Because his identity cannot be revealed, Mu Yan can only use necromancy now, and the essence of necromancy is to control the dead and manipulate souls.

For Mu Yan, the former cannot be realized, because it is necessary to prepare in advance, just like Manny and the Bone Spirit Swordsman, and Teacher Zha has become the target of public criticism because of this. And the latter is also a little difficult, because this thing can't exist in the mage's body like magic, and professional necromancers will carry crystal balls or soul gems, but he is not professional at all......

After all, he had been soaking in Heru's abundant soul energy for almost a year, and he didn't expect to be at this point, and no one would bring a box of sand with him when he came back from a vacation in the sunny beach......

The soul power of the corroded rock puppet just now was borrowed from Manny, and it had already consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight, Mu Yan was still worried about how to continue the battle, and then the scene in front of him happened, which caught him off guard.

It's just drowsy and someone sends a pillow, of course he won't let it go.

"Have the hypocritical gods finally died of their masks and began to rob what did not belong to them......

Mu Yan let out a burst of laughter, his hands moved like playing a piano, and the invisible silk threads were connected to the dead corpses, and they suddenly trembled like marionettes.

Mishua snorted coldly, in terms of the skill of manipulating the soul, she was not Mu Yan's opponent at all, and now she could only rely on brute force to hold on.

The tug-of-war between the two is generally back and forth, and the control of the soul of the dead is constantly changing, and it has to be like sifting chaff.

Seeing that this was about to fall to the downwind, a lake of blue smoke rose around Mishua, emitting bursts of icy aura that enveloped the corpse.

Isn't she an elementalist of the air and earth systems? Mu Yan was shocked, the power behind the other party gave him a familiar sense of oppression.

It needs to be solved as soon as possible, he thought, the threads of souls extending from his fingertips wrapped around the brains of the dead corpses, and a large pile of marionettes stumbled towards Mishua.

The female elf sneered, and the smoke crawled down the invisible silk thread, and then condensed into substance, and the corpse was frozen into ice sculptures. At the same time, the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow spread along the silk thread to Mu Yan's hand, and it was about to invade his body, the latter's ten fingers were crossed, and the cold qi was actually gathered in the palm of his hand, condensing into a water ball the size of a baby's fist.

Not only that, but the water balloon in his palm emitted a suction force, and even the ice cubes that wrapped the dead body cracked with a "click", turning into smoke and being sucked back in.

How could he absorb the power of the gods!? Mishya's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly urged the few divine powers to break free from the attraction.

"Don't panic, I can give it back to you." Mu Yan smiled and let out a low shout, "Burst!" ”

One after another, the corpses connected by silk threads exploded, and Mishua had to raise a hemispherical fortress to enclose herself.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yan didn't think about it, and raised his hand to throw the fist-sized water balloon.

"Boom-"

As soon as the uncontrolled divine power came into contact with the fortress, an explosion occurred, and the ripples instantly bulldozed the fortress, leaving a radial pit and dust scattered everywhere.

"Hurricane Technique"

Mu Yan casually beckoned a whirlwind, blew away the fog, and found that there was nothing inside.

At that moment, the earth directly below him rose into the air like a python, and with the help of a high-speed rotating air current, it came straight towards him.

Mu Yan flapped his bone wings and just wanted to dodge, when the soil at the front of the snake suddenly exploded, and the Mishoa hidden in it was launched like a cannonball, one hand was a scroll torn in half, and the milky white light in the other hand loomed.

He secretly said badly, and was about to dodge away, but found that the space around him was tightly sealed, and his "flash technique" couldn't even ripple a little.

"Yes, this is Artes' lover......"

In the next second, the light in Michua's palm exploded, and the violent air flow tilted on the two people at once, and even the mage shield was shocked and deformed. A cloud of fireworks mixed with mud burst into the air, and the splashed debris shot deep into the ground, which shows the power of its impact.

When the dust settled, Mu Yan lay quietly on the ground, covered with a tattered cloak, exuding a lifeless smell.

Mishea rose from the ground, her skin like cracked earth, but there seemed to be liquid in the crevices that were gradually repairing the wounds. She approached Mu Yan step by step, and another scroll appeared in her hand.

As the lover of Artes, a master of space magic, although both of them are no longer what they used to be, this does not affect the fact that she is full of scrolls that can imprison space.

"The bounty of the Lord of the Waters will give birth to all things, and you are the second blasphemous, but by no means the last."

Her expression was serious, as if she was reciting a sentence to Mu Yan.

"Tell me, how did you get access to the power of God?"

Mu Yan didn't say a word, as if he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Fearing that he would be tricked, Mishua shredded the scroll to seal off the space around the two of them, summoning several spikes from under Mu Yan, piercing his shoulders, wrists, and ankles.

However, the strange thing is that not a single drop of blood came out of this process, and the corpse on the ground was like a tattered sandbag, and Mishua realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The space was blocked, and she didn't have time to escape, and brilliant elemental sparks bloomed on the pierced corpse, and a destruction no less than the self-explosion of the Seven Ring Mage suddenly occurred.

The smoke and dust dissipated, leaving a deep pit with a radius of more than 20 meters on the ground, which was strung together with the blasting site that had just occurred, looking like a gourd from a high altitude.

At the center of the larger pit below was Mishua's cracked body, and although he didn't break his arms or legs, he felt like he was getting less in than he was out.

During the high-altitude explosion just now, Mu Yan used Smaug's scales to block the impact. Although the space line was locked, the macroscopic movement of the object was still possible, so he was fired like a cannonball by the force of the impact. In the air, he started the ghost walk and hid, throwing out a body made of dead elements, and successfully achieved the "golden cicada shell".

Then the artificial flesh was stimulated by Mishuah's "torture" and exploded. Fortunately, Luokan's elemental concentration and activity were much more intense than Heru's, and the power of artificial flesh and blood was not as great as expected, but despite this, Mu Yan still had to open the enchantment to avoid the dungeon being affected.

After all, what if Teacher Zha goes mad during meditation? Mu Yan is really heartbroken.

……

Mu Yan released several "hydrotherapy techniques" in a row, but they had no effect, and this explosion really hurt Mishua a lot.

"Xia Mu, retrieve the target's injuries and find a way."

"Please place your hands at a height of three centimeters above the surface of your target."

Mu Yan did so.

「…… After the examination was completed, the comparison was completed, the target was 74% damaged, fell into a coma, the underlying cause is unknown, dependent on self-recovery, the speed is unknown, and the estimated remaining completion time is unknown."

"Why does it feel familiar?" Mu Yan muttered, "You can only rely on self-recovery, isn't that the same as Teacher Glazer who lifted the transformation state?" ”

This is the case with Mr. Glazer, who turned into a "Super Saiyan" on the Nagfar, and is unable to withstand any spell healing.

"The symptoms of the two cases are 97.5% similar."

"Maybe it has something to do with her anomaly?" He thought suddenly.

There were two doubts in the previous battle that made him very concerned, one was why the other party's soul was able to hinder the soul from returning to Heru even though it was not contaminated with Heru's contaminant?

Theoretically, this kind of thing can only be done by necromancers, and Lokan's necromancers have an important sign - there are traces on their souls. It was evidence of the Styx, and even he couldn't avoid it, but it was artificially eliminated twice, once by the system and once by Alduin.

The second is the divine power that Mishoa carries, although it is very weak, but it is indeed in attributes.

Alduin divides the divine power into two types, one is Mia's cocktail divine power, which is a combination of two elements and a soul, and is the original power that makes up this world, inherited by the three administrators.

The second is the power of faith, or "divine power" in the narrow sense. This is a new kind of power, which comes from the creations of the managers, but cannot be used by the managers. The only ones who can control it are the current "New Gods" - in fact, only the Elemental Apostles of Ikali.

So the question is, what about the divine power in Mishoya's body? Izu: Have they mastered this kind of black technology?

The reason why he can manipulate divine power is because as a former experience carrier, the player, he has been "magnetized" by the power of faith, just like metal that has been placed in a magnetic field for too long, and has its own magnetism, so it can invoke the "experience" of the past. But what about these natives of Lokan?

Perhaps that's why Mysiah is the way she is now?

Thinking so, he suddenly noticed something interesting on the back of Michua's neck: a faint blue mark.

Secretly offended, he cut a big hole in the clothes on the elf's back, and the truth was suddenly presented in front of his eyes.

A complete aqua blue imprint that exudes a chill.