The Truth of Magic

Chapter 632 Mysterious influence, true heaven

As Zhao Xu cast free spells one after another, in an instant these "giant skeletons" that looked okay suddenly realized that their skeletons seemed to be plastic, and they were dismantled to pieces in an instant.

The original ability possessed by barbarians, under the "Rage Technique" created by magic, instantly armed this thousand-member team with "killer demeanor".

Skeletons that surrounded and devoured the player's team like an ant colony were like being subjected to an infinite series of pesticides, and in a blink of an eye they were all broken limbs.

These bones accumulated for countless months before they were awakened from the ground by the devil's device, but they still couldn't last a round and returned to the earth, waiting for the next awakening.

At this time, Zhao Xu hadn't thrown any "killing spells", but let these "teammates" under him reach a very strong state, especially the accumulation of morale-boosting spells that affect the soul, making these players also become fierce. Not afraid to die.

Although no one knew where Zhao Xu's healing spells came from, everyone killed them very hard.

Just now, a person who couldn't dodge was slashed, and immediately an excessive amount of "healing serious injuries" hit him. With the player's current blood volume, even if he was dying, he could sit up in shock on the spot.

Is that the thrill of playing RPG online games?

It was only at this time that everyone realized that Arthur's healing could be so timely and intense, and that Arthur's mage's buffs could be so many that his body became densely packed.

"Go, it's in that direction!" Zhao Xu shouted, while continuing to throw out the "dancing light technique" as a signal flare to guide the team forward.

Compared with fighting alone, the first problem of team command is the communication problem, which is why ancient wars deduced war drums and semaphore.

And the light arrow that Zhao Xu swung out from the Dancing Light technique at this moment was the light that guided everyone forward.

Suddenly, countless players below rushed towards the dark cave tunnel, and the entire team was already extremely excited because of this series of victories.

However, after rushing back, Zhao Xu still quietly paid attention to a few candidates he was optimistic about as Yanan's target candidates, such as the three Qingli sisters and the dozen or so people he had just explained the direction of the charge.

He also realized from the bottom of his heart that everyone is inherently unable to balance a bowl of water. As long as they have resources in their hands, they can't help but allocate them subjectively.

Even between two children of close relatives, this tendency will appear, such as the youngest being favored.

So Zhao Xu used the second ring magic "care" to no less than dozens of people.

This spell, which has an additional target for every 3 levels, allows him to feel the direction, distance and specific state of the subject without looking directly at it, such as uninjured, paralyzed, coma, and trance.

To put it more exaggeratedly, Zhao Xu is the strongest nanny at the moment. There are dozens of people who need attention on the panel. Once there is something wrong with everyone, he can restore them to their status in time. The "caring technique" provides a modern digital status panel.

At this time, everyone was under his nose, and they could all be covered by the aftermath of the spell.

If it was more exaggerated, he used Sihuan's "advanced care technique". In this way, even if the target is separated from him, he can directly cast "contact spells" from zero to two rings, and he can also bless the opponent with healing spells and so on across thousands of rivers and mountains.

In an instant, there was a majestic shout, and echoes echoed from the depths of the tunnel in the cave, covering the dense footsteps.

"Stand up and defend!"

Zhao Xu, who sensed the crisis ahead, shouted immediately.

In the next second, the players who were ready to break in also became more cautious, because they saw countless phantoms, which began to emerge from the gaps in the walls, and the spirits who ignored the buildings did not need to think about what is called shortcut.

"Fireball!"

"Lightning beam!"

"Dispel undead creatures!"

"Slay evil!"

"Nemesis: undead creatures."

Seeing this life-and-death crisis scene in an instant, the players also directly took out their housekeeping skills, and in an instant, the player team that was originally monotonous and uniform in melee output suddenly became disturbed.

"War Spell—Force Field Missile Storm!"

Zhao Xu, who was also suspended in the air, did not hold back his hand, and when he raised his hand, the war magic of wide-area strike was thrown out.

"Super magic control - extremely effective spells, twin spells!" Sensing the strength of these undead bodies, Zhao Xu exerted a little bit of force, before slapping these undead creatures.

"Boy, your enemy is us."

Suddenly, an extremely cold voice came from behind Zhao Xu, which was extremely hoarse and had the roaring burning sensation of a furnace adding charcoal fire.

There were more than a dozen skinny humanoid bodies that were as thin as skeletons, suspended in the air, and stuck closely behind Zhao Xu. Their outer skins were withered and left with a thin layer of muscle, wrapped in that layer. skeleton.

And the eyes of these floating skeleton bodies have long been corrupted and disappeared, but the empty eye sockets are still jumping with crimson light like needlepoints.

"Ah, it's a lich!"

"My God, there are more than ten of them?"

"What should I do, directly destroy the group?"

In an instant, the players below let out exclamations, and the morale that had been boosted by Zhao Xu's wave after wave was completely cooled on the spot.

It's not that the players are too cowardly, but that the prestige of the Lich is as prominent as a weight, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

In Arthur's myths and legends of heroes, the lich often appears at the end as the final big boss. At the same time, because they hide their vitality in the phylactery, even if they are killed, they will automatically be reborn within 1-10.

It is suggested that the vitality is many times more tenacious than Xiaoqiang who cannot be beaten to death.

Therefore, the lich is also very suitable for the positioning of the undead villain in some stories, which is convenient for extending the chapter of the story.

In reality, in order to plunder the vitality of the living, there are many stories of liches directly massacring villages and towns in a fit of rage.

Even in the previous forums, there were no fewer than two-digit players who encountered a lich and were turned into tragic stories of specimens.

A spellcaster with eternal life would find this kind of opponent very troublesome no matter what angle he judged from. Their patience alone was enough to kill countless enemies.

At this time, Zhao Xu was not surprised to suddenly encounter more than a dozen liches, or more than a dozen spellcasters over level 11, that is, at least the sixth ring.

In an instant, the aura of fear emanating from the dozen or so liches directly spread and penetrated, infecting everyone who watched them, and felt a sense of tearing and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Very calm, not anxious at all."

"Is this the bearing of Lord Yanan?"

"It seems to be a good communication partner, what do you think?"

Suddenly, these liches floating in the air were talking to themselves intermittently, as if they didn't have a unified view on Zhao Xu.

"I think it's easier to discuss with the underdogs."

"That's right, why don't you grab it first and then talk about it?"

"I have a little impression of this guy, as if he has been here before."

At this time, there are a total of twelve liches, even if each of them says a sentence, it will be a total of 12 sentences when connected. And when they got together, basically everyone had a different opinion on Zhao Xu.

There are those who advocate peace and those who advocate combat.

But the crux of the matter was that no matter whose opinion it was, Zhao Xu didn't care.

"Do you know the location of the dragon crystal veins supplied underground?" Zhao Xu asked suddenly.

It's a pity that liches, as undead creatures, have a rigid mind that can permanently exempt them from the influence of psychic spells. Otherwise, Zhao Xuguang would be able to read the truth from the superficial consciousness of many liches by asking this question. .

"Oh? You still know about the dragon crystal veins. Which traitor told you?"

"Catch him first and torture him."

"Yes, support."

"I want him to taste my dissociation technique"

All of a sudden, after the uproar among these flying liches, they decided what to do with Zhao Xu.

But the crux of the problem was that Zhao Xu didn't care what these undead liches thought.

Compared with the group of players below who were in a chaotic formation due to panic, Zhao Xu's heart was extremely clear at the moment, and he knew exactly what his next plan was.

Immediately, Zhao Xu raised the "Heaven of Humanity" in his hand, ready to show everyone the charge routine he had just described.

Immediately, the ancient weapon "Heaven of Humanity" in Zhao Xu's hand, as a +1 fearless long sword, immediately showed its pride as a magic weapon, arousing "dazzling magic light". What one possesses after the ancient ability is not really as simple as an ordinary long sword.

"Strengthen the spell!"

This time, the enchantment he wants to choose is——

Just as Zhao Xu was about to make a decision, the moment when Zhao Xu was about to make a decision, suddenly the wave of liches in front of him was instantly empty.

disappeared without a trace.

They seem to have seen the most terrifying existence in the world, one by one desperately retreating towards the back, regardless of whether they will hit these boulders.

"Run!"

"Hurry up!"

This change made Zhao Xu, who was about to show everyone his skills of more than ten combos, a little confused. The fourth-ring spell "Enhanced Weapon" that had been cast to the end also came to an end, and the ability of "Destroyer" was even worse. No support was given.

How is this going?

Zhao Xu was a little at a loss and couldn't make up his mind.

At this time, not only the Liches, but also the phantoms and ghosts and other incorporeal undead creatures that appeared earlier, most of them were ghost-like, regardless of whether they were already ghosts, and each of them retreated desperately towards the rear.

It seemed that the "Human Paradise" that Zhao Xu was holding at this moment was an "artifact" that could suppress and kill undead creatures from all directions.

And the next moment, the ordinary long sword in Zhao Xu's hand suddenly sparked a bright and clear light, shining towards the depths of the cave.

At the same time, the distance seems to have penetrated the heavens, and a burst of holy voice poetry slowly came from a distance, penetrating into the depths of everyone's eardrums little by little.

"Mom and Dad."

"Honey, why are you here?"

"mom!"

"Niuniu..."

"Stupid pig, why are you?"

All of a sudden, all the players below Zhao Xu fell into a state of insanity or insanity.

They waved at the cave that burst out with Xun and white light, everyone seemed to see their closest person from inside at this moment.

Only Zhao Xu, wherever he looked, was full of darkness and chaos.

Even this white light, at its root, is still the superposition of void and mysterious state.

Zhao Xu looked at the long sword in his hand. It had become transparent, as if it were crystal clear.

No one would doubt that the blade of this long sword was made of "crystal". At the same time, Zhao Xu's expression was constantly reflected on it.

However, the next moment, Zhao Xu felt a little weird.

Because when he saw himself on the crystal, he actually showed a mysterious smile.

"Gem of True Knowledge!"

Before he came down, Zhao Xu, who had not yet reached the five-ring magical technique and could not use the five-ring true knowledge technique, brought down one of the few "True knowledge gems" that Yanan had in stock.

Although this kind of "gem of true knowledge" that can see through all illusions and killed the entire illusion school can only be activated for half an hour a day.

But enough.

In an instant, Zhao Xu's eyes looked through this gem, and he saw a clearer world full of delicate details.

But the white light transmitted from the depths of the cave is still there.

Zhao Xu's weird smile remained on the crystal sword.

Even at this moment, the arc of his mouth was raised little by little, like a deliberate clown.

At this moment, all the players in the underground stretched out their hands, holding the empty air in front of them, with happy and peaceful expressions.

The originally quiet air was filled with eager anxiety at this moment.

"who is it?"

Zhao Xu's cold drink was cold and full of killing intent.

He even suspected that it was the effect of the new "devil king's device".

But he still hasn't figured out why these undead creatures shrink back to this point the moment they see his "paradise of humanity".

And at this critical moment, something happened again, which directly brought the whole scene to such a situation that he could not imagine.

It seems that an invisible hand stretched out from the void, promoting the development of things.

At this moment, Zhao Xu saw something that made his scalp tingle even more than his own weird smile. The liches who were fleeing in fear at first all returned from the place where they disappeared.

They knelt on the ground, as if being dragged by an invisible rope above their heads, and slowly moved towards Zhao Xu.

In the outside world, these liches, who could be regarded as overlords and could cause political turmoil in a town, were forcibly dragged along like dead dogs.

They have become expressionless, and their skeleton-like bodies are extremely stiff, rubbing against the ground abruptly, making an extremely hoarse sound.

"Surrender to my lord."

"Surrender to my lord."

These liches, together with the shadows and ghosts behind them, kept muttering to themselves, as if only in this way could they utter the most sincere voice in their hearts.

"who are you?"

Zhao Xu said in a cold voice.

"I am you."