The Rise of the Cemetery

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Quenching poison.

This has almost become a basic skill of human thieves. But as an undead creature, it is rare to hear of any undead poisoning their weapons.

After all, poisoning is not so popular in undead civil wars and abyssal creatures. The undead creatures themselves are immune to poison, and the abyssal creatures, even the little cowards and little devils who have not yet advanced, also have weak magic resistance. For these guys, general plant toxins are useless at all, only those synthetic toxins from alchemy laboratories can play a little role.

Especially high-level devils like assassins are born with extremely strong magic resistance, and it may not be a problem to pour poisons commonly used by human thieves into catties. So with their minds paralyzed, they fell under the black blade's tricks without being able to guard against it.

Thus, Annemu, who was full of resentment, rushed forward with the remaining two assassins, and played the assassin professional civil war with the skeleton assassin in the narrow space of the towering stalagmites.

Both sides are advancing and retreating, swords are coming and going, and the sound of metal clashing with each other can be heard endlessly.

With An Nemu as the main attacker and two subordinates as assistants, the three assassins turned into erratic ghosts. Looking forward and suddenly behind, every inch of space around the black blade has become a platform for them to hide and attack. Looking around, there is not a single inch of safe paradise around the black blade, and the cold and harsh claws of the assassin Mo Nasen are shining everywhere.

Nine lies and one reality, nine lies and one truth, true and false, false and true...

These assassins are obviously also veterans of psychological warfare, using frequent and rapid fault shuttles to continuously make their figures flash near the black blade, luring the opponent to make a move. And when the opponent didn't respond at all, he attacked again suddenly. But regardless of whether the attack was successful or not, while attacking, half of their bodies were already hidden in the space fault that outsiders could not detect.

With these means, the three assassins tightly entangled the black blade, not giving it a chance to fight at close quarters.

At this moment, Annemu had to admit that if he simply competed in the means and skills of close-up attacks, he would be completely defeated by the opponent. The opponent's perfect use of magic items, instantly increasing the attack speed, and increasing the explosive power of the attack method is simply too skillful. Almost every eruption can bring unspeakable horror to the assassins.

If it weren't for the tacit understanding of the three assassins' cooperation, covering each other to block several deadly attacks from each other, I am afraid that only Annemu is left in the field.

And just as they were licking blood from their knife-edges and playing desperate activities like dancing on the tip of their knives, from the depths of the stone forest in the distance, the hell dogs howled like dogs and howled wolves. The violent elemental fluctuations came immediately, fully showing the intensity of the battle there.

Gru and the others also fell into ambush? !

In such a fierce battlefield, Annemu's mind wandered for a while, and another assassin was pierced through the chest by the black blade, and fell from the stalagmite crying all the way.

The Annihilation Knife in Master Black Blade's hand is too vicious, it can corrode the armor of the opponent's body with silent erosion. Even if you successfully block the black blade's dagger, you can't block the invisible corrosion attack. So before he knew it, huge flaws had appeared in the tough and horny skin of the assassin. It was only then that the black blade caught the opponent and cooperated with a small mistake, directly crushing his core with the short knife.

Annemu was already frightened and angry.

But the more urgent they are, the less threat they pose to the skeleton assassin.

Just when Annemu was hesitating whether to evacuate temporarily, the skeleton assassin suddenly stopped attacking uncharacteristically, put away his short knife and dagger, turned around and squatted on the ground, and firmly covered his ear hole with his two bony hands.

Such an abnormal behavior of course made it a big leak, and the whole body was in an undefended state. Annemu, whose eyes lit up, immediately rubbed his body up without thinking, and instantly appeared behind Heiben crouching with his buttocks pouting, and fiercely grabbed his fragile neck bone with his claws.

And the other remaining assassin also appeared in front of the black blade in an instant, grabbing with both hands, completely blocking the opponent's escape route.

But just when the coordinated attacks of the two demons were about to fall on the body of the black blade, a terrifying and shrill howl that could pierce the souls of all people sounded around them.

Accompanied by a shrill female voice with a sharp voice that can penetrate gold and stone, an ugly banshee with weeping eyes and a face distorted to the extreme emerged from the stalagmite at the foot of the black blade.

Damn it, it's the Undead Banshee!

There was no need for too much introduction, as long as he saw the other party's illusory translucent body and the terrifying eyes burning with a faint green fire, An Nemu could instantly recognize the other party's identity.

For this kind of adult banshee who has been able to completely imitate her body shape and appearance, even the assassin dare not easily provoke her. Although they are very crisp and easy to kill, if they are caught by their "Howl of the Banshee", even the assassins can't stand it.

And at this moment, it was a revenant banshee with a level of 17 who was howling mournfully around them.

The heart-piercing, piercing, piercing sound ignores all defenses and directly affects the souls of all the "people" in the arena, making their souls vibrate and lethargic. An inexplicable soul pulling force pulled their soul bodies, causing them to lose their souls and almost leave their bodies.

This is also their tough soul and tenacious spirit. If it were an ordinary person, their soul would be broken and died in this invisible stalemate.

But even so, it was not easy for the two devils.

The slightly weaker assassin finally turned into a corpse in the silent soul rupture, and fell to the ground. And Annemu also persisted for 11 fingers, and died aggrieved in this desolate, remote and dangerous place.

It wasn't until the two Assassins were completely dead that Lando stopped the terrifying howling that was soul-stirring. In the blink of an eye or two, the originally illusory and hazy figure became solid, and the face that had just looked like a terrifying female ghost returned to its dignity and beauty. She was wearing a gorgeous black evening dress with a low cut and leaky back, and a pair of black crystal high heels on Bai Shengsheng's little feet.

As Lando giggled and flew around the black blade with puffed buttocks, through the undulating and wavy close-fitting long skirt, one could even vaguely see a charming and moving spring.

"Okay, okay, Black Blade, don't lie down there and pretend to be a dead dog. Those two annoying guys have already been taken care of by me. If you want spoils, you have to hurry up. Lord Fiddlesticks has already Ordered to move again."

Hei Ren suddenly turned over and sat up, the soul fire in his hollow and deep eye sockets was still swaying and vibrating endlessly.

"Damn it, Lan Duo, you did it on purpose! I told you before, don't scream at such a close distance from me. My soul fire was almost scattered by you..."

Lan Duo, who has completely changed back to being cute and cute, doesn't have the ferocious aura of the Revenant Banshee just now. Even if she is scolded by her companions, she still has a nonchalant expression, and she still floats around Hei Ren's body.

"You really don't want the loot? Then I'll go get it myself..."

"Delusion! It's all my own desperation, why should I let you take advantage of it? It's mine, it's all mine..."

After laughing and cursing, the two friends who had known each other for a long time hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield and left.

To put it bluntly, aside from polishing the claws of Assassins to make good finger cots, even their hearts, blood, and bone meal are also good materials for casting spells. It's a pity that I'm short of time today, so I can only do a hasty search before catching up with the big team and moving again.

At this time, the reinforcements that the devils had been looking forward to were still trekking hard five miles away.

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The Kryon Plane, a giant demiplane anchored in the interplanar layers.

An old legendary mage with a strange aura appeared in the plane teleportation array.

He walked alone on the wide and clean avenue, passed through the city gate, walked through the lonely streets, passed through one after another magnificent palaces and magic halls, but did not stop anywhere. Even those beautiful gardens full of colorful flowers and exotic plants could not attract his attention, and he has been walking silently...

It can be seen that the legendary mage who ruled this demiplane is a rather nostalgic guy. Not only did he recreate a beautiful kingdom capital, but he also completely copied every plant, tree, brick and tile in the king's capital. come out.

What is the most important place in the city? Of course, it is the magnificent and resplendent palace.

The legendary mage silently turned into the bluestone avenue leading to the palace, walked into the palace gate, and stepped into the most magnificent palace in the whole palace amidst the echo of empty and low footsteps.

"You're late!" A shrill, piercing voice suddenly sounded in the palace.

The legendary mage raised his head, and his eyes fell on the gorgeous throne in the middle of the palace, which represented the dominance of the demiplane.

The throne is set on a high moonstone platform, and under the bright and soft light in the hall, it exudes an indescribably majestic and majestic atmosphere. But at this moment, on this throne that only he is usually qualified to sit on, there is already half-lying, half-lying, half-human, half-worm ugly monster.

The question just now was sent by this monster.

"Old Deseroch asked me to discuss something!" Although he didn't want to explain, the legendary mage explained helplessly.

"Deseroc...that old demon warlock? What did he want you for? Didn't he notice something?" The half-worm monster raised its ugly beetle-like face, and opened and closed its ferocious lotus-petal-shaped mouthparts quickly.

"No. He wanted me to vote for it. He was going to introduce a young man to the Seven Rings meeting."

"A young man? Why, a new legend has emerged from your Klein plane?"

The face of the legendary mage twitched.

"I also find it very strange that the young people he introduced this time are not legends at all!"

"Isn't it a legend? Jie Jie Jie... Has your Klein plane degenerated to such an extent? You actually let a holy rank sit side by side with your legendary spellcaster... Jie Jie Jie"

"Isn't he a holy rank?"

The shrill, piercing laughter of the half-bug stopped abruptly.

"Not a holy rank? Then what is he? He can't be a demigod, right? You Klein doesn't seem to have room for a demigod!"

"He seems to have just reached the 16th level before he was promoted to the Grand Master."

"Gah..."

There was a wordless silence in the hall.