Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Fall

As he said this, King Sanjay also stood proudly above the current, looking down on Viklor from mid-air.

"Hand over your voodoo mysticism. I could consider sparing your life. ”

Viklor struggled to his feet through the smoke and ashes. Half of his body was scarred, half of his face was charred, and his hair was still smoking.

"Up, skeletons!" Viklor pointed forward with his wand, and several skeletal sword and shield hands passed through the black and purple circles and approached King Sanjay. Another skeleton mage used a dry hand bone to pinch out a dark purple orb.

"This lowly summon is also taken out to be embarrassing." King Sanjay didn't look at the skeleton soldiers approaching from all sides, and looked at the skeleton mage and said, "Heavy pressure." ”

Viklor was shocked, he didn't expect the enemy's strength to reach such a powerful level. With just one sentence, the skeleton mage snapped off one by one as if he had been hit by a ton of iron, and then shattered into powder and bone fragments.

"Can you even manipulate gravity?" The Voodoo Warlock hurriedly moved while the Wise Skeleton warriors laid siege.

The water column that held up King Sanjay swept around like a tentacle like a life, and the skeleton warrior was beaten to pieces in a hurry, and the unlucky one was directly pulled into two pieces.

"Necromancy! Shred him! Viklor didn't dare to hold back, summoning his powerful army of necromancy and pounced.

"That's pretty much it." King Sanjay also knew how sharp a necromancer of this scale was, and while controlling the water to resist, he formed a shield of flames around him.

The onslaught of the necromancers was quickly stopped, and the king was surrounded without an inch.

"Your magic can't help me, Warlock." King Sanjay regained a little breath and began to brew the next trick, "I am the winner." ”

"On the contrary, Psychic Manicer." Viklor stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, "You are the one who died." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mud on the ground suddenly boiled, and a thick chain rose into the air. King Sanjay was blinded by the necromancy in front of him and his own defensive spells, and before he could react, python-like chains wrapped around him. The sheer force even strangled him from breathing.

"What is this?"

"Stitch Monster's Chains!" Viklor crushed a bone fragment, "From the very beginning, the anchor and black mud have been lying in ambush around you, and your carelessness and unmoving defense have killed you!" Be my bread, noble king! Dance of the Dead! ”

Dozens of necromancers screamed and screamed and pounced, and King Sanjay, who had nowhere to run, chanted one after the other.

"Tempest!"

"Flames!"

"Torrent ~ Ah!!!hh

No sooner had the third spirit spoken than the necromancer broke through his makeshift defenses and tore a large chunk of flesh from his neck.

"Wow, aa The king wailed and was thrown to the ground.

"It's delicious~" Viklor licked his lips, "You're a powerful warlock, but you're too underestimated." ”

The Black Sage is a powerful hero in this world on a par with the Night Stalker, and the Night Stalker's power makes Viklor still feel terrified when he thinks about it.

However, King Sanjay simply fell into Viklor's trap and then became food for the necromancy before he could fully exert his power. His unwilling soul twisted into Viklor's flesh and became a new tattoo.

"You have obtained the Chieftain Mask (head) of the Sanjay clan. Grade: Dark Gold. Attributes: Intelligence +10, Spirit +10, Stamina +5.

Special Effect 1: Spell damage amplification, an additional 25 spell damage power increase.

Special Effect 2: Rapid cast, increasing cast speed by an additional 25.

Special Effect 3: Ancestral Soul, creating a shield that blocks up to 300 additional damage and has a cooldown of 1 hour. ”

The body of the dead King Sanjay curled up in a small ball, the size of a monkey. The ornate robes were draped over the bark-like shriveled skin, and looked miserable and ridiculous.

Suddenly noticing what had fallen, Viklor leaned down to remove a gold ring from King Sanjay's finger.

"You have found a specific plot item: the King's Ring, the symbol of Sanjay's kingship.

After the death of each generation of King Sanjay, his name ring will be inherited by the next king and used to sign the king's edict. ”

"It turned out to be something like a seal." Viklor smiled, tucked away the ring, and looked up at the roof not far away: "How long are you going to hide there?" Since you're here, stay here. ”

"Oops~ I've been discovered." Nightwing shrugged and stepped forward, "There aren't many people who can see through my stealth skills. Can you tell me how you found me? ”

"I'll tell you when you're part of my necromantic army." Viklor waved his wand, and the army of necromancy, which had been pacified, immediately began to howl again.

Nightwing saw that the situation was not good, and he ran away. His strong, agile movements moved swiftly from the roof of the building like a ghost in the night.

"Where to run!" Viklor was about to cast a spell when he noticed a flash of fire blooming from Nightwing's side. Before he could dodge, several 0.45-inch ACP shells hit his mana shield and exploded with a crackle.

Nightwing runs around Viklore as he shoots with a Thomson submachine gun in his right hand. His basic ranged stats are at least the same as those of LV7, and he can shoot with a steady stream of precision with such a simple weapon.

Viklor frowned, he found that his shield was constantly decayed by such a simple attack, and his necromancy could not keep up with the speed of Nightwing's movement.

"Stitch Monster!" With Viklor's command, the Stitch Monster threw chains at Nightwing.

"Wow!" Nightwing snapped to a halt in the midst of high-speed action, rolling backwards without pause, chains flying past Nightwing's immediate range, nearly hooking him.

"Surround him! Fixed-point airdrop! With a finger of Viklor, four skeletons emerged from the void's circle, right in the middle of the backflip Nightwing.

"Oops!" Nightwing panicked, "My actions have been seen through, this warlock's summon can actually appear from the designated position!" ”

The four long knives slashed out in unison, slashing towards the Nightwing in the knife array.

"Boom!" Before the long knife fell, a silver beam of light shot through the two skeletons, shattering them with a single blow.

The rest of the skeletons naturally couldn't help Nightwing. The Ranger of the Night parried a long knife with a submachine gun and kicked another skeleton out with a flying kick.

Before the blocked skeleton could retract its stance, Thomson was pressed against its front door.

With a rapid rain of bullets, the skeleton soldier fell from the roof of the building in pieces.

"Have you teamed up with the plot characters~" Viklor had already sensed the silver light from the contractor, quickly checked his storage space, and immediately had a plan, and rushed into the darkness.