The king observed the battle of the undead army and noticed something.
"Your army seems to have no advantage over the legionnaires, but it still gets more and more numerous?"
The skeleton above his head replied: "Normal, these are ordinary zombies, ghouls and skeletons. Different from the things you summon using conjuration spells, the strength of these undead creatures to be resurrected with corpses is the same as the strength in life. hook up.
“Those ghouls were transformed from more experienced mercenaries.
"Of course, when death siltation reaches a certain level, higher-level undead creatures will naturally be generated. Other lichs usually cultivate naturally-occurring high-level undead creatures by creating corpse pits or living sacrifices. Of course, more often they will use living sacrifices. To create a corpse pit..."
Wang suddenly asked to interrupt the skeleton: "Then have you ever created a corpse pit through human sacrifice?"
The skeleton was silent for three seconds before answering: "I am a lich. There are no kind lichs in this world, just like there are no kind hags in this world. I am helping you now only because the cult will let you There is no place for the undead.”
Wang: "Well, I have no way of telling whether you are lying or whether you have really done something heinous. But now that we are allies, it is enough to know this."
"In fact, in Monrovia before, I planned to sacrifice the entire city and the attacking orcs. This alone was enough for the paladin to kill me a hundred times. You don't mind this at all, I'm surprised."
Wang: "My teacher has always had a flexible view of good and evil, and I may have inherited it from him."
The skull was silent for a second and then said: "This is not a good habit. You will definitely suffer in the future because of this flexible view of good and evil. This is the advice of a veteran lich."
Wang shrugged and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, your army was basically replaced three by one by legionnaires. This means that all of them will be replaced sooner or later——"
At this time, he saw an imperial soldier whose head was chopped off staggeringly standing up again - no, it is not accurate to say that he stood up again. The corpse regained the strength to stand before it completely fell.
The next moment, the flesh and blood of the soldier's exposed part exploded, and the remaining flesh and blood rolled down from the armor.
The king saw the soldier's intestines rolling out from under his skirt and armor.
The legionnaire next to the soldier exclaimed: "Dil, your intestines fell out...Ragnola on top!"
The headless soldier slapped the exclamation soldier's helmet away, then grabbed his hair, cut off his head with a sword, and then tied it to his neck.
The next moment, the flesh and blood on the head stove also melted and fell, leaving only the skull.
A skeleton soldier wearing Catalan standard legionnaire armor was completed. It brandished a long sword and attacked other shocked legionnaires.
Wang: "Oh my God."
Elzam: "Do you understand now? The most powerful thing about the undead army is never its combat power, but the fear caused by seeing the comrades who were fighting side by side just now transformed into enemies. By the way, this kind of transformation on the battlefield The skeleton soldiers all have the combat skills they had in life.
"Of course over time they will forget these and become skeletons who can only chop randomly."
Wang: "Will they forget their fighting skills?"
"Yes, after all, memories and skills are all related to the soul. The souls of skeletons resurrected on the battlefield will deteriorate quickly. Those skeletons with full combat skills in life are resurrected through special methods, and the souls are fixed."
Wang said "Oh".
At this time, the resurrected former legionnaire had chopped down several former comrades, and the unlucky guy whose head it had taken away in the first place was also resurrected, picked up the head that fell on the ground and put it on himself.
Yes, these two skeletons just changed their heads.
Originally, it turns out that the brain is plug-and-play?
Unlike Wang, who looked at all this from an academic perspective, other people who saw this scene were frightened - such as the legionnaires.
Just now they were able to go all out to resist the undead army, but now they can't even maintain their formation. The Catalan military formation began to collapse from this corner.
Elzam: "It's over. The battle is over when the military formation collapses. Even if there are individual warriors who can withstand the test, others will flee."
Wang: "Have you seen this scene many times?"
"Two or three times." Elzam replied lightly, "Okay, let's start moving. Just rush into the Catalan Embassy where the portal is located, close the portal, and then the invincible rescue team will kill him again. It’s such a happy decision to die of the lich.”
Wang wanted to say that Elzam seemed to be changing the subject on purpose, but unexpectedly, he chose to pretend not to hear it because of his emotional intelligence.
**
Floating city.
Li Guang breathed out the last bit of energy in the sea of qi.
Then the giant beast in front of him fell to the ground and turned into sand.
There were already corpses lying in front of the underground entrance, and the sand that submerged the corpses must be the remains of the crushed flying golem.
The Catalan soldiers and the sphinx formed a half circle, but no one dared to step forward.
The last remaining centurion snorted: "Bald donkey, don't think we can't tell. You are almost out of breath. We still have so many sphinxes. We can capture you without paying any more casualties." !”
The clerk next to him who was in charge of tearing up the scroll whispered: "Don't, I just tore up the fireball scroll, and it turned out that this guy looked like nothing. He might be a master monk who has entered the extraordinary realm. His fists and the Imperial Forbidden Army Magic weapons are just as deadly! If you attack rashly, you will pay a lot of casualties!"
The centurion shouted angrily: "You make it sound as if the casualties are not so big now! If you go back now, you might be charged with fleeing due to fear of battle and be directly sent to dig sand! Do you know how many people died digging sand in the penal colony in a year? slave?
"None of you can run away! If you don't want to die, attack. The monk is alone and consume him to death!"
Upon hearing this, a dozen knights urged their mounts to attack——
A fireball fell from the sky and landed exactly where the Centurion and the Clerk were standing.
After the devastating explosion, everything around them except the two of them was blown to pieces.
The secretary was shocked and quickly took out another protective flame scroll——
However, the next moment, the monk rushed in front of him.
This is the first time the monk takes the initiative.
The scroll was directly interrupted - however, this seemed to be counted as "tearing" the scroll, so the secretary was covered with a layer of white light.
The monk punched the scribe through the chest, and then used his whole body as a throwing weapon to throw at the centurion next to him.
The centurion was not a complete showman. He split the clerk in half with one sword and his body flew to the left and right.
It doesn’t take anyone with knowledge to see that this sword is very skillful.
Since the beginning of reform, Catalonia has indeed created a first-class strong army.
However, the throwing weapon was blocked, and the monk's fist struck again!
In desperation, the centurion raised his long sword to block it. He was accustomed to thinking that the physical fist would dodge the blade that could cut the whole person in half. Unexpectedly, the monk's fist was not afraid of the sharp edge of the long sword at all. It hit the thin steel.
With a bang, the blade of the long sword broke, and then the cracks spread across the sword body.
The steel weapon was actually interrupted by Master Liguang's punch! He was interrupted by Feng Dy head-on!
But Liguang's fist had no scars at all.
The centurion finally understood that monks who had reached the realm of transcendent saints were no longer beings that could be measured by common sense.
After all, this kind of monk may be part of the world itself.
However, the centurion understood too late. The fist that broke his long sword hit his body, causing the entire breastplate to dent downwards. Then the huge fist force penetrated his body, causing the armor behind him to explode. into three sections.
The centurion flew up, and at the last moment of his life he saw fireballs falling from the sky bombarding his men.
The griffin, which spreads fireballs and death in the sky, is pure white.
——Ah, is that the divine bird that the Imperial Master said will lead everyone to a world of complete equality?
He fell to the ground and broke his neck.
(End of chapter)
