Chapter Eighty-Four: The Banshee's Howl
"Ahh
Sazastan was about to be stunned, and although the opponent's attack did not cause the slightest damage to himself, when had the chief of the necromantic faction ever been insulted like this?!
And at this time, the difference between a legendary mage and an ordinary mage is revealed......
As a Legendary Mage, the Lich has two specializations, Casting Focus and Mobile Spellcasting, both of which ensure that Sazastan can cast his spells accurately in any state.
And once the mage does not have these stable spell-casting expertise, then he will be like the young red-robed mage that the half-elf sword master first encountered, he will be killed by the violent concussion, and there will be no chance to fight back at all!
“Ipd,jduf,heha,nigesb!“
A series of evil spells echoed in the air, and as the dry and corrupted bone finger of the lich Sazastan pointed at Acoste, the high-speed moving Acoste suddenly fell to the ground, and at the same time clutched his chest in pain.
Organ harvesting, 7-ring necromancy spell, arbitrarily harvesting an organ in the target's body, this spell is almost non-exempt, but since the spell is random, the power of this spell depends entirely on the character of the two parties.
If a person has a bad character, then the person who is tricked is unlucky, and once the vital part of the heart is selected and removed, then this spell is a deadly spell......
But if the opponent has a good character, but he is only selected to have a relatively insignificant kidney, spleen or something in the body taken as an organ, although it will still hurt a lot, but for the professional, it will not affect the battle at all.
It's a small thing like this, and when the battle is over, go to any temple and find a priest to help you recover.
Acoste was clearly not very lucky today......
Suddenly a bloody bag-like thing appeared in Sazastan's hand, and it had apparently removed the half-elf's stomach pouch from the organ harvest, and Acoste half-bent down at the same time, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of Acoste's mouth.
"Huh. It's time to put an end to this farce"
This time it was finally Sazastan's turn to sneer, and when this deadly spell hit the half-elf, the chief of the necromantic faction knew that the balance of victory in this battle had begun to tip in its favor.
The Lich was not the slightest bit careless, and immediately began to cast a spell, which had a very long spell and complex casting movements, apparently the most powerful spell that Sazastan had unleashed since today's battle.
The opening momentum of this spell made even the half-elf sword saint who knew nothing about spells feel a burst of sweat hair stand up, and the elemental energy in the air was constantly being extracted by the other party, and the chief of the necromantic faction himself was like a bottomless black hole, draining the magical energy of this piece in the blink of an eye.
“Sifjg.jficjr!“
As the spell reached its final moment, the lich suddenly grew its jawbone, just like the dragon spitting, and a wave of earth-destroying negative energy came out of Sazarstan's mouth with a devastating sound wave!
Banshee's Howl, the Necronomicon faction's 9-ring spell, is a sound capable of roaring the souls of living beings out of their bodies, with an extremely high lethality rate, and almost no one will survive a frontal hit.
In Sazastan's eyes, there is no reason for Acoste to survive......
Everywhere the sound wave went, a ravine more than ten meters wide and five or six meters deep was plowed out of the solid ground by this shockwave-like sound, and the flowers and trees next to it were uprooted and destroyed, and the half-elf who bore the brunt of it was swallowed up by the sound wave at once......
The restless wind was still.
The head of the Necromantic faction looked into the center of the field that had gradually calmed down, and there was nothing there.
Could it be that he was scattered by his own nine-ring spell? Sazastan felt that this was not impossible, it had defeated many powerful enemies with the special skill of this necromancy, and if the enemy's flesh was not very hard, then the death of the enemy would be the end of the corpse!
Sazastan breathed a sigh of relief, and it stopped its wary casting gesture and turned to walk back.
It's time to settle accounts with Lauzorrell, Mithriel and Azna Shure, they actually dare to design themselves, and carefully prepare such a monster to deal with it, this kind of "generous gift" is really embarrassed to face them if they don't plan it carefully.
But just as Sazastan had barely taken two steps, a large shadow suddenly enveloped him.
"Huh? Why did it get dark? ”
This was the first thought of the Necromantic Faction Chief......
"Boom!"
Then an equally deafening sound exploded above its head like thunder, as if it had been hit by a dinosaur that weighed dozens of tons and was running at high speed, and the huge force directly made the lich kneel on the ground without any suspense, and at the same time, the ground under its feet let out an overwhelmed moan, and quickly cracked to both sides......
"What kind of power is this?"
Sazastan didn't have time to tell who had attacked him, or that by the time it looked up, it couldn't see anything......
The head of the necromantic faction only felt that he was now in a world of red and blue, and the two only rays of light in its eyes at the moment were constantly squeezing the protective magic on its outer layer, and the impact made a muffled thunderous sound, Sazastan should be glad that he was a lich at the moment and did not hear the word, otherwise its ear drums would have been shattered alive......
"Click......"
A slight sound was mixed with a loud earth-shattering noise, but this imperceptible sound was no less than the death knell in the depths of the soul of the chief of the necromantic faction!
Sazastan raised his head in disbelief, a crack had appeared in the milky white transparent cover of his protective magic weapon at this moment, and that crack tended to get bigger and bigger!
If anyone had told him that magic weapons could be shattered by enchanted weapons, the lich would have looked at each other with idiot eyes.
It's not just that, it's what all spellcasters think.
Because this is a matter of the rules of spells, spells are created by mages, and enchanted weapons are also made by mages, so how can this happen at all, just like 1+1 is always equal to 2, this is a common sense that all mages recognize and last for thousands of years No one can break!
But today, at this moment, Sazastan only feels that his three views are about to be destroyed...... (To be continued.) )