"Really? Don't talk too much, I thought that a warrior of your level should be able to understand the concept of mages and spells. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The lich smiled suspiciously, his voice as piercing as a night owl, and confidently retorted Acoste's words.

"How can Your Excellency the Mage of Sazastan and the Death Monarch of Aurora be able to resist with your strength? Don't bluff with me now, no little trick of words will save you! ”

However, although this lich was in a very frantic tone, its movements were very cautious, and it stopped when it was two or three meters away from Acoste, this distance is not strictly a safe distance between a spellcaster and a warrior, but it can give the caster a time to react, the lich is very confident, if there is any change on Acoste's side, he will definitely have time to activate the many magic items on his body to fight back.

"Your Excellency Master Sazastan? Isn't that thing dead? Also What the hell is the undead king Aurora? Could it be that the Death Knight is so arrogant that he declares himself the Death Monarch? Isn't it afraid that the true immortal king of the abyss, Oros, will settle accounts with it? ”

The half-elf sword master originally planned to move his muscles and bones a little to eliminate the lich behind him who didn't know the height of the sky, but the other party's words made Yacoste stunned for a moment, and he asked puzzledly, wasn't Sazastan killed by himself? He even absorbed the soul of the other party into his body together, what else did the other party use to be reborn, did he rely on his head?

"Shut up, you ignorant and arrogant fellow, you can call the names of King Aurora and Your Excellency Master Sazastan, now you still obediently accept your fate and become an immortal death knight to offer me eternal loyalty!"

The lich immediately exploded like a cat with its tail stepped on, and it intimidated the half-elf Juggernaut with a vicious voice, and at the same time, a little green flashed on his left and right hands.

This is the 6-ring change spell [Dissociation], this spell that is thunderous to all the people of Faeron does not need to be repeated here, in all fairness, its power is not very strong, but the degree of penetration far exceeds the level of ordinary spells, and it can even compete with the legendary magic of the Super Nine Rings, and those who are hit head-on by this spell have almost no good end, and the worst thing is to be dissociated by the spell and become dust, even if it is better, it is inevitable to break arms and legs.....

This lich's heart can be described as very bad, it keeps saying that it wants to take Acoste as a servant, but when it really strikes, it is a dead hand, and because the half-elf swordmaster has his back to him, he pretends to talk to the other party in words, but in fact, he is secretly releasing spells behind his back, ready to surprise the other party!

Soul casting or something,It's a superb spell-casting skill for spellcasters of other professions.,But it's commonplace for a lich who has the ability to give up his body and only have a soul left.,Almost every lich can do it while talking to the opponent BB.,The spell is silently recited in the heart.,So this lich feels very witty.,Think that the half-elf in front of him is not his opponent at all.。

"Stupid warrior, I still want to talk to you Lich Uncle and I have a poor mouth, and now is your time to die!"

The nameless lich laughed a little smugly, and although others could not tell from its facial bones that it had any facial expressions, his violently trembling soul fire was a vivid reflection of its current mental activity, which was to make a good mood.

After a few seconds, the dissociation spell was ready, but Acoste still had his back to him, and the lich's smile was even stronger, and he didn't have any scruples at the moment, pushing forward the bone palm to blast the spell out!

However, at this moment, Anne on Acoste's shoulder suddenly moved, and she twisted her body in a circle on the shoulders of the half-elf Sword Master, and then smiled at herself.......

What the hell is this?!

The lich looked at the little girl in disbelief, its rich knowledge of spells couldn't tell it how the other party moved when it was hit by the [Human Immobilization Technique], but now it has to cast spells and has to send them, and the lich has no way to care about these things, and the backlash caused by the spell chanting to this point and then forcibly stopping it will definitely kill it half of its life, so at this time, even if the situation is weird, the lich can only choose to release the [Dissociation Technique] head-on, Let's start by flipping through the point where you think you're most threatening.

Sadly, however, when Acoste turned to look at it with contempt and contempt, the lich's sense of goodness vanished.

"Bang Bang ....."

The Half-Elf Juggernaut didn't dodge.

He just waved his hand slightly as if he were repelling mosquitoes, and the green ray was immediately scattered into the air by the other party as if it had been hit hard.

it!

The lich was not calm for a moment, it was not that it had never seen other warriors carry this kind of spell before, but it was really never seen to be so light as he was!

What does it mean to not take it to heart, what does it mean to be casual, and what does it mean to be domineering?

At this moment, Acoste explained these points to the lich very well.

"Impossible! You must have cheated, someone must be secretly helping you! ”

The lich couldn't help but take a step back, and I don't know if it was surprised at how the other party could free the [Human Immobilization] or because of the bare hand that broke up the [Dissociation Technique] just now, or both, the lich began to tremble, and it suddenly turned its head and prepared to run towards the gate......

"Where are you going? My dear Mr. Lich? ”

However, Acoste didn't know when it moved behind it, and the lich's lunge hit the opponent's chest directly, how could the mage's physique be compared to that of a warrior, this impact was like a weak girl being hit by a speeding truck, the lich's petite body flew directly into the air, and then slammed into the wall.

"How do you ,,,,,"

Although the title of lich sounds very domineering, it is still a necromantic in the final analysis, but now this lich should be grateful for his necromantic identity, because that was enough to make mortals stunned and did not make it fall into a state of vertigo, the lich who fell to the ground struggled to get up, and looked at each other in disbelief, the other party was obviously standing in front of him just now, why did he teleport behind it in the blink of an eye, isn't this girl hanging something?

But no matter how puzzled and shocked it was now, the lich finally knew that now was not the time to fight with the other party's nonsense, so it quickly got up and pinched the ring on its left bone finger, and the rustic-looking ring immediately turned into a puddle of gray powder as soon as it was forced.

When Acoste saw the other party's movements, he just waved his hand upwards slightly.

So, to the lich's embarrassment, nothing seemed to have happened except that its magic ring had turned into dust.....

"How is that possible? My ring is enchanted with [Advanced Teleportation], why does it fail, why does it fail! ”

The lich screamed hysterically at Acoste, and the half-elf Juggernaut simply raised an eyebrow at it, motioning for the other to look at the rooftop.

At this glance, the immortal spellcaster was immediately shocked in place.

The original location of the ceiling had disappeared at this time, and was replaced by a black flame that seemed to be able to devour people's souls hanging over his head, and his selfish desire chose people to devour.

"What does this flame have to do with my spell failure?"

The lich muttered to itself, and then it began to cast other spells as if it remembered something, but all of them failed.

"My dear Mr. Lich, what else do you have to do now?"

The half-elf Sword Saint watched the lich dance in place for a long time like a fool, and felt a little funny in his heart, didn't he still look very embarrassed just now?

"I.... I ....."

The lich watched the half-elf swordmaster walk towards him step by step, and his heart suddenly panicked, it seemed to want to explain something to the half-elf swordmaster, but Yacoste didn't give it this chance at all, grabbed the other party's neck, and picked it up like a chicken.

"Don't talk nonsense, ask you one thing, do you want to live or die?"

The corners of Acoste's mouth turned slightly to look at each other, this dialogue is very familiar to him, it seems that he uses this sentence every time he tortures the prisoner, but the effect is still as good as ever.

"Your Excellency, I want to live, please, Your Excellency, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do."

The Lich's body trembled, that is, it had lost its urinary system when it was dead, otherwise the Half-Elf Swordmaster seriously suspected that the other party would be so frightened that he would pee his pants now.

The more powerful and long-lived people are, the more they want to live, and the more powerful the mage, the more afraid of death, this view is indisputable, and there are many living examples in history to prove this.

"Okay, tell me about your Death Monarch and His Excellency the Mage of Sazastan, and I'll let you go, or I'll ....."

With a move of his left hand, the black wave of fire above the lich's head instantly split into a small group and came to the palm of the half-elf sword master.

"You don't want to experience the soul of being burned by this fire, do you?"

"No.... No.... No... Absolutely not, Your Excellency! ”

The dragon lich couldn't even speak at this moment, at such a close distance, it could clearly feel the evil contained in the black flame and the rejection of the magic energy, it was hard to imagine how much pain a spellcaster would endure if a flame of this nature was injected into the soul of a spellcaster!

Anyway, it didn't want to experience this kind of life is worse than death, the lich immediately confessed, and told the other party what Acoste was going to ask very honestly, and his attitude was surprisingly sincere, and this look directly made the little girl who had been lying on Acoste's shoulder look stupid........

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The streets of the slums gradually became brightly lit.

In the distance, there was the sound of fierce battle and the sound of uniform password calls, and without much thought, the half-elf swordmaster knew that it must be the guards of Arabel City who had arrived.

With such a strange noise in the sky, and such a serious riot, it is absolutely impossible for the nobles and guards of Arabel City to remain indifferent, unless they really don't want this ghetto, otherwise after dealing with the troubles of the noble district and the commercial district, these soldiers will come here sooner or later to sweep .......

"Huh... Woo babble...."

However, those undead creatures and cultists who were rampant in the slums at the beginning did not seem to have the idea of fighting those guards to the death now, and those soldiers had just come to the slums with their front feet, and a strange sound came from the sky on their back feet, and as soon as the undead and cultists heard this sound, they immediately turned around and ran into the dark corner, and within a moment they all disappeared into it......

On the streets, all that was left were large patches of blood and corpses in a horribly shaped.......

In today's disaster, there are absolutely not a single ordinary person in the slum who can survive, and there are a large number of foul-smelling corpses piled up on the ground, but this is still the premise that many of them have been taken away by those cursed cultists.

"Damn! Those moths! ”

A general scolded fiercely, he swung his sword vigorously and slashed the wooden chairs scattered around the ground, they were able to arrive so late, it was entirely due to those nobles who were very slow to do things and were very greedy for life and fear of death, these pigs who would know all day long to eat bread and drink afternoon tea actually asked them to completely patrol all corners of the aristocratic district and the commercial district before they could drive to the slum, and the time wasted in this delay was enough for everyone in the slum to survive and die again.

Moreover, the general didn't care how many people had died in the slums this time, in his eyes, even if all of them died, it would be good, at least their guards would have less work in normal times, and they would no longer have to take the time to worry about this place that was always full of chaos and trouble.

But now these guys have been killed by undead creatures and necromancers, and many parts of their bodies are missing.

Even if they were asked to think with their ass, they would be able to guess where the lost corpses had gone.......

"Heap up all the corpses for me and burn them!"

The general, with his golden lace helmet, gave one last look at the ghetto in disgust, and then turned back the way he came.