Chapter 109: Flooded for a few hours
After tripping Luo Qiu, the undead turned around and floated deeper into the sewer, running after the fight, which was really exciting.
But they didn't go far before the two spirits burrowed into the sewers, radiating soul fluctuations outward, floating by like two large bulbs.
This kind of ghost has a very strong soul perception ability, and they also actively emit soul fluctuations, just like an active radar, where they pass are illuminated by them, as long as there is a trace of soul fluctuation reflection, they can be detected.
The only drawback is that the survival time is relatively short, and when the soul fluctuation is the strongest, it can only survive for tens of seconds.
But in the dark sewers, that's enough.
The undead's heart sank, and the first strike was strong, and two shadow arrows swished to explode the ghost, and then turned around and floated forward at a faster speed.
The ghost was only shot to prevent the other party from detecting him, but his whereabouts must have been exposed, and he must leave the sewers quickly.
At that moment, a shadowy spike suddenly pierced into the stone slab above his head, grazing the undead's form.
The undead stepped back in fright, only to see the shadow spike slowly deform, and a liquid-like mass dripped down the spike, quickly condensing into Dorion's form.
"The man behind the scenes, I've finally caught you. Dorian Dorion's face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water.
"Black Warrior?" the undead was surprised, and with a wave of his hand, several shadow arrows shot out instantly, covering Daryan Daryan, and when the shadow arrow was about to reach his body, the soul of the undead exploded violently, and a soul impact smashed towards Darion.
A mark floated on Dorion's face, flickering, and directly counteracting the soul impact, and at the same time, the spikes in his hand swung in succession, accurately splitting the shadow arrow.
After a long time, Dorian said, "This level of soul impact is ineffective against me, and I have forgotten that I am a black knight?"
"Uh......" The undead was stunned in embarrassment, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen the Black Knight, so I don't know, why is the soul shock ineffective against the Black Knight?"
This time Dorian was stunned, yes, the black warriors are very famous, but in fact the number is very rare, after the typhoon blew the reincarnation altar five hundred years ago, there has been no black knight reincarnation.
In fact, since 2,000 years ago, there has been no reincarnation of black warriors, because no one has used it for a long time, it has fallen into disrepair, and it was finally blown down by a typhoon.
By now, it seems that he is the only one left in the entire black warrior with the steel bone collar, and the rest are either looking for excitement to die, or experimenting with new cultivation methods to become demons, or disintegrating on their own, because the black warrior has a huge flaw, that is, there is no way to increase the strength of the soul.
He has been following Luo Qiu for thousands of years, he was a marquis at the beginning, and he is still a marquis now, and the soul strength of the black warrior marquis is equivalent to the level of a silver skull.
Because the black knight's reincarnation method itself is a solidification of soul energy, so that almost all things that have an impact on the soul are ineffective for him, so he can be immune to low-intensity soul shocks, and he is also immune to the growth of the soul.
Those Lich Undead who were born later than him have now become the Undead Sage and the Lich King, only he is still standing still, and only his martial arts are becoming more and more refined.
Not everyone can afford to stand still in their own strength, just like a number will always be level fifty-nine no matter how you practice, and many people will definitely not want to play.
Black warriors are so rare, so it's normal for people outside not to know about it.
Dorian smiled, naturally he would not take the initiative to popularize the characteristics of the black warrior to the other party, but said: "Don't do useless struggles, go back with me to see Your Majesty, and let Your Majesty deal with it." ”
"Hey, hey, hey, okay, good......" The undead sneered, looking well-behaved and obedient, but halfway through, it suddenly exploded, and a strong soul fluctuation erupted in its place.
Undead creatures perceive the world through their souls, and strong soul fluctuations are like flashbangs, which can instantly make undead creatures perceive nothing, which is equivalent to becoming a blind man with open eyes.
The undead spread out and dived into the sewage in an instant.
Just as it was about to silently flow back down the sewage, Dorion's spikes plunged into the water, piercing it accurately.
"It just so happened, it must have been. The soul of the undead jerked, stubbornly resisted the damage caused by the spikes, and continued to lurk in the water.
Another spike plunged into the water, piercing its body again, its form had spread out so much that each spike could not hurt much, but it hurt.
"Temptation, it must be temptation. The undead continued to endure and comfort themselves.
But the next moment, Daryan's spikes swung out an afterimage, raining down the sewage.
"Ahh
"Huh, did I scare him away before I opened my ultimate?" the undead was stunned, but he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he quickly turned around and ran.
Within a few steps, a web of ghosts flew out of the corner and covered it head-on.
Then, Mobuck floated over and asked Dorian from afar, "Are you okay? It threw on you, didn't it hit you?"
The sewer is the channel for the discharge of urban domestic sewage, and the sewage is not full of.
"Nope. Darian replied, running faster, leaping with all his might, and his body directly blurred in the air, floating over the area that was splashed all over the wall.
Coming to Mobuck's side, Dorian glared angrily at the undead in the web of ghosts, with a look of murder. Anyone who is splashed with is estimated to have this expression, even if it can't stick to the body, it will be very embarrassing.
"Hehe, go back and wash it, be careful. After Mobuck gloated, he turned to the undead and asked, "Little one, where are you from?"
It's hard to imagine that the plotter against them turned out to be an undead, which is too much to slap the face of the King of Steel Bones, the immortal co-master of the world.
For a long time, the undead creatures of the Cyborg Collar believed that although the undead creatures born in the outside world had no soul connection with the Cyborg King, they were all the people of the Cyborg King, and they should all enjoy the protection of the Cyborg King, and maintain awe for the Cyborg.
Unexpectedly, it was the undead who plotted against them, and the one who rode the griffin before was also a necromancer, which made Mobuck and the others feel betrayed.
"Hey, you still have the leisure to care about where I came from? Shouldn't you care about your king? He is about to be overwhelmed by my children. The necro said with a smile.
Mobuck and Dorian glanced at each other, and couldn't help but smile: "If you want to drown Your Majesty with those living corpses, then it will take at least a few hours." ”
Dragging the undead out of the sewers, he happened to see Luo Qiu grab the feet of a ghoul and whip several ghouls away like a baseball bat.