Hammer Shi smiled suspiciously, and kept exerting force in his hand, tightening the chains on Mo Tie's body little by little, he had already seen Mo Tie's expression gradually flatten, this was probably a precursor to confusion, and he would be able to harvest it later.

However, Mo Tie actually opened his eyes, and his black eyes stared at the green and faint hammer stone, looking up and down.

He spoke, "I'm curious, where did you learn your necromancy?" ”

Well? Hammer Stone was shocked, he could see that Mo Tie was in a clear state and seemed to have gotten rid of his soul torture, but how could this be?

Mo Tie let out a sigh of relief, seemed to exhale all the depression for many years, suddenly laughed, and said: "Forget it, I don't ask you about such a vicious method, it's useless to learn it, and it's not as good as my own ability." ”

He turned his head to look at the black mist around him, and felt that it was boring, and he originally wanted to expand his ability system, but now he felt that no matter how hungry he was, he couldn't choose to eat. If you really need to learn these vicious necromantic magic in Shadow Island, maybe he will also become something like Hammerstone.

"Old Mo, stop talking nonsense, you don't have much blood, him!" Xiao Tie shouted in his mind.

"It's okay, put me in an elf body. I just figured it out, although the physical strength of the elves is average, but Middle-earth can be said to be the birthplace of Western-style magic, and the elves representing the light in it should be born with restraint against creatures like the undead. Mo Tie explained clearly.

"Ah, yes." Xiao Tie woke up, "Most of the League of Legends are still mortals, and the attributes are against the sky, and that's it, you don't need to wear a superhuman body all day long, the elves of light are enough." ”

Mo Tie nodded, he also just thought that the League of Legends was not the first mysterious side world he had experienced at all, Middle-earth was.

It's just that there is no systematic power in that place, it all depends on bloodline and talent, and then it was covered up by the exaggerated powerful genes of other worlds, and he didn't think about it for a while.

But it is undeniable that the elves who represent the world's first light are born with an affinity for positive magic.

Sure enough, there was a rush of flesh and blood on Mo Tie's body, and after the elf's body went online, he immediately reacted to the hammerstone's undead magic.

His body glowed softly white, dissipating the black mist and green glow around him like the dawn of dawn.

Hammerstone's Nether Prison was breached, and the green light in the hexagonal area fell like a snowflake on the red-hot iron sheet, and disappeared without a sound.

The chains on Mo Tie's body no longer looked painful, as if they had become ordinary iron cables, and they fell to the ground with a slight shake.

The hammerstone opposite him covered his eyes even more miserably, and his dark green hair drooped down, like a long-haired old dog in the water.

"My ...... Eyes, ahhhh ”

No matter how hot his eyes were, Mo Tie lifted the broken sword in his hand and pressed it against the heart of the hammer stone, and a simple trip and fall pressed him to the ground.

Hammerstone fell to the ground, a broken sword against his chest, and his eyes could not see, and he could not help but be frightened, and let out a meaningless scream from his mouth.

Mo Tie used his strength to try to insert the broken sword into his chest, but he found that the strength of this shriveled skin was very high, and there was no change at all.

Is this armor strengthened by souls? Mo Tiexin said, his attack on the hammer stone did not meet the standard of armor breaking, and naturally there was no way to cause damage to the hammer stone.

So, what if the souls imprisoned by the hammerstone were liberated? Mo Tie looked at the lantern in Hammerstone's hand......

"Click!"

The crisp sound reached Hammerstone's ears, and he carefully distinguished it before he suddenly realized that there was no glass at all here, except for the lantern in his hand!

Originally, this lantern was just the prison wall lamp he used to stay in, but when the Shadow Island changed greatly, he was transformed into this form by a mysterious force, so he picked the wall lamp and used it as a container for his imprisoned soul.

But at the end of the day, it's just a glass lamp.

So it shattered, and was crushed by Mo Tie's foot.

Many souls who have been imprisoned by Hammerstone have been freed, they are once prisoners of the Isle of Shadows, natives, travelers, fishermen, and even the inhabitants of Bilgewater who were previously captured by Hammerstone during the Night of Soul Eclipse.

All were released.

Most of them had lost their minds, and only green points of light scrambled out of the lanterns, and then they ran into Mo Tie, who was emitting white light on the side, and turned into ashes one by one.

At the same time, Hammerstone's body was declining at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the souls maintained his state, and now that these souls were gone, he naturally couldn't last.

Before Mo Tie could exert his strength, the broken sword in his hand inadvertently stabbed into the heart of Hammer Stone.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

Hammerstone struggled in pain, but he was weakened, and he couldn't lift Mo Tie who was pressing him at all, so he gradually lost his vitality.

Behind him, Lucian, who was watching the battle through the fortress window, couldn't help but bang on the iron door and wanted to rush out.

Mo Tie gave an order in his heart, and the iron door was wide open.

Lucian lunged over and threw himself down beside the broken lantern, trying to use his hands to pluck away the dense souls and find Senna, but to no avail, the green dots of light passed through his body, as if they were not in the same dimension as him.

"No...... No, Xena! Senna! Where are you and which one are you? ”

Lucian cried out in pain, his eyes clouded by tears, and he felt that the green light in front of him was all foggy, like fireflies through gauze, dim and fluttering.

Mo Tie got up and took two heavy breaths, the pure elf body was not as good as the pseudo-elf with the fifty tons of strength he had used in Middle-earth, so he was a little tired from such effort.

Of course, this is also related to the white light that has been emitted from his body, this white light consumes his physical strength, but unfortunately this is a passive ability, which will be activated when it encounters the darkness around him.

He couldn't save even the effort he wanted.

Lucian flickered around, he just wanted to find Senna, but it didn't seem to work, the green dots of light looked indistinguishable.

Mo Tie approached, and he wanted to pat Lucian on the shoulder and comfort him.

But before he could speak, the green light from the lantern on the ground rushed towards him like crazy, and the white light that touched his body dissolved.

Mo Tie could feel that these points of light were consuming his strength, and if he kept allowing these things to gather, he would decline and die sooner or later.

This is like Hammerstone's last obsession, not only to let these souls bury themselves, but also to block Mo Tie.

"It's stupid."

Mo Tie muttered, and with a wave of his hand, ten pure-blood elf clones like him appeared around him, standing in a circle around the lantern like ten high-powered incandescent lamps.

And he himself changed into an ordinary body.