"Interesting, can you communicate?"

The information of the Necromantic Wyvern appeared in Luen's mind, but there was no information about the necromancer, so he touched his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly shouted loudly.

In the previous quest, the people he met were actually similar to the real ones, with their own minds and ideas, and they could communicate without barriers, and Lu En wanted to see if he could get something out of the mouth of this necromancer.

The main reason is that the other party will die too quickly in a fight, and there will be no opportunity to ask at that time.

"If you want to ask for mercy, it's too late, you killed my servant, I will make you my new servant after you die, and let you serve me!"

A hoarse, jerky voice fell from above, the necromancer seemed to have not spoken in a long time, sounding like rusty machine friction, more of an eerie curse than communicating with Lune.

And after the words fell, the necromancer did not make the mistake of the villain dying from talking too much, and directly waved his hand, and several slender bone spears fell from the sky with the sound of whistling wind!

Perhaps knowing that Lu En couldn't be helpless in this way, followed by the bone spear, the huge body of the Necromantic Wyvern swooped down silently, and a pair of gray eyes were aimed at Lu En's figure.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a master, people don't talk much, and they just do it when they meet!

Lu En regretted that his mouth cannon skill had failed before it could be used, so he could only wave his hand, and the blood rope technique suspended above his head jumped out like a long snake, entangled the bone spear that fell from the sky, and successfully carried it crookedly, landing on the other side.

Bang!

However, the bone spear itself was to attract attention, and the huge body of the necromantic wyvern smashed down like a meteorite, and the shadow cast instantly covered Lu En's figure, and the two sharp claws tore straight at him.

This situation is no less than a minibus directly aimed at you from the sky and smashed down, and people with a little worse mental quality are afraid that their feet are weak at the moment, but in Luen's career, they can't even rank in the top ten.

But fearlessness is one thing, how to deal with it is another, if it weren't for the influence of the rules of this world, Lu En could now grow a pair of wings, and then take off the necromancer's head in a second, but among the dozen or so spells of the blood mage, there is no ability to make him fly.

Therefore, Lu En could only choose to retreat quickly the moment the Necromantic Wyvern fell, and dodged this fatal blow!

Click!

Even so, the claws of the Necromantic Wyvern grazed his body, and the blood shield covering his body didn't hold on for even a second, it shattered into countless pieces and splattered, and at the same time, it also turned Luen's active retreat into a passive projectile.

Boom!

The necromancer's claws scratched two large pits in the ground, and the necromancer riding around his neck watched with satisfaction as Luen's figure flew out, a dry laugh coming out of his throat.

However, his night-owl laughter came to an abrupt end as soon as he saw that Lu En did not directly lose the ability to fight as he thought, but stood firmly on the ground, and looked at him with a frown.

That kind of gaze is like the feeling of a person seeing a caterpillar covered in thorns and being stabbed unexpectedly.

The necromancer hates the look in his eyes, and he also hates the fact that the unexpected happens.

The most suitable battlefield for blood mages is a place with a lot of people, because blood will strengthen their abilities, and this is the home of the necromancer, he took most of his minions to hunt down this blood mage, although the minions suffered heavy losses, but also consumed most of the blood mage's magic power, so the necromancer was sure that Lu En could no longer have the strength to resist.

He should have been killed outright in the attack just now, not unscathed.

Although they are outliers among mages, necromancers also possess sophisticated thinking and calculating abilities, and their favorite combat situation is that everything is under control, all developments go according to their expectations, and the most annoying thing is accidents!

Bang Bang!

Out of the mage's instinct, the necromancer first summoned two sturdy bone shields for himself, and then struck the head of the necromantic wyvern with his bone staff.

"Kill him and put an end to this!"

Knock knock!

The dead wyvern naturally couldn't respond to him with a ferocious roar, but silently spread its wings, then moved its feet and slammed directly into Luen, grinning its big mouth full of fangs, and stepping on the ground one after another.

"Hey, good time!"

Lu moved his fingers, then pointed, and a blood-colored bubble of light appeared on his shoulder.

Bloodlight!

- A low-level support spell that provides some non-mainstream light.

"Let me tell you what the right mage should look like!"

The corners of Luen's mouth grinned slightly, and he shook his shoulders and neck, making a clicking sound of bone joints rubbing, and then several spiral-shaped blood spears floated in his hand and were grabbed by him with one hand.

Boom!

The moment he grabbed the blood spear, his body had already moved, and his body leaned forward like a predatory cheetah, his muscles tensed, squeezing every fiber, and providing a strong momentum, taking the initiative to meet the necromantic wyvern.

One large and one small, one strong and one weak, one is a huge undead creature and the other is a fragile mage, the contrast is particularly stark.

"Look for death!"

In the face of this blood-boiling scene, the necromancer's heart did not fluctuate, and looking at Lu En's gaze, it was already like looking at a dead person.

Roar!

The remnants of the beastly nature of the Necromantic Wyvern seemed to be stimulated, and in the face of Lu En, who took the initiative to usher in it, he opened his big mouth, exuding some kind of rotten aura, and then lowered his head at an extremely fast speed and bit down!

Rumble!

However, as soon as it fell, all that filled his mouth was black sand, and long before the Necromantic Wyvern bowed his head, Lu En had already jumped to the side in anticipation, and then his legs were like springs, and he jumped up directly.

Just as the flying dragon lowered his head and the height of the necromancer on his neck, at this moment, he was parallel to Lu En, and it was at this moment that Lu En threw out the spiral blood spear he was holding tightly in his hand!

Swish!

The blood spear pulled a red streamer in the air, but the necromancer didn't make the slightest move, but looked at Lu En who was leaping high with a clown-like gaze.

Click!

A floating blood shield blocked in front of him, completely blocking the menacing blood spear and directly shattering it into a cloud of blood slag.

At this time, the necromancer's gaze was filled with a sense of intellectual superiority, until he found that Lu En was looking at him, and the same was true.

Woohoo!

At this moment, Luen's arms seemed to split into four, and then strangely merged into one, like the slow motion of a movie, and in the eyes of the necromancer, it was full of a sense of absurdity that seemed to be slow and fast.

Click!

The first blood spear, which also slammed into the bone shield, shattered into slag.

Cha!

The same is true for the second one, but fine cracks suddenly appear on the blocking bone shield.

Boom!

Without any respite, the third blood spear followed, becoming the last straw, and the cracked bone shield was finally overwhelmed and burst open at the same time as the blood spear!

A hint of panic finally appeared in the necromancer's eyes, and he was about to mobilize another floating bone shield, but even faster than his thoughts was the fourth spiral blood spear that broke through the air!

Boom!

Lu En finally fell from the sky, firmly stepping on the ground, and at the same time he fell, there was a dry corpse with a burst skull, which fell softly on the sand, and a small amount of black liquid flowed from the neck.

And the necromantic wyvern, who had just raised his head, seemed to have pressed the pause button, and the gloom in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and he stood in front of Lu En in a daze, without any sound.

"A real mage never needs one light spell to suffice!"

Lu En snapped his fingers, canceled the blood light spell on his shoulder, and opened his mouth.