One is a large humanoid skeleton with fangs and claws, and a leopard's head. Even if it is shrunk in the coffin of the dead, there is a feeling of towering into the sky and standing up to the sky.

In another sarcophagus, it was a very different picture. Not a skeleton, but a corpse.

The body of the blonde girl slept among the flowers, her eyes closed. On her back, she has a pair of butterfly-like wings, and pointed ears indicate her identity.

The head of the biology department, who had studied all the species on the continent, recognized the two corpses, the Beamon Behemoth, and the Elven Royalty. Coupled with that bone dragon, after any race knows about it, this necromancer will be hunted down by it to the ends of the earth.

Some people even think that this is the reason why a saint-level mage is unknown on the mainland.

But in fact, no, thousands of years ago, he was also one of the ten holy magisters of mankind.

However, it is precisely because of these things that he has even turned a human kingdom into a tomb of bones, resulting in the inability to stand in this world. The title of the Ten Holy Magiors was also stripped from him.

became the third Holy Magister in human history to be stripped of his title.

The undead aura continued to pour into the two corpses, but they did not move in the slightest.

"What's going on?" Nicholas was asked, as every move of this kind of thing would cause great harm to the academy and their lives.

They don't want to die.

"It should be that the undead qi is not enough, and it is not as easy as you think to train an undead creature. Looking at the dense army of corpses and bones here, several of them have reached the fourth level or above.

What's more, the Bone Dragon, the Beamon Behemoth, and the Elven Royal Family may all be Saint-level existences in front of them. Even if one-tenth of his strength after resurrection is level eight, he obviously wants to restore his full strength before his death, and his wish is too great. ”

Before everyone's hearts calmed down, the Black Tower, the director of the dark play, and the ninth-level Great Demon Master, said: "So, the other party doesn't need all his strength to be resurrected temporarily?"

Nicholas thought for a moment and nodded.

Okay, the heart that I just put down is brought up again.

"Hurry up, evacuate the students, abandon the defense of the gates. Blacktower said that he didn't think that dragons would pay attention to the ants at their feet when they fought, even if they were on the same side as them.

But as the tutors of the Academy of Magic, they have to have this responsibility and responsibility.

Nicholas agreed, thinking that he didn't have any students here, so he ran away first. He shouldered the responsibility of revitalizing the undead department, how could he die here.

Speaking of which, if Qin Ming was here, he would just slap him in the face. Where are these mentors and whatever?

Qin Ming, who was above the palace, suddenly snorted and touched his nose.

"What's wrong?" the Pope asked, and in their realm, then things all mean different things.

The existence that made the Pope sneeze may be that the Grand Wizard of the Dark Curia cursed her to the Demon God by the way when he sacrificed to the gods.

"Well, the Pope, that bitch. This year I have delivered your sacrifice to the Holy See, and have burned my skin and your people with the light. Let's see if you're going to send her to Hell for a three-day trip or something. ”

Qin Ming waved his hand: "It's okay, where did we just go?" Miracles right, the Holy See in Diminor will always have a holy light from heaven, and you don't need to wear clothes to lecture on it, right?" ”

The Pope thought otherwise, but it seemed that no one dared to look up at it standing there, unclothed or undressed, and it was not wrong to say so.

He had no choice but to follow Qin Ming's train of thought and nodded.

"But we're not talking about this, it's a miracle, the Lord is God, believe in the Lord, the Lord can ......"

......

The Undead Monarch hadn't intended to do so, and Frank's arrival was unexpected. If he hadn't just gotten something like this, he would have thought about it.

However, he now has the dead and never rests.

Most of the relics of the Creation God are hardly useful to the Holy Order, and the same is true for ordinary people to obtain the eternal peace of the dead.

But that's because the power in this thing is strong enough that they can't control it. And falling into the hands of a saint-level magician who complements each other can emit different fireworks.

The eyeball glowed a faint green in his hand, the last time it flickered. The bones of half of the woodland kingdom crawled out of the ground. And he only had two.

The elven princess, with her eyes closed, opened her eyes, and her golden pupils were dyed with a layer of green light, turning into an emerald color, and gold threads were inlaid around it.

If you use a work of art, this is the most perfect jade product in the world.

The Beamon Behemoth opened its eyes, and the black qi in the void eye skeleton was surging, and a pair of yellow-green beast eyes were full of violent murderous aura.

The undead aura continued to gather, causing him to grow flesh and blood, and the bone dragon was revived again.

"The same gap, you really don't learn to be good. Friends. The King of the Dead smirked.

"The same gap, where is this the same as last time?" asked Frank, opening his mouth, and a series of wonderful incantations came out of his mouth, stumbling and undulating like a combination of storms and stormy waves on the sea.

Majestic and beautiful, dragon language magic. This time, the Undead Monarch didn't have the means to limit this, and Frank was always good at magic in terms of vindictiveness and magic.

The fighting spirit still reached the holy level because he entered the dragon king level.

Level 10 dragon language magic, the purification of the dragon god. A white light emanated from Frank's body and spread out, and as soon as the bone dragon came into contact with the light, it died in glory.

In the end, the imprisoned dragon soul glanced at Frank and disappeared into the clouds.

The same is true of the Beamon Behemoth, but he is not a dragon, and he is not so lucky, he has only been banished from this sacred realm. Only the elven princess, the butterfly wings behind her glow, protect herself.

A large number of undead soldiers have all turned into white bones that should have turned into them at this moment. The Undead Monarch looked at Frank.

"So you took that step. Without saying a word, he opened the gates of hell and plunged inside.

Frank opened his mouth, and white light converged in his mouth. For his mouth shape, it's just right.

The breath of the Platinum Dragon King, a pillar of light passed through the gates of hell. The black phantom vanished under the dragon's breath. Straight into the depths of hell.

"One day, I'll make you ruined. Frank's voice echoed through the valley of hell.

A delicate crystal coffin emerges from the earth, and a skeleton emerges from the coffin. Looking up at the oncoming dragon's breath, the black qi continued to surge and finally disappeared into the void with the dragon's breath. 、

He looked at the gates of hell that had disappeared from the sky. Look at Frank's dragon pupils until the gates of hell close.

(End of chapter)

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