The lich remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, have you ever heard a story?" ”

Shirley apparently didn't want to hear the lich's story, and she tried all sorts of ways to get the greatsword out of the lich's grasp, but it didn't work.

The lich said to himself: "Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a powerful dragon, it occupied a human kingdom, used the capital as a lair, and slaughtered the humans of this country, until one day, an unknown magician appeared, he single-handedly fought the dragon for three days and three nights, and finally succeeded in killing the dragon, do you know why? ”

Shirley gave up her greatsword and raised her pink fist to angrily slam the lich in the face, saying, "Die! ”

The sound of "bang bang bang" rang out one after another, and the lich's skeletal face did not leave any scars, but the surface of Shirley's armor-wrapped hands cracked one after another.

The lich was not affected at all, and continued: "Legend has it that when a magician and a mage can stack more than a thousand buffs on themselves, they can burst out with a power comparable to that of a god, even a dragon can be knocked over with one blow, well, a legend is a legend after all, how can it be true, just fifty continuous superimposed buff buff magic on the body is enough to consume the magic power in the body of a great magician in his sixties, making people faint or even die, a thousand is simply impossible." ”

Grabbing Shirley's arm violently, the soul fire in his eyes burned vigorously, and the lich said, "Of course, even I, the lich, can't do it, but it's not difficult for me to stack thirty buffs on my body, it just takes a certain amount of time." ”

Shirley sensed that the armor of the grabbed arm was slowly being pressed, and subtle and invisible cracks were creating one after another, and she tried to suppress the fear that had risen in her heart, trying to break free from the lich's hand, but the lich's hand was much stronger than she thought.

Picking up Shirley's greatsword and throwing it aside, the lich continued, "What's the matter, don't you have the ability to control these blood mist, why don't you let the greatsword turn into blood mist and return to your hand?" Could it be that after you transform, you can't change your form for the time being? ”

"Ahhh My hand!! Shirley didn't answer, her face was covered with sweat, she let out a scream, the armor of her arm was completely crushed by the great force of the lich, with a crisp sound of broken bones, the unprotected arm was also pinched off, and the strength of the bone hand was slowly increasing, the pain was too great, and if this continued, this arm would definitely be crushed into a puddle of flesh containing bone residue.

The lich slowly looked at Shirley, who was half-kneeling and screaming, and said without a trace of pity in the cold soul fire: "Now give you two choices, one is to surrender to me, and the other is to die here forever in a puddle of mud, choose." ”

Shirley's little face became even whiter than before due to the pain, but she still endured it and said stubbornly: "You are dreaming! ”

The lich stopped talking, silently watching her little face become more and more distorted, and the power in her hands slowly increased.

Finally, Shirley tore off the arm that was grabbed by the lich, and blood rain spilled from the severed arm, and the embarrassed Shirley took advantage of this and quickly fled backwards, keeping a distance from the lich.

Gasping and whirring, Shirley covered the wound on her severed arm, and the blood kept flowing out of the cracks, dripping to the ground, she looked at the lich, showed a hateful expression, and said: "Lich, you have completely made me angry this time, you must die today!" ”

The lich threw the severed hand on the ground, which had been crumpled into flesh, and said emotionlessly, "Wait and see." ”

Seeing the lich cut off her hand like this, and still with this attitude of no one in her eyes, Shirley trembled with anger and said, "I must make you pay!" ”

The lich remained aloof.

The blood-colored solidified armor began to dissect and separate, turning back into a blood mist floating around, and even the severed hands and giant swords that were casually thrown away by the lich also turned into blood mist and returned to Shirley's side, and the figure that was hidden in the blood mist also decomposed, and in a short period of time, it also turned into a floating blood mist, and the person was long gone.

Just when the lich still wanted to see what Shirley was doing, he keenly noticed that blood mist gradually appeared around him, blood on the ground, blood in the body of the undead, even the stunned necromancer was not spared, the blood in the body was constantly pumped out, the painful expression stagnated in an instant and turned into a dry corpse, the blood turned into blood mist, more and more blood mist gathered in the direction of Shirley, and after a while, the town was shrouded in blood mist, completely covering the blue sky, white clouds and sunshine.

In front of the lich, a human face with a change of blood mist appeared, it was Shirley's face, and the lich didn't think much of it, and grabbed at her, but it seemed to grasp the ethereal mist, and caught nothing.

The blood mist turned into Shirley's face again, and she floated next to the lich and laughed, "Wasn't you very good before, come and get me?" ”

The lich ignored her taunt and muttered, "Has it changed into another form again, and still can't be grabbed by physical means, so what about spell attacks?" ”

Towards Shirley's face, the lich unleashed a fireball spell, but it didn't seem to work, and just like that, it passed through the blood mist, and Shirley still taunted beside him.

The lich seemed to understand a little, and said to himself: "Since physical attacks are ineffective, spell attacks are also ineffective, as the saying goes, there is no enemy without weaknesses, so the only thing that has the greatest chance of success is the soul attack of the nemesis of all things." ”

Shirley was impatient, the lich's self-talk and indifference, in her eyes was contempt for herself, she thought that she could scare him with this trick, make him kneel down and beg for mercy, and then kill, but she didn't expect him to react like this.

Not wanting to waste time, Shirley uses her long-established ultimate, "Blood Devouring"

The blood mist turned into a blood-red liquid in an instant, overwhelming the sky and drowning the lich in all directions.

The blood-red viscous liquid invaded the lich's skeleton to its heart's content, greedily snatching his magic power, and the high-strength corrosive liquid that could easily corrode the armor kept eroding the lich's bones, and also attached a weakened state by the way, and anyone would be helpless about it, so they could only wait for death, and finally became a part of the blood in Shirley's body, and this is where the title of Blood Queen comes from.

It's a pity that the opponent she met was not an ordinary person, but an extraordinary lich, I saw him unhurriedly take out an object from the void, the huge eyes of some animal, Shirley didn't have time to see clearly, the vision seemed to have been hit hard, it was shaking violently, she couldn't see clearly, and there was an indescribable pain in her soul, this torture almost made her faint, but she still couldn't help but let out a scream.

Therefore, Shirley was forcibly beaten back to her original form, and in a pool of blood, the naked Shirley lay in the blood water, her face was pale and painful, covering her head and curling into a ball.

The lich looked at the big eyeball in his hand and said, "Sure enough, it's the big-eyed monster's soul attack that is the most powerful. ”