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Roland glanced at him, his bare skull and claws with crooked nails looked like a ghoul, but his purple skin and disgusting body odor changed his first impression.

"It turned out to be a group of demons."

The demon is a "mutant" of ghouls, slightly smaller than ordinary ghouls, cunning and cruel, with sharp claws attached to a poison that can cause paralysis and fever, and the stench emitted from its body is even more disgusting.

However, for Roland's current strength, there is no difference between ghouls and demons, and they are sent to death as much as they come.

Grabbing the Sindra Emblem to stimulate the "dispersal of the undead", the positive energy turned into a round of silver ripples and exploded, the group of demons who were rushing towards him were all shrouded, and in an instant, silver flames were ignited, screaming in terror and twisting their bodies, turning into ashes in the holy flames, and finally only three demons who were stronger than their companions were left to avoid the fate of being destroyed directly, but they were also so frightened that they shrank into the corner, holding their heads and lying on the ground trembling.

Roland is not satisfied with this result, with his professional level and charm correction, he should destroy all the demons in one breath without any suspense, why are there still three alive? After thinking about it, I realized that I had made a low-level mistake. The entire underground space is filled with a strong negative energy, which actually forms the effect of "blasphemy", and the dispersal of the undead will inevitably be significantly weakened in this environment, on the contrary, the rebuke and summoning of the undead will be strengthened, and you should choose another way to fight the undead.

It's too risky to wander alone in a strange underground world, since there are still three demons left, don't waste it, Roland held up the emblem and praised Sindra, this time it was no longer to dispel the undead, but to "rebuke the undead" driven by negative energy.

Just as "Dispel the Undead" can directly destroy the undead who are relatively weak to him, "Rebuke the Undead" can take the undead who should be destroyed as minions, and control the other party to obey his orders through telepathy.

The pitch-black negative energy fluctuations bombarded the three frightened demons, and they successfully recovered them without the slightest resistance.

Roland raised the corners of his lips and sent out a telepathic message, ordering the three guys to stop pretending to be "ostriches" and quickly get up and line up.

The three demon brothers jumped up very obediently and lined up in front of him.

"Intelligence is high, and obedience is good." Roland nodded in satisfaction. Manipulating undead creatures is also particular, the intelligence of demons and ghosts is as high as 13, and they can skillfully use the language they mastered before their lives to communicate with their masters, to be honest, the intelligence of the vast majority of living people is not as high as that of demons, not only serving the master before and after the saddle, but also slapping the horse, is the first-rate little brother; In the case of zombies and skeletons with 0 intelligence, you simply can't expect the other party to execute slightly more complex commands, let alone submit streams.

A demon knelt at Roland's feet with a flattering face, and uttered a long list of flattering words very skillfully: "My honorable great and handsome supreme master! The little one has confidential information to report to you! ”

Roland looked at this standard traitor...... No, the ghost traitor's face suddenly became happy, "What kind of confidential information, hurry up and explain." ”

"Returning to my lord, this hall is the entrance to the Orc King's Tomb, where the little ones are lurking on the orders of Master Trofim to kill all creatures that trespass, of course, you are not among them, master."

"Orc King ......Mausoleum" Roland realized, it turned out that this was the underground mausoleum of the former orc royal court, so the bones of King Thorge must also be buried here, which provided him with an excellent opportunity to regain the "Nether Gem" by mistake.

"And what kind of character is the 'Master of Trofim'?" Roland asked.

"Trofim Lebenson, Lord Grande's royal alchemist, is said to be from the North Sea Giant Isle, he and his mage apprentices have been working in this underground mausoleum for a whole year, and they don't know what they are doing, and they recently completed their experimental project and moved to the surface."

Roland became interested when he heard this, and then asked him, "What is the experimental project?" ”

"It's classified, it's not clear, but ...... Hey, hey, hey......" The demon smiled treacherously and turned his head to look at the tapestry hanging on the wall, "but there is a guy who knows more than the little one, and the master has caught him and tortured him, so that he can force him to ask—wow! ”

The ghost traitor was about to tell the truth, but before the words fell, a beam of lightning suddenly shot from the opposite side, which hit its face, directly shattering its head, and half of its body became charcoal.

Roland, who was standing in the same straight line as the demon, was also hit by lightning, and half of his body was numb.

At this moment, a gray figure lifted the tapestry and jumped out, pointing at the charred corpse of the demon in front of Roland and his companions, screaming and cursing: "You damned traitors, just wait to be skinned and soaked in a sulphuric acid barrel by Master Trofim!" ”

Roland rubbed his numb arm, stared at it, and realized that the other party was also a demon, but it was larger than an ordinary demon, more than five feet tall, and his skin was grayish-white and covered with black tattoos. These tattoos were not mere ornaments, Roland recognized them as mysterious and obscure arcane spells through his "Spell Recognition" skills, which appeared to be the use of his skin as a scroll-like storage device, inscribed with many arcane spells.

"It's ...... Assassination of demons? Roland immediately remembered a special kind of undead creature that could gain the ability to cast arcane magic by stabbing arcane spells on his body. The demon is not capable of performing such a difficult stabbing operation for himself, so who created this monster?

"Is it Grande himself, or is it the legendary Master of Trofim?" Roland felt more and more suspicious of this orc king's tomb, pulled out Durandal, and strode close to the assassination demon. The demon servants who were originally frightened by the lightning beam and hid behind him were also bold when they saw their master personally dealing with the thorny demon at this moment, and they were all bold, and they flanked and pounced on both sides to bite the former leader, like two ferocious hounds.

"Traitor! Damned traitor! I curse you! ”

The assassin demon is not only fierce in his mouth, but also not slow in his actions. The stabbing creature's spell-like abilities didn't require gestures, materials, or chanting, and a spell tattoo on its back suddenly glowed, billowing fog spreading out around its body, enveloping it entirely. At the same time, the spell tattoo on his back dimmed, and it would take tomorrow to recharge his magic and perform the "Hidden Mist Technique" again.

The thick fog obscured the vision of the demon servant, and he was at a loss for a while. Roland sneered and pulled out the "Yanlong pistol", the pupil of fate pierced through the thick fog and stared at the assassin demon, raised his hand to pull the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun spewed flames, emptying the magazine in one breath.

After six gunshots, the thorn demon screamed and fell to the ground.

With a flick of the wheel with his fingertips, Roland refilled the Yanlong pistol with a skillful technique, and coldly spat out a sentence: "I want to live." ”

The two demon servants immediately sensed it, and they all turned their heads and swooped towards the hiding place of the assassin demon demon. (To be continued.) )