Chapter 1520 - More Bullying Less

Magic originated from elves.

In Elven language, the half-lich meaning is actually "halfway through cultivation, incomplete", which means that Angelish has not really transformed into a lich.

However, despite his lack of strength, his half-lich does not have too obvious flaws.

Like the Lich, they possess all the abilities they had in life and have endless time to study magic, so it is inevitable that they will possess great magical powers.

The only difference is that they can't store their souls in a lifebox like the Lich, and naturally they can't create a new body resurrection as long as the lifebox exists, like the Lich.

It is for this reason that the half-lich Angelish is more life-sparing, and is more able to burst out of absolute power in times of crisis.

"Let's start fighting, treat it according to the standards of the wild boss, it is likely to be more intelligent, and the hatred will not be too stable," Lu Li judged based on his understanding of the lich, and the lich they had faced was only Les Frost and the instructor was chilling.

But these two bosses have entered the dungeon, and their strength is not the same at all.

"I admire your courage," said Angelish, still sitting upright, raising his staff to the few who appeared before him, "but I spit on your souls. ”.

But he almost jumped in the next second.

Because there are too many people!

Day, surrounded!

When a large crowd of people popped up on the bridgehead and on both sides of the bridge, including the surrounding hills, Angelish knew that he had underestimated the enemy.

The shackles of mana, which had not been loosened for many years, dissolved like ice and snow the moment he became a lich.

Angelish was already basking in the feeling of a sudden explosion in strength, and with a few missions that were not difficult at all, the cautious and cowardly teacher was truly dead.

As soon as a crossbow bolt slammed into his eye socket, the half-lich let out a great howl—a howl that was not measured by sound, but pierced through the soul and spread far and far like a wave.

Lu Li immediately felt that something was wrong.

Just in case, he immediately made some targeted arrangements.

The others saw that MT had stabilized their hatred, and of course they unceremoniously went up and output.

With more than four million HP, this is enough for a quasi-BOSS, and many real BOSSs are probably at this level.

Soromon didn't wait for Lu Li to nod, he couldn't wait to go up to work.

This mission was issued by the military behind his back, it belonged to his personal mission, and it was closely related to his future, if he could get this batch of potions and send them back to let the allied pharmacists research the antidote, then his merit would be too great.

If he fails, although he can push out Lu Li and these adventurers, he still has to continue to be this damn scout captain.

Soromon's damage is very high, and it directly causes OT.

With a wave of the Anglish staff, a series of ice arrows smashed into his face, knocking him back again and again, and a thick layer of ice armor formed on his body, which not only reduced his movement speed, but also greatly reduced his attack speed.

Originally, he let Soromon rest first, but when Lu Li looked at Solomon's blood volume, he suddenly had no such idea.

A small alliance officer actually has two million blood, and it's really a waste of this kind of blood cow not to let you come.

Obviously, whether it is a half-lich like Angelish or an NPC officer like Soromon, the moment they step into the plague land, their attributes and blood volume have been very terrifyingly enhanced, and Marshal Wendsol does not necessarily have so much blood.

With people fighting the monster, others are happy.

And Solomon has the most damage and threat to Angelish, so the hatred is steady, except for some AOE skills, Angelish doesn't even bother to look at these ant-like players around him.

Arrogance has eroded his psyche.

If he had been the cautious magic teacher, and had a research heart, he would have found that the damage these ants had done to him was much higher than that of Soromon, an opponent of equal strength......

Angelish brought more than a dozen juniors this time, and there were four of them with good stitching monsters.

But these monsters are not enough to see in front of the five hundred-person group, and more than a dozen layers of legal AOE are brushed back and forth, and these monsters are all killed before they can touch the player.

After cleaning up the mobs, all go to fight the boss.

The amount of blood is dropping!

Angelish finally couldn't sit still, he jumped out of the car, his staff dancing, and all kinds of skills came out one after another.

A bone shield appeared beside the half-lich, forming a relatively complete defense system, which could at least intercept most of the damage.

At this time, the damage is much less than just now, Angelish's HP drop has slowed down, and what makes people even more speechless is that this bone shield can also convert some of the absorbed magic damage into half-lich health.

Even a half-lich is not to be taken lightly, especially in today's plaguelands.

"Try not to hit the shield of the legal system, the physical profession will burst out and hit the bone shield, Chief Soromon, hit his shield," Lu Li roared.

Of course, the physical profession is more efficient if you play a shield, and the shield of the French profession will replenish Angelish's health.

After a while, he finally knocked out Angelish's bone shield, but he quickly held up another ice shield.

Damn,I hate the French boss the most.。

Fortunately, the ice shield will only reduce damage, and will not add blood to him, otherwise Lu Li and the others will vomit blood, who said that necromantic bosses are very easy to deal with, because they rarely return blood, it must be a lie, it must be.

What makes Lu Li hate the most is the endless skills of this French wild boss.

Why don't you stuff this stuff into a dungeon?

The strange skills in the dungeon are all limited, even if there are more than ten, but who dares to expect a half-lich outside the dungeon who has studied magic all his life to only have ten skills?

This old immortal can even charm!

Just your bony face, you actually use charm skills to eat.

Fortunately, I have five hundred people, even if one person hits you, you can feel uncomfortable for a few seconds, and Lu Li also brought a lot of healing, and the players affected by the AOE can quickly recharge their blood, and even if they kill in seconds, someone will pull him up and continue to work.

Half of the HP was quickly knocked out, and if nothing else, the battle would be resolved in a few minutes.

"Boss, no, a lot of undead are coming this way," someone informed Lu Li.

Sure enough, when I heard the lich let out a soul howl just now, I felt bad, it was actually a summoning ultimate, fortunately some thieves were arranged to reconnoiter on the periphery, otherwise if this was caught off guard, it was really possible to capsize in the gutter.