island owner has many new props in his hands. We can ask him then."

"I'm afraid the association headquarters doesn't have such a prop to display the picture."

"Stop talking, the island owner is coming up."

Everyone followed the sound and saw Wu Heng in the picture, dressed in mage robes, standing on one side of the arena, with a skeleton attendant wearing leather armor and a hood beside him.

Opposite him was also a blond Bluetooth challenger wearing a robe and a leather armor.

Most people have heard this news.

This is also the first time I have seen a challenger look like this.

"You're not that old!"

"I heard that he is a genius from the younger generation of the association, and his background must be different."

"You can see it."

"Who do you support?"

"Island owner? His background is similar to ours, and his career change time is also short."

"Yes, he represents Treasure Island. If this person loses or wins, he turns around and leaves. He has nothing to do with us."

"Too."

…

On the fighting stage.

"Both parties confirm, the competition begins!"

Shi Yali's body fell back quickly after she finished speaking.

Two people compete to cast spells at the same time.

Wu Heng's body was wrapped in the bone armor, and then a preset shield took effect. Lu An's body was also wrapped in a light yellow mage shield.

Then, Lu An had a staff in his hand, his eyes suddenly became sharp, the staff in his hand suddenly pointed forward, and several icy blue ice picks shot out instantly, as fast as arrows.

Wu Heng also took out his staff and swung it casually, shooting out a fireball.

Boom~!

Ice cones and fireballs hit the epidemic, causing flames and ice crystals to fill the sky.

"You can also cast energy spells, which is not bad!" Lu An complimented casually, raised his staff, and quickly condensed the spells.

The thick Razer shot out again.

Wu Heng also releases lightning beams.

Boom~Zi!

The two thunderbolts collided again, and thunder shot out.

"Let me see how many spells from other factions you know." Lu An said coldly.

Air vortices appeared from all around, and the clothes rustled.

Then, countless silver-white flying birds appeared from all around, densely packed like a flock of swallows returning to their nest, and smashed towards Wu Heng and the skeleton attendants from the sky and all around.

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

I have never seen this spell before.

He ran quickly sideways.

The silver-white flying bird, as if it had identified him, followed closely behind him and crashed into his body.

Bang bang bang~!

Continuous explosions sounded, and Wu Heng's location was instantly submerged by thunder and lightning.

It was like being covered by a dense explosion.

Thick smoke rose, covering the surrounding area.

No figure escaped, and there was no target in sight.

Lu An raised his eyebrows, "It ended as soon as it started? How can he become the owner of Treasure Island with this kind of strength? His strength is worse than imagined, not even as good as an ordinary deputy deacon of the association!"

…

Looking at the scene on the screen where Wu Heng's figure was covered by silver-white birds, everyone frowned tightly.

"No way!"

"The island owner has killed so many pirates, how can he be so weak?"

"I'm just saying that necromancers are not suitable for fighting. If the skeletons come up, they can beat the shit out of that kid."

"What's the use of saying this? The fight is agreed upon by both parties."

…

"Hey~! The attack was too harsh. I told Lu An to pay attention to the situation and let him compete with the younger generation. It will also better train himself. Why did he attack so hard?"

In the stands, the old mage smiled and scolded.

Sheila Gui glanced sideways slightly, and saw only false modesty on the other person's face.

He snorted coldly and said nothing.

Although I don’t believe that Wu Heng will lose to the opponent.

But he also paid attention to the battle arena.

If there is real danger, fly over to save people.

…

"Sister, the island owner doesn't seem to have an advantage."

Beside McIntosh, a younger brother said softly.

It was covered with such dense spells right from the start, even melee professions couldn't withstand such intensive blows.

"Sister, I will send people out to sea to wait. When they leave, I will give them to them at sea..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

McIntosh turned to glare at the opponent and said, "His skeleton is at least level 15. If he really wants to take action, he can fight with the opponent for a while."

The younger brother was stunned and looked at the skeleton on the stage.

The skeleton attendant who was brought up was still standing there, and the few magic birds that had just flown by did not cause any damage.

…

Then, the crowd started talking again.

"The island owner is fine. He has protected himself."

"I just said, how could it fail so quickly?"

"But the Necromancer doesn't seem to have any attack methods!"

…

On the battlefield.

Just when everyone thought Wu Heng had failed.

A breeze blew, and the smoke and dust drifted away.

A yellowish earthen coffin slowly rose from the place bombed by the silver-white bird, and collapsed in front of everyone.

Wu Heng was revealed, unharmed.

Luan narrowed his eyes, "You hid, which really suits the style of the Undead faction."

Wu Heng glanced at the other party.

The magic just now was indeed quite intimidating, and it was also a type of spell that he had never seen before.

If he learned it himself, the effect would be the same as the drone bombing group.

Whether it is fighting or dealing with zombies, it is a good effect.

Wu Heng glanced at Luan, whose face suddenly turned cold, and forced a smile, "Excuse me, this is the first time I fight with a wizard, and I want to see what effect I can achieve. It really scared me."

Luan snorted coldly, "Arrogant!"

The staff in his hand waved again, and the red flame tornado began to gather in the field, driving the surrounding wind to rage.

Another new spell.

The energy shaping tricks are so powerful, and they seem to have extremely lethal effects.

Wu Heng started running to avoid the location of the tornado.

At the same time, he began to swing the staff in his hand, releasing [Disease Ray], [Weakness Ray], and [Severe Injury Spell] one after another.

Luan, who released the skills, looked depressed.

Blood instantly flowed from his nose and mouth.

His clothes were dyed red.

Severe Injury Spell was more like a curse spell, which had no effect on the undead, but it would cause serious damage to the living.

Especially for the living beings whose level was lower than his own.

Luan's eyes condensed, and a green light enveloped his body.

The negative state applied disappeared instantly.

And the Ice Cone Spell, Silver Bird, and Wind and Fire Blade were shot out one after another.

They began to bombard Wu Heng's location one after another.

There was a roar on the field, and gravel was scattered and smoke filled the sky.

Wu Heng's running speed was not as fast as a mage could do.

"Why don't you move, Skeleton? Do you look down on me?" Luan said coldly, and instantly drew out the rapier from his waist, and rushed towards Wu Heng quickly.

On the way, the spells continued.

A burst of bombardment.

Wu Heng's running footsteps paused, and a winged sword appeared in his hand. Instead of retreating, he quickly rushed towards the opponent.

...

When the two drew their swords and approached each other, the crowd watching was boiling again.

"Draw the sword, they both drew the sword."

"Aren't they mages? What are they doing?"

"Are all mages like this? After magic, they want to fight in close combat?"

...

Clang~!

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

The winged sword blocked in front of him, blocking the rapier's stab at the chest.

The long sword picked up and swung the rapier away.

Let Luan's body lean back slightly, Wu Heng's 'Grey Eagle Sword Technique' was performed, and his body shot out closely after the opponent, and the sword was continuous, slashing at the opponent non-stop.

The activated objects were released, and the collar of Luan's clothes locked his neck, and his pants were pulled up.

Luan's body flashed again, and the state of the objects on his body was invalidated.

He held the sword and hastily blocked the opponent's attack.

The blade of the rapier was thin and straight, and the attack method was mainly stabbing.

Facing Wu Heng's slashing, the rapier began to soften and was difficult to resist.

Luan did not expect that the opponent's power would be so great, and his proficient swordsmanship would be beaten without any room for fighting back.

He only felt that countless attacks were slashing at him.

The spell he wanted to cast was also interrupted by the opponent. While dodging a sword by turning sideways, his left shoulder was hit.

The leather armor was torn open, and blood was dripping.

Luan took several steps back, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that the opponent was rushing again, he stretched out his hand and wiped the rapier, and the scorching flames appeared on the blade.

He stepped lightly and shot out again.

The figure flashed in the middle, and instantly turned into three figures, stabbing at the target at the same time.

The middle figure rushed forward, stabbing the sword at the forehead, turned his left foot and stabbed at the lower ribs, and the right stabbed the sword directly to the heart.

The three figures were as fast as lightning, and their movements were coordinated, and they arrived at the side almost at the same time.

And just when they were approaching Wu Heng and the stabbing sword was about to hit the target.

The figure in front of him also followed Yihua.