"Only the members of the elite group on the second floor are left alive downstairs?!"

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Zhou Xuan nodded, Rao is that after hearing the man say the news, his mouth was also open for a long time before closing. Then he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Even if His Excellency Rhodes is invincible in the embers, the elite group with an average strength above and below Li Huo will not be killed by one person." ”

"A lone necromancer probably can't do that." As a spellcaster, Cang Yuan better understood how Rhodes did it: "But if you add a skeleton army whose strength is not inferior to that of the Ember Trialists, then it may not be. With Necromancer's AoE Curse and Necromancer, with proper command and tactics, it's easy to do. ”

After a pause, Cang Yuan's eyes became more and more solemn: "And not every necromancer is like Lord Rhodes, who can use his profession to represent his title in the same rank. It can be said that among the Ember level trialists, the title of necromancer symbolizes Lord Rhodes. This not only shows that he has a high combat ability, but also has a fairly deep professional attainment, and it can be said that his strength is far beyond the range that can be expressed by the current spatial level. ”

Zhou Xuan opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment before he spoke: "Okay, okay, I really met a master today, I hope Brother Mojun can talk to him, lest this Excellency turn the spearhead to his own people." ”

Not far away, Rod and Mo Jun stood by the railing of the cloister, looking over the empty outer hall of the palace.

"Show me what you're capable of."

A cold, indifferent male voice that didn't seem to be filled with a trace of emotion sounded, and Rhodes stretched out his pale and slender fingers and knocked on the railing made of ice. His gaze looked at Mo Jun, who seemed to have a commanding tone, but Mo Jun saw respect and request in Rod's narrow eyes.

"Which ability?" Mo Jun whispered tentatively, what Rhodes said was quite vague, Ink Flame White Frost was his ability, and Shadow Step was also his ability.

"Flames." Rod added: "White." ”

Without further words, the Reconstructed Flame White Frost immediately ignited between the two of them, and the dancing cold flames reflected Rod's handsome face even paler, and the necromancer reached out and reached into the white frost flame in the low voice of the Ink Monarch. Fortunately, although the Refactoring Flame exists in the form of a flame, it does not have the same temperature as a regular flame, of course, with Rhodes's strength, he is naturally not afraid of the scorching of the natural flame.

The palm that was deep in the hoarfrost first stood still, felt the general situation of the flames, and then began to stir slightly, and the slender fingers continued to move as if kneading plasticine, but Mo Jun could feel a cold and stagnant force twisting and deforming in the hoarfrost, it was Rod who wrapped his palm with death energy to feel the specific situation of the hoarfrost. Seeing this, Mo Jun couldn't help but say, "If you want to know the specific effect of this hoarfrost, I can help you." ”

"You feel free." When Rod heard this, he withdrew his palm, dissipated the cold energy that surrounded his palm, and looked at Mo Jun quietly. The latter nodded, and the other hand ignited a flame of deconstruction, one end of the black flame attached to the white frost, and the other end was controlled by Mo Jun in his hand.

"Don't resist, feel the message in the flames."

Rhodes didn't react, just watched Mo Jun "stick" the other end of the ink flame on his forehead, and then the necromancer was shocked, as if he had received some stimulus, and closed his eyes, but all the undead mana did not move, this skill of controlling the flow of his own energy was admired by Mo Jun, and secretly said It would be good if the vitality could be retracted and released freely like this.

Mo Jun's move is not a trick, this deconstruction flame can roughly collect the information of the decomposed things, turn it into an information chain and send it back to Mo Jun, and for the external image of the homologous twins, this information analysis ability is even more detailed, but this deconstruction flame has never been used by outsiders, so Mo Jun does not know if this will work, but from the state of the necromancer at this time, it seems to have achieved the ideal effect.

After a while, Rod opened his eyes, wiped the ink flame from his forehead, and said lightly: "I will lend you the white frost." ”

"If you need it, just say it." Mo Jun was curious, he wanted to know what the strong man in front of him was going to do with his white frost.

"The elite group guarding the second floor is led by Igor, and he has a domain skill that can make the existence of creatures judged to be evil within the range hit by the Holy Light." Rhodes put his hands behind his back, looked downstairs and said, "I need you to condense all the bones into armor with hoarfrost, but it can't affect normal activities." ”

Condensing the flame into armor, and it can't affect normal activities? Mo Jun couldn't help but be speechless, this kind of whimsical idea seemed ridiculous, but it was an effective way to solve the Holy Light Strike, but for himself, it was a technical work and a hard work. There were nearly twenty skeletons summoned by Rhodes, and each skeleton was of a different size, which meant that Mo Jun had to make a new armor style for each skeleton, which was a draining task just thinking about it.

"It can take a long time." Mo Jun finally took over this task, after all, the people had already swept away the three-story elite group, and he should do something: "I will trouble you to guard it during this period." ”

"It doesn't matter." Seeing that Mojun agreed, Rhodes commanded the skeleton legions to come over and line up one by one, standing in place with their heads held high like soldiers under review. Such a command of the order and prohibition made Mo Jun surprised, and then raised the white frost and ice flame and stepped forward to tailor them one by one, and Rhodes sat and meditated on the side, protecting it like a bodhisattva, and the people who were resting not far away did not dare to make a loud noise, but there were still small jokes between girls echoing in the palace in a low voice, adding a little vitality to this place that was more like an ice tomb.

Time passed, and the snowflakes still drifted in all corners of the palace, covering the sleepers with a thin white quilt.

...

He Ming's face was quite ugly, and in just a few encounters, he had damaged three spirit swords of good quality, and the mental backlash caused by the fall of the spirit sword made him temporarily unable to use any skills. And that Tu Yi's appearance was even more miserable, in order to shoot down He Ming's spirit sword, he did not hesitate to use some kind of blood refining secret technique at the cost of one arm to trap the spirit sword, and then break it one by one. Because Tu Yi knew that He Daoren wore a total of four spirit swords, each spirit sword was tied to his mind, and it was varied and powerful to use, and it was even more capable of forming a rather difficult sword formation in twos and threes, so he took advantage of the fact that He Daoren was in battle to defeat the enemy and directly cut off his weapon to see how he still showed his cultivation.

Count him ruthless! He Ming scolded secretly, and immediately shouted: "If you have a grudge with that guy called Mo Jun, you don't have to slaughter all the trialists, I will find him with you." ”

"It's late." Tu Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered: "Everyone here has seen my actions of casting the Blood Demon Disintegration Secret Codex, in order to prevent anyone from leaking the news, none of you can stay." ”

Seeing that the communication could not be achieved, He Daoren snorted coldly and then sacrificed the last spirit sword, this spirit sword was the last one left, but this time it was not sacrificed to kill the enemy, but He Ming wanted to escape with its imperial sword!

The figure of the cyan robe was quickly lost in the palace, Tu Yi didn't stop it, in fact, he couldn't stop He Ming, who wanted to escape, with his speed, when he was suppressed by the enchantment. Then Tu Yi took a heavy step, startling the stunned surviving trialists, and then a trace of despair appeared on their faces - it was not that no one begged for mercy, but that those who begged for mercy had turned into dried corpses on the ground, which made them completely lose their minds about survival.

But one of them didn't give up, this was a summoner trialist wearing a magic robe and surrounded by many elemental life summoning beasts. I saw him walk out of the crowd in a hurry, and then plopped and knelt directly on the bone-chilling ice ground, Tu Yi just wanted to pick up this trialist who didn't know whether to live or die and use the secret book technique to absorb the essence of flesh and blood, but the trialist who knelt on the ground yelled in a hurry, making Tu Yi give up this idea.

"I know where that man named Mojun is!"

"Oh?" Tu Yi took a step forward and directly brought the trialist in front of him like a chicken, his voice was low as if he was suppressing a wild beast: "If I knew you were lying, you would only die more painfully than them." ”

"I'm not lying, I've fought with that guy named Mojun!" The trialist who was picked up had snot and tears on his face mixed together, but what he said next made Tu Yi's body shake.

"He may have a golden epic item on him! I saw it with my own eyes! ”

"Very well, little one." Tu Yi, who was the size of two trialists in front of him, put down the person in his hand, and then said, "What is your name." ”

"I... I—" The trialist who was lucky enough not to die gasped, his eyes full of the gambler's madness after he had won.

"My name is Lu Hao."

...

After the last skeleton was also equipped with armor made of hoarfrost, Mo Jun sat directly on the ice and couldn't move. In the previous few hours, he had worked hard to put a layer of armor on the outside of each skeleton shelf, and the loss of vitality was quite serious, and only now did he have time to recover his depleted vitality and spiritual power. At this time, Sakura Ci, who had not appeared for a long time, walked out of the demon space and set up a reclining chair for Mojun to rest.

"Your wife?"

Mo Jun was enjoying the shoulder massage of the little maid, when a stiff but not very cold male voice suddenly came from his side. When he turned his head, he realized that Rhodes had also finished meditating, and came to his side after examining the hoarfrost armor on the skeleton.

The little maid trembled when she heard this, blushed, and replied preemptively, "I am just a servant of the master." ”

After receiving the reply, Rod glanced at the flame and Lu Baifei who were looking here in the distance, with a strange expression. Seeing this, Mo Jun didn't know that this necromancer had misunderstood him, but this kind of thing could not be clarified by explaining two sentences, not to mention that it was very likely to become more and more black, so he didn't make an excuse and simply turned the topic to the combat aspect.

"The hoarfrost on these skeletons can last for about four hours under normal conditions." Mo Jun said to Rhodes, "But if you fight fiercely, it will disappear in a quarter of an hour because there is no flame replenishment. ”

"That's enough." Rod nodded, patted Mo Jun on the shoulder for the first time, and said indifferently: "I will always be in your team until I reach the place where the warband beacon is deployed." ”

"Uh-huh?!" Mo Jun nodded subconsciously, and then understood what Rod said, and was immediately overjoyed: "That's really great news, with your help, I guess I don't have the strength to fight in the face of Tu Yi and the Wind Demon Monarch!" ”

Rhodes nodded, noncommittal to what Mo Jun said: "Gather your team members and clean up the enemies outside the palace first." ”

"No problem." Mo Jun laughed and turned to leave.

At this point, the prey really shows its fangs.