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Chapter 376: The Purple Peony That Was Remembered

The frenzied attacks of thousands of headless horsemen could not stop their gradual demise.

Countless headless horsemen resemble translucent amber, densely surrounding their master in the middle. Through the translucent bodies of the wraiths and the smoke that was constantly emitted by the white flames, Lin An and Sidney could almost clearly see the frightened and vicious expression of the last necromancer.

"Damn Terran mage!"

Compared to Lin An, who purified his countless men with the Torch of Hope and forced him to be hunted down without resistance, the necromancer seemed to hate Sidney even more, perhaps because he saw the high-level undead undead released by the Book of the Dead with his own eyes, and snorted the undead minions he commanded like Sahuan.

Sidney snorted coldly, and the undead knight behind him, under the leadership of the leader, silently surrounded the few remaining enemies in the residence with a faint blue flame, and the screaming resentful spirits on the verge of promotion in the void above let out a smug grin, and the eerie echo "Ripple", if it weren't for Sidney's restraint, seeing so many screaming resentful spirits of the same kind, they would have pounced long ago.

But even so, the suppression of the rank of the high-level undead still made the remaining hundreds of headless horsemen tremble, and even the attack power of trying to break through dropped by a few points, and the surrounded necromancer roared again and again, still unable to prevent the "amber" that surrounded him from being peeled off quickly and orderly like the skin of an onion.

This group of undead is the capital to increase their strength, and with Sidney taking over, Lin An has already put away the torch of hope and watched Sidney drive the undead to harvest the soul fire.

"Sidney, the way you command the undead is becoming more and more artistic."

The low and elegant female voice came from Lin An's mouth, and she seemed to have won the battle, and she let out a leisurely ridicule.

But this does not mean that the vigilance of the two of them has decreased, because the necromancer did not continue to run under the wrapping of the Headless Horseman, but stopped in place, cutting out the little black blood left in his body, and he didn't know what was smeared on the ground.

The two were secretly on guard.

Obviously, the other party has reached the end of the road and is preparing for the final lore!

"You, you...... You're going to die, rebel with the light mage! ”

"Ridiculous, the envy of the lowly." Sidney said indifferently.

The other party obviously knew from the two of them that Lin An was stronger among the two, so even hatred instinctively poured into him who was weaker:

Obviously, in addition to the inferior strength and unstable state, the will and mental "nature" of mass-produced necromancers are far from matching their rank, which makes the bloody and brave of the demon race to fight for their lives with the sky are lost-this is especially obvious in the necromancer, they deal with negative energy all year round, and are more likely to be eroded by negative emotions, if they can't suppress and eliminate it, they may become like this demon necromancer and lose their original "nature".

The necromancer was covered in blood, his bony body was shaking abnormally, his bloodshot scarlet eyes stared at the two people outside the siege circle with resentment, seeing that Lin An and the two seemed to be defensively not approaching, his thin facial muscles twitched and spasmed with fear, but there was a sense of madness in his eyes involuntarily.

"Die! I want you to die a good death!! Ha ha! You can't escape!! ”

The layers of protection of the Headless Horsemann peeled off, and at the moment when it was about to break, the black blood that flowed from the necromancer's body also completely solidified, converging into strange patterns, and the necromancer's mournful screams echoed in the snow:

"- I, Defar Mooni of the House of Deli, curse you in the name of my soul !!"

The necromancer's body exploded with a bang, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the black blood on the ground gathered wildly, turning into a shapeless blood shadow, penetrating the protective layer of the Headless Horseman, and sucking out the soul fire of the Headless Horseman in one fell swoop, leaving a cloud of smoke and dust.

Then the blood shadow passed through Sidney's undead minions without hindrance, hoping that the dazzling white light blocked by the torch would go straight to the target not Sidney, but Lin An!

Rushing to the face!

The speed of cursing the blood shadow was too fast, and Lin An, who was standing with Sidney, didn't seem to expect that he would be the target of the attack, and he only had time to subconsciously raise the torch before he was pounced on by the blood shadow!

The slightly stunned black-haired woman, maintaining a stunned expression, turned into a bubble with Sidney beside her in the fit of the blood shadow.

Instead, there were two silent black warriors armed with narrow-bladed swords and covered in armor.

Hei Yi's big mouth opened and sucked at the cursed blood shadow that rushed to his face, and the scream of the cursed blood shadow came to an abrupt end in the black warrior's mouth, and with a grunt, Hei Yi let out a swallowing satisfaction sound, and also burped out a mouthful of essence curse power that could not be completely digested for a while-

The other Kuroji, who was Sidney's stand-in, roared and threw himself towards the power of the curse that erupted, gulping and sucking, halfway through a fist with a heavy steel glove, punching the predator away, Kuroji roared and swung his knife to slash Heiji away, sucked in his mouth, and sucked the curse power he spit out into his stomach, and the black two who were knocked away threw himself angrily towards the former, and an infighting was about to start......

The civil war between the two Black Samurai was stopped by Sidney just in time when it was about to begin.

Sidney roared a few times in an indifferent and low undead voice, and Hei Yi and Hei 2 were separated in anger, and Sidney was divided between the two sides to eat the remaining headless horsemen, and Hei Yi, who devoured the cursed blood shadow, also spit out a wisp of the essence of the curse power under the pressure of his master, which attracted Kuroji's gloating quacks.

"It seems that Hei Yi Hei Er is not far from advancement!"

Seeing the reaction of the two silent black warriors to such anthropomorphic "sexual" personalities, Lin An shook his head and smiled.

Sidney nodded, and a stiff smile appeared on his face that had not been expressionless for many years:

Fighting with the undead twice in a row, his gain in it is the greatest, and the strength of the undead servants under his command has increased significantly, if it weren't for the Book of the Undead in his hand, he would probably have to start thinking about suppressing the advancement of the undead minions like other necromancers, so as not to encounter backlash.

The explosion of power will inevitably bring some hidden dangers, but Sidney is sure that it will take some time to eliminate them in the future, so he can let himself immerse himself in this grand feast that is unique to him!

Sidney raised his finger, a trace of blood "color" swirled around his index finger, and he was very confined by a faint black air, completely devoid of the previous dangerous "sex".

Sidney observed for a moment—

"The crude method of the curse." He said dismissively.

As far as the curse cast at the cost of the necromancer's soul is concerned, the effect of this blood shadow curse is too bad, even if Sidney's own specialization direction is not a curse, you can see the crudeness of this necromancer's last killer curse Blood Shadow-

Of course, its effect is still quite terrifying, if it really pounces on the cursed object, the moment it fits, it can completely evaporate the blood "liquid" of the cursed object's whole body, if there are more living people around unfortunately, the blood shadow makes up the spell with blood, which can completely turn a place where the living gather into a dead domain!

But the premise is that the blood shadow can pounce on the right people!

Just the necromancer's drumming before he died, as long as people with a normal brain would be on guard, let alone a mage like Lin An with a lot of means!

"But the performance before he died really deceived me, obviously cursing you, how did he pounce on me!"

The perception of love xù is only ten fingers in the world that can surpass Lin An, and the necromancer's dying hatred is directed at Sidney, which Lin An is completely sure of, so when the blood shadow finally pounced on her mirror phantom, Lin An couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"He mistook me for a necromancer, and knowing that I was stronger than him, it wasn't strange that he changed the target to you." Sidney speculated.

Necromancers have a proverb that has been handed down:

There is no saddest battle in the world than a civil war between necromancers.

Ahem, it's not because there is any friendship between necromancers and a cold love between them, but when necromancers are in civil war, they often can't give full play to the restraint effects of negative energy spells on other mages' unique various corrosive curse shadows......

Lin An nodded helplessly, this kind of logic of necromancers is also found among witches, necromancer witches who deal with negative feelings all year round and walk in the shadows, and the professional philosophy is very different from the idea of "unity, communication, equality, and mutual benefit" advocated in the normal profession under the light, she can fully understand-

However, this lesson also tells her that mental perception is not omnipotent, and when you encounter a madman, you can't deduce the madman's next move with normal human logic.

"Okay, there's no need to study it, this curse power is just the lowest kind of quality supplementation goods, and the purpose of mass production of necromancers is the same, the purpose of research is specifically for large-scale armies and ordinary people, you see-"

Lin An pinched the cursed blood shadow wrapped around Sidney's fingers and gently flung it to the ground, this wisp of blood shadow disappeared into the snow, and was annihilated by the elemental energy contained in the snow, and naturally disappeared.

"This kind of cursed blood shadow must be at least a soul unit, only such a wisp and a half, and it has no value at all.

This kind of curse power that uses quantity to make up for quality is the worst quality, as long as the soul quality is almost at the level of a formal mage, and the curse is issued at the cost of the soul when dying, it can almost achieve the curse effect, but it is not as strong as the blood shadow to infect the "sex", and if used properly, it can kill a camp......

If you're interested in curses, you might as well study the pair of voodoo dolls you got at auction. ”

When it comes to curses, Lin An is an expert, and that necromancer playing curses in front of her when he is dying is a joke!

Sidney shrugged and let go of his preoccupation with the cursed Blood Shadow.

And in the short time of conversation, the greedy undead servants under his command have almost digested the gluttonous feast waiting to be slaughtered in front of them-

"Huh? Someone's coming! ”

Lin An suddenly raised her head and sensed that someone seven or eight miles away had touched the warning spell she had left along the way. She mentally calculated the time, and found that it was about the same time as she had estimated the arrival of the Terran army.

Sidney had a hint of displeasure in his eyes, took out the Book of the Dead and put away the undead minions, and then quickly erased the traces left on the scene.

The black dot representing the Terran army has appeared on the other side of the horizon, and roughly estimating the number, there is almost a hundred-man team.

"Found it!"

Lin An and the two decided to fight quickly from the beginning, without hiding the light and shadow and fluctuations of the spell, especially hoping that the light and flame emitted by the torch would be especially obvious in the vast ice field, so it was not surprising that the scouts of the fortress could quickly find them following the traces of the necromancer's retreat.

But when the scouts of the fortress arrived at the starting place where the traces of the battlefield remained, there were only some mottled and unrecognizable traces of battle left in the same place, and the road continued for nearly two or three miles.

At the end of the trace, two clear figures were looking back at them, and they could vaguely distinguish that they were two mages, a man and a woman, and when they saw them coming, they didn't mean to meet them, one spread its wings, and the other was held up by the clouds, as if they were about to leave immediately.

"Wait, two honorable mages!"

The scout captain's eager voice came from a long distance, and the full emotion in his voice made his voice hoarse, but it still couldn't fully express his gratitude to the two saviors who suddenly appeared!

The two didn't seem to hear, and flew farther and farther away-

The scout captain doesn't want to whip his horse!

The snow wolf under the crotch could not bear the crazy drive, and suddenly rolled down in the gallop, throwing the scout captain to the ground, the scout captain rolled a few laps on the snow, regardless of the injury, he continued to chase more than ten feet, and fell again, only to unwillingly lie on the snow and roar-

"At least leave your name!"

The shadows of the two mage benefactors were about to fly out of view, and one of the slender figures seemed to hear the scout captain's last shout, and looked back, the two stopped in mid-air, no longer flying, and the two seemed to be discussing something.

The Scout Captain's face was excited, and hope rose.

In the next moment, the barely indistinguishable figure moved, as if it raised its hand, and "shot" a cloud of purple light into the air.

The purple light burst out in the air, transforming into a large purple "color" flower with layers of grace and splendor, and the phantom was vivid and clearly visible, as if it could smell the fragrance of the "dew" drops dripping from the delicate petals.

Under the flowers, the figures of the two mages have disappeared, but the large purple "color" flower that occupies a small half of the sky has not dispersed for a long time, blooming in the air, and it is fragrant alone!

The captain of the scout and his subordinates who came after him deeply understood this scene, and remembered every detail of this purple flower that represented the life-saving benefactor of all the fortresses, and they never forgot it in their lives!

(To be continued) (You are welcome to subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation.) )

Chapter 376: The Purple Peony That Was Remembered

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