Although there was no fluctuation on Athena's soft face, there was a slight nervousness in her gaze, and the undead rat was agile and agile in her control with a necklace in her mouth, moving from moment to time, but so far, she had not found a suitable body. [Latest chapter reading.]

In order to confuse the eyes, Ex deliberately added a lot of empty coffins to the team, making the team look like a common team of soul guards in the Underworld, but this action caused the undead rats to find the coffin that Athena had previously identified. Therefore, she could not tell which coffin contained the body of the female undead.

Now the attention of the members of the Secret Panther Team was all drawn to the gray-white sea of skeletons and the riots in the city of Mokodi, as for the fierce battle that was taking place in the sky, the undead dragon in the canopy had shrunk into a small dot, and even with the unique and keen vision of the black elves, they could only barely deduce the battle situation from the shimmering elemental light they saw.

The middle-aged fat man was full of worries, and when he encountered such a thing, he faintly felt that the Demon Kedi City might not be able to hold it anymore, and maybe the result might be worse, but he didn't dare to declare this idea, his eyes rolled, and he turned his head to an old man next to him and said tentatively: "Master Pano, summoning such a huge scale of undead, this should be an undead master, right?"

This mage looks very old, the skin on his face is wrinkled like dead tree bark, but his actual age is actually only in his fifties, but he has been dealing with the dark element for many years, and the corrosive and depleted power has invaded the inside of the body, causing his appearance to be like this, but this is also the helplessness of all dark mages, the result of blindly pursuing power, is to overdraw the vitality in advance. I'm afraid that only a system like the Black Elves is the most suitable for cultivating this kind of spell.

The old mage's eyes couldn't hide his envy and emotion at this moment, and he sighed: "If I can reach such a superb realm of spell casting in this life, then I will die without regrets." ”

The middle-aged fat man chuckled in his heart when he heard it, he oh oh twice, nodded a little absentmindedly, his eyes kept flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A slight thud sounded in the back, and Athena's body suddenly tightened, and she could hear that it was the sound of the coffin lid being opened. Did Aisha succeed?—her long fingers moved uneasily, glancing ahead, except for a casual glance back at her. He stopped paying attention.

Athena couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, whether she could control the situation here was a crucial step.

However, she did not notice that an archer leaning against the stone wall seemed to glance at it, and there was no expression on it, but his eyes flashed, and his strong fingers silently rested on the longbow string in his hand. \

The lid of the old rotting coffin moved to the side with a dull soft sound, and then, a fleshless hand wrapped in dry skin reached out, and out crawled out was a figure covered in white bandages, a woman visible from its petite form. Green flames danced in her eyes, and as she was about to step out of the coffin, she suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and with a sharp turn of her head and a wave of her hand, an arrow of death made of dark elements rushed towards the archer in the corner.

The archers reacted extremely quickly. Almost as soon as her hand was raised, her fingers had been plucked three times as flexibly as if she were playing a musical instrument, the movement was as fast as lightning, the black air arrow and three streamers staggered through the air, and the arrow of death pierced the archer's body directly, and he fell without saying a word, and a light smoke came out of his body. The muscles of the body festered rapidly**, and in the blink of an eye, it became a miserable white and dry bone.

The female undead was also struck hard by the siege wood, and was nailed to the coffin by three arrows flying at the same time, two of which pierced her arm, and the last one pierced her heart, the arrow feathers still trembled outside her chest, and the arrows pierced the thick coffin, and the sharp metal glowed cold in the faint light. You can imagine the power of it.

Such a heavy injury. If it was an ordinary person, it would have been dead, but the female undead shook her head. He said in a hoarse voice that seemed to be made of iron sand, "For the first time, I feel that this body is still a little useful." ”

The movement had already alarmed the rest of the group, and when they saw Athena running towards the coffin with their backs to them, many let out angry yells, "I'll leave the rest to you." The female undead grabbed the magic handcuffs in Athena's hand, whispered a few incantations, and with a "click", the dark and thick metal immediately detached from her white wrist and fell to the ground.

Athena rubbed her hands and smiled bitterly, "You have confidence in me. ”

The female undead seemed to want to roll her eyes, but the green fire in her eyes just jumped up and sighed: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen, and now I can't have faith in you, hmph! ”

Athena sighed softly, the footsteps behind her gradually approached, she slowly turned around, the old mage was already standing firmly in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "I thought you should be a smart person, but you still did something wrong. ”

Athena said calmly: "Who has the right to say right and wrong until the last moment?"

"Okay!" The old mage's eyes flashed, nodded approvingly, and said, "There were so many thieves present when we arrested you, and we didn't fight each other, so you must be very unconvinced, we might as well have a real mage battle, if you lose," he paused, pointed to the female undead who was nailed to the coffin and said, "You must tell me the secret of this undead, what do you think?"

Athena turned her face slightly to the side and glanced at the female undead, who clearly saw a hint of cunning in her eyes, Athena turned her head back and said softly, "I agree." ”

The middle-aged fat man didn't follow just now, but stood aside from afar, and he said with a serious face: "Master Pano, since this is a noble battle between mages, then I will respect your decision," he raised his hand and said, "Stand back, no one is allowed to interfere!"

The wrinkles on the old mage's face squeezed and smiled gratefully. And said euphemistically: "Deputy Head Lunda, thank you very much for your kindness, but in order to avoid hurting our friendship, please stand back a little more with your companions, because I am afraid that this battle will spread widely,"

The middle-aged fat man nodded, glanced around, and said loudly: "Did everyone hear it, you, and you, what are you doing standing so close, retreating into the distance." ”

Several people who were usually close to the middle-aged fat man noticed the look from the regiment commander and immediately leaned over quietly.

The middle-aged fat man lowered his voice and said, "I'll find an opportunity later." Let's go. ”

"What?" one of the team members was taken aback and said, "Commander, is Master Pano going to lose?"

The middle-aged fat man noticed that the other party took the initiative to ignore the word "deputy", but directly called himself the head of the regiment, and immediately glanced at the subordinate with appreciation, and said in a low voice: "Idiot, don't you see that no matter who wins or loses, it will not do us any good?"

Several of the team members seemed to be a little confused, while others were nodding their heads indiscriminately, their eyes blank.

The middle-aged fat man pointed to the boundless sea of skeletons in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Can't you see?" he stomped his foot. Said: "Mo Kedi is going to be finished! They must have offended some great big man this time, they are going to be finished! Understand? So we can't be buried with them, we have to run!"

Several team members suddenly realized and agreed, but some people doubted: "What if Boss Ex comes back to us?"

Everyone fell silent. They are wary of the terror of Ex.

The middle-aged fat man raised his hand and patted his head, then pointed at the flying undead dragon in the sky, and scolded: "Captain Ex is not our boss in the first place, and now he has taken the initiative to send him to death...... Hehe, then I can't help it. ”

"You mean ......" The team member looked up, his eyes lit up, and then he and several teammates nodded tacitly.

The middle-aged fat man beckoned. Said: "Wait for that old guy to start fighting, you go and call all the obedient people, we will withdraw immediately, don't worry, the mage duel is not allowed to be distracted, we can go boldly with confidence." ”

"Commander, where are we going?"

The middle-aged fat man waved his hand and said categorically: "Northern Alliance!"

Athena stood face to face with the old mage. This is a battle between a dark mage and a necromancer. The two spell systems, which are also focused on manipulating the dark element, have two completely different directions of development.

The dark mage worships and corrupts. Destroy, destroy, destroy, and the necromancers, what they hold are, the power of death!

"Athena, the longer it drags on, the better it will be for us. ”

The female undead lying on the coffin did not forget to remind her, but the hoarse voice was too ugly, which made Athena frown and nodded, "I have counted." ”

"Wonderfully undead. "The old mage's eyes shone brightly, his body was old, and if he could find such a body to carry his soul, then he would have endless years to delve into dark magic until he reached the peak of his greatest desire. Therefore, manipulating this group of undead and knowing the method of this is a must-win for him.

And now, the lively dark element wandering in the air has made him experience the beauty of power, and there has never been a moment when he feels that he can use his mana so freely, the dark element in his body seems to be endless, and it seems that with a casual wave of his hand, he can send out a mid-level spell that is usually cautious and repeated.

It's the feeling of being in control, so wonderful and real, isn't that what a high-level mage has been pursuing all his life?

For this, he can give his one

Pano raised his head suddenly, facing a black shadow rushing towards him, raised his hand at a speed that did not match his old body, and then waved it with great momentum, and there was a bang, and the skeleton soldiers in the air were immediately blown apart, crackling and scattered.

PS: Two shifts tomorrow

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