Chapter 721: A Sword Was a Million Teachers!
It's over!
Whether it was a necromancer with an expressionless face but a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, or an unknown blood mage hidden in the shadows, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart when he saw Lu En being overwhelmed by the undead servants, and sentenced Lu En to death in his heart.
The mages of this world can use magic to cast all kinds of incredible spells, so as to obtain power beyond ordinary people, but magic is not the so-called fighting spirit, it does not strengthen the mage's body, and there are even great side effects, just like a necromancer like the living dead.
Some mages use spells to enhance their bodies, but at best they are only stronger than normal people, and not to the point of being outrageous.
In the minds of necromancers, once surrounded by their own minions, even if they are missionary-level blood mages, it is absolutely impossible to struggle out, mages are not warriors, and in their battles, distance is crucial.
"I thought he had some hole cards, but I didn't expect him to be a fool, do you still expect other blood mages to save him?"
The necromancer held the bone staff and looked condescendingly at the center surrounded by his minions, a little scarlet light loomed, and his heart was unconsciously relaxed, the attack that he thought would require great effort and price was actually successful like this?
The answer, of course, is no!
"Blood Flame!"
A calm voice suddenly passed through the layers of obstacles and entered the necromancer's ears, and then right in front of his eyes, the seemingly shaky light suddenly expanded rapidly, and then boomed, and it burned!
Click!
The scarlet flames like water overflowed around Luen, and the irritable spell recognized as difficult to manipulate among the blood mages was as well-behaved as a cat in Luen's hands, forming a closed ring layer by layer, and finally exploded with a soft cry from Luen!
The compressed blood flames in the ring completely spread out in a violent way, forming a raging flame storm centered on Luen, and a violent shockwave erupted, instantly crushing dozens of skeleton warriors around them into slag.
Da-da-da-da!
But it was not only the weakest skeleton warrior who besieged Luen, but suddenly several black shadows passed through the flames, carrying incomparable charging power, and slammed straight towards Luen, which was simply unstoppable!
Death Knight, charge!
"Carving insect skills!"
Lu En even had time to relax, looked at the necromancer with a surprised face, and then with a flick of his wrist, a half-human-high blood-colored greatsword appeared in his hand.
Thanks to this time of collecting, and with Skynet's help, he now lacks nothing in his arsenal of spells, and all kinds of spells are available.
"Blood Swordsmanship!"
Compressing magic into an indestructible sword that works wonders against necromancer's minions, created by a blood mage who was once a warrior, and the end result is predictable.
Bang!
Lu En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard the sound of blood flowing from his body, as if it was stirring in the great river, surging, and everywhere he passed, it provided every inch of muscle with incomparably powerful power.
"Bloodburn!"
A spell used by blood mages to torture ordinary people, it can make them feel the pain of burning blood, but on the other hand, it can also greatly stimulate the potential of the human body, at the cost of their own lives, of course.
However, in Luen's manipulation, the effect of the blood burning technique is just stuck on the boundary of strengthening the body without damaging it, and the specific effect is like an adrenaline injection.
It's a long story, it only took a moment for Lu to cast these two spells on himself, and it only took a moment for the charging Death Knight to do so!
Swish!
Like a soft willow swaying in the wind, or like a trickle flowing through the gaps between the pebbles, Luen's figure disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant, replaced by a silky curve in the air, which seemed to tell the truth that the world had never understood.
It is the perfect combination of strength and skill, different from the mage's pry rules to attract power, which is completely derived from the inner power of a life!
The pinnacle of ordinary skills can be called extraordinary?
Luan said, yes.
His figure emerged from behind the Death Knight again, his arm lowered, the tip of his sword falling to the ground, and then exhaled softly.
Boom!
Bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Behind him, the eyes of the several Death Knights who charged through still retained an indescribable shock, as if a new door had been pushed open before their eyes, and then they all shook, and they fell to the ground with men and horses, completely dead.
This terrifying scene seemed to stop even the battlefield for a moment, and all eyes were focused on one person.
It's my turn!
It was a strange feeling, it was clear that Lu En didn't say anything, but after looking at him, the necromancer understood the meaning in his eyes, and then his heart was in crisis, and he erupted into a crazy roar:
Kill him!
Fortunately, the undead minions will not be afraid, they are not afraid of death, otherwise whether they still have the courage to attack Lu En is another matter, in short, with the necromancer's orders, the morale of these undead has not been hindered in the slightest.
Click!
The bones rubbed, and before the skeleton warrior who pounced on him could get closer, his head flew out directly, screaming and swooping down from the air, and gently colliding with the lingering sword net, and when he landed, he turned over and shattered his bones, and his tattered long skirt was like a flying butterfly.
Lu En took a sword step by step, in a fierce battlefield, surrounded by attacking undead minions on all sides, but it gave people the feeling of a leisurely stroll, easily opened up a path outward, no undead in front of him, could not block the random sword, can only watch him easily break through.
Then, with a slow, fast, shrinking step, he walked towards the necromancer riding the Necromantic Dragon.
One step, one third!
Another step, half the distance!
At this moment, the necromancer finally moved, but instead of attacking, he manipulated the Earth Walking Dragon and quickly retreated.
He's scared!
The necromancer dared to swear that he had never encountered such a strange situation after living for so many years, and the blood mage in front of him had simply broken through his solid three views and formed an unprecedented panic.
Although necromancers lack feelings, some emotions are stronger than when they are humans, don't think that if you deal with the undead often, they will not be afraid of death, in fact, necromancers are more afraid of death than ordinary people!
Of course, for Luen, don't you think it's too late to think about escaping now?
No one could see his movements clearly, because in this world, there was no one like him, who could perfectly combine power and law, and after only two breaths, he appeared behind him at the moment when the necromancer turned his head in horror.
Within five steps, everyone is the enemy country!
The necromancer didn't know that this sentence was spread in another world, but at the moment when his head flew up and his consciousness disappeared, he felt the violent beauty that was completely different from the spell.
Calm and reckless, crazy and indifferent, these completely opposite qualities are all concentrated in one person.
"Dead...... Don't be wronged......"
At the last moment, the necromancer thought.