At that moment, Akasha didn't really have a choice.

As the highest-ranking cleric on the team, she knew that the shield she cast would not stop the Overseer's axe, and in a battlefield full of corpses and undead, the Bone Wall was the perfect choice.

Naturally, Akasha studied the composition of spells when she studied Necromancy, and she would try it later on—she realized that she could cast a few low-level spells as a subject of study, so she did some practice on it.

The "Bone Wall" is one of the most basic magic of the necromancer, and its "defense" is largely determined by the composition of the casting material, and the size of the bone wall is determined by the mage's level and mana.

For example, the "bone wall" condensed by the black-robed orc just now was tens of meters long because of its profound mana, but Akasha could only condense about two meters with all his strength, and the gap was self-evident.

However, being able to block an attack is a good spell, and Akasha doesn't regret it. What she was worried about at this time was that she was exposing the fact of using "necromancy" - and most importantly, it was all clearly seen by a priest of the "Rosicrucifix"!

Akasha was extremely worried for a while: Will Sally directly order someone to arrest her?

According to the arbitration method of the Holy See, he will definitely be dragged to the stake, not to mention that the duke in front of him is still a "rival in love" whose relationship has always been at the freezing point...

Akasha, who was born in the "Pit Viper Cross", had seen too many shady and despicable methods, so she immediately thought that Sally would use this to directly "get rid of" herself - but after she looked at Sally in a blank for a few seconds, she saw that the other party raised her hand and released a "holy purification", turning the "bone wall" into an unrecognizable piece of debris without a trace.

"This is..."

Akasha froze in place, but Sally ignored the stubble on the ground, she jumped off the restless horse, and waved, "Hurry up, Roddy is calling us over!"

"Huh... Good!"

Akasha was a little dazed - Sally was obviously trying to help herself deal with the traces, but was she really willing to be on her side, or was she going to wait until later to negotiate terms with herself?

Dozens of meters away, Roddy didn't know what the mood of the two priests was, he had just poured a bottle of potion, reached out and pulled Nephi, who had been following him, behind him, and stared at the black-robed orc not far away...

The other party's body had been blown apart by the arcane, his legs were blurred with blood, his only remaining arms were charred black, and only two eyes were still shining with a faint light on his disfigured face.

"Smack. ”

Hearing the footsteps, the necromancer tried to move his head, and when he saw that it was Roddy, his eyes lit up, and his rotten mouth immediately moved slightly...

However, before the spell of "self-destruction" was pronounced, Akasha's "group silence" directly interrupted his spell casting, and Sally's "sacred shackles" locked his body, causing him to lose all ability to resist.

Nephie took out a "Flame Blast" scroll and stared at the other party with a fixed gaze.

"In order to clean up the nobles of Evta, you are really willing to pay for your blood..."Roddy ignored the other party's resentful gaze, he crouched down, looked at the inhuman guy in front of him almost face-to-face, and said calmly, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you this time, Augustine." ”

Sally and Akasha, who were next to them, suddenly widened their eyes, and they looked at each other as if to confirm that they had heard correctly.

"The price of soul incarnation is not small, and now you have to raise it honestly for a few years. ”

The "group silence" only expired for three seconds, so Roddy wouldn't have chatted with the other party like some movie plots before making a move - before the words fell, he grabbed the hedron on the other's chest like lightning and pulled it off with a "click"!

The disappearance of the hedron caused the body to turn into a crumbling mass of rotten flesh in the blink of an eye, but in the next moment, Roddy's left eye suddenly lit up with a white ring.

"It's not good to be angry... Scold. ”

Roddy's eyes showed a touch of coldness: the will inside the hedron tried to attack his spirit the moment it was held by him, but with the "Mark of the Dragon Slayer", this attack was completely ineffective.

However, the little information mixed in this spiritual shock made Luo Di confirm the judgment in his heart: the other party was none other than the monarch of the Tasman Kingdom!

It sounds incredible, but Roddy has long been familiar with this method: he remembers that the Tasman kingdom had led several invasions of the human world by Augustine. As a monarch, he will naturally not play in person, but will use the superb spell of "soul incarnation" to "split" a piece of his soul to control a body.

"Avatars" are different from "clones", such as Wellington and Sodlore, and the "clones" created are actually manipulated "accessories". The "incarnation" is an individual who is close to "independence". In other words, it was the "will" inside the hedron that controlled the black-robed orcs to carry out their plans, not Augustine himself, who was thousands of miles away.

The original strength of this body was only advanced to level 10, in order to turn the tide of the battle, he forcibly overdrew the power of the "incarnation spar" to advanced level 30, but in the end he failed to win the final victory - the failure of the "incarnation" meant that Augustine completely lost part of his soul.

For a high-ranking lich, this is definitely a serious blow.

"Will and soul..."

Roddy squinted, carefully recalling the characteristics of the spar in his hand: the "soul incarnation" was not completely independent, and was still fundamentally under the orders of Augustine's ontology. So he thought about it, but instead of destroying it immediately, he wrapped it in rags and put it in a fine iron helmet.

Metal's "shielding" effect on magic can temporarily ensure that it does not affect anyone.

"Roddy, you just said he was... Augustine?"

Sally on the side stared at the already broken corpse and asked with some hesitation.

"It's the old Tasman bone, and this is obviously what he planned from start to finish... Old fox, there is no trace. Roddy looked at the battlefield where the victory had been set, and gave up the intention of continuing the fight, he touched the penetrating wound in his abdomen, and breathed in pain, "Hiss... It's so dangerous, I almost got served in a pot. ”

That being said, in fact, Roddy's team always grasped the initiative in the process of counterattacking -- the distribution of troops, the grasp of the situation, and the use of the environment were all done to the extreme, and if they were analyzed, almost every detail could be compiled into the campaign textbook.

But Roddy was not interested in thinking about it, because after the battle had stabilized, Nephi had already thrown herself into his arms - the little girl had not experienced any big scenes after all, and Augustine's terrifying forbidden spell had terrified her, and the panic that had almost lost Roddy made her legs tremble to this day.

"Okay, it's okay. ”

Roddy patted her on the back, "You saved my life, Nephie." ”

The little girl was speechless, but put her arms around his neck harder.

"I'm not going to say thank you because you're my best friend, right?"

When he said this, Luo Di felt that a certain obsession in his heart seemed to be gradually letting go: "Neffi is not small, he is really not a child anymore." She is very powerful, and she has never relented in the face of the Tasman monarch. I see it, you have the upper hand in the duel with Augustine. ”

In fact, it's just a just right "levitation technique"...

"I—I—"

Nephie opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. Compared with the thrill just now, she was even more excited about Roddy's affirmation of herself.

"Roddy, your wounds are still bleeding. ”

Sally's voice came from the side, causing Nephie to suddenly recover from her deep emotions, and she hurriedly let go of her hand to check Roddy's injury, but he waved her hand: "The battle is not over yet, go and help them, the Arcanist is not responsible for healing." ”

"It's... Yes!

She lamely learned the soldiers' responses, then turned her head and rushed to the battlefield with her wand in hand, her immature but resolute back making Roddy laugh dumbly.

But when he turned his gaze back, he realized that the situation in front of him was a little strange.

"Akasha, there aren't enough bandages. ”

"I have, yes. ”

The leather armor on her left arm was removed from Akasha, and Sally took the bandage from her hand and bandaged the bloody hole in her abdomen. The two of them acted very tacitly, and they couldn't see the cold estrangement in the past...

"That's... I-"

"Stay honest. ”

"Don't talk, get some rest. ”

As soon as Roddy spoke, the two priests who were busy telling him to shut up.

Did something happen?

Luo Di was puzzled, but he really didn't ask more, but turned his gaze to the battlefield.

The noise gradually died down, and all that could be heard was sporadic slashing and roaring, and the air was filled with a strong rancid smell, because many of the undead were transformed from corpses that had been dead for many days, and Roddy frowned, and immediately ordered the soldiers to burn these corpses on the spot to prevent the possibility of an outbreak of the epidemic.

The mana of several sorcerers was almost depleted, and there was no longer a dense "holy light spell" to illuminate it, in this case, the undead controlled by Akasha became the most efficient force to kill - the high elves quickly devoured the fleeing enemies, and the fourteen arcanists also dispersed, and together with Nephie, they attacked the dense group of enemies that had fled into the distance.

While the sun was slowly rising and everyone could see the situation around them, Sally looked at the arcane masters with cold expressions, and suddenly whispered, "I always feel that these elves... A little off. ”

"They are the undead. ”

Roddy's answer made Sally's expression stiffen, but she quickly figured out something, glanced at Akasha next to her, and asked more: "Roddy, you... Can you summon the undead?"

"Well, when that Ansadin - I'll use the scroll he left behind..."

Roddy didn't want to say that these were summoned by Akasha, because he was afraid that Sally would stand directly opposite her - but before he could finish these explanations, Akasha next to him bit her lip and preemptively said, "I summoned them, and these undead are now at my command." ”

Akasha is afraid that Roddy will have a "stain" on this, and she doesn't want "Rossicruc" to issue a wanted warrant for Roddy...

However, the two of them took responsibility for each other and made Sally grit her teeth, and the duke pouted: "What are you two fighting about, as if I was from the Inquisition... Hmph!"

Suddenly said that he wanted to sweep pornography, the strength was unprecedented, and the **** scale was stuck on the standard of "handle", which was considered a violation after that.

I think what I wrote is very clear, and then the starting point is blocked, and it is helpless.

Anyway, it's not once or twice that this country has engaged in literary prisons, and when I wear out my patience, I'll do something else, and I don't plan to write for a lifetime anyway.