Black scale armor, strong limbs, small eyes, but full of ferocity and tyranny, it is more than ten meters long, the amount of food is amazing, and now there is a delicious food on his plate, how can he let it go?

But the food in front of it is a little small, but it makes it feel a little dangerous...... No matter! The swamp dragon crocodile, which was staring at the prey in front of it, suddenly moved, obviously its large body should be clumsy, but it was extremely fast, and it opened its bloody mouth to bite off the head of its prey-how could it not bite? Obviously, the food was under his mouth, but there seemed to be something invisible that stopped him, and the bite force of the swamp dragon crocodile was enough to bite the giant tree couldn't break through!

Bazzat sneered, annoying little bug, dare to attack this little ability? He has only suppressed part of his strength, and he is not completely abolished!

With a flick of his finger, a thick black mist covered the body of the swamp dragon crocodile, and the thick leather armor of the swamp dragon crocodile made a sizzling bubble sound, and it was unbearably painful by the fog with strong corrosive ability.

With a roar, the swamp dragon crocodile gave up attacking with its mouth, and flicked its tail, which occupied about half of its length, with an astonishing speed and amazing humanity, if the attack was real, even a strong warrior would be crippled if he did not die, but Bazat did not dodge.

Compared to the figure of the swamp dragon crocodile, he looks very petite, but with a slight grip on the white and slender palm, the tail of the swamp dragon crocodile can no longer move, and he is caught deadly!

It's like a child lifting an adult! Bazzat didn't think there was anything wrong, smiled lightly, and actually threw the swamp dragon crocodile out! This time there were countless mud spots. Bazzat was a little annoyed, and simply threw a bone spear, which directly pierced the swamp dragon crocodile's eye, messing with its brain.

The swamp dragon crocodile was originally the overlord of this swamp, and many of his kind were eaten by him as food, who would have thought that it would be solved by a small food trick? After struggling for a moment, it was lifeless, and what was even more terrifying was that after it died, the corrosive magic that Bazart had attached to it at the beginning did not fail, just a few minutes. All that was left of the huge body was a pile of bones.

And that black mist after eating all the flesh. It flew back slowly, and Bazzat took it back into his body as usual, and his face showed an intoxicating affection, a vigorous and evil vitality. That's what makes it delicious. Even better than those out there. Is it because the original inhabitants here are a little special?

Grabbing a frightened water snake that wanted to escape, Bazzat studied it for a moment, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. I didn't expect ...... God help me!

It is worthy of the land of miracles, this is originally the remains of the battlefield of the war of the gods, every land has been destroyed and infected by flesh and blood, the environment has changed greatly, and the energy is furious but also abundant, which has led to the aborigines who can survive are slowly mutating. You must know that every one of those races that died here is strong, and their flesh and blood are naturally rich in energy and extremely nourishing!

If it weren't for the strange laws here, suppressing everyone's strength, this swamp dragon crocodile would never die so easily, maybe it would have the strength of eight or nine levels as soon as it went out! It's a blessed place for necromancers! Especially the original animals here, they only know that with the power of the flesh, their sanity is so badly blinded that they can't awaken the bloodline inheritance at all, and they look powerful, but it is too easy to deal with for a strong person like him.

Bazzat was even more excited, and simply took out the magic wand from the spatial ring - he didn't need to use this kind of thing outside, but in it, he could only use the magic power that level five should have, even if his level five was much stronger than the average level five, it was not enough, and he could only use tools.

What is the best feature of Necromancer?

An army of the undead!

Is there a better place to make undead warriors than here? There are unwilling souls everywhere, skeletons with excellent qualifications, and even the flesh and blood of the aborigines are delicious!

In the face of such temptation, Bazzat even decided to put Avril aside for the time being, anyway, such a disobedient little guy can't run away, and it would be good for you to live a little longer. Do you really think I don't know what you're up to?

Thinking that everyone here is level five, and you can stand on the same level as me? Naive! There is also a difference between level 5 and level 5, and the teacher will give you a good lesson in a few days, and this is also the last lesson......

Stretching his waist, Bazart was in a very good mood, but his blue eyes had already changed color, and they were so deep that he couldn't look at them directly.

I saw him raise his magic wand high, his red lips opened lightly, and complex magic spells poured out, his voice was low and pleasant, which was addictive, but after a long time, he would feel a trace of coldness spread from the soles of his feet, and gradually, even his soul would begin to tremble.

The black mist began to spread around him, mixed with the cry of the soul, tumbling forward, countless souls looming with their teeth and claws, longing for new companions, and the black mist passed, the living beings wailed, and the flesh and blood were corrupted, but there was nowhere to escape......

Immediately afterward, the inside of the swamp began to churn as well.

Like boiling hot water, the swamp gurgled and bubbled, but what rolled up was a piece of white bones, some whole, some broken, complete stepping on the broken bones, crawling out little by little, regardless of whether the bones under their bodies were trampled and broken, they did not distinguish between races, ages, men and women, and there was only a hole left in the place where the eyes were originally located.

By the time there were enough bones, Bazzat's face was already a little pale.

Even with the bonus of a top-level magic wand and the constant nourishment of flesh and blood, it's still a bit reluctant, but these are enough.

Bazzat changed the spell.

This time, he summoned spirits.

Soon, the soul found its home, the green of the forest was cold, but it lit the soul fire of the remains, and now, they can manipulate their bodies, although this body only has bones, although their souls only have obsessions, but they, after all, are "alive".

Carefully counting his army of the undead, Bazaat raised an eyebrow.

His identity as a necromancer is not used much, plus the main energy is focused on soul and body experiments, there is indeed no huge army of undead, and even the subordinates summoned from hell are only less than a thousand, the key is that they can't be summoned here, and the batch of troops that are now pulled out are good, but the quality is not too high, and there should be more materials in the center of here......

Then expand while walking, and go to my disobedient apprentice, Avril, you must take this gift that the teacher has prepared for you...... (To be continued.) )