Chapter 632: The Iron Fist of the Necromancy

"You bitch, who are in the way? "No wonder Slagi gets beaten.

"If I were you, hold on to the chains. The big man said indifferently: "In the kung fu of settling accounts with me, you will definitely fall to the ground and die." ”

......Before Slaj could react, Deathkeep began to rise.

The roar of tens of thousands of years of untouched ground resounded in the sky, the rise of the fortress of death carried the screams of the dead, and the dark clouds of the land of death became thicker.

"The chain is the self-restraint of the Death Fortress, and Fawkes spent eight thousand meters repairing the Death Fortress, and it finally came in handy today!"

The Guardians raised their hands and muttered words as if they were mourning from hell.

It is the language of Thunna, which is spoken only by the dead, and the language that is understood by the dead, if the language is thoroughly understood, that person must be dead. Some of the other people who understand Thuna are necromancers, including Fawkes.

Fawkes had almost learned to swallow that language completely, and the other necromancers didn't know much about it.

"Damn, what are they singing, I'm about to fall off and crack. Slaj scolded.

"The weak really fall. The stout man said.

"It's amazing to swallow that song, it turns out that all the people who led us here are the dead. The robed magician next to Slagi exclaimed, a sweet female voice. "It's great to see such a spectacular sight just to get a glimpse of Fox. ”

"Are you a necromancer?" The stout man grabbed the chain with one hand, and despite the air currents in the air, he stretched out a hand and said, "Fortunately, my name is Subote, and the people of Abdul call me Volcano Subote, and I am a magician. ”

"You're a magician?!" Slagi's voice was about to tear.

"Not like?" said the stout man with a smile, "it's a magician." ”

"Interesting man. The female necromancer stretched out her hand and said, "I am the seamstress of the Necromancy Temple, and it is an honor to meet you, as you can see, I am a necromancer." ”

"It looks like some of you aren't Abdubi's. Subote said.

"Everyone is here in the name of Abaylou and Fawkes, the mainland is in danger, and the wicked should also help. Fang Deng took off his hood, revealing his face that had lost half of his flesh, and his eyes were shriveled like evil spirits, "Besides, we are not really evil. ”

She was honest with her so that Subot would not have illusions about her because of her voice, and there were few complete normal people in the Necronomicon.

"You're so beautiful. Subote said from the bottom of his heart, his gaze was firm and sincere, and he did not dodge Fang Deng's grimace of losing flesh and blood, which was the greatest respect for complimenting the other party's beauty.

"You're the first to compliment me on my beauty. Fang Deng's dark gray face was rarely a little flushed. She knew that Subote really thought she was pretty. "That guy looks like he's going to fall. ”

"Two, can the flirting be over?" Slagi faltered in the air current, and as expected, finally got out of his hand.

"Ah~" Slagi screamed, flashing before the eyes of Subote and Fondon.

"Look......" Fang Deng said helplessly, "he really fell." ”

"Hahaha, it's useless for that guy to stay. Subote said.

"He's not going to die. Fang Deng continued. This is when the chains begin to slowly rise, forming a staircase where everyone on the chains can walk safely to the Necronomical Fortress.

Before that, there were already a lot of people who fell down.

"Serve the Necro Bastion!" the janitors shouted, taking off their robes and flying towards the Death Bastion, with their translucent and dark green bodies.

Slagi thought he was going to die, and the Death Fortress grew smaller and smaller in his eyes, and the slightest distance seemed far away when he fell.

The rapid fall stopped, and Slagi felt his hairs stand on end where he had been touched by another person, but it was better to stand on end than to fall to death.

"I ...... Depend on. Slagi was taken aback by the original appearance of the janitor.

Whether male or female, their souls were like dried corpses, wrinkled like tree bark, and apart from their voices, they were all sparsely haired and bald, and it was impossible to tell who was male or female.

"Don't panic, friend. The gatekeeper said.

"Gatekeeper, why do you look like this?" said Slagi, held by the janitor, panicked.

"We are what we are, serving in the Necromantic Fortress, the Gatekeeper is just a code name, and our real position is that of the Acolyte. The gatekeeper smiled and said, "No one will fall to their death, we will take all those who fall to the Necronomical Fortress." ”

"Acolyte...... I think I've heard of ......," Slagi said, frowning.

"Of course you've heard that the main culprit of the undead is the acolyte. The gatekeeper laughed and said, "Every undead scourge will give birth to only one acolyte. ”

"Then ...... here," Slagi pointed to the other lurking acolytes, wondering whether he should speak or not.

"As you can see, these tens of thousands of acolytes are tens of thousands of undead natural disasters. "The Gatekeeper took Slagi to the Necronomical Fortress.

There are already a lot of acolytes here.

"Look, I'll just say that guy is fine, and the frivolous man will have good luck. Fang Deng said.

"Who's a frivolous man? Slagi blew his beard angrily, "Thank you so much, I almost fell to my death." ”

"You yourself are weak, and there is no reason for others to save you. Poor worm. Subote said.

"Of course I know this, but unfortunately, I thought we were like-minded friends. Slagi stopped talking, and looked up at the black clouds that were close in front of him.

"I thought the clouds in the Land of the Dead would be a little closer, but I didn't expect it to take so long to fly. Slaj thought. After all, he was a painter, and his mind was not the same as those martial artists. If you ask him if he doesn't regret his adultery, Slagi will definitely say he doesn't regret it. He is fighting for love.

Other people's wives are still fresh for the hundredth time.

The thunder in the dark clouds entangled left and right.

"Ready to break through the clouds. ”

In the vast sea of dark clouds, after the breakthrough, there was a light blue sky, although the time was a little late, but the sky above the cloud top was still like the first day.

The sun shone on the gloomy necromantic fortress, allowing the necronomical fortress to touch the sun for the first time in tens of thousands of years. The acolytes breathed comfortably, and wisps of gray smoke rose from their bodies.

"Sunshine, ah, sunshine not seen in a long time!" said the acolytes, kneeling on the ground. It is impossible for this sunlight to be without effect on the undead creatures, and to the acolytes it is like a deadly poison, and it is as gorgeous as a poppy and full of deadly attraction.

This is the curse of the undead creatures, they can yearn for the sun and the sun, and yet the sun is deadly to them. The black smoke is the life force of the acolytes, and the sunlight gives them an addiction beyond ordinary people, and it also takes their lives.

"You fools, I knew you would kneel and pray for the sun, are you ashamed?Idiots, a bunch of undead face the sun, are you really not afraid of death?" Fawkes's voice rang out.

"Fox?" Fontaine looked around happily.

"Don't look for me, little necromancer, I'm still in Ryugan Fortress, you're not from Abdubi, you're here to see me? or are you looking for something else?" said Fawkes.

"Just to see you. "All necromancers want to see you, and I put it into practice. ”

"It's true, you're not lying. Fawkes's shadow began to widen, and a huge virtual image of Fawkes appeared. He grabbed his cloak and blocked out the sunlight completely, and undead smoke enveloped the fortress of death.

Now the sunlight disappeared completely, and it could only smile at the smoke on the outermost part of the Necronomicon Fortress, and the smoke of the Necrogenic Fortress was endless.

"Don't! don't take away our sunshine!" the acolyte screamed, convulsing and going berserk like an addict.

"Don't be ashamed, acolytes. Fawkes held the addicted acolyte in place, and the acolyte could only scream and gasp in Fawkes's huge palm, calling for the sun.

"The Necromantic Fortress is now going to Fortress Ryugan, as my acolytes should have said—I will add again, because the enemy you encountered when you came to Fortress Ryugan was neither Naga nor the Holy See. ”

"And what is he?" asked Subote in a loud voice.

"Of course it's a fucking god, hahahaha. Fox laughed.

"God?" said Subbot, shuddering, "It's not funny. ”

"Like the god that Abay showed you, we have already slain another, and when you reach the fortress of Ryugen, you will face the last one. Fox said with a smile.

"Excuse me, Lord Fawkes, can we still leave?" asked Slagi with a raised hand.

"Of course, painter, after all, no one will fight against the gods, and you are weak, so I will not force you. Fox said reasonably.

"That's great. Slagi's face beamed.

Cannon fodder like him is simply a speck of smoke and dust in the face of God.

"I'm sorry. The janitor patted Slagi on the shoulder and dragged him to the edge of the Necrogenic Fortress, "Are you ready to fly?"

"Ahh Slagi screamed.

"The Necro Fortress doesn't take idlers, Abaylou says he can take you, but I won't take waste. Fawkes sneered and said, "None of you who want to go, just jump off the necromantic fortress." ”

"It's not fair!" someone shouted, "You didn't even tell us we were going to go to war!"

"Hmm, I thought you were here to contribute to the pan-continent. Fawkes's phantom reached out a finger and aimed it at the man who had just shouted, easily catapsing him away. "Are you making me laugh because you are a scum that society does not tolerate, and you still try to eat white food? Even Abay Lou has killed the gods twice, but you don't even dare to face the enemy. ”

"You want to come to us like this, are you worthy?"

Do you deserve it?

Do you deserve it?

Fox's voice echoed.

"Anyone else who wants to leave, let him leave quickly. I'm about to launch the Necro Fortress. ”