Chapter 7: The Almighty Skeleton
Super high IQ, perfect body coordination, agile skills!
Looking at the little skeleton that rushed towards him in anger, Andrew was excited!
"Stop!"
Andrew, a lazy donkey, rolled over and reached out to stop Security Officer Lee before his angry skeletal claws slammed into his face.
It's not that Li Baoan is rational enough, it's not that he's calm enough, the main reason is that Andrew is taller than him, his arms are longer than him, and as soon as people stretch out their hands, they directly cover his face, and his skinny little fist is still several punches away from people.
Andrew excitedly pressed the little skeleton's head, and said happily: "Look away, look away, it's worthy of being a perfect soul, worthy of being a high-level creature summoned by me who exhausted my mana and spiritual power, come on, let me see what else you can do?" ”
When Li Baoan heard this, he was angry, this is Chi Guoguo's teasing, isn't it?
Street fighting, the first strike is king!
Li Baoan suddenly leaned back, just when Andrew thought that the little skeleton knew the difficulty and retreated, and finally recognized the master, he saw Li Baoan being short, and suddenly drilled under Andrew's arm, and the five fingers of his right hand became claws, from the bottom up, it was a fierce monkey picking peaches!
"Hmm!" Andrew snorted, and cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead, this is the key point!
Andrew never expected that this little skeleton who betrayed his master would not only have a bold style, but also be able to attack from afar and in close combat, and now with this keen insight and grasp of the timing of attacks on vital parts, even if he is a thief!
Found a treasure! Andrew gritted his teeth in pain, don't forget, it was a skeletal claw, all bones, how sharp.
However, it was completely useless, and I saw Andrew slap it down, and with a bang, the skeleton shelves were scattered all over the ground.
No matter how strong it is, it's just the lowest and lowest little skeleton, and it can be solved with a slap in the face. Don't forget that although Andrew is a mage, he is a sturdy necromancer, even if he is unarmed, it is not something that Li Baoan's current messy little body in the wind can resist.
"Well, yes, yes, with the courage of a skeleton warrior, and the potential of a skeleton archer, but ...... If I could become a skeleton thief, would I be the originator of necromancers? Hahaha......"
Andrew was talking to himself, and the more he talked, the more proud he became, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile! He is not wrong, among the summoned necromantic creatures, so far, there has not been a single thief, as for the undead thief, that is another concept, necromantic creatures and undead creatures, that is not the same concept.
Before Andrew could get enough of himself, he suddenly heard a sharp click, and the skeleton shelves scattered all over the ground were suddenly intact, and the little skeleton suddenly jumped up from the ground, and his short body was a black tiger digging his crotch!
Andrew, who was at a critical juncture, didn't have time to think about it at all, his instinct was to kick it over, and with a bang, the skeleton frame was scattered all over the ground, but Andrew, who was in a cold sweat on his back, didn't dare to be careless anymore, and hurriedly took the opportunity to retreat. This little skeleton has a ruthless move, and if he comes a few more times, his qualification to be a man will probably be invalidated.
Seeing Andrew retreat, the bone frame, which was still weak just now, formed a skeleton again in an instant, and rushed towards Andrew bravely, with an undying posture.
"What a feud, this is!"
Andrew was depressed, he was kind, well, he finally summoned a perfect soul, and he flattered this necromantic creature with a name, which is equivalent to affirming his identity, and he will have the opportunity to be on an equal footing with himself in the future, but this little skeleton actually doesn't appreciate it at all, and he doesn't measure himself, and he is in the wrong place, which one is this singing?
How did he know that the word Sophie touched the sharpest nerves of Li Baoan. Sophie, what a beautiful and graceful name, but unfortunately it has become the spokesperson of the aunt's towel.
Ordinary skeletons have been scattered, and it is impossible to revive them again without the necromancer summoning them again, let alone being as alive as the skeleton in front of them. However, Andrew looked at the two soul fires burning in the little skull with great excitement, showing signs of burning more and more, which shows that this is not an ordinary skeleton at all, but I don't know what went wrong when I summoned it, and it just fell on a host body that should not have come.
Very good, Andrew raised his hand slightly, without mercy, it was directly an aging curse released, after such a period of respite, the powerful Andrew, mana has recovered a lot.
The Curse of Aging, one of the necromancer's signature skills, is terrifying, reducing physical functions across the board, and a great guy will become a twilight in the blink of an eye.
Then, Andrew saw that the dark halo of the aging curse accurately fell on the little skeleton, even if he was moving at high speed, as an archmage like Andrew, it was almost instinctive to predict in advance.
It's just that the little skeleton is still alive and well, and an acceleration is directly close!
How can it be! Andrew was shocked.
Even if the necromantic creature is extremely resistant to dark magic, it will at least have the effect of slowing down, how can there be no effect at all?
In a hurry, Andrew seemed to have forgotten that what was in front of him was just a small skeleton that could be slapped away with a slap, and with the momentum of moving forward bravely, Andrew's thoughts almost returned to the battle-torn battlefield in an instant, and the enemy warriors rushed towards him, the holy mage, fearlessly to death.
Poison Explosion!
Teleport!
Andrew was perfectly seamless and showed his true quality.
The turquoise poisonous mist bloomed from the feet of the little skeleton in an instant, and in an instant, the soil that had already become decaying was immediately dyed a layer of dark green, and the little skeleton's entire body was surrounded by the spreading poisonous mist, lost in the poisonous mist.
Andrew, who teleported back, did not relax his vigilance at all, at this moment, in front of him, it was no longer a weak little skeleton at all, but a resolute warrior who could face him head-on! Andrew chanted rapidly, and a bone spear with a flickering cold light quickly took shape in his hand.
However, just as the spell was about to be completed, whoosh! Syllable!
Andrew tilted his head back, the spell was not forming, and a large bag on his forehead was gradually taking shape.
A fist-sized stone would slide off Andrew's face, and the little skeleton, holding a stone in one hand, swayed out of the poisonous mist intact.
This is a poisonous explosion! A spell that can be put into a bull in an instant!
Andrew covered his forehead and looked at the little skeleton's jaws again, as if silently mocking, and shook his hand to give himself a mouthful.
Wipe! Necromantic Biotoxin Spell Immunity!