I always felt like something was leaving me, something that seemed important, but I couldn't remember what it was. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I've never been so sad as I am now, even when An Ling's soul was taken away by the God of Light, I was more angry than sad. But I seemed to forget that Skeletron was still standing on top of my body at this time, and my momentary distraction seemed to make him a little angry, so soon a large hole was opened in my sternum, and I came to my senses.

Skeletron gave Skeletron a look, and the countless undead breaths around him converged towards me, and in the blink of an eye, the wound on my chest actually returned to its original state, I never knew that the undead breath had such a powerful function. But this is not the right time for me to be in a daze, Skeletron saw that I hadn't attacked yet, and his body appeared beside me as soon as he moved.

Skeletron's barrage of attacks left me powerless, and this subtle attack turned out to be the one I had hit him before, and the combination and timing he used were many times higher than I don't know. All the attacks were swept through the sea of my soul, and the movements were so full of beauty, I had never found them so agile, so elegant, and even a feeling of enjoyment when I was attacked like this.

When this extreme beauty was at its limit, Skeletron landed a fist directly in front of my forehead, and the strong wind from it blew so strongly that my head had to bend backwards to counteract the impact.

At this moment, I woke up from a big dream, and looked at Skeletron blankly, it turned out that the strength I was proud of before was so poor, and I felt that my strength had already achieved a small amount before.

"The undead don't need feelings, although those things are the spiritual power of human beings, but they really don't apply to the undead, you are the test object of the reptile of the God of Light, he wants to use you, a half-human soul, to destroy the essence of the undead world, but unfortunately, he still miscalculated. I believe in the will of the undead, and I can destroy you directly when the contract appears, but I didn't! So, I hope you're a pure undead, though you may have feelings for such things.

Human magic is just a kind of power, although it is huge, but it is not pure power for a long time, just like the things you used before, it is like that when you use it to the extreme, in the end, it can be used to the extreme. But the path of the undead is different. I'll give you another option, and the other option looks like this. After Skeletron finished speaking, he let out a violent soul roar in the sky.

I didn't feel the slightest soul shock, but instead felt my soul resonate with my body in a moment of agitation into an incomparably smooth feeling, and at this time I heard the countless skeleton warriors below us let out an incomparably grand soul roar.

In this roar, my desire to fight suddenly became stronger, I looked at Skeletron in front of me, he was facing me at this time, I read the message of his soul flame to attack me, so I directly mobilized the strength of my whole body and rushed towards him.

All my strength and spirit were concentrated in my current punch, and the air around my fist twisted, and even the space slowly vibrated up. My body has been blessed and improved by Skeletron several times, and the current punch is basically impossible for me to do before. I have an immense message about this punch, and I firmly believe that this punch can give me some advantages.

But it's a pity that Skeletron is much stronger than I imagined, before my body can attack him, he stretched out his hand, and a transparent wall appeared directly on the wall of my fist, and my strength was directly interrupted at this moment.

Before I could react, Skeletron's face appeared in front of me, his head slammed into my forehead, and a sharp pain felt directly through my soul, and I could clearly feel that my forehead was knocked out of a depression at this moment.

Immediately after that, Skeletron's soul roar sounded directly in front of me, and in an instant, I lost my will.

When I came to my senses, there were countless souls flying around me above me, and I looked up and realized that these souls had flown into my body, but I didn't feel the slightest feeling. In the world of the undead, where did so many souls come from?

As all the souls melted into my body, my surroundings suddenly became clear, I was lying in front of the throne of Skeletron, surrounded by countless golden skeletons watching me, Burkitt, Callum and Anridanor were still standing there, one moment I had the feeling that I had slept here, but the next moment I knew that it couldn't be like this.

Whether it is soul or body, my current state is not comparable to the previous strength. In my opinion, Skeletron gave me more than just a gift.

I've never revered an undead from the bottom of my heart like I do now, and the old lich Grim Guston never felt that way for me. I got up, knelt down in front of Skeletron, and respectfully shouted, "My King."

Skeletron kept the posture of holding his head with one hand, without the slightest movement, but a voice came out of his mouth: "Get up, although I agree that you are an undead, but you are not pure enough after all, as an undead, there is no one I can give to you, so you don't have to call me king, I am not your king after all."

So I can't keep you here, your end is not here, after all, prophecy has the effect of prophecy, there must be something you need in the undead world, now in the name of my skeleton existence, banish you from the sea of bones of the undead, you will be forbidden to step into the sea of bones of the dead forever, and if you violate the order, the Golden Skull Guard will wipe you out from the source. ”

After Skeletron said this, the soul flame suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding golden skeletons surrounded us at this moment, directly separating us from Skeletron.

I slowly stood up, then saluted Skeletron and jumped off the platform with three silent undead who didn't know what they were thinking.

The battlefield below, which was still fighting, was now gone, and I asked Alidenor, who shook his head and said he didn't know what was going on. So I asked Burkitt and Callum again, and they looked at me and said, "Those warriors are the gifts that Skeletron has given you." ”