"Undead creatures don't need to eat dinner."

Franconian revealed the other party's identity with a word, and at the same time put his right hand behind his back and gestured to the few little ones behind him.

So Kamiyu and the others immediately calmed down and began to put on their usual formations.

"It is often not the beasts that devour human life, but their own fears and desires."

The giant creature that claimed to be the Coiled Wise didn't attack it directly, as they had imagined.

"It's the same this time, how many of you will survive?"

"What......"

Before Franconia could come to their senses, black turbid fluid poured out from under each other's scales, enveloping them into black cocoons as if they were alive.

"Sink into the memories of your past in the dark, and then die a tragic death. I will draw strength from your despair and quantify it into my body......"

Because Franconian was swallowed into the Black Cocoon, the fire around him was gradually extinguished. As darkness enveloped the space once more, the Coiled Wise Man also said in a deep voice as he slowly sank into the darkness as deep as water.

At this moment, the sound of tearing cloth suddenly sounded in this space that had fallen silent again.

Then, the cocoon at the front was torn apart, and the black shell of the cocoon shattered one after another, like black snowflakes falling and scattering like black butterflies.

Although there is hardly any light around, and the average person in this kind of place may fall into a state of not being able to reach out and lose his fingers, Franconian is different.

Undead creatures are not meant to be visually observed and locked onto their prey.

What's more, the two magic eyes that Xiwei specially installed for him also have a certain degree of night vision. At this time, for him, the dark space at the bottom of the river was no different from daylight.

"This is the materialized form of your spiritual power." Franken kicked the fragments of the black cocoon that landed on the opponent's scales, and after they shattered, they were like ice cubes placed in a warm environment, gradually melting from the edges: "Mix your negative feelings into your spiritual power, and then pollute the spirit of others through overwhelming 'quantity', so that its spirit is gradually assimilated and absorbed by you, and then the negative factors are re-mixed into these black spiritual powers, and the pure strength is absorbed by you, so we call it dinner." Academically, this ability should not exist. This world is incredible. ”

"After only experiencing it once, I figured out the basic situation of this trick. You are very talented. ”

The voice of the giant creature that claimed to be the Coiling Wise Man revealed a hint of appreciation: "But what makes me even more curious, why are you not affected by me?" ”

As an undead creature without a brain, under normal circumstances, Franken's mental power is diffused in the form of radiation from the core of magic in his mind. Usually weaker skeleton mages use radiant magic as the power of magic to cast spells. A more advanced skeleton mage like Franconian is able to collect and store up the magic that radiates from his brain. Therefore, the quantity and quality of mana in battle are far stronger than those of ordinary skeleton mages.

Since spiritual power has nothing to do with its own spirit or matter. Then the other party's spiritual pollution will naturally not work for him.

"There's no need to tell you this." It's just that Franconia naturally won't tell the other party this.

As he spoke, he had already started his work.

But his goal is not to entrap the wise...... In fact, by Franken's judgment. Now he is not sure enough to defeat the other party.

So he simply destroyed the cocoons of the little ones behind him.

Kamiyu and them are all the hope of Edric, and the future has infinite possibilities, if they are polluted by the malicious spirit here, causing them any psychological or mental trauma, then their future development will undoubtedly be much smaller.

"Foolish mortals."

As soon as the Coiling Wise Men finished speaking, the snake tail where Franconian and the others were twitched violently, as if it were about to throw them off at once.

Franconian set a group levitation spell around himself between the lightning and flint.

However, it is not known whether it was because the black cocoon shell had the property of absorbing magic to prevent the effect of magic, or because the other party interfered with his spell casting, only he and the four little ones escaped, and the two black cocoons wrapped in Nero and Claude fell in two completely different directions.

Because the time of being mentally polluted has not been long, after getting rid of the black cocoon, the four little ones also woke up in turn.

"What a nasty dream." I don't know what Lu Dao dreamed of, but Kamiyu, who woke up the last to wake up, was the first to say with a complicated face.

Having lived in the philistine since he was a child, he has seen more of the dark side than the other three, and his own spirit is a little more complicated, so the other party's mental pollution has caused him a lot of damage.

"I think it's okay, it's just a little tired." Riddle waved his arm, then drew his wand. He was the first to wake up, he grew up with the mountains as his companion, he lived in the countryside with a simple mind, and his mental pollution did not cause any damage.

"It's not a bit of a tiring problem at all!" Tannis yelled in the back. As the second person to wake up, Tannis's spirit was a little sluggish: "Although I can't remember the main process of dreaming anymore, I don't know what to do always makes me feel very tired!" ”

I guess I dreamed about losing weight or something.

The thought flashed through Riddle's mind.

"It's not a good thing anyway."

Dorothy, who woke up the third, also looked mentally deficient, but she didn't expect that the girl who looked hearty and strict on weekdays actually had a little less psychological pressure than Kamiyu.

"Then again, what about Bishop Nero and that native brother from Morag?"

Riddle wakes up early, witnesses the sight of the other two cocoons being thrown away before they have time to be rescued, and asks Franconian with some concern.

"Now they can only pray that the divine light of their usual faith will bless them."

Although he didn't know the specific level of the crusade of the wise man, just by looking at the opponent's astonishing size and terrifying attack methods, he could be sure that he was not a good guy, and he couldn't be so big as to half-heartedly find the place where Nero and Claude were when confronting the other party.

"Bishop Nero aside, that indigenous brother is not a believer in the pure white church, is he?" Kamiyu probably wanted to ease his mood and complained casually.

"It's good to have this kind of thing anyway, the other party is attacking, be careful not to die."

Franconia opened several protective barriers, but this sturdy defense, which was originally harmless by the sword, was no different from Styrofoam in the face of the opponent's black beam, and was easily pierced by a single blow, and if it was hit by this kind of attack, it would almost have to go to see Marx, and it was the kind that didn't even have time to rescue...... (To be continued......)

PS: Well, there's another chapter to follow......