Once the soul is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover. Even a small amount of damage to the soul may cause great consequences, and may last a lifetime.
The Necromancer often looks for job transferees who are alone or have not been dead for a long time in the wild, harvesting their souls and turning them into part of the Necromancer's strength.
Therefore, the undead once became a nightmare for low-level career changers in the wild.
There was darkness under the black robe of the undead, like a black mist.
It holds the scythe tightly in its hand, aiming to deadlock the clock. It is very interested in the soul of the clock, and it is even more interested in the soul of the object summoned by the clock.
But at present, it seems that it is no match for Zhong Shi's summons, but Zhong Shi is a fragile summoner, and it still doesn't take it seriously and abuses him casually.
"Your summons are very strong, but unfortunately, you are the only one now. I will accept your soul!"
Normally summoners would leave one or two summons behind to protect themselves. Zhong Shi's three summons were very powerful, but he actually sent them all out, leaving him alone. This exposed his weakness.
I can't defeat your summons, but if you kill the summoner, the summons will be defeated.
This human is too careless and a stupid summoner.
To be able to summon such a powerful summon, his soul must be very rare. Thinking of this, the undead man drooled and couldn't wait.
Swinging the sickle, the sickle is covered with black aura, which has the effect of corroding the soul.
The scythe left a black afterimage in the sky.
Zhongshi stood on tiptoe, his body as light as a swallow, avoiding the attack of the sickle.
The sickle was indeed dodged, but Zhong Shi was still contaminated by the erosion of his soul. It was as if his soul had been struck by something and was about to leave his body.
This state made Zhong Shi very uncomfortable. It was like a dying feeling. His whole body was groggy, he had no strength at all, and his body was out of control, just like the weird bed pressure he had experienced when he was a child.
Ordinary people would definitely lose their fighting ability if they were treated like this, but Zhong Shi was a cartoon summoner.
Are you talking about souls with a cartoon character? Believe it or not, I will pull out the head right away and show it to you.
Cartoon assimilation!
Cartoonize the body, adjust the degree of cartoonization to the maximum, and keep burning the power in the body.
At the same time, after the cartoonization of the body, the soul shock caused by the undead has recovered.
Even though the Necromancer missed, Zhong Shi was still hit. It looked like an ordinary scythe, but it actually caused area-of-effect damage to the soul.
Zhong Shi figured this out... Actually, it didn't matter whether he figured it out or not. They were all cartoon characters, so he was done with it.
When the undead man saw Zhong, he put one hand on the ground and knew that this little fragile summoner couldn't hold on any longer. Even a little damage to the soul would be enough to make a person lose consciousness for a short time, and his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, and even more so. What's more, he is also a crispy summoner.
I thought Zhong Shi would be difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect that he was such a stupid summoner.
"Become part of my power, Crispy Summoner!"
The low and hoarse voice of the undead was like the god of death demanding life.
The sickle fell towards Zhong Shi's head.
Zhong Shi grabbed the sickle, but the sharp sickle was unable to move, and it didn't even hurt Zhong Shi at all.
The black mist that corrodes the soul crawls from the sickle to Zhong Shi's hand, entangles and erodes Zhong Shi's soul.
The soul continued to rot under the erosion of the black mist, but soon recovered. The cycle continued, and the black mist had no effect on Zhong Shi's soul at all.
"How is that possible!" The undead said in shock and incredible voice.
I have never seen anyone's soul recover so quickly. Moreover, he clearly did not use supplements such as potions. This is completely unreasonable!
There is something wrong with this man’s soul!
The Necromancer increases his strength and his power continues to increase. Even if Zhong Shi's soul can recover quickly, so what, he is just a squishy summoner. How much combat power can a squishy summoner have? I don't believe that he can't be defeated.
Zhong Shi took a deep breath, and in the same posture as Tom before, his body gradually expanded, and his clothes were stretched several sizes, and he was about to burst.
At this moment, it was like the Hulk transformed.
Originally, the undead man looked down at Zhong Shi who was kneeling on the ground. Now, Zhong Shi was a head taller than the undead man. It was Zhong Shi's turn to look down at the undead man.
The undead man is wearing a black robe and has a huge body. Before, the shadow of his body could cover Zhong Shi. Now, Zhong Shi's arms are thicker than the undead man's waist.
The clock hour at this moment can no longer be called clock hour. It should be called Fanma·clock hour!
This is the power of clock time daily exercise combined with cartoon assimilation, the two are a multiplicative relationship.
The undead man looked at Zhong Shi's muscles, then looked down at his own small body, and blinked the two eyes with a faint blue light under the black robe.
The blue eyes that were originally as big as Kazilan's big eyes now look like two little peas.
"Gulu~~"
Swallowing, the undead man was already sweating profusely.
With these majestic muscles, beating himself was like carrying a chicken. The sickle was held in Zhong Shi's hand without even moving. The undead man felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
Can you believe that the man in front of you with arms thicker than a thousand-year-old tree trunk is a summoner?
Who™ said Summoner is crispy! ? Is this crispy? This™ is a tank!
Zhong Shi held the sickle with one hand, and the undead man was not even qualified to struggle. No matter how hard the undead man exerted himself, the sickle did not move at all.
The Undead let go of the scythe, waved his hand, and a chain came out from under his sleeve.
The chains shot straight towards Zhong Shi, wrapping around in a circle and binding Zhong Shi.
Zhong Shi exerted slight force on his arms, and the chain broke. The next moment, Zhong Shi gathered strength and rushed towards the undead.
The undead wanted to dodge, but Zhong Shi was too fast, and he rushed in front of it in a single step.
One hand held the undead man's head and pushed him to the ground. The palm was bigger than the undead man's head.
He picked up the undead man like a chicken and smashed it to the ground again. The undead man's spirit body couldn't hold it any longer.
After using the skill, the spirit body changes and shrinks, gathering into a black mist. I want to use this form to escape.
The undead in the form of black mist suddenly felt enveloped by a black shadow. When it looked up, Zhongshi had appeared above its head.
The fist, which was bigger than a casserole, landed directly on its back.
Black Mist was smashed to the ground, his arrogance was reduced by half, and he was already dying.
The undead have already thought about being reincarnated as a human in their next life.
Mom, I want to be a summoner! Whoever said the summoner is squishy, I'm going to fight him!
Zhong Shi slapped the black mist with his last palm, scattering the black mist, and the undead disappeared.
After the battle, the cartoon assimilation went into cooling down, and the clock returned to its original state. After the body expanded, there was some soreness. There was no feeling under the cartoon body, but there was feeling under the real body.
My clothes were also torn and turned into strips of cloth. Fortunately, my pants were fine. Otherwise, I couldn’t say that I was just walking around under the moonlight.
