Rakis?

Wu Liang had never met the departed Westmar Emperor, but from his conversation with Black Thorn, he learned that this was an imperial monarch who was extremely disgusted by the latter, but admired very much. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's a pity that this heroic lord who is inspired to make the kingdom last for thousands of generations was under the jurisdiction of the undead Lord Marcel in his later years, and had to make some decisions that the world regarded as absurd, and even after he was forced to order a raid on the tribal reinforcements sent to the land of Canduras in the northern steppes, he was angered by the immortal king Vorusk, not only half of the country was destroyed, but the entire country was abandoned by the Human Alliance as a bargaining chip with Marcel.

After this, Rakis fell ill and died soon after Marcel rewarded Westmar. Due to the rebellion for power caused by LaMarcus, Lakis's body was hastily buried, and LaMarcus, who later succeeded in seizing power, opened the Hall of Confession and released the King of Pain, Irene Pain. The king of hell was in desperate need of regaining his strength, and after a period of turmoil in Westmar City, Marcel's might hindered him, he followed Raphael's footsteps and traveled eastward, taking Lakis's body with him.

Later, Ireni the King of Pain succumbed to Aenarius's feet and built a lair in the underground caverns. Her other body, the King of Shadows, Arena, also needs to regain her strength, in addition to the method of devouring humans, Lakis, whose attributes are extremely strange and have not dissipated, is a great tonic, which is carefully preserved by the Shadow King Arena, and at the same time has the King of Pain Arena guarding him, so that Raphael cannot retrieve it. Until the King of Pain was lured out by Lionheart and His Excellency the Alpaca, Wu Liang took the opportunity to defeat the King of Shadows.

Wu Liang used the perceptual domain to carefully scan the black silk cocoon that sealed Lakis, but still didn't find anything strange, and after a little thought, he handed it to Raphael, who was a little anxious.

"Black Thorn has always wanted to send Lakis to the end, but unfortunately, he is also gone!" Wu Liang took a deep look at Raphael, then turned around and flew up, rushing towards the sky battlefield where Marcel was, "Just make up for him, I won't embarrass you, but ......"

Raphael immediately transmitted the voice and expressed his intentions, Wu Liang judged in his heart that the former would not break his promise, so he simply ignored it, and said a few words to the worried little princess, and joined the dangerous battle without hesitation.

The four legendary warriors of the Glove King Achevu, the Behemoth, the Lionheart and the Alpaca, plus Rakitic, who possessed the magical Mephisto Kiss, were able to reach a draw with Marcel. The first five did not let Marcel's Soul Snatcher Scythe exert its powerful effect of leaving the body when it touches, but the latter, with its supreme position and the characteristics of the body that can only be hit by attacks with death attributes, in a short period of time, no one can help the other.

As a knight, Wu Liang does not have the attribute of death qi, but the position of necromancer is extremely abundant.

However, Wu Liang, who has not yet been promoted to Necromancer Archmage, has too much gap with Marcel, and skills such as soul spears, bone spears, and Yin and Yang Explosives cannot break Marcel's defenses at all, let alone the strength to fight in close combat with the Lord of the Undead. The supreme coercion emanating from Marcel was many times stronger than that of Ramachus, and if it weren't for the alpaca's protection, even flying would be a problem.

Wu Liang's heart suddenly rose to the feeling of not knowing where to start, and at the same time sighed in his heart, becoming a strong self is still a long way from the top.

However, just as Wu Liang was thinking about whether to continue to consume his hole cards in order to make a difference in this battle, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Little guy, although your courage is commendable, you are still too anxious to participate in this level of battle!"

This is? Wu Liang didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the glove king Achewu not far away, and couldn't help but think of the figure in the palace, the two figures overlapped, and a feeling of embarrassment suddenly appeared in his heart.

If he expected, the white gloves worn by the glove prince at the beginning were not the same pair as the pair in Raphael's hands now. Otherwise, those gloves would not have been shown to be able to bring out of the Kamhela era. However, when the prince of gloves was buried in the Tongtian Imperial Palace, Wu Liang had the opportunity to take away the gloves, but because he felt that this violated the principle of life, he gave up decisively.

Sou!

The sky darkened suddenly, only for a black scythe to cut a circle in the air.

The Lord of the Dead, who was besieged by everyone, approached Mephisto, the King of Hatred, and attacked Achevu and the others.

The glove king, who was about to speak, suddenly froze in his eyes, and in an instant, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he retreated thousands of meters away, dodging the scythe of the soul snatcher, and also standing on the edge of the undead gray qi.

Marcel, who launched the attack, also showed a flaw, and the golden lion incarnated by the lionheart, strode in the void and went straight to Marcel's back, the golden lion's mouth was wide open, but a pair of sharp fangs surrounded by black gas were revealed, this is the death qi condensed by the lionheart, because the number is limited, so he cherishes it very much, and will not use it until the critical moment.

The golden lion was fast, leaving a golden avenue in the air, and galloped towards Marcel, who had his back to him.

However, the Lord of the Undead is the supreme being after all, and his gray eyes flashed with disdain, if he fought one-on-one, Lionheart was no match for him at all, and the latter's soul was only taken and reduced to another collection of his collection. However, even in the case of being besieged, as long as those five did not fight to the death, he would not have to worry about his life.

The gray wings of glory suddenly burned like two flames, constantly emitting a terrible ghostly roar, and one after another hideous souls flew in the flames, but the cold eyes were all focused on the golden lion's body, which immediately made the lion's heart fall into the nine dark ice abyss, and the body suddenly slammed, and the momentum of the rush came to an abrupt end.

But then a more brilliant golden light burst out from the eyes of a pair of sharp lions, and the lion's heart inspired the glory of the king that belonged to him, and suddenly his spirit was shaken, and his momentum soared again, carrying a whistling wind in the air, opening his bloody mouth, and biting down fiercely at Marcel.

The terrible ghost roar suddenly stopped, and Wu Liang's brows furrowed slightly, because he saw with his own eyes that the Lord of the Undead with burning wings was swallowed by the lionheart so easily, but then he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly flapped his wings and retreated.

Suddenly, there was a ghostly wind blowing between heaven and earth, and the sound of the wind was no different from the cry of ghosts. The airflow was chaotic, causing Wu Liang to flip several times uncontrollably in the air.

The golden lion with a fierce light in his eyes was suddenly startled, because a gray aura had appeared on his lips, which was the appearance of being infected by the qi of the dead, and at the same time, gray flames escaped from the gap between his lips, and they became bigger and bigger.

Lionheart suddenly felt that death was coming, and without saying a word, he spat out Marcel, and while using the majesty of the king to fight against the ashes of the dead, he cast his gaze at the alpaca, because he spit the Lord of the Undead there.

At this moment, His Excellency Alpaca was floating in the air, and beside him, there was a huge stone demon burning with raging fire, which was the advanced ability of the stone demon, the Flame Stone Demon. The flames, which were far higher than the temperature of the lava, not only did not melt the giant stone demon, but instead covered it with a layer of flame armor. I saw the Flame Stone Demon raise two huge palms covered in flames high, and immediately slapped them fiercely towards the center.

Lord Alpaca manipulated the Flame Stone Demon to kill Marcel. As a necromancy god, he didn't have to worry about the problem of death qi at all, and even had to disperse some to the rest of the people.

"Hmph~!"

His Excellency Alpaca raised his chin high, and a pair of furry palms kept rubbing and squeezing. However, his eyes were getting heavier and heavier, and his hairy forehead was dripping with dense sweat. Because he found a problem, he obviously saw Marcel being slapped by the palm of the Flame Stone Demon, but at this moment, he didn't experience any existence in his palm at all.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, the alpaca's pupils narrowed, it was Marcel's voice, and at the same time, the Scythe of the Soul was held in front of his neck.

Unable to swallow a mouthful of saliva, the alpaca was about to scold his courage, but then he heard a long and ancient roar, and immediately secretly rejoiced, and quickly escaped quickly. And the moment he got out, the Soul Snatching Scythe was too late, but it only slashed into air.

Marcel looked back at the behemoth beast unkindly, and said coldly, "You are still so in the way!" ”

And the behemoth roared in response.

Achevu suddenly appeared beside the behemoth, rubbed the strange lines on its back, and said to Marcel: "This is the main world of the Sanctuary, not a place where the soul realm necrons can set foot, it has a lot to do with the Sanctuary, so it will naturally get in your way. ”

Sou!

The sound of breaking through the air came, and Marcel's body suddenly turned into a burst of gray mist, and the blackened Gaozu Giant Sword slashed down with ten thousand might, cutting through the gray mist, and sinking deep into the ground.

Gray smoke rose and merged in the air, and Marcel, who was draped in a black cloak, revealed her figure and said in a cold voice: "Lamarcus, I helped you pick up the Great Ancestor Greatsword!" ”

LaMarcus did not answer, but looked behind Raphael with burning eyes, and Raphael did not know how to use it, but actually came behind Marcel quietly.

Raphael, whose face was terrifyingly calm, raised the golden scepter high and smashed it down on Marcel's head.

Bite!

A crisp resonance of gold and iron rang out as the golden scepter and the Soul Reaver collided.

"I should have killed you back in Westmar!" With a slam of his arms, Marcel pushed Raphael into the air, and immediately turned his gaze to stare at Rakitic, who was the marble that spawned blood, "There are even more eyesores for you!" ”

This series of battles made Wu Liang feel agitated, and secretly regretted that he didn't have the opportunity to participate in it just now.

"Little one!"

At this time, the King of Gloves sent a message to Wu Liang again, "I want to ask you for a favor?" ”

"Please!"

Wu Liang agreed without hesitation.

"In a moment, we will entangle Marcel, you enter the Holy Light into this formation as soon as possible!" Achevu patted the behemoth on the back and said, "With the reserves of light of your heroic heart, it is enough to summon back one of my old friends, its master!" ”

"Dare to ask......" Wu Liang couldn't help but recall the scenes of the Kamhela era, the more he looked at this behemoth, the more familiar he felt, "What is it, and who is its owner?" ”

"It?"

Achewu smiled in surprise, with a look of memory on his face, and replied in a deep voice, "I remember that it turned out to be an iron-armored rhinoceros!" ”

Surprise!

Wu Liang immediately remembered the precocious little boy who liked to follow Leah's ass, and he had an ironclad rhinoceros that he tortured to death.

"And who is its owner?"

"The Second Sage of the Sanctuary after my father, Abdul Hazir!"