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The battle in Scott City was in full swing, and the Radiance Square became the focus of the entire battle, where groups of warriors from the Church of Light and the Church of Darkness rushed to the ground. In the midst of such www.biquge.info a chaotic battle, no one noticed that a light figure also jumped out in the final teleportation.

"Sylm has found so many necromancers to participate in the war, and he dares not to call me, hmph, I haven't found out yet. The figure was a girl dressed in dark magical robes, her long jet-black hair tied up in two neat ponytails with several bright red ribbons. The bangs as thin as a rain curtain hung down in front of his forehead, but he couldn't stop the dark and deep eyes. A black skull stud earring in her left ear shone with a blinding light like obsidian, outlining the evil she exuded.

The girl raised her head slightly, looked at the chaotic battlefield, and gently reached out to brush her forehead, the undead ornaments on her white wrists collided with a noisy sound, but it was not cumbersome. She suddenly frowned and sniffed hard, then ran in one direction, grabbing the wandering souls in the space as she ran, grabbing at least one soul in her hands each time. Then take advantage of the situation to find the corpse that looks pleasing to the eye, use the flesh to peel it off, and stuff the soul into it. Many necromancers will directly use corpses to refine undead creatures, but this girl is obviously picky and only likes skeletons. This characteristic of hers makes her undead unique, and it looks neat and white.

"Huh?" the girl ran to a huge stone bullet, grabbed a colorless and transparent soul in her hand with a move, and leaned out her spiritual power to carefully study the soul in her hand, "The spiritual strength is good, but why is it incomplete?"

After the physical death of a living being, the soul becomes a free form, and the soul in this state will gradually dissipate over time until it becomes a fragment of the soul completely. But a soul capable of such spiritual strength must have just left the body, but the soul that the girl found at this time was obviously incomplete, which made her very confused.

The girl couldn't come to any conclusion, she shook her head vigorously, the trinkets on her body clanged, and she decided not to think about it for now. Running half a circle along the square, she quickly found a corpse that looked intact, and her fingertips emitted wisps of gray dead breath, which quickly corroded into a skeleton with flesh peeling, and then slapped the soul into the skeleton's skull.

At this time, the undead creatures made by the girl before had already stood up, gathering towards the girl with a slow pace, and the flesh and blood on many skeletons had not yet dried, and the brains would flow out of the skull from time to time, all the way down the spine to the tail vertebrae.

The girl waved her hand in disgust and shouted at the group of skeletons, "Stay away from me, let me fight!"

The skeletons immediately moved towards the battle circle on the outskirts of the square, but since the girl's orders were not clear, they began to fight indiscriminately, as long as they were not undead, they would be attacked indiscriminately, and the Dark Knight and other necromancers became the targets. However, the rest of the Dark Church also recognized the girl's skeleton legion, and when they saw the bones rushing over, they quickly left, leaving only the army of the Church of Light to entangle them.

At this time, the finger bones of the incomplete soul refining skeleton just now trembled, and then the neck turned an angle, it seemed to realize something, and stood up tremblingly supporting its body. The skeleton looked around blankly with two black holes, but its mandible kept drooping, and it must have been very shocked if the skin and flesh were to be patched.

When the skeleton's gaze turned to the girl, it paused suddenly, it slowly closed its mouth, a drop of blood fell from the lower edge of the mandible, and then it knelt down on one knee to the girl, "Lord." Person. ”

"Huh?"

The chaotic battlefield seemed to fall silent for a moment, leaving only the girl and the skeleton. She was a little surprised, and her two large eyes fluttered into the dark sockets of the skeleton. She examined the skeleton she had refined, and felt that it didn't look like a high-level undead creature at all.

The skeleton held a short knife in his hand, which was the weapon of the previous deceased, and the skeleton was relatively large, a head taller than the girl. But bone skeletons are usually only attached to some fragments of their souls, and they are low-level undead creatures who act on instinct, and their intelligence is not as good as that of beasts. Even if a relatively intact soul can be captured from a freshly dead corpse on the battlefield, it will be lost in the capture process, and the incompatibility of the body and soul will also cause great damage to the soul. To refine the Undead Knight, a more intelligent soul is required, which requires the source of the soul to reach the level of a great samurai before death, but the Undead Knight still cannot speak. Don't...... Is it a lich?

"How can you speak? How can you speak? Tell me again. ”

"Lord, man?" the skeleton looked confused.

"Stand up. ”

The skeleton stood up as he was told.

"Hmm. Let it be magical!" The girl looked expectantly at the "lich" she had summoned for the first time ever.

Skeleton, "......"

Girl, "......"

"Well, it's not as powerful as you imagined, would you order anything else?" the girl looked at the skeleton's confused eyes, and finally accepted the fact that her creation was an ordinary skeleton that could talk, "You better talk, don't forget how to talk later." ”

The skeleton opened its mouth, as if not knowing what to say, and still repeated, "Master." ”

"But at least someone can talk to me. Remember, I am your master, Phyllis. The girl then emphasized her name again, "Phyllis Nyke Remmons." ”

"Ash. Beautiful. Wet. "Due to the lack of lips and tongues, some of the pronunciations of skeletons are quite skewed. Phyllis furrowed her pretty eyebrows, and she noticed this and decided to give the skeleton a simple and easy-to-pronounce name.

"Daktronics, you'll be called Daktronics from now on!"

"Reach. Section. ”

Phyllis felt a joy-like mental swing coming from the skeleton, as if it liked the name.

Phyllis clapped her hands happily, "Well, that's good. I'm your master, so you have to add the same last name to your name. Daktrony Remones. ”

Although the pronunciation could not be made, Dakko still firmly remembered this cumbersome proper noun. But it wasn't until much later that he really understood what the surname meant.

The sound of blunt objects shaking the air came and went, and one after another huge stone bullets fell from the sky with strong wind pressure. Phyllis snapped aback, grabbed Darko and turned to run, chanting an incantation of unknown meaning in her mouth.

Boom! A stone bullet smashed the location of the two people just now into a large crater, and countless pieces of rubble flew around. At this time, Phyllis's magic had just finished chanting, and she held up one hand upward, and a circle of black mist swirled around in layers, and this layer of black mist centered on Phyllis moved with the movement of the caster.

Puff puff puff. The moment the gravel hits into the black mist, it is decomposed, but each piece of rubble disappears and creates a hole in the black mist. The fourth-level dark magic death mist, which has the bonus of dark divine power, is very condensed and long-lasting.

"The people of the Church of Light are crazy!" Phyllis shouted as she mended the void in the Fog of Death, "Throw stones into your own city!

The trebuchet is very powerful, and it is one of the great weapons to deal with the group's forces from a long distance, but the shortcomings are also very obvious. One of the biggest flaws is the odd difference in accuracy, the stone projectile will be distributed in a large angle of a fan, so trebuchets are usually used to bombard the city wall during the siege, or to block the opponent's dense attacking troops when defending the city, such a use in Scottic City, it is simply unheard of, it is the first of its kind. The trebuchet's stone projectiles did cause a lot of casualties to the Dark Knights concentrated in Shenghui Square, but the Temple of Light at the back of the square was also smashed.

As if to echo what Phyllis said, a stone bullet flew and smashed into the pillar in front of the gate of the Temple of Light, and with more than enough strength, it crashed into the entire wall with a thud. This became the straw that broke the camel's back, and the entire frame of the temple collapsed. The priests at the top of the terrace screamed and hid behind the Templars, but the Templars panicked and didn't know what to do. A roar drowned out all the noise, and the entire temple was reduced to ruins in the smoke and dust.

Phyllis looked back at the ruins of the Temple of Light and wondered if she had the potential to be a prophet too.

The northern gates of Scott City have long been taken by the griffin knights of the Dark Church, and they can get out of the city by rushing along the central avenue. As the Dark Knight retreated, the trebuchet's strike range shifted from Radiance Square to the Central Avenue. The length of the central avenue is hundreds of meters, and the range of trebuchets is much sparse in this straight line. But at the same time, the width limit makes it impossible to dodge, not to mention the gravel that shoots everywhere. Phyllis and Darko had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the Dark Knights as they poured down the Central Avenue towards the North Gate.

"If you knew it was so dangerous, you wouldn't have come here, Sylm, this bastard, and you won't tell me about the tactical arrangements. I thought I could find some more complete materials to refine an undead knight here!, but it didn't take long for me to start running for my life. Shame!" Phyllis was so depressed that she nagged as she ran for her life, "Damn, it only makes a decent skeleton, and it has no other use than to speak." ”

Phyllis glanced at Dakko in front of her, thinking that she must develop his surplus value when she returns, and make back the risk she took this time. Dakko felt a chill in his neck for no apparent reason, looked around, made sure there was no danger, and continued to flee for his life.

"There's a big bird smell here, come here!" Phyllis suddenly pulled Darko past and into the alley next to her.

After passing through the alley, I turned two more corners, and sure enough, there was a griffin of the Dark Church crouching in front of me. The griffin was covered in dust, with a scorch mark on its buttocks, and a tattered saddle on its back. It can be seen that its owner has probably been killed, and the griffin landed directly in the city.

Phyllis happily said, "Hey, Darko." We were lucky enough to have the big bird fly back without hurting its wings. You don't have a fear of heights, do you? It doesn't matter, I'll just use blackvision to make you can't see!"

The griffon, which could recognize the dark power fluctuations on Phyllis's body, screamed, and ran towards them. Halfway through the run, however, it suddenly stopped and looked at the roof next to it in horror.

Two white rays of light shone directly from the roof, shining on the black mist around Phyllis, and it was like pouring cold water into an oil pot, and it rang non-stop, the second-level light magic, the aurora beam! Phyllis's death fog was already consumed by the gravel along the way, and it dissipated after a short time after being irradiated by the white light. The white light with the intense power of light shone directly on Phyllis's face, and Darko was shocked and wanted to pounce. I saw that the earrings in Phyllis's left ear emitted a dark glow, forming a protective cover that firmly blocked the white light from the outside.

Phyllis was not frightened, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Just an intermediate magician, you want to hurt me too?"

Darko looked up, and the six figures on the roof had already jumped down at this time, and four people had jumped down, all of them were light warriors. The two magicians who were still on the roof saw that the Aurora Beam did not work, and they had already given up their attacks and began to chant incantations again, which was obviously more advanced magic.

Phyllis somehow conjured a magic wand, which was completely made of amputated vertebrae, like the body of a snake, twisted at the top into a neck stretched forward, and in front of the neck bone was a human skull, which looked very hideous. Phyllis blessed herself and Darko with a dark barrier and began to prepare for necromancy.

The leading Bright Warrior rushed over with a saga in his hand, "Little girl, there are a lot of good things, this time I can finally have some decent sacrifices." ”

"Three mid-level samurai, one high-level samurai. Darko found that he could identify the level of his enemies by the strength of his fighting spirit, but he didn't know who had taught him. Without thinking too much, he immediately swung his blade and went forward.

The two knives collided, and Dakko only felt a numb wrist, and the blade flew out of his hand, and he withdrew several steps before standing firmly. Seeing that the high-ranking samurai raised his sword and rushed towards Phyllis, Darko could only wave his fist in front of Phyllis.

The high-ranking samurai's sword failed to cut through Darko, but was blocked by several skeleton warriors who appeared next to him, and the other three mid-level samurai were also entangled in the mess of undead creatures, and they couldn't deal with it. Darko felt as if his surroundings had suddenly become crowded, and the undead were lined up to besiege the four warriors.

In addition to the largest number of skeleton warriors, there are also skeleton dogs, skeleton lizards, skeleton pigs, skeleton cows, skeleton deer, etc., these undead creatures are of average strength, but there are many of them, and they let out a ghostly cry wolf-like howl, surrounding the four light warriors in a single inch. At the same time, Phyllis's dark curse also fell on the four people in turn, and all three mid-level samurai were cursed, and only the high-level samurai was spared by his high magic resistance.

"How can there be so many undead creatures, and how high is her mana?" A mid-level samurai was accidentally bitten on the arm by a skeleton dog, and the wound was contaminated with the breath of the undead and immediately began to rot.

The light mage on the roof cast a light spell before shouting, "Hold on, we'll get rid of her right away." ”

Illumination is a first-level light magic, which belongs to a wide range of auxiliary magic, but when used at this time, it can rely on the light power in it to suppress the undead and create opportunities for the light warriors below.

Ball-shaped light bullets attacked Phyllis from all directions in arcs, three-level light magic, and large light bullet technique. Phyllis's dark barrier only blocked five light bullets before disappearing, but in an instant, another layer of dark barrier was released. Phyllis then spread her hands, and the nails of each finger turned jet-black, emitting streaks of gray mist. When the ball of light encounters the gray fog, its speed slows down, and then it is enveloped and melted by the gray fog. But there were also frequent bullets of light that slipped through the net and hit the dark barrier, gradually weakening her defenses. The two light mages on the roof also knew that this battle was difficult, and they both worked hard to release the light bullets.

Dark magic is already strong and weak, and at this time, Phyllis lost her first move in order to summon undead creatures to trap the Light Warrior, and she is one against two, and she has some difficulty parrying. Darko mingled in the pile of bones, taking in the situation in full view, and he saw that the two light mages on the roof were the key points of this battle. In the alley clogged with undead creatures, Darko retrieved the blade that had just fallen to the ground, and gradually moved under the house where the two light mages were standing, his back against a door, leaning back hard, and rushing up the stairs when he reached the building.

Leaning out of the skylight on the roof, Darko saw two light mages casting spells downstairs with their backs to him. Darko rushed forward and plunged the blade into the back of a mage's heart, who probably thought the roof was safe and didn't cast a defensive spell on himself, and was suddenly stabbed in the heart.

It was the first time Darko had killed someone since he came to this world, but he didn't have much emotional reaction, as if everything was supposed to be like this, and as if he had done it a thousand times. The slain mage turned back with the last of his strength and looked at Darko with incredible eyes, his pupils gradually dilated.

The mage next to him was shocked to find out that his companion had been attacked, and hurriedly reversed the direction of the attack, shooting the light bullet towards Darko. But Phyllis's reaction was even faster than him, and without the light bullet blocking it, the gray dead breath immediately wound towards the light mage layer by layer.

With the crackling sound of the big light bomb, Darko leaned back, but immediately regained his speed and continued to rush towards the other party. The light mage who was attacked on both sides was desperate to find that his light bullet hit the skeleton, which could only cause basic damage, and he couldn't see the suppressive effect of light magic on the undead, and was accidentally entangled by Phyllis's death breath for a while. Darko's ribs were broken by the bullets, and his skull was cracked, which fueled his ferocity even more, and he rushed towards the light mage who was injured by the gray mist, and the blade slashed deep into his heart.

"Well done! Phyllis gave a thumbs up to Darko on the roof, only to feel his mental fluctuations suddenly become panicked and anxious.

Phyllis also felt a killing intent approaching at this time, and subconsciously dodged to the side, and the sharp long knife cut through Phyllis's magic robe, bringing out a slip of blood.

It was the high-ranking Light Warrior who attacked Phyllis, who somehow broke through the encirclement of the undead. His body was also full of holes, and his wounds were full of life, but the expression on his face became more and more hideous, "My companions rushed out to cover me, and they were all killed by your skeletons. Burial of them, evil necromancer!" The Light Warrior sword slashed at Phyllis with it raised high, and the undead who were chasing after him were too late.

A scroll appeared in Phyllis's hand and was about to tear it open, but she suddenly noticed something and froze in her movements.

At the critical moment, Dakko jumped directly from the roof of the building, smashing the blade into the head of the Light Samurai with all his strength, but Dako's legs and leg bones were also broken into several knots by the momentum when they hit the ground.

Phyllis, ignoring the wound on her waist, jumped up at once, pounced on Dako, picked him up with all her might, and climbed onto the griffin. The griffin seemed to know that the situation was urgent, and after a few steps, it flew high into the air.

"Lord. Person. ”

"Shhhh ”

"Lord. Person. ”

"The reinforcements from the Temple of Light have arrived, and those few just now are the little ones who came from the eastern city wall, but fortunately the others didn't find us, hurry up and flee for their lives. ”

"Lord. Person. ”

"It doesn't matter if they catch up, your master and I still have a lot of big killing weapons that are useless, and we will definitely kill them. ”

"Lord. Person. I. No. Yes. Die. Target. ”

"Ahh

The light of the contract teleportation flashed, and Darko vanished into thin air with a puzzled expression.

Phyllis was furious, annoyed and angry, looking at the Scott City below more and more unpleasant, she took off the dark gray ring on the little finger of her right hand, and poured all her remaining mana into the ring in one go. With the infusion of mana, wisps of golden lines gradually appeared on the ring, and small spatial cracks gradually appeared in the center of the ring.

The ring is a door that communicates two permanent portals from different planes, which can be opened with enough mana.

"Hypocritical light, accept the baptism of the hell of the undead!" Phyllis threw the ring downward, and the ring immediately began to grow larger, because Phyllis had consumed a lot of mana in the previous battle, the mana injected into the gate of hell this time was not too much, but the ring was also expanded to a radius of more than ten meters before stopping.

The golden lines of the ring were already bright and dazzling, and then turned into nothingness and dimmed, and in its place a huge spatial channel took shape in the ring.

First came the fastest ghosts, undead knights, and soulbinders, then the largest number of skeleton warriors, mummies, zombies, and then the corpse king, corpse demons, and the ambushing night shadow, and finally the huge flesh-like abomination that wanted to squeeze out the portal, and it tried for a long time, and when it was about to succeed, the spatial passage disappeared with a bang, and only half of the abomination that was cut by space was left in the air, and its roar. Half of the abomination fell to the ground like a puddle of flesh, and the countless arms, torso, and skulls on its body recombined as the carrion swirled through it, and in a few moments it formed a new abomination, only more than half smaller than the one it had brought.

The spatial door shrunk back into a ring and returned to Phyllis's hand. Phyllis finally felt relieved, snorted, and flew north on the griffin.

The Church of Light garrison in Scott City found themselves in a place where strange undead creatures wreaked havoc throughout the city.

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