To be honest, in the past two years, no, there were not many people who had dealt with various lichs in the past two years. This group of self-proclaimed "kings of the dead" are not living after all, and most of them lack a little universal aesthetic ability. There are those who let themselves come out with a skeleton frame, there are those who make themselves into a stitched monster and pretend to be forced, and there are those who put pictures on themselves and make them into a "beauty" with a pale face and a rancid smell. At the beginning, those who finally retained the sanity and vitality of the living period due to various coincidences, on the contrary, managed to maintain their appearance in front of them, which is already rare.

In comparison, the necromantic knights who have been wrapping their whole bodies, including their heads and faces, in various tin cans, although they are all villains at first glance, they can actually be regarded as the face of the Council of the Dead.

However, no matter what kind of lich they are, their appearance has obvious commonalities. For example, at least when you appear, you must show that you are a master of spellcasting—for example, if you are covered in gold and silver, even if only a skeleton is left, you must have a circle of gold leaf on your skull or something. For example, you must wear ornate robes that represent your status, carry aesthetically distorted staffs and various accessories, even if it is a strangely stitched sausage, you must have a ring on your finger or something.

All in all, a trench word! To put it bluntly, there are too many ways for spellcasters to make money. If she becomes a poor ghost, it must be because she is the best fool in some aspects, and you must not blame the society - you see, Sai Xiliu has only been a magician for a few years, even if she doesn't count the shares and dividends that Lu Xi forced into her, she is already worth a little by relying on the fact that she occasionally made some small props and put them on consignment in her father's watch shop. In comparison, isn't a certain contemporary King of the Night Sky, the genius lady of the King of Magical Girls, blushing?

However, Cesilae now had to say that he really had never seen such a shabby lich - only a special skeleton of bones, if it weren't for the soul fire in his eye sockets burning extraordinarily strong, he accidentally thought it was a skeleton miscellaneous soldier who had just been awakened. He didn't have any equipment like magic robes and staffs, and the gray cloak on his body was not so much a robe as a curtain, a sheet, or something that he had pulled down from somewhere. Of course, there is no such thing as a shroud, so this guy is supposed to be trying to look like a mage, right?

Well, it must be so, that's right.

So, although he knew that he was an enemy, the kind-hearted Sehireu had sympathy for a while.

"Well, so...... Uh, can you say your name again? Sehireu asked, "I'm sorry, after the Necromantic War, I also killed a few undead lords, but I really didn't have time to remember the names of each of them." ”

Andreel tilted her head to look at her best friend, and for a moment it was difficult to determine whether she was telling the truth or being genuinely mocking.

"Sure enough, growing up is really scary...... By the way, how many times have I said this during this time? It will be difficult for such a poor girl to marry in the future. ”

"It's obvious that you're picking your own eyes, right? Senior sister, if you have a little sincerity, you won't scare away so many blind dates! ”

Hey? The style of painting is wrong! Shouldn't a new mage who saw himself, the deceased archmage, be so frightened that he fell to his knees and wailed? You know, a few years ago, she and her friends were all pressed and beaten by themselves. If it weren't for the little girl who took the lead, she actually brought a scroll of the Great Lysis Technique, and this lich named Sander grinned "click", probably laughing angrily. It pondered for a few seconds, and then began to talk nonsense about the fact that the sorceress was once again frightened and stupid in the face of herself.

Of course, the Great Lich Doctor Sander, due to a previous "carelessness", lost his body, and also lost all his equipment and property, and even the mercury bone staff that he spent more than a hundred years to successfully refine and fit his spell-casting habits is said to have been used to fill the mercury lamp. The current combat effectiveness is naturally much inferior to that of the heyday, but this is by no means something that can be insulted by a mere rookie mage.

Dr. Lich waved his arm in what he thought was dashing, and the two ghouls were lifted by the Arcane Hand and slammed into the crowd on the other side - we all know that Cyclops and Mountain Trolls will throw large rocks at each other when they attack their enemies, and if they can't pick them up, they will also grab the goblins next to them. This is the so-called Flesh Meow) bomb attack - of course, the dignified self-proclaimed future Lich King Sander will never be so superficial. Although the ghoul seems to be able to roar, run, jump and gnaw, it is not a living creature, but an alchemical living weapon made of dead carrion that has been invaded by the magic of the undead. Naturally, necromancers can also use their bodies to perform powerful corpse blasts.

See, it's all meat meow) bombs, or rather, no matter what kind of bullets it is, the difference between those that can explode and those that can't explode is so big!

I call this the "Flying Corpse Bomb Technique"! It's my ingenuity! Surprised? Not surprised? Sander "clicked" his skeletal mouth open, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking, but maybe that's what he thought.

However, the short-haired sorceress, who was slightly taller, showed a dzz-like expression, and with a slight wave of her hand, the two ghouls flew back upside down, and exploded directly in the air less than a meter away from the opposite meter. Of course, it is impossible for a normal arcane spellcaster to use something as discordant as a corpse explosion, but a good mage can turn any magical object into an explosive object by employing the "energy trap" of metamorphosis like Andreil. Ghouls filled with negative energy are certainly no exception.

To put it bluntly, whether this ghoul will be controlled by the necromancer and turned into a biological weapon or corpse explosion material, or will be affected by Andrel's energy rampage and become an explosive trap, the survival depends on the level of mental power and the mastery of magic control on both sides. However, this kind of confrontation, the necromancer should be regarded as a home battle, and it is generally still a big advantage, and magicians usually do not do such a thankless task. However, Andreel did it anyway, probably because she really didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party.

Then, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the explosion of the two ghouls blew half of the other two ghouls away, and by the way, Xander was lifted off his mount. This Mr. Lich is really quite aggrieved, the bones of its lower body have fallen to the ground and smashed into chicken feathers, it seems that it is not stronger than those cannon fodder skeletons that have just been summoned, and it has not had time to do even a little bit of dark purification.

Sander's upper body was lying on the ground, struggling to support his body, his mouth continued to "click" and close, and the dark green soul fire in the black hole of the skull also beat non-stop. If this kind of scene is paired with BG, it can be used as a classic scene of horror movies in Lu Xi's hometown, but the people present are not touched or even want to laugh.

The half-stretched skeleton frame supported half of the body, and it muttered for a few seconds, as if it was a little confused, and then, the green fire in the eye socket suddenly steamed. It waved its hand again, and the skeleton fingers of one hand pinched out a magic seal, and the bone soul began to condense in it. Before it was fully formed, Bento let out a sharp howl.

The ordinary soldiers present couldn't help but cover their ears, and some of the recruits rolled on the ground, even the determined ones showed extremely uncomfortable and painful expressions.

"Banshee Bone Soul! Is this poor ghost actually a lich of this level? Last time he didn't have the ability! Major Lawrence clutched his ears and said loudly.

Although he is a captain of the Wingman guerrillas who does not understand magic at all, after all, he has fought against the undead for so many years, and he still has the knowledge he should have. The so-called banshee bone soul is actually the name of these big-headed soldiers, and to put it bluntly, it is a bone soul with the attribute of "banshee scream". Its special effect is to attack while emitting a howl similar to a banshee's scream, forming a large-scale spiritual bombardment on the surrounding soldiers, and its own power is stronger than that of ordinary bone souls.

You know, the Bone Soul is one of the few attack magic in necromancy that has the nature of a physical bite, and a single shot of the Bone Soul can gnaw a fully armed ironclad knight to the point that there is nothing left left. And this kind of enhanced version called "Banshee Bone Soul" by the big-headed soldiers, and the scientific name in necromancerc is called "Shock Bone Soul", which can gnaw the elephant in iron armor to the skeleton in strict sense.

A bitter lich who was so poor that he didn't even have any equipment left, and who didn't have at least the Dark Purification of his new body, could use this high-level necromancy was indeed very surprising to Major Lawrence.

yes, yes! I wouldn't have used this trick five years ago. However, when my body was destroyed, my life box was sealed, and my soul was imprisoned, the dignified Lich Archmage, the master of life and death, was reduced to a prisoner. I have received endless torture and humiliation, but I have also been humbled to exist. What he did was for all of this.

It's been five years, five whole years! I'm finally out of trouble! I've finally allowed myself to see the way forward! I'm much stronger than I was back then, and I'm finally able to pursue a position that I couldn't even think of...... Well, wait? What did he call me?

"Poor, poor ghost?"

Sandel felt that even a lich would not tolerate such humiliation! So he began to mobilize his magic power, preparing to release a bone prison, trap these enemies, and finally release all his remaining bone souls - even if he had eveupped Sander, there could only be one "Shock Bone Soul" in the spiritual sea, and the rest were all ordinary level.

If my old gear, especially my beloved Staff of Mercury and Bone Orbs, can be retrieved, I'll be able to store at least three. Sandel thought with great pity.

However, before he could release the bone prison, it saw the scene that made it stunned again. But I only saw that the "rookie new magician" - she was indeed a rookie five years ago - the staff poked out, and directly pulled out an air vortex, spinning like a black hole, and directly sucked his terrifying bone soul into the period, and when it was fused in the middle, it dissipated directly.

What is this, this, this......

This is the shield of Ostik! Even Little Dina will be able to, and if I can't learn it again, I won't have a position at all. Seyriliu looked at the other party's "click" skull and wanted to answer like this. Before that, though, she waved her hand and exhaled, "Come, Abu!" ”

A gigantic golem more than three meters tall resembling an ancient art statue emerged from the block behind it, and rushed to the lich with a stride. The few remaining ghouls wanted to whimper twice, but before they could open their mouths, the puppet swung a machete that was more exaggerated than the flagpole and flew away. Its iron feet stomped on the upper half of the lich's body, crushing the pile of bones to pieces. Then he raised his big hand and gently lifted the skull, as if he were holding a small ping pong ball.

However, even if there was only one skull left, it was definitely not fatal to the lich, and it was constantly casting all sorts of small spells at the golems that were close at hand. It's a pity that the lich who has been hit countless times in a short period of time is obviously a little downsized, and seems to have forgotten that the spirit and curse magic that he is best at are ineffective against the puppet.

A second later, its head was held directly in front of the two girls.

"This, it's not magic at all!" The skull yelled hysterically, "Do you think that's the end of it?" Do you think this is the end? No, no, no, we are the rulers of the world after death, and we will never stop. ”

"Annoying." Andreil said impatiently, "Even Kazan is hanging, and you disciples and disciples are still going to jump out to fight, do you think that your skull heads are made of star iron?" My patience is limited, and now, tell me, how many high undead are there that have infiltrated Darroshure? How did you get out of trouble? How did you get in? Say it! ”

Xander's skeletal head seemed to be sluggish, and even the soul fire seemed to pause for a moment. It then let out a sigh and laughed twice, "Well, it was all a hallucination...... Yes, everything is an illusion! Yes, to put it bluntly, it's an illusion! Yes, it's an illusion now, it's also an illusion that I'm trapped, and it's also an illusion that that little outpost was defeated by a group of rookies! Well, it's been an illusion for the past few years, and only in this way can it be explained! Sure enough, everything is a test of the supreme will of the great world of the dead, and only by passing this can I become the true Lich King! ”

“…… What the hell are you doing to make up for this? Andrell said that this guy can come to this conclusion at this time, and in a sense, he is really unconvinced.

"Oh, I remember, aren't you the one Job One, the lich who was defeated by Lu Xi with the Great Split?" Sehireu Road.

Lawrence looked at each other with an expression of amazement, "You only remembered it now." Andreel said helplessly, "It's also your own famous opponent, so it's good...... Wait, you're not, well, that's right? ”

Sehireu was tempted to ask which "that" was, but decided it would be better to get down to business.

"But, I remember, wasn't your fellow's lifebox taken from above? …… Wait, Sister Andrel, generally speaking, if the Alliance has a chance to get the Lich's Fatbox, how do they generally deal with it? Sehireu suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face suddenly sank.

"I remember that I tried to torture the information as much as possible, and after squeezing out the use value, I destroyed it in a centralized manner, right? Wait, you don't mean to say that it's not actually destroyed, but someone is using it to threaten the lich for their use? "If it had been a week ago, Andrel would have probably said that the top of the league would not have been filthy to this point. However, now that the Azure Palace has been reduced to rubble, she can be considered to understand that there is nothing more dirty in this world than politics.

The girls wanted to ask again, but the sound of Seyrilu's guide came from the signal requesting communication, and then the voice of the little girl Drow was heard.

"Sister Sehire, Miss Andrel, is everything going well with you over there?"

“…… Well, at least for now, there are no strong enemies worth mentioning. ”

“…… Well, that's good. We've got a bunch of troublesome uninvited guests. There was a hint of distress in the little girl's voice, "So, what should we do?" Attack, or ignore it? ”

"Uninvited guests?"

"Yes, an Arras-class high-speed battleship, it should be the Yasha Banehn, which was launched just last year, and the only six Elicharl-class high-speed cruisers at the moment. It should be the Federation Chenhai Fleet. ”