Countless skeletons crouched on the ground.

Another group of ghosts with their heads floated in the air.

At this moment, these crazy creatures kept their mouths tightly shut, for fear that they couldn't help but make an ahahaha sound.

Nearly a hundred vampires dressed in black dresses and scarlet cloaks stood silently, motionless.

In the sky, twelve stout bone dragons flew up and down, and the aura of fear overflowed in all directions.

Xu Zhi shook his body, he still had a fear talisman hidden in his body, barely able to filter out the influence of these breaths.

The most eye-catching thing is the skeleton mage that Greek claims to be his master, full of magical power, like Mistrio, whose magic level is unfathomable.

It's a pure zone of the dead.

Around Xu Zhi, not a single creature was alive.

Moreover, Xu Zhi found that as the lowest-level skeletons, these first-order undead who were prostrate on the ground, the worst strength was actually elite-level, the bones were white and shining, and there were silver-level skeletons, and the body bones exuded a metal-like color, and the body of the commander-level skeleton had become extremely large, and the bones of the whole body were red.

Xu Zhi noticed that the ghosts floating in the air were also different, although their bodies had not changed, but the heads they were carrying in their hands were completely different, some were big and some small, some laughing and some crying, some were miserable green, some were gray and white, some were pure black, and some were dead blue.

And the nearly 100 vampires have not only their appearances, but also the length of their fangs, and the one around the outermost is also a Yinying level, and the old vampire who leads it is a commander-level creature.

Xu Zhi looked at the bone dragons hovering in the sky, it seemed that these bone dragons were also outstanding representatives of the group

Walking slowly all the way, Xu Zhi's heart was trembling, many of these creatures could be beaten by screwing them out.

No wonder Glick is called the master, there are so many little brothers who can fight, it is difficult to think of not being the master.

"Dear Gorrik, are you going to make this silver-grade jungle elf into an elite skeleton?"

"If you're willing, master, it doesn't matter if you're a skeleton."

Greek shrugged indifferently, of course, it is very difficult to make the creatures of the elemental world into skeletons, after all, this kind of small thing will fly to the elemental world regardless of the success or failure of the contract, but Grek believes in the other party very much, in the field of necromancy, there is no difficult Baron Von Takin.

Greek and the skeleton mage's questions and answers were terrifying, Xu Zhi decided to say a few words by himself, he was just here to put a lucky spell to get a treasure, so he didn't want to be an elite skeleton.

"Your Excellency the Mighty Mage, I am a jungle elf with a tenth-level lucky spell, and I have come to fulfill the contract."

"Tsk, there really is a jungle elf with a level 10 lucky spell, Grek, do you have any magic that you are good at at level 10?"

The skeleton mage's eyes flashed red, although practice makes perfect, and any magic will become more and more familiar through continuous use, but it is not so easy to reach the top level.

Otherwise, no matter how stupid a mage is, in ten, twenty, thirty years, he can elevate a certain magic to an unimaginably terrifying level.

When the magic reaches a certain level, if you want to improve your proficiency again, you have to spend more time, find more spellcasting targets, create more spellcasting opportunities, step by step, and slowly climb up, few people have such patience.

"Master, the poison magic I'm best at is now approaching level ten."

Cultivating a certain magic to the top level seems to be the patent of a few people, and Greek is such a powerful existence, and he only has the ability of ninth-level magic, and the conversation between the two has caused Xu Zhi to be a certain vigilance.

"The first-order magic is promoted to the tenth level, the distinction between the upper and lower levels of magic energy is not obvious, the second-order, the third-order, the fourth-order, and even the fifth-order, the higher the magic level, the more difficult it is to improve, and the magic of these levels, if it can be promoted to the tenth level, it is amazing."

The skeleton mage's teeth trembled, constantly releasing all kinds of green magic, could it be that you are brushing up on proficiency?

"Perhaps, because the jungle elf is so talented, he has tempered a second-order magic to the top."

"Master, you're right."

Glick always silently agreed with the skeleton mage's words.

"Excuse me, are you Baron Fontaquin? Lord Gorrik wants me to unleash a lucky spell on you to bring you a little bit of good luck. ”

In front of the big guys, he must calm down, Xu Zhi took off his green hat and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He has seen a lot of big guys, and there has never been a big guy who is this kind of pomp, sitting in a row with dense little brothers, red eyes, green eyes, countless undead creatures have flickering soul fire in their eyes, obviously a group of demons dancing around, but there is no sound, and the surroundings are dead and silent.

"That's right, little one, I'm Baron Fontaquin, the master of the Immortal Nation Cresson, of course, I like the title of Baron, after all, it was my title when I was alive."

"Glick, sorry for your trouble, I'm about to open the altar of death, although luck won't really change luck, but it can always give a little comfort to the soul."

"It's a privilege to serve my master."

Baron Fontaquin looked at Xu Zhi with interest, his teeth chattered, and a strange voice floated out again.

"Little one, I have spent a lot of effort and materials to build the Altar of Death, if your luck technique has a little effect, it can allow me to be promoted to the Grandmaster Death Magic, I will be very happy."

"I'm not an unreasonable person, and if I'm unlucky enough to learn mysticism, ghost theology, and soul summoning, I won't blame you."

Baron Fontaquin's words made Xu Zhi feel a little more comfortable in his heart, the magic of luck is to add a resistance to blows, how can it involve the change of metaphysical luck, it really has that kind of effect, he has already developed, and the jungle goblins are afraid that they are the happiest race in the world.

"Master, if it's useless, then throw this green skin to the altar to make fuel."

Gorrik's face was cold and dark, Xu Zhi decided not to talk to him, this guy just wanted to kill him.

"The gloomy night, the fear that descends, the erosion that spreads and falls, the withering that freezes the lonely bloom, the frost that burns and entangles with indifference......"

Baron Fontaquin sang eerie lyrics, and the undead around him began to whisper, and the sound slowly boiled in the dead space.

"Greenskin, listen to the master's hymn to the dead, this is your honor, when the master finishes chanting and the altar of death rises high, you must release the luck spell as soon as possible."

"I hope your luck is really level ten, otherwise ......"

The indifferent face Glick deliberately admonished Xu Zhi, adding a threat by the way.

Xu Zhi rolled his eyes and gave it to him, this guy Glick bullied people with his strength, so he had to obey.

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