"My masterpiece, are you satisfied with your new life...... Succubus? ”

Hearing this familiar voice in the ears of a non-entity, the Phantom Shooter suddenly woke up from the endless pain of his soul.

The darkness faded before her eyes, but the color did not return, and in a world made entirely of white, black, and gray, she saw the handsome face that had saved her, and had abandoned it so far, and now had done it to her, the dark sword that had manipulated her soul shining in his hand, and the other hand holding the human skin book made a summoning motion, pulling her out of the quiet embrace of death—

She died, but she didn't die.

The Death Incarnation killed her near death, and then gave her soul a new lease of life: not as a living person, but as an undead banshee.

"That's right, I gave you a new life." The murderer who caused all this told her that "Banshee...... As my first work, this will be a powerful body. ”

"Pain, hatred, reluctance, grief, all of this will turn into your strength, and when you scream will bring pain to others - well, you will definitely be a good tool."

Feeling an indescribable fear at these words, the phantom shooter hovered over her blood-stained corpse, staring into her blank eyes, and then looked to the side.

"Nope." The voice was hollow and grotesque, but it was still audible as hers, "I will never serve you, monster." ”

She hated being abandoned again, but she didn't want to live as a walking corpse and be controlled by someone with the same face.

Unfortunately, her resistance was unusually weak.

"Really? That's not up to you...... My banshee. ”

He only narrowed his eyes, which concealed the endless emptiness, and the Phantom Shooter bent his back in pain and let out another heart-rending scream.

She realized bitterly and grief-stricken that she had no power to resist before him, that she was only his tool, just like the skeletons that rose from the ground behind him, and the gargoyles flying in the sky.

Moreover, she can't even move autonomously.

The palm of the hand holding the human skin book moved slightly, and her ghost body floating in the air was pulled by a force, and was sent back to the corpse on the ground, which was completely cold.

She felt a pain that was almost indistinguishable from when her soul was pulled out, but when she stood up with a sense of reality again, Phantom Shooter immediately noticed the change in herself.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a scarlet glow from hell that was characteristic of the undead, and the world she saw in this eye took on a color that she had once completely unknown, a superimposed normal vision and a colorless soul vision;

From the beautiful green silk like ink to the midnight black, with white lines, the still smooth skin is pale with a touch of blue, and the skin with a cold breath has a strength and self-healing ability beyond the appearance;

Although she didn't put it into practice, she also knew that she could definitely use two abilities perfectly, inflicting pain and torment on her enemies with the terrible screams of her soul, and transforming into a spirit in her banshee form that could fly through and ignore physical obstacles;

The ** strength of the undead, the mobility of ignoring obstacles, and the ability to attack souls, if this is the strengthening of the main god space, even if there is a corpse-like cold touch, Ming Annihilation will still be very satisfied.

But at this moment, although this power is strong enough, she immediately lost the control of her body.

Remain awake self, but unable to speak or move" is like another "self" above the self controlling the body, thinking in her way of thinking, acting in her way of acting, and now following behind the incarnation of death in a posture of complete obedience.

can only simply watch but can't make any movements, this is no different from complete death, Ming Yanwei doesn't even know what is marked on the main god watch in her hand at this time, is she already considered dead?

She didn't know, and even if she knew, she couldn't do anything about it, and the next move of the Death Incarnate was for her to tremble again in a way that was no longer possible.

The banshee is the first work, so naturally it won't be the last work, the man holding the Book of Death has not stopped the revival of the necromancy, but this time it is not to summon those lonely who only have skeletons, but a more elite existence-

Skeletons crawled out from under the ground, but their bodies were immediately covered with spiritual flesh and blood, just as the incarnation of death had shaped their bodies with utopian manifestations, and soon became almost indistinguishable from living beings except for their empty eyes, and the most conspicuous of them was a blood-colored spear like a thorn with a shake of his hand.

Ming Yanwei was completely stunned for an instant, if her guess was not wrong, using this weapon, this person was ......

Ireland's Child of Light, Cú Chulainn!

This guy can even resurrect these mythical heroes?

"There are only so many, except for one legendary hero, the others are all losers who challenge the country of shadows." But the Death Incarnate didn't seem to be satisfied with his results, he stopped summoning, and he looked sideways into the depths of the Shadow Country, "As long as the soul has to return to the Shadow Country, where the soul belongs, the heroes will not be an exception, that is...... Basically all with Queen Skozaci? ”

The Shadow Country is the underworld in Celtic mythology, and just as the hell where the Hades King is located in Greek mythology exists in Elysium, the queen of the Shadow Kingdom also does not like to live in a dead place without any life, but lives in the only trace of "life" in the land of extreme death, the deepest part of the Shadow Country.

If the Death Incarnate wants to promote the death of the world, he must first fully master this underworld, that is to say, to capture the fairyland where Skozach is located!

He really planned to do so, and he did......

"Death" is the supreme in the realm of death, even Skozaci is no exception, she is the god of war and not the god of death after all, if she does not retreat intellectually, she will only be greeted by the fall of the incarnation of death who will never be defeated in the country of shadows!

However, the mighty Necromantic Legion began its journey, and Ming Yanwei received a completely different order.

"Catch up with the other me who has fled, and kill him with my army and the power I have given me...... I think you'll be happy to do that. ”

The order from the master was completely irresistible, and although Ming Yanwei was extremely unwilling, her body carried it out faithfully.

The incarnation of death is too clear about the strength of his own body, if he does not have absolute strength, it is almost impossible to kill it alone, if he did not have the advantage of taking the lead and weapons at the time of splitting, and seized a variety of special factors such as amnesia, confusion and confusion, he would not have been born so smoothly.

However, no matter how strong the individual force is, if there is no corresponding strong army to cooperate, when facing a powerful army led by a hero of the same level, the chance of survival in the end will be extremely slim.

Choosing to flee can avoid the attack, but the land of death will spread with the legion, and the power of the death incarnation will also increase, and the strength of the undead will increase together, and the more you escape, the more you will push yourself into a desperate situation!

So, with a small necromantic legion handed over to her by the avatar of death, and a high-level demon summoned from the Book of Death as a vanguard to track it down, Phantom Shooter, or Dark Ranger, immediately began her hunt.

In the first step, she watched as she bent down and picked up an unsightly blood-stained package in the place where Xiao Lan had been attacked by the Wind Wound.

Space bag, Ming Yanwei recognized this prop that belonged to Xiao Lan.

The incomplete wound of the wind didn't kill him, but it had also sliced the package from him that was under the bone armor, and she remembered correctly that there was at least one cannon in it......

This thing is an absolute city nemesis in this era, and she clearly feels that she has the intention to activate it.

But she couldn't express much surprise at this, and whatever the outcome was, what was the point for her, who could only act as an observer?

Already, there is no point.

So far, since the first day of Xiao Lan and Ming Yanwei's arrival in this era, both of them have fallen to the point of being miserable and unable to be more miserable.

However, while the two undead armies were about to set off storms and waves in this world, the demons who rushed all the way out from the Shadow Country experienced a journey that he hardly wanted to remember afterwards.

The Shadow Country is not big, of course, it refers to the external material realm, just the secret land around Scotland on the map, but it is close to the half-plane structure, it has similar characteristics of spatial expansion, and it took nearly a week for the demon who lost his right hand to completely leave this dead realm without taking the wrong path by relying on his intuition.

As a lifeless death domain, there is not even a single weed in the territory of the Shadow Country, Xiao Lan has not received any supplies in this almost long week, this hunger does not make him weak and not fatal, but it makes his instinct that he can barely suppress completely burst out, and completely engulfs the last trace of Qingming reason that is barely supported, just like the wild wolf with green eyes after being hungry for a long time.

Although he quickly carried out an unequal bloody hunt in the jungle after leaving the Shadow Country, he was temporarily satisfied with his stomach, but he was no longer able to leave the materialized ** by himself, but under some inexplicable guidance in the dark, he walked towards this Britain that was still in the heroic age.

Almost turned into a beast, he didn't realize that along the traces that he had not deliberately concealed when he left, a forbidden necromantic legion was closely following the trail under the leadership of the Dark Ranger with an incomparably neat and incomparably swift speed, and there was a high demon with thunder flashing between his bat-like wings chasing further in the air with his special ability, and at the same time guiding the army behind him to take a more convenient path-

Death is coming, and the sky is ...... It's going to change. (To be continued.)

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