"What is this?"

"We're stuck!"

"Do you want to fight?"

"Wait! Stay on the defensive and gather in the middle! ”

Snowden steadied his colleague, then looked at Kerryrick. He could not comprehend what was in front of him, and could only put his hope in his leader.

Kerryrick glanced at them, but didn't give an order.

As the lowest skeletons of the undead, they were born to be cannon fodder. The only way to transform from an ignorant white bone to a high-level undead is through endless killing.

Now facing Chu Lin, he is just repeating this process.

Snowden's eyes are on the table, as long as he can win, he is willing to become cannon fodder again!

It's just that they all think wrong.

Chu Lin didn't show up to attack and kill the weak, or rather, he didn't want to take time to solve them one by one.

"The deceased Kerryric, a Minor, died in 1098 A.D., and was the head of the Holy Cult Inquisition......"

"The deceased Snowden, a proto-Nian, died in 1685 A.D., a slave owner by profession......"

"The deceased Leila, a native of Protonia, died in 1549 A.D., priest by profession ......"

All Chu Lin spoke at the same time, speaking quickly. The ethereal voice turned into substance, reading the life of each skeleton.

They heard different voices in their heads, and with them memories that had been forgotten for years. They rose like a flood and washed away their spiritual sea.

"I ...... Who am I? Where am I? ”

"Ah, I'm going to the far side of the world, to go on a romantic date......"

"Original...... Have I been dead for that long? ”

The skeletons' movements stopped for a moment, and the soul fire trembled slightly.

And as Chu Lin's speed of speech became faster and faster, the emotion and amazement of recovering his memory gradually disappeared, and was replaced by anger and shock!

"Nope! I didn't mean to! ”

"She betrayed me first!"

"Kill them, I don't regret it!"

The skeletons roared unconsciously, whether they were repenting or not, and a raging fire burned through them, like lights in the night.

"It's ...... Crossing them over? ”

Cheng Hai's eyes moved slightly, and he was amazed.

It is said that these spirits were punished for their sins when they went to hell. The skeletons under the command of Kerry Rick are undead reborn in the scorching hell, and they have a certain resistance to ordinary karmic fire.

But the flames burning on their bodies were different.

It does not simply rely on burning to cause damage, but comes from the rules of heaven and earth.

This is similar to the situation when Cheng Hai was trapped in the dream of a thousand cats, the dream itself was not created by him, but due to his uninterrupted use, his spirit was greatly consumed by the dream and he almost died of exhaustion.

So, even if these skeletons are not afraid of the flames, they will die when their sins are atoned for and the flames are over!

Because, what they burn is the source of their own life!

That's the rule of Yellow Springs!

"This guy Kyririck really doesn't have a long memory."

Seeing that Kerryrick couldn't get out, Nezali couldn't help but shake his head.

Kyrierick is not well suited to playing against enemies who are good at controlling the field. Although his knife can hurt spirits, if it can't cut at all, it's like a sandbag.

In contrast, he would have a greater advantage against a hand-to-hand enemy like Deshan.

"Where's your hole cards? Do you want to sacrifice another teammate? ”

Cheng Hai couldn't help but glance at Lilith. It seems that Nessali will have a habit of pitting his teammates first before pitting people.

If one is not handled well, she and Kyririck will both die.

"Don't worry, Kyririck can't do anything else, it's Nata." Nesalito cheeks.

"I don't think so."

Cheng Hai cocked Erlang's legs and looked at the screen again.

In just two seconds of small talk, there were already skeletons that couldn't resist the judgment and were burned to ashes.

Although Kerryrick was slightly conscious, the flames on his body showed no signs of abating.

Finally, it was only six hours before his men had died before Kerryrick opened his eyes!

"Judge!"

Dense whispers still echoed, and Kyririck roared and slashed, the red rays slashing dozens of phantoms, destroying the buildings outside the realm.

But before he could tear up this space, a hand reached out out of nowhere and grabbed his head!

"Quiet."

Chu Lin said softly, as if he was restraining the instructor of discipline.

Carririck turned his head sharply and saw the face that hated him. Then, he realized that his body could not move!

"Let's go."

There was no emotion between the words, Chu Lin's eyes were as deep as stars, pulling the soul fire of Kerryrick and pulling it out fiercely!

"Ah!!h

There was a tearing pain in his soul, and Kerryrick roared in pain.

Pale bones trembled, and Kerryrick tried to break free from Chu Lin's restraints and fight back. It's just that his soul is restricted, and his strength has been suppressed by eighty percent, so how can he turn the tables around?

The demonic aura was swollen, and the scarlet cloak rose with the wind, showing its teeth and claws, as if it was hostile to Chu Lin because of the master's trap.

"Cloak?"

Chu Lin's gaze paused, as if he realized something.

At that moment, the cloak suddenly turned into a palm and grabbed at him. Chu Lin waved out the judge's pen, the blade of which was like a sword, and slashed towards the cloak.

The cloak was split open, but it was transformed into a bell again. Chu Lin withdrew and wanted to escape, but found that the bell seemed to have closed the space, making it difficult for him to move.

"Facewalker!"

Chu Lin's eyes lit up, and the five-character mantra with flying ink exploded inside. But the bell seemed to be able to anticipate his attack, splitting and giving way to the attack in advance, and then closed again, leaving no gap.

At this time, Kerry Rick was also able to get out of trouble, and he also fought with Chu Lin in Zhongnei.

"Hurry up! I can't trap him for long! ”

The appearance of the bell showed a pained face, and it was none other than the Facewalker who was good at changing and copying the abilities of others. After he isolated Chu Lin, the realm created by Chu Lin suddenly lost its effectiveness.

At this moment, darkness deeper than the night crept in, and even the burning flames were swallowed up by all the light.

It was as if hundreds of people were roaring in their ears, and some terrifying being roared like a demon.

"Dire."

With a stroke of his pen, Chu Lin tore through the Facewalker's body and pulled out, then read out the race of the Ruin Hunter.

This is a race capable of creating absolute darkness, and even he is deprived of his vision beneath the realm of Dire.

The wind was blowing, but it was Kerryrick who slashed from memory.

Chu Lin waved his pen to defend, but he felt that it was overwhelmingly attacked.

In the next second, something bound his arm, not even his ethereal body was exempt.

"Isn't it Kyririck?"

Feeling something, Chu Lin's mouth spit out a gust of yin wind, attacking in the opposite direction of the attack.

The sound of flesh tearing was heard, and a creature fell screaming, and the light brightened for a moment.

And at this moment, Chu Lin found that he had a sickle on his neck for some time. The owner of the scythe was standing condescendingly behind him.

"Farewell."

Gasko said lightly, and his hand rose and fell, and a human head flew up.