"Its name...... Inexplicable! The Staff of Tranquility waved down, pointing directly at Mo Wen, and a huge amount of death energy gathered above Mo Wen's head.

Mo Wen regained control of his body at that moment, but the force of the blow was beyond his reach. Feeling the powerful feeling of oppression on his head, Mo Wen gritted his teeth and raised his sword, mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole body.

He will not sit still!

"Don't!" Lias screamed, and majestic magic erupted from her young body. The three-star undead who had suppressed her couldn't dodge and was sent away. On the other side, Chiya Mengxiang bit her lip tightly, blocked the spear stabbed by the undead with one hand, and ignored the bloody palm that was pierced, she shook off the undead who were sticking to her, and ran towards Mo Wen.

At this time, the corpses of the travelers had long since turned into white bones and mixed with the wreckage all over the ground, and their flesh and soul were used as sacrifices by the Peace, exchanged for a powerful death force.

[Farewell...... General Mo. An Ming breathed a sigh of relief, squinting his eyes and looking at Mo Wen not far away, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth. [I don't know how many universal points you can bring me...... Well, the puppets made from the corpses of the three-star travelers are definitely a lot more powerful than those guys. 】

But what An Ming never expected was that the majestic power gathered above Mo Wen's head shrank greatly when he spit out the word "inexplicable", and what finally fell on Mo Wen was less than one-tenth of the power that began to gather - although the remaining power was still huge, it was already Mo Wen's next step.

The power of yin and yang spiritual power and the power of death collided violently, emitting a slight explosion, but An Ming was unconscious and stood in place in a daze.

【Why!】 How so! The necromancer roared inwardly, and the hand holding the staff trembled. [What went wrong?] How can the curse of the dead be invalidated? I have summoned the power of death enough to destroy him, but why do I ...... when I say his name at the end]

【Name!】 An Ming's eyes were round, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "His real name is not inexplicable!" ”

Without An Ming's support, the power of death is difficult to defeat Mo Wen's yin and yang spiritual power blessed by cloud shadows, and Mo Wen, who has withstood this thrilling blow, happened to hear An Ming's self-talk, and replied with palpitations.

"You guessed it, my real name isn't inexplicable...... Now, it's my turn to fight back! ”

"Even if I lose some of my men, this world is still my home turf!" An Ming was annoyed, "You think you'll be my opponent? ”

"Fight and know!" Mo Wen held his sword in a hurry, and was not prepared to give An Ming any more time to release a large spell.

"You think I'll be afraid of close combat?" An Ming drew a long sword with a cold light in his left hand, and waved the staff in his right hand. "I've been in the military, too!"

"Come on!"

In the man's roar, the long sword collided with the cloud shadow with a piercing sound.

……

[He's fine...... It's really good. After the outbreak just now, Lias was relieved to see that Mo Wen was safe and sound—she knew that if Mo Wen died, she would also go to the underworld with her.

It is very dangerous to relax on the battlefield, and the three-star undead who injured the red night Moeka keenly noticed Lias's state at this time, and casually picked up a spear that fell to the ground and stabbed Lias in the chest. And his companion who was shocked by Lias also landed not far from Akaya Moeka, and after that guy stood up, he immediately stopped the Lori vampire who was ready to help Mo Wen.

Sensing the danger, Lias pulled away, but just as she turned slightly, a sharp tingling sensation hit her brain from all around her, and the perfect dodge was flawed. A shot that could have been avoided left a scar on the arm of the demon Lori.

That's the problem of Lias's lack of physical strength.

The magic power that burst out of her just now was far beyond the limit of what her two-star physique could handle, and although the furious magic power did not tear apart her body, it still brought countless wounds to her meridians and organs.

[Hmm...... My whole body hurts, I can't fight him in this state, and now I can only distance myself and use spells against him. Lias endured the pain and quickly retreated, her little face twitching, and she released a dark blessing to herself. The lilac light enveloped Lias's petite body, and the demon Lori only felt a faint coolness wandering through her body, suppressing the hot pain.

Lias would love to enjoy it a little longer, but her opponent wouldn't let her heal at ease. The undead stabbed with a spear, and Lias dodged in pain, and blessed herself with a flame shield, just to protect herself. In the face of this tactic, the three-star undead couldn't do anything about her for a while.

On another battlefield, Akaya Mengxiang's slender legs kept hitting the hard bones of the undead, even if the opponent tried his best to wield the weapon, but still couldn't stop Akaya Mengxiang's sharp attack, and was forced to retreat step by step.

[This low-intelligence undead creature really doesn't fight...... If only my soul guards could be brought out of the world of trials. An Ming, who was fighting fiercely with Mo Wen, frowned slightly. With his strange and changeable magic, good swordsmanship, and a very favorable environment for him, he fought a drumming with Mo Wen, who was full of firepower, but his two ineffective subordinates made him have to attack.

[It seems that he is ready to fight hard, and at this time the defense is dead...... Strike first! Mo Wen's palms holding Yun Ying were sweating slightly, and he could naturally detect the changes in An Ming's body. Originally, the two of them were inseparable from each other, attacking and defending each other, but now An Ming only defended and did not attack, and even the curse released on Mo Wen was not maintained. You must know that Mo Wen is not only superior to An Ming in strength skills, but also has various talismans to help, An Ming is through various buff spells and curses to level the gap between the two, and now he is doing this, obviously wanting to concentrate his strength and kill Mo Wen with one blow!

Mo asked, how could it be possible for him to prepare the spell with peace of mind?

"Draw the breath of Yimu and give birth to the essence of propylene fire. Take the glory of the South Heavenly Star Palace, recruit the power of the Vermilion Bird, and turn the world into fire! Mo Wen clasped Cloud Shadow with both hands, held it in front of his chest, and quickly recited the incantation, releasing the strongest Dao method that he could release with his current cultivation.

Leave the fire spell! Although Mo Wen's cultivation is limited, he can't reproduce the majesty of the golden Yan in the Fire Dragon Cave, but it is not something that ordinary people can stop.

Specks of golden-red light emerged from the cloud shadows, and finally turned into a vague bird form under Mo Wen's manipulation, waving its wings and pounced on An Ming, who was reciting a spell while retreating.

[This guy! The spell doesn't seem to be finished, so let's fight hard. Seeing the firebird approaching, An Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, and he decisively stopped the spell. The staff was raised horizontally, and the dark green ball of light instantly expanded at its top, and a beam of light filled with the aura of death met the golden-red firebird that swooped down.

【Hard Fight...... With the help of cloud shadows, I will be afraid of you? Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and the surging spiritual power continued to pour into the cloud shadows, and the golden firebird suddenly swelled in a circle.

[Hmph...... The time and place are all in my hands, I don't believe you will be my opponent! An Ming smiled coldly, and the power of death floating in the void quickly gathered in his staff, and the originally transparent spar embedded in the top of the staff slowly revealed a miserable green.

In the next moment, the golden-red firebird, with the glow of life and the temperature of destruction, collided with the pure magic of death that exuded cold and silence.

Sparks flew and the green faded. Although the golden-red firebird transformed by the fire spell withstood the jet of death, it was no longer powerless to take a step forward. The turquoise pillar of light was endless, the golden-red red bird was endless, and Mo Wen and An Ming were desperately squeezing the spiritual power (magic power) in their bodies, and they both believed that the final winner must be themselves.

But it turned out to be evenly divided. Mo Wenling's own magic weapon is better than An Ming's, but the addition of An Ming and the suppression of Mo Wen in this world full of the power of death have smoothed out this big gap.

The two were at a stalemate again.

[Damn it, damn it!] How can this guy be so strong! An Ming gritted his teeth and was anxious, he was in a stalemate with Mo Wen here, but his two subordinates would not be the opponents of Lias and Meng Xiang - especially Meng Xiang, now she had used her exquisite kicking technique to remove one of the arms of the three-star undead, and the undead of the three-star elite were already in danger in front of her, and could die at any time.

On the other side, Lias moved back little by little after blocking the onslaught that her opponent had started, and the two fought vigorously. But from An Ming's point of view, if there is no outsider to intervene, that Lori will grind the opponent to death sooner or later.

[The only way to break the situation now is to abandon the pawn to protect the handsome......] An Ming's mind moved, and the undead who was entangled with Lias immediately gave up their opponents and ran towards Mo Wen and An Ming who were fighting. Lias wanted to intercept first, but her muscles were injured and she couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, so she had to shout loudly and tell Mo to be careful.

Mo Wen naturally heard Lias's warning, and he felt the danger the moment the undead rushed towards him, but at this time, he was struggling with An Ming, and he couldn't relax for a moment, and there was no room to deal with the undead at all.

Fortunately, there is also a Moe Xiang among them, a young vampire with extremely strong combat power.

Akaya Moeka also discovered the current situation, and the silver-haired Lori was hit in the left shoulder by the bone claw, killing the opponent with injuries for injuries, and then rushed towards An Ming - with her speed, she was definitely inserted into the battlefield of Mo Wen and the two before the three-star undead.

[Hunting geese all day long, I didn't expect to be pecked by geese...... It's too late to say anything now, so I can only fight to the death! An Ming bites the tip of his tongue. [You want to kill me? I won't make it easy for you either! 】

The green pillar of light instantly dimmed, and the golden-red firebird took advantage of the momentum to rush forward, but before it could advance much, a huge blue ball of light flew towards it.

Bang!

The golden-red firebird and the ball of light filled with death power were all gone, and the escaping power directly crushed the white bones below the explosion point into dust.

"Poof!" At the same time as the golden-red firebird was annihilated, Mo Wen's face turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the other side, An Ming was as pale as he gasped for breath as he held his staff...... But he was still smiling, sneering.

At the same moment, affected by the loud explosion, Meng Xiang's heart suddenly rose, and she looked back suddenly, and then she saw the undead not far behind her and raised her spear at Mo Wen.

[That guy was not lightly injured, and he shouldn't be able to take this blow...... But I'm definitely sure to block it! Moe Xiang made a decision in an instant and jumped back; At the same moment, the undead threw the spear in his hand as a throwing spear.

The spear tore through the air and let out a sharp explosion, and the silver-haired Lori's thin arms spread slightly, ready for battle.

Flutter.

The little vampire gripped the bar with both hands, but still couldn't stop it in its footsteps - the spear pierced Moeka's left shoulder, and the massive impact carried her several meters before pinning her to the ground.

"Moexiang!" The red-haired Lori screamed and ran to her friend despite the severe pain around her.

“…… Good luck! Seeing Lias approaching, An Ming didn't care about the silver-haired Lori who fell to the ground and struggled, and directly manipulated his only remaining undead to pick him up, and ran away - he had run out of oil, Mo Wen was just a heavy hit, and he still had combat effectiveness, and he didn't have the slightest chance of defeating Mo Wen after Mo Wen who couldn't be killed with a single blow of the flying spear, so it was better to slip away when the other side couldn't breathe for a while.

"Count me lucky?" Glancing at the red night Meng Xiang who fell to the ground, Mo Wen only felt a nameless anger erupt from the bottom of his heart. Forcibly suppressing the tumbling qi and blood in his body, Mo Wen took out the crystal bottle from the storage space, poured half of the liquid on the love sword, and then used his spiritual power to lift the cloud shadow.

"Hurry!" Don't ask the sword trick in your hand and throw the sword of love.

[Don't let me touch you again!] Inexplicable...... No! The guy who hides his head and tail! An Ming, who was carried away by the undead, gritted his teeth and thought. [I wrote down this hatred! 】

Just as he was thinking about how to take revenge on Mo Wen, the cloud shadow flew like a falling meteor with a chilling evil aura, cutting off the arm of the three-star undead like tofu, and penetrating An Ming's chest. The severed arm of the undead and the sword of the sword rolled to the ground, blood flowing from his chest with fragments of organs.

"Hmm!" An Ming, who was hit hard by this, got up in pain, took out a pill from the space and swallowed it, and glanced at Mo Wen a hundred meters away resentfully, and the three-star undead hurriedly picked up An Ming with his only remaining left hand and continued to run, spilling bright red blood on the ground.

"Ahem...... It seems that he can't be kept. Looking at the one-armed undead running farther and farther away with An Ming in his arms, Mo Wen smiled weakly and sat down on the ground. He was already shocked by An Ming's last blow and injured his internal organs, and he forcibly forced the sword regardless of the consequences, which made his injuries even worse.

On the other side, Lias had already shaved off the head of the spear that had nailed Moeka to the ground, and then slowly helped her friend who had fallen to the ground up. Red Night Moe Xiang doesn't look very good, the strong recovery power of the blood clan is based on enough blood, and Meng Xiang, who has lost a lot of blood, just barely heals the hideous wound on her shoulder, and she can't do anything about the damaged meridians.

[Now the only one who can fight is the little devil with the lowest combat power among us......] Mo Wen sighed secretly, propped up his tired body and came to the vampire Lori.

"Little girl, are you okay?" Mo Wen's voice was sickly, completely devoid of the majesty of the past.

“…… OK. Akaya Moeka carefully put the silver cross in her pocket on her chest - just now she was stabbed by the spear because the power of her bloodline suddenly lost control, and now that the crisis is over, she doesn't want to continue to maintain such a dangerous state of liberation.

"What about you?" Mo Wen turned his head to Lias, he had also suffered from his lack of physique, "Can you continue to fight?" ”

"It should be able to deal with a dozen or so little guys who usually come to harass." Lias replied, "I'm not very badly injured, and I can recover after a day of rest." ”

"That's good." Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Lias would also lose her combat effectiveness, after all, this place was not safe. After receiving an affirmative answer from the demon Lori, Mo Wen took out a bottle of Fountain of Life from the storage space, thought about it, drank a third of it, and handed it to the two Loli sitting together.

"The rest of you two drink it, half of each of you."

"What is this?" Lias took the crystal bottle.

"The low-level fountain of life is good for your injuries."

……

Kilometers away, the galloping one-armed undead stopped him.

It's not that it has exhausted its strength, but that An Ming, as the owner, finds that his injuries can no longer be delayed.

[What's going on?] Doesn't the effect of the Dead Soul Pill last at least an hour! It's only been more than ten minutes! Feeling the pain of the wound, An Ming, who almost fainted in pain, swallowed an elixir.

"Huh......" An Ming, who felt a little better, reluctantly manipulated his remaining subordinates to help him up, and looked down at his wounds. He noticed a faint circle of golden light attached to the hideous wound, and the flesh near his own wound continued to melt.

【Holy water!】 Inexplicably that damn guy! An Ming only needs to look at it to know what Mo Wen has used for himself - the holy water can have a healing effect on ordinary humans, but it is tantamount to the most vicious poison for An Ming whose body has been tempered by the magic of death. Medicine. It is because of the existence of holy water that the wound medicine taken by An Ming will be greatly reduced.

[Damn...... I still have two more Death Pills, but it will take at least two hours to use magic to expel the holy water potion and repair the flesh! An Ming's pale face twitched, and his thin right hand took out a blue-green pill from the space, a pill that Mo Wen was very familiar with.

[Although this medicine may save my life, but after taking it, I will no longer be a living being......] An Ming's face was cloudy. [I was going to carry out the lich transformation after reaching the fifth star, and by the way, the original life force of the body was transformed into the original death power...... Damn! 】

[But now I don't have a choice! If you don't eat, you have no hope of revenge! An Ming gritted his teeth and swallowed the pill in one gulp. [I wanted to study the principle of this thing, but I didn't expect to use it to save my life in the end.] 】

Mo Wen didn't know how he would feel if he knew that the corpse puppet pill he traded at the Traveler's House ended up in the hands of An Ming and saved his life.

After swallowing the corpse puppet pill, An Ming's body began to tremble violently, and a faint turquoise gas spread out from his body, expelling the holy water entrenched in his wound, and An Ming's bright red wound also turned dark red under the catalysis of the turquoise gas.

The breath of life is gradually passing from this body.

Ten minutes later, An Ming, who was sitting on the ground, stood up.

Am I not human? An Ming's dim eyes swept over his body, but he felt extremely strange - although he knew the ritual of transforming a lich, he had not transformed himself into an undead creature in the second world, and this strange experience was the first time he had experienced it.

After moving his stiff body, An Ming raised his hand, and a turquoise gas erupted, and then dissipated into the air...... The death magic of his penance has long been depleted, and this is the power he gained from taking the corpse golem pill - corpse qi.

"Sure enough...... The newfound strength is simply not at all controllable without training. The hoarse and deep voice, with a hint of ghostly energy, made An Ming feel a little uncomfortable herself.

"Inexplicably, you wait." An Ming's gloomy eyes looked to the east, and whispered to himself: "The next time I touch you, it will be your death!" ”