Chapter 43: I Want Your Life!
Yang Shou smiled and patted Caroline's shoulder: "My words count." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
In the next second, Yang Shou had already rushed out of the stabbing hole, bypassing the little fire demon, and went straight to the corpse witch next to the brass coffin!
The little fire demon was cut off by Caroline's sword, and he was so furious that he didn't care about the order of the mage who summoned him, and brandished a tiger head hook and rushed up with a roar.
Jane glanced at Yang Shou, and her eyes fell on the monster in front of her, her eyes full of murderous energy!
Yang Shou took three steps and made two steps, and the fiery red broadsword drew a dazzling arc in the air, directly smashing the several skeleton warriors who rushed up, and rushed to the corpse witch in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Ansel, the corpse witch, laughed twice, unhurriedly pulled out a small wand from his waist, and only raised his arm when Yang Shou was only a few meters away from him.
"Charged!"
As soon as the words fell, several strands of electricity drilled out from the tip of the wand, fluttering in the air, instantly weaving into a power grid, towards Yang Shoudang under the hood!
Hearing Ansel recite the spell at the same time, Yang Shou had already lowered his center of gravity, and when the power grid was formed, Yang Shou directly fell to the ground and rolled forward, drilling through the only gap between the power grid and the ground!
In the next second, the sword flashed!
"Dang!"
Yang Shou slashed his sword with a slash and slashed firmly into Ansel's face, making a crisp sound like a metal clash of metal.
Stone Skin! A talisman spell that almost every caster has to learn first!
Yang Shou seemed to have expected this to happen, and the blade of the sword slashed across Ansel's face and chest, down to the lower abdomen, cutting a terrifying wound deep into the corpse witch's body!
Even the Stone Skin Technique can't withstand the divine damage that the undead fear the most!
Ansel could not have expected that Yang Shou's sword would have additional divine damage, and he roared heartbreakingly in pain.
"Ahh β¦β¦ Bound Hands! β
Ansel staggered back and cast a spell with one hand, and the black hand bone was instantly wrapped in a layer of bright white light, turning into a huge giant palm! Then he grabbed Yang Shou, who was close at hand, and lifted Yang Shou into the air!
The Hand of Bind is the highest level of magic that Ansel currently has mastered, giving the caster 5 points of power at once, and controlling a magic hand that is 6 times the size of the caster's palm.
Because of his contempt for Yang Shou at the beginning, Ansel paid a huge price. The wound on Ansel's chest burned with a sparkling divine fire, a burning sensation that he hadn't experienced for hundreds of years, and it kept stimulating his soul!
"I'll turn you into my pet, reckless adventurer!"
Ansel used his strength in his hand, held Yang Shou high in the air, and sneered: "From now on, you will be a filthy ghoul by my side!" β
Yang Shou was grabbed by the whole body, and the broadsword also fell to the ground. The strength of the undead creatures is already on the high side, and with 5 points of strength, it is like the gap between children and adults, and they are powerless to resist at all.
Ansel enjoyed the torture, but the human in front of him did not have a dejected expression, but a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"What are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid? Ansel didn't come to raise a wave of anger and questioned in a hoarse voice.
Yang Shou grinned, endured the sharp pain on his body, and stretched out his left hand, which had been behind him. It turned out that at some point, a black magic book appeared in Yang Shou's left hand, which was covered with a thick layer of dust.
Ansel was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at his waist, the chain that was originally on the belt had been cut off at some point, and the magic book hanging on the belt was gone!
The corpse witch raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Yang Shou raise his arm and throw the magic book out violently!
The spellbook also had Ansel's unique magic imprint, which arced through the air without hindrance, and then smashed into Caroline's forehead with precision.
Caroline, who was in a dream, frowned slightly, snorted softly, and finally slowly opened her eyes.
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Yang Shou used his last strength to throw out the magic book, but he was still pinched by the white giant hand and couldn't move, even if he activated the slamming skill and slammed Ansel's arm with his fist, it was still to no avail.
In just a few seconds, Yang Shou's face was already swollen and red, and he only saw that there was only incoming qi and no out.
The vision gradually became blurred, Yang Shou coughed weakly a few times, and vaguely heard Jane in the distance calling his name, feeling that his chest was being pressed thinner and thinner, and his consciousness began to blur.
Yang Shou was a little desperate, knowing that he had underestimated the enemy this time, and none of the guys who knew magic were easy to deal with!
Damn, who can make Lao Tzu breathe now, Lao Tzu must make a promise with his body!
A second later, the brilliant blue sword light was overwhelming!
"Buzz!"
The sound of the blade breaking through the air came, and Yang Shou felt his big hand shake for a moment, and then he fell in free fall.
He couldn't feel the pain of falling to the ground, and he couldn't hear the sounds around him, Yang Shou's whole body was used to breathe, and he couldn't wait to suck himself into a balloon in one bite!
"Whew~Whew~"
Yang Shou had never thought that breathing would be such a wonderful thing~
Panting heavily, Yang Shou's blackened vision slowly returned to normal, although there were still a lot of Venus popping around, but he finally felt alive.
Raising his head, the familiar figure in white armor was standing not far away, holding Ansel's neck with one hand; The little fire demon on the other side was also already in two places, Jane just looked at this side, looking at each other, and the female adjutant subconsciously turned her head to the side.
Caroline's face was grim, and she said sharply, "Quickly remove the summoning magic!" β
"Jie Ji ~ Die, the summoned undead will never be able to regain their peace, unless you kill them all!"
Ansel looked up to the sky and laughed, the soul fire in his eyes fluttered strangely, stared at Caroline and said, "It's a pity, a once-in-a-century genius like you, what a wonderful thing it would be if I was to be processed into an undead knight~"
Caroline frowned slightly, looking up at the undead army at the bottom of the stairs, a little at a loss.
"Ignore this guy,"
Yang Shou stretched his muscles and bones, moved his numb body that was pinched, and said disdainfully: "He is just a junior mage, and he uses himself as an array and the summoning circle in the entire tomb as a tool to forcibly summon these necromantic creatures, as long as he kills him." β
Caroline glanced back at Yang Shou, and then clenched her palms without hesitation, "Gaba!" Before Ansel could react, his head had been pinched and shattered.
This corpse witch, who has lived for hundreds of years, is completely dead this time.
Yang Shou was shocked when he saw it, and said obediently, it seems that someone has spied on her inner world, Caroline is very unhappy~
But my experience...... Ay......
The system prompts in the field of vision jumped out one after another, and Yang Shou participated in the battle to kill Ansell, although in the end it was Caroline who killed him with one blow, Yang Shou still gained a considerable 55 experience points.
Killing the boss is different~
With Ansel's death, there was a muffled "bang" similar to an explosion in everyone's ears, and the undead creatures that filled the entire hall howled in unison, instantly turning into powder and disappearing completely.
A minute later, an overwhelming barrage of zombies and skeletons would turn into ghouls, followed by vampires and elite necromancers, and even Caroline would not be able to hold on.
The cavalry trapped in the middle were fighting bloodily, almost everyone was wearing colors, and the sudden disappearance of the undead made everyone stunned, and then roared excitedly!
"Haha! Win! β
"Saved! Look, Lord Lord, there! β
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For the rest of their lives, everyone cheered and rushed up the steps in desperation, gathering around Caroline. Some had broken calves, some had a foot-long scar on their faces, and they were covered in blood, but no matter what the injury, they all looked at Caroline with reverence.
Caroline ran to Jane's side, and the two girls hugged each other tightly, and the experience of parting almost life and death made both of them feel like they were separated from each other.
The cavalrymen came over and got down on one knee in front of Caroline.
"Good work." Caroline's eyes flashed with emotion, she opened her mouth, and finally said only three words.
Everyone in the cavalry struck their chests with one hand, their faces resolute.
"Our honor, my lord!"
The cavalry captain leaned over and saluted, said solemnly, then raised his head and looked at Yang Shou at the top of the steps: "Actually, this operation, thanks to his command, otherwise we would not have been able to get here." β
Caroline turned her head to look at Yang Shou when she heard this, but found that Yang Shou had picked up his broadsword at some point, and was kicking the brass coffin with one foot, trying to pry the coffin lid.