Volume 11 The Underworld! Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Legendary Siege Battle: A Million Skull Seas! (Medium)
"Do you need my help?" This voice was full of incomparable resentment, if there was a body, I believe she would have jumped up and scolded, "My current body is sealed by you in Bei Seleng, and my soul can only rely on your soul gathering necklace to survive, you still want me to help you?"
Athena sighed and said, "But if I can't go back, then you'll never get your body back, will you?"
The voice was silent, this sentence was very realistic and cruel, because even if she was full of resentment, she could only take advantage of it verbally, and the substance still needed her to face it rationally, she sneered, and said: "Your body has been locked in magic shackles now, even if I want to help you, with a simple soul body, what can I do?"
"No!" Athena shook her head, her originally weak gaze now unusually determined, and she said in an affirmative tone, "There is a way!"
"Looks like you really have a way," the voice paused, snorted, and said, "I hope it's not too drastic." γFengyun Reading Network.γ"
"No, it's just that you may have to put up with it. Athena's voice was full of apologies, and she said, "It may be a long time." β
The voice sneered: "I have endured even the most unbearable, what else can't be endured?"
Athena shifted so that she was facing the coffins, and her caretaker lifted her eyelids and stopped looking.
Athena whispered, "Do you see the coffin? There is a body of a female undead in it, her own consciousness has not yet awakened, and your soul can live in it temporarily." With the undead constitution's affinity for the dark elemental, you should be able to use some spells, and as long as you lift the curse that binds the souls of the undead in the rest of the coffins, then we can fight back at every opportunity. β
"Do you want me to be a lich?"
Athena said softly, "It's only temporary, and when you get back to the ground, I'll give you back your body." β
"That's all it can be," the voice snorted coldly. "But the hope of success seems slim, let alone escaped. β
"Escape?" Athena said in surprise, "Who said I was going to run away?"
The voice was visibly stunned. The fox said suspiciously: "Why? After spending so much effort, do you still want to be a guest in those people's lair if you don't escape?"
A light flashed in Athena's beautiful eyes, and she nodded, "Yes, that's what I meant." β
The carriage under him suddenly stopped, the mountains in front of him parted to both sides, the horizon suddenly widened, and a magnificent city appeared on the vast plain at the foot of the mountain with dazzling brilliance.
Ex's voice rang out, "Mokodi City." We're almost there. β
After returning to his residence from the Hall of the Giant Eye, Mersendol declined all the guests and sat alone for the night, as if thinking about something extremely important.
The next morning, when the light of the blue moss dispelled the gloom and plunged into the interior, he got up, the trouble and confusion on his face had faded with the light and shadow, he pushed open the door and walked towards a delicate stone hut.
There is usually no one to disturb here, and a lot of flowers and plants are planted around. Noble purple, clear blue, and passionate red may seem too ostentatious in this underworld, but Mersendor will take a nostalgic look at it every time he passes by, as if he can reminisce about some good old days.
The stone house has a new owner in the past few days, and Irina was flipping through an old thief's notebook when she saw Mersendor walk in. But there was no surprise. She smiled slightly and gently put the book down in her hand.
"You don't have to look at that. It's useful, but it's not for you. Mersendor took out a parchment dossier with a black knot from the spatial ring, stretched out his hand and handed it to Irina, his expression was serious, and he said in a very cautious tone: "This is the note of my mentor, Master Granddon Thieves, which also includes all the martial arts created in the past twenty years. ()β
Irina looked at him in surprise, but was surprised to find that after just one night, the corners of the other party's eyes were already wrinkled with exhaustion, and the pale skin looked so deep and eye-catching.
She didn't pick it up right away, but after a little hesitation in those insistent eyes, she reached out and took it.
Seeing that Irina didn't refuse, Mersendore's originally solemn expression was actually a little more relaxed, he smiled slightly, and said, "Keep it well, maybe it will be useful to you." β
"Why give it to me?" Irina looked at with bright eyes.
Mersendor was silent for a moment, then laughed at himself, "Because I can't find the right person, and your talent is the best I've ever met." β
He stood up and said, "Goodbye." β
Irina said calmly, "Are you going to fight?"
"Even if it is," said Mersendor, shrugged his shoulders and smiled as if he had already dropped some baggage, "there are some things that cannot be avoided, and in fact, I didn't realize until just now that I might not be able to carry too many things." β
Irina looked at him quietly and said softly, "You mean, can I get out of here?"
One of the feet that Mersendor had stepped out suddenly stopped, he turned his head, smiled, and said, "Who else will stop you after I'm gone?"
Irina nodded and said, "I'll take those flowers and plants with me." β
Mersendor sighed and said, "Thank you." β
He didn't look back, he strode out of here, and instead of returning to the Killing Guild, he came to the Hall of the Giant Eye.
Looking at the staircase that stretched upwards, Mersendor's gaze gradually revealed a murderous intent, and after being rejected by the mistress again, he noticed the strangeness of it, but he could not tell anyone, and no one would believe him.
He raised his head, slowly drew his twin swords in front of the magnificent building, and then rushed towards the majestic temple with the horrified gazes of the guards on both sides!
At the same moment, on the Mozarod Mountains.
The undead dragon dragged out the corpses of hundreds of crypt demon insects and stacked them in the pit that once spewed out strange air currents.
The irresistible dark element filled the air like sticky glue, eroding Luo Lan's body all the time, desperately trying to crush every cell and every nerve, in such a situation, his chances were running out.
Looking at the ugly body entangled indiscriminately, the smelly breath seemed to be challenging the limit of the nerves, but at this time, there was irrepressible excitement in Luo Lan's eyes, because a shocking plan was born in his mind!
He is going to use the blood of the demon insect and the particularity of the environment here, and use the blood of a demon insect that is about to transform into an undead as an inducement, and transform all the demon insects here into this state, and then at the moment when he is about to succeed, he will use the huge wave of qi spewed from the ground to push the mutated blood into the sky, thereby transforming the bones in the entire canyon!
Tens of thousands of years of accumulation, combined with what once served as a slave graveyard for the Black Elves, there are at least millions of bones piled up here!
Luo Lan clearly remembered in his mind that just now he had poured a total of fourteen drops of the elixir of the undead to make the transformation of the demon worm successful, and the remaining elixir in his bottle was only enough to support one adventure, in case of misjudgment, there would be no chance to start over, but the most important thing was not here, but the air flow that could erupt at any time.
For this reason, when Luo Lan endured three hourglasses again, he finally found a little bit of the law of air flow spitting, and finally he found that whenever the air flow moved, the dark element in the air would inevitably produce a trace of disorder in advance, and this time was only a few minutes.
He closed his eyes and stood silently by the pit, waiting for his feelings.
As the minutes ticked by, the undead dragon and a large group of skeletons with hollow eye sockets stood aside, silently watching him.
Suddenly, Luo Lan opened his eyes suddenly, he tilted his hand with a solemn expression, and the green liquid dripped down the mouth of the inclined bottle, and his pious and focused gaze seemed to flow out not of medicine, but of his own life.
This is the last fight to the death!
If he fails, he will never be able to get out of here, and will be swallowed by darkness like all skeletons, and finally sleep in the mountains and rocks to the end of eternity, but if he succeeds, not only will he be able to escape, but the rewards he can get are also incomparably great.
The bottle containing the elixir of the dead in his hand was finally empty.
Luo Lan took a step back, watching the corpse of the demon insect gradually begin to change color, he took a deep breath, took out a book from the spatial ring, and as soon as it was out of his palm, it floated in the air.
The parchment turned page by page, and black aura wafted out from it, as if it was more lively under the influence of the surrounding environment.
As Luo Lan began to spit out esoteric spells from his mouth, the demon insect's body trembled violently, and then swelled outwards violently, as if a huge gas was being injected into it, and as the body gradually swelled, even each flesh whisker bulged into a thick cylinder, which seemed to be about to burst at any time.
Luo Lan's speed of speech was originally very fast, but at this time, he suddenly paused, and then said slowly: "The king standing in the shadows, the blood-colored sky opens for you, and in the name of my lord, divine power descends...... Boom!"
The roar was like thunder, and a wave of air rose from the pit, and then turned into a rain of blood that covered the sky and the sun.
The whole world, only a piece of crimson remains!