In the dim wine cellar, the three parties looked at each other warily.
The current situation is extremely unoptimistic for Locke. Originally, this group of undead that had lived for thousands of years was difficult to deal with, and now a magister has appeared, which makes Locke and Qiao feel a little uneasy.
"Who are you?" The ghost lady asked Luther as she floated up and down.
Luther glanced at the female ghost lady, forced a smile on his old face and said, "Luther Bart, the special envoy of the Holy See of the North County Kingdom and the Ice Mage."
"Hello, we have an account to settle with this little guy. I hope you won't interfere." The female ghost lady said in a calm tone.
"You little bastard, you are really amazing. I wonder how you provoked these undead?" Luther looked at Locke with interest.
"Humph, you can't control it." Locke snorted coldly. He was full of hatred for Luther. He could never forget the guards who died for him.
Luther sneered, looked at the female ghost lady and said, "Madam, I also have some grudges with this boy. Can you please hand him over to me first, and then I will hand him over to you after I find out more about him."
Locke frowned when he heard this. He would definitely not survive if he fell into Luther's hands.
The female ghost lady looked back at the undead and seemed to be asking for their opinions. A powerful magician was indeed worthy of their consideration.
"No." The strong undead man who spoke before said, and the aura of death around him was violently tumbling.
"Trespassing to Cool Town, you will die." The ghost lady shouted fiercely and took the lead in attacking Luther.
Luther was startled when he heard this, then waved his staff, and a piece of frost turned into ice pick fans and shot towards the undead.
The ice pick passed through the bodies of the undead and did not cause any harm to them. On the contrary, their strong death aura made the frost wolf under Luther's crotch irritable and restless.
As the distance between the two sides continued to get closer, the giant frost wolf was the first to be unable to bear it any longer. The snow-white hair on its body stood up, and its two front paws kept scratching the ground.
Locke saw the right opportunity and looked at each other. The two jumped up at the same time, stepped on the giant wolf's body and rushed out of the wine cellar.
"Catch him." Upon seeing this, the female ghost lady shouted in a sharp voice.
Immediately, four or five undead chased Locke and the two across the roof.
"Great Ice Goddess! Master of the Ten Thousand Miles of Ice Field, please give me your power, the pure Holy Spear, to destroy the evil in front of me! Ice Spear." Luther's eyes glowed blue, and as he continued to chant, the staff in his hand began to A thick cold air emerged, and a transparent spear covered the staff.
Luther held the spear tightly, and the rich ice element surged crazily. The giant frost wolf under his crotch rushed out excitedly. It was not afraid of dozens of undead.
I saw him using all his limbs to fly out. Luther waved the spear in his hand and stabbed an undead directly.
The undead's body, which was originally immune to physical damage, actually condensed with ice. Frost soon covered the entire body, and was then smashed into pieces by the terrifying claws of the giant frost wolf.
"His spear can cause harm to us." This scene shocked the undead, and they all shouted.
"Come together." The ghost lady screamed and flew forward again.
In the wine cellar, Luther rode the giant frost wolf back and forth to kill, and all the undead stabbed by the ice spear would be destroyed.
Even so, the number of undead finally prevailed, and Luther and the giant wolf were also scratched with a lot of blood marks. The breath of death entered their bodies, and black blood flowed out from the wounds.
Locke and Joe, who escaped from the bar, also fought with the chasing undead on the street.
Locke once again summoned the Undead Barrier, which was the greatest threat to the undead.
"I don't want to be your enemy, why bother hurting each other." Locke used his soul vibration skill to deflect an undead sneak attack on him.
"We are suffering from Kane's curse every day and night. Without the Undead Gem, we can't leave here. Kane is a wolf with a bad heart, and your teacher is also..." One of the undead roared in pain.
"No, the teacher didn't come because he couldn't come!
He was abandoned by Emperor Arthur and sealed in a cave for more than two thousand years.
You can follow me, and I will put you into the necromantic realm. When you see the teacher again, I will let him fulfill his oath.
Please believe me. " Locke said excitedly with a sincere expression on his face.
The undead who was about to continue attacking stopped and stared at Locke with a hesitant expression.
"Please believe me." Locke spoke again.
"Woo..." A wolf roar sounded, and the giant frost wolf smashed through the wall of the bar and rushed out.
Luther's face was pale at this time, his originally neat white clothes were stained by sticky black blood, and the light blue spear in his hand turned into light spots and dissipated.
Many undead rushed out soon after, but the number was obviously much smaller.
"You must die today." The female ghost lady, whose soul was somewhat transparent, roared. It was obvious that the disappearance of her clansmen who had lived together for more than two thousand years was a great blow to her.
"Hmph, you guys also want to kill me?" Luther said with a sneer and disdain.
All the undead stared at him fiercely. If their gazes could kill people, Luther would have died hundreds of times.
Luther patted the frost wolf's neck and then turned over and jumped down. He glanced at the undead and said loudly: "I think it's not easy for you to survive. Don't stop me, otherwise your souls will be scattered."
"Arrogant..."
"arrogant……"
Curses were uttered from the mouths of the undead. They could no longer bear it and rushed towards Luther.
"Elf of ice and snow, please listen to my voice and give me supreme power to destroy everything in front of you and turn it into a world of ice and snow, a world of ice and snow!"
Looking at the undead rushing toward him, Luther raised his staff high and chanted a spell word by word.
The originally howling cold wind became more violent, snowflakes fell overwhelmingly, and thick ice cones rose from the ground.
The temperature dropped sharply, and frost visible to the naked eye covered the entire town of Cool.
The flying undead became slower and slower, and ice crystals gradually appeared on the empty soul body, which was very beautiful and dazzling.
"Come...come to me...I can protect...you..."
Just when the undead were desperate, a subtle voice sounded. They looked back and saw Locke, who had been half-frozen.
"Believe me... I will... help you... find... retrieve the Undead Gem..."
Without any further hesitation, before he was completely frozen, a group of undead rushed towards Locke like crazy.
The frost-filled necromantic barrier behind him began to rotate, the ice fragments shattered, and a suction force came.
"Smash them to pieces..." Luther sneered and ordered the giant frost wolf beside him.
The giant frost wolf rushed out directly, and with the blessing of the ice element, his speed was obviously much faster, and he smashed a slow undead into pieces in just an instant.
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"No... want... ah..." Locke roared with all his strength.
