Why do you have such strange powers as a magician!?

Nicholas wanted to ask her, but now he couldn't speak, and he couldn't even scream in pain.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Nicholas's gagged mouth could only make a sobbing sound, he hurriedly cast a healing spell on himself, which made him feel better, Elusa suddenly didn't know, and carried him back to the bedroom, the movement became more and more violent, Nicholas guessed that she was consumed by desire again......

Nicholas finally realized how strong the regenerative talent he had acquired, and the broken bones were slowly repaired, and before he knew it, he was back to normal.

After a long time, Elusa finally settled down, and fell asleep tiredly, Nicholas was also a little tired holding her soft body and leaning against the head of the bed, thinking about the potion in her head, listening to Elusa say that she had drunk too much of the abstinence potion, and she already had extremely high resistance, and she had to research a new potion as soon as possible, who knows when she would suddenly have a seizure.

After coming up with a bunch of prescriptions in his mind, Nicholas felt a little tired and didn't think about it anymore, and took out the little iron ball of Figus and studied it.

He always felt that this little iron ball was not so simple, how could Fergus put a useless little iron ball in his pocket.

Nicholas pinched it with his hand, it felt extremely hard, and after thinking for a while, he injected magic power, of course, the magician's things can always be related to magic, and sure enough, Nicholas's magic power was absorbed by the iron ball, and the iron ball immediately burned, and then disappeared on the bed in Nicholas's body instantly......

Elusa slept so deeply that she didn't even feel Nicholas disappear, and leaned over where he was lying.

In a small village some distance from Sun City, a great battle between man and the undead is taking place at this moment.

A group of men with axes, swords, shovels, and a variety of weapons kept a group of skeleton warriors out of the village.

"Grandma's! How can there be undead again!? Didn't the army of Sun City just come here the day before yesterday and destroy their group of ghosts? ”

An uncle with a hammer and a bearded face crushed the skull of a skeleton with a hammer and shouted irritably.

He was more of a blacksmith than a warrior.

"Uncle Sam, be careful!"

A young man exclaimed, and knocked the uncle away, and an arrow that suddenly flew into his arm made him snort again.

"Hollande, are you alright!?"

Sam's face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly stood in front of the young man, blocking the attack of a skeleton warrior for him.

"I'm fine, damn it, there's a bunch of skeleton shooters appearing! What should we do now? ”

Hollande asked helplessly, his face pale, his voice faintly revealing despair.

Sam also noticed a group of undead coming in the distance, his face was also extremely pale and full of despair, but he still reluctantly smiled and said: "Don't worry, we will be fine, your brother has already gone to ask for support, everyone retreat a little first, trick them into the trap, we can hold on until the reinforcements arrive, we must not let them hurt the villagers!" ”

"Ahh!!h

No sooner had Sam finished speaking than a frightened scream of a young girl could be heard in the village.

"You guys go check it out!"

Sam's face changed wildly, and he immediately said that there was no need for him to remind him, and several young men had already rushed back to the village.

"Die, abominable undead!"

Sam hammered a skeleton warrior apart with a hammer again, and hurriedly said to Hollande: "Hollande, you go back too, take care of your wounds first, just a few of our old guys here." ”

"It's okay, I can hold on a little longer."

Hollande looked at the rows of undead in the setting sun, shook his head, and took a step forward.

How could they stop so many undead, he understood that Uncle Sam wanted him to live a little longer, maybe he could hold out until reinforcements arrived, but he really couldn't leave this Uncle Sam like his father.

"Don't be reckless, go back!"

Sam was anxious, shouted angrily, and dragged him behind, but Hollande's stay did not make him feel relieved, but made him anxious and angry.

"I'm going back with everyone! Yes! You goddamn skeletons! ”

Hollande rushed to the front again, slashing his sword at a skeleton warrior, thinking that Uncle Sam would die, he would also die, everyone would die, tears flowed unconsciously, and for a moment he was full of hatred for the undead.

"Give it to me, you idiot...... Hey, there's a ....... there? Person? Undead? ”

Seeing more and more undead Sam was unprecedentedly anxious in his heart, and was about to persuade Hollande again, he suddenly noticed a strange figure appearing in the army of undead, with a childish face, completely naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, exaggerated green hair, and sucking pacifiers......

Although the other party is strange, it should not be an undead......

"Ahh

One of the people next to him also noticed the figure that suddenly appeared, and when he saw his appearance, he was stunned, causing him to be slashed by the skeleton warrior and let out a miserable scream.

"Wow, ahhhh I%@*! ”

Nicholas in the skeleton group let out an even more terrible scream, he was almost scared to pee, that ghost thing in Fergus seemed to be some kind of teleportation device, and it actually teleported him directly away from Elusa's warm bed, or in a pile of undead.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a pile of swords cut off his head.

"Fireball! Fireball! Fireball! Summon skeletons! Summons Skeletons ......"

Nicholas's face was pale, his hands were together, and a large number of fireballs were thrown by him, and by the way, he also summoned skeleton warriors, and he managed to survive in this group of undead piles.

"It's a magician! It's a magician! Reinforcements have arrived! Everyone is saved! ”

Sam shouted excitedly when he saw Nicholas use all kinds of magic against the undead, and felt another surge of strength rise in his body, destroying a skeleton again with a hammer.

"Haha! That's great! Reinforcements are coming too fast! Thanks to the Empress! Uncle Sam, we can survive! ”

Hollande laughed excitedly, but his tears did not stop, but flowed more and more, and he saw hope, and his exhausted body seemed to return to the light, and the same strength poured out, and one by one he cut off the head of a skeleton warrior.

"Huh!? Is there anyone else here? ”

Nicholas heard the voice and looked over, and at a glance, his face changed, this group of undead was actually attacking a village, but fortunately it was blocked by a group of people at the entrance of the village.

Although he didn't know where he was teleported, Nicholas would never watch the undead wreak havoc at will, he raised his hand to block the arrows fired by a bunch of skeleton archers, and then took out the magic wand in the space ring, plus a little blood of his own, and used the fifth-level dark magic, tentacle realm.

This magic wand can increase the caster's cast speed by 10%, and combined with Nicholas's own choice bonus, his casting speed has reached a certain level, and it didn't take long to successfully release this magic.