The suspended magic matrix began to slowly disappear, and the dragon's roar gradually faded.

Effective! Old Ferding continued to urge the Holy Light and purify the magic matrix.

The natural enemy of necromancy, the art of holy light. Soon, the suspended magic matrix began to wither, and a black magical aura poured down from the air.

"It's over?" Furding muttered to himself.

"Old knight be careful!" Just as the undead circle was about to disappear, the wings of the bone dragon turned back, and the sound of shattered bones clicked. The huge wings were also facing the belly of the bone dragon.

Before dying, this bone dragon wanted to impale Ferding with its own sharp bones.

Bastard, this bone dragon is certainly not a simple undead creature. To be able to make such a move to break the net, someone must be controlling the bone dragon behind it.

The speed of the wings was very fast, and after hearing the shout, Ferding also felt the danger that came with it.

All the soldiers and paladins present sweated for Old Fordin.

At the same time as the bone dragon's wings pierced through the bone dragon's abdomen, the holy light on Fordin's body shone brightly. A shield of golden glow shimmered over Fordin's body.

The golden armor shone brightly.

"Divine armor?" Fu Hang whispered.

Tyran breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Fortunately, my father is out of danger, that's right, this is the divine armor, the armor generated in exchange for the power of the holy light." This can be said to be the final life-saving skill of the paladin, and it can only be used by a high-level paladin. ”

That's right, otherwise any paladin can be invincible. Is that worth it? The Scourge doesn't need to fight, just obediently get back to Northrend.

"So, you can't use it either?" Fu Hang asked Tyran.

Tyran has no shy back. Nodding his head, he said, "That's right, only a high-level paladin like my father can use such skills." As long as the Holy Armor is activated, its own defense is the defense of the gods, and no skills or spells can damage it. However, the consequence of the release of this skill is in a short period of time. The power of the Light is completely depleted. You cannot continue to use other Light skills. ”

As soon as the words fell, the remains of the bone dragon fell apart in an instant.

Old Ferding held the Divine Light Warhammer in his left hand and walked out slowly. White powder on the back. Scattered.

Tyran looked nervous, and he walked over quickly and helped Ferding up, "Father, what are you doing?" ”

Ferdin's face was a little bad. However, he still said kindly: "Activated the Holy Armor." It's a sure thing that I wasn't hurt, but in one day, I was a healthy and ordinary person. The next journey still depends on Fuhang and you. ”

Fu Hang snorted and said, "With Old Fuding supervising the battle, what undead can beat us." ”

Tyran nodded confidently, as long as his father was by his side, he could unleash his endless potential.

"Do you think you've won?" A ghostly black shadow floated up from the village not far away.

Necromancer? Fuhang noticed the black-robed mage.

The paladins and soldiers tensed up again.

An elite sixth-order necromancer? Fuhang felt an eerie aura.

Reasonable words. An elite sixth-order necromancer can't put so much pressure on Fuhang.

Unless, there is a more terrifying force. A village lurks not far away.

"Or else? Your Scourgeon Legion is not a union of thieves, so you have to speak out generously, so you have to make such a weird appearance? Fu Hang said impatiently.

Along the way, as long as you encounter the mages of the Scourge Legion, they are all sneaky urine. It makes Fuhang very unhappy.

"Arrogant human mage, don't you understand your current situation?"

A necromancer in a black robe walked out of the village not far away. Behind him, a dozen of them were followed by a great abomination of the first order of the elite.

The foul smell of corpses made all the soldiers and paladins feel uncomfortable.

Fu Hang coughed lightly, his face purple.

"What's wrong? Feel the fear of the undead scourge? As soon as the necromancer raised his hand, hundreds of undead soldiers crawled out of the ground.

They staggered over with long knives in hand.

Tyran shook his head and said, "The weapon in the hands of these undead is the sword of the garrison of Garissus, and I recognize this style. ”

"So, these undead soldiers are also soldiers of the garrison of Garissus? It's only been a few days, and their bodies are all white skeletons. Fuhang frowned and spoke to Tyran.

Tyran didn't understand, and instead of replying, he clutched the sword in his hand tightly and stared at the undead soldiers who came from a distance.

"Let me tell you that. Seeing the great abomination behind me, their flesh is made up of the flesh and blood of these soldiers. When I see my masterpiece, I don't feel like my body is shaking. The necromancer sneered.

Fuhang's body did tremble, but not from fear, but from anger. These Cataclysmic Legions actually treated the living like this, how could they keep Fuhang out of anger.

Fu Hang looked at the necromancer coldly and asked: "You are also a human being, and some soldiers used to be your compatriots, even if you are now serving the Scourge Legion, can you let them die a glorious death and squander their flesh and blood on the battlefield, you treat them like this, it's just madness!" ”

The necromancer was indifferent to Fuhang's questioning, and he once had a warm family in Lordaeron, where he was still a mage in Dalaran. He comes back twice a year.

However, a year before the Scourge broke out into war, his beautiful wife was raped by Garithars' subordinates. The son was also killed. Such a blow made him feel painful. After this, he found Kel'thugad, and the Cult of the Cursed Gods treated Dalaran's mages very well.

Soon, he sat on the undead sacrifice. As a direct subordinate of Kel'thugad.

"You say I'm mad? Enough is enough, you haven't experienced that kind of pain. You can't understand it. Now I'm going to bring the wrath of the Scourge upon Lordaeron, and I'm going to slaughter all of Garethus' defenders. Last time, I led the army of the undead to the jury court in Lordaeron. Because, I have endured an unjust trial there, and this time, I will kill Garissus and make him my slave forever! ”

Sure enough, in this world. No one is going to be a bad guy on their own initiative. Fuhang was silent. The necromancer in front of him seemed to have an unbearable hatred for Gallissus and for the Lordaeron Throne.

"Well, I don't know what you've been through before. Now, though, you will be sanctioned by the Light of Justice! The Holy Light Seal in Tyran's hand stretched out on the long sword.

"Enough! You professed righteous Light. If you truly represent justice. So why did the Cult of the Damned flourish so much in Lordaeron. Why, there are so many outlaws, people who have lost hope in life, who join this organization. From the upper echelons of the aristocracy to the common people, they all believed in this terrible sect. What is it for, you silver hands, know that for the sake of royal power, have you considered the suffering of the people at the bottom? "The necromancer was once guilty of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

This time. Everyone, including Fordin. All speechless.

How ironic it must have been to hear such words in the mouth of a necromancer.

"Justice? Haha, the Scourge Legion can give you justice, a world of the undead without the living, without selfish desires, and without absolute oppression, will be the ultimate justice! With a wave of his hand, the abominants dragged their axes and approached the knights and soldiers with heavy steps.

"You've just lost hope in the world of the living, but have you ever thought about it? Why are we still fighting for it when the Celestial Legion has an absolute advantage? This is justice, justice for the living, and we hope that, in the future, there will be a kingdom of Lordaeron that shines with peace and justice will be established again. "Fuhang inspires the hearts of all paladins and soldiers.

The necromancer's face was no longer cold, and he smiled bitterly: "Justice? Then you will continue to fight, but for now, you will face the wrath of our army of the undead. ”

"Array, straight line!" Tyran commanded the soldiers.

The paladins didn't split their formations, they followed closely behind Fuhang, targeting the necromancers and the abominations.

The paladin's sword slashed down the body of the abomination, and the holy light sank into it like a mud cow into the sea.

The green corpse fluid flowed onto the hilt of the long sword, and the righteous holy seal on the long sword was completely covered by the corpse fluid. Turned into an ordinary longsword.

Not only that, but around the abomination, it exudes a yellow-green plague aura, which continues to hurt the paladins' bodies.

However, Fu Hang can't take care of the paladin, and he has to deal with this necromancer.

A shot shot out of Fuhang's hand and hit the necromancer's robes.

"Dalaran's mage is mysterious, interesting. It seems that you still have the power of the Light in you. "Necromancers differ in the strength of Fuhang.

In fact, the moment Fu Hang cast the spell, he understood. Dalaran's ultimate mage Aoyi, with such potential, can already enter the Kenrito Council.

The Council of Kenrito holds such a gifted mage in high regard. Just like Kael'thas, it was by virtue of the rank of the mage that he entered the Kenrito Council.

"Why, you're also Dalaran's mage?" Fu Hang asked rhetorically.

The necromancer didn't refuse, and nodded.

"I'm so ashamed of this magical kingdom that there are mages like Kel'thugad, including you, who are the scum of humanity!" Fuhang said shamelessly.

"Scum? Now I tell you, only the winner has a say! ”

A black arcane blast tore through the air and flew in.

An arcane spell with dark magic, worthy of a lackey of Kel'thugad!

"I'll show you that only the victor can represent justice!" The arcane energy on Fuhang's body collided violently.

Time warp, ice blood!

Fuhang's mage Ao Yi has an absolute advantage, and with the addition of two hasty skills, Fuhang's spell is completed in one go.

Arcane Impact, Arcane Missile, Flowing Cloud Shoot Out of Fuhang's Hands.

The necromancer forbids not believing his eyes, although these spells are not the most damaging. However, you can cast spells like this, and you don't see a little fatigue.

Absolute sorcery mysteries, absolute pinnacles.

Necromancer, I have only seen one person who can cast a spell like this, and he is the Speaker of the Dalaran Kenrito Council, Antonidas.

But the necromancer didn't know that the current mage of Fuhang was the inheritance of Antonidas. Now, it's as if Antonidas is using Fuhang's magical energy to unleash his skills.

However, the necromancer knew that his rank was much higher than that of Fuhang, so in this battle, he was not shocked by Fuhang's overwhelming spells and lost confidence.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how high-level your mage mystery is, the damage of one skill is enough to make you disappear.

The necromancer's arcane impact is all forthcoming. Even though Fuhang used a flash, he was still hit by an arcane blast. The armor on his body was eroded by black arcane energy, and a dark hole was created.

Fu Hang lowered his head and glanced at his shoulder armor and took a deep breath.

These arcane energies tainted with black magic must not be allowed to collide.

Fuhang became vigilant, and in the next battle, he had to be more careful.

“biubiubiu！ Arcane missiles, four power points, sixteen arcane missiles, all of them! ”

Fu Hang controlled the Arcane Missile in all directions in the air, blocking the necromancer's dodge positions in various places.

These skills exploded in an instant, and not only Fuhang, but the necromancer also knew how high the damage of these arcane missiles was.

If you take it hard, this series of injuries will definitely make the necromancer lose his combat effectiveness in an instant.

The battle between mages is so fast! The competition is the output of dodge and damage, and only the opposite side has received a series of outbursts from one side, so there is no doubt that it will definitely fall into an absolute crisis.

"Spell Shield!" Fu Hang had seen it before, and psychic mages had also used such moves. Offsets the ability to over-support.

All sixteen arcane missiles were negated by mana shields.

However, there is more to Fuhang than just this energy. He still has the Light!

The Ember Bringer is untied from the back, Hammer of Justice!

You thought it was over? Actually, the battle has just begun!

The fierce holy light instantly broke through the necromancer's shield.

With the same violent output, the necromancer also felt the horror of the young man in front of him.

Holy light and magic can merge into his body without impact, it is definitely an outlier!

Divine light, swept by. The necromancer was immediately knocked to the ground.

"You've lost!" Fuhang placed the Ember Bringer across the necromancer's neck.

"So what? I have no love for a long time, and after I die, I will still turn into an undead spirit and continue to take revenge! The necromancer's eyes glowed with blood, and he said fiercely. (To be continued......)