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"Alas~"

Wu Hui looked at Blake, who was singing poetry with enthusiasm and a stupid face, and couldn't help but sigh a long time, he had arranged a wonderful idea for a long time, this guy didn't even doubt and shock his identity, he really showed it to the blind.

In desperation, Wu Hui focused his attention on the battlefield again.

Don't look at his usual giggling, but he cares about this battle in his heart.

This battle is related to whether Wu Hui can capture the entire Thorn Territory at once, and whether he can enter a stage of rapid development.

Now, although St. Luke and Sister Nana have an absolute advantage against the Priest of Solo. But after all, the old thing is a powerful lich that has lived for a long, long time.

With such a character, maybe there will be some unknown powerful hole cards on hand.

I have to guard against it.

"Damn it!"

The priest of Solo has lived for hundreds of years, so naturally he will not realize how bad the current situation is. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid he's really going to be planted here this time!

In his life, Solo crawled out of the darkest corner, and he paid an unknown amount to become stronger, and finally climbed to his current position, he would never allow himself to die so easily! He still has to follow the great undead lord to achieve his wish of eternal life.

His scarlet eyes flashed with cruelty, and he suddenly took out a pitch-black idol from his bosom. This idol is so valuable, and the cost of using it is great.

But compared to the consequences of today's failure, the price is worth it.

It was a statue of a god dressed in a black robe and holding a scepter of dry bones, exuding a strong aura of darkness and negativity, and even just looking at it made people feel frightened.

"O great Lord of the Dead~ Your most devout believer Solo is facing a life-and-death crisis, please use your mighty divine power to redeem me, and I will offer you the purest soul and the most delicious flesh and blood......"

Priest Solo knelt on the ground, holding the idol high in his palm, his scarlet eyes glinting with a frenzied and malicious light.

"Oh no! He's going to summon the Undead Lord!

Liliana was keenly aware of the wrongness of the priest of Solo, and her face changed suddenly.

She didn't care about picking up the skeletal soldiers who pounced on her, so she picked up the thunder whip and slapped it at the priest of Zoro.

Filled with the power of powerful elements, the golden whip of thunder and fire pierced the air with the sound of whistling wind, as if it had the power of thunder.

However, her reaction was still half a beat slower in the end.

Before the golden whip could land on the back of the priest of Solo, the priest had already finished his prayer and cut his finger and dripped his own blood onto the idol.

As soon as the viscous black blood touched the idol, it disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

A long sigh suddenly sounded from heaven and earth.

This sigh seemed to come from the depths of hell, empty and lonely, with a dull and dead air, which made people's hearts chill for no reason.

With a sigh, the pitch-black idol suddenly levitated from the hands of the priest of Solo, blooming with infinite black light.

In a flash.

The sky suddenly darkened, and countless dark clouds poured in from nowhere, filling the sky above everyone's heads.

An endless chill spread through the air, and black snowflakes fluttered down from the clouds.

On the ground, layers of soil were surging, and wisps of black mist rose from the soil layer and spread quickly in the air.

This black mist was wrapped in a thick breath of death, and wherever the black mist passed, whether it was plants, insects, or animals, they all withered and died in an instant.

The fog filled the air, and in a matter of moments, the entire valley was reduced to death, and all life was cut off.

In the midst of the terrifying vision of heaven and earth, the pitch-black idol suddenly turned into a pitch-black crown and fell on the head of the priest of Solo.

Streams of intense dark power poured out of the crown and quickly poured into the body of the priest of Solo.

The Priestess of Solo shook his whole body and let out a roar of pain.

The dark power that poured into him was too powerful, too pure and condensed, and long beyond the scope of what he could absorb.

The power of darkness that could not be fully absorbed turned into a black mist and poured out from under his empty black robes, and was forcibly absorbed back by an inexplicable force in an instant, forcibly merging into the body of the priest of Zoro. In the rolling black mist, the black robe that should have been able to withstand attacks below level 7 was overwhelmed by corrosion, and soon became tattered.

Under the transformation of the power of darkness, his body became taller and taller, more and more straight, and his originally thin and withered body became more and more robust like blowing up a balloon, and in the blink of an eye, he became two or three heads taller than ordinary people, strong and full of explosive power.

Suddenly.

The screams of pain came to an abrupt end.

Two dark green soul fires lit up in the scarlet eyes of the priest of Solo.

The soul fire burned faintly, not crazy, nor scorching, but as if it came from the nine shadows, in the bottomless endless darkness, pure, evil, unfathomable.

Suddenly, the power of death in the sky seemed to have the backbone.

At this moment, he is the absolute king of this realm, with the power to dominate all death.

"Huh?" Wu Hui's brows were also furrowed, this power ...... has surpassed the limits of ordinary mortals, could it be that the breath of his current greatest enemy, the Undead Lord Monarch?

"Lord of the Dead!"

Liliana's pupils also shrank, and her expression suddenly became particularly ugly.

Unexpectedly, she hurried and hurried, but she still didn't have time to stop the priest of Solo and let him awaken the consciousness of the undead lord!

When she was a child, she had seen in the canons of the Holy See that every time the Lord of the Dead appeared, the cloud of death would inevitably follow, and the living beings within a radius of hundreds of miles would be devastated.

If he can't be stopped in time, I don't know how many people will die on the Thorn Collar......

As soon as she thought of this, even though she knew that she was invincible, Liliana still gritted her teeth and rushed forward, and the thunder fire golden whip was charged to the extreme, and she slapped it with a whip.

"Hmph~ I don't think I can do it. ”

A contemptuous snort sounded.

The dark green soul fire in the eyes of the Undead Lord flickered slightly, and his expression was indifferent, as if in his eyes, under the gods, there was no existence worthy of his attention.

In the face of the thunderous whip, he didn't even move, only raised his scepter and paused slightly.

In an instant, a pitch-black light turned into a spear and shot out, colliding directly with Liliana's golden whip.

With a loud "boom", the black spear that looked light and fluttering directly knocked the thunderous golden whip out of the air.

The spear continued to stab Liliana in the chest, sending her flying away.

"Poof~!"

Liliana slammed into the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood as she landed.

"Damn!"

Liliana gritted her teeth, trying to get to her feet.

However, the old wound did not heal and new wounds were added, and her body, which had been severely eroded by the negative energy, could not raise her strength at all, and she tried several times without success.

She was so angry that she hammered down to the ground, and the already suppressed unwillingness and anger in her heart suddenly burst into flames, burning her heart, liver and lungs were hurting, and her eyes were covered with bloodshots.

And so it is again!

And so it is again!

Why, every time it comes to a critical moment, she can't do anything, she can't do anything?!

"Under the light of my lord, how can you be presumptuous!"

Suddenly.

A loud shout rang out in the sky.

At the same time, a figure shrouded in holy light appeared in the sky above the head of the Undead Lord. Chestnut-haired, deep-eyed, resolute and handsome, with white wings and holy peerlessness, it is none other than St. Luke, the angel of war.

He was fighting the undead bone dragon just now, and he didn't notice the movement of the priest of Solo at the first time, and it was too late to stop it. At this moment, he also knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the Undead Lord, so he could only do his best to cut off one of his arms.

With a snap, the big sword in his hand was already raised.

The surging holy light poured into the sword body, and the snow brightness bloomed with dazzling light, and St. Luke's wrist pressed down, and he swung the sword with all his might.

In an instant, the dazzling sword light fell from the sky, cutting through the black mist like a match, and slashed straight towards the Undead Lord.

"Angel of War?" "The dark green soul fire of the Undead Lord Monarch flickered for a moment, and then suddenly let out a lifelong sneer, "If it is an army of angels, this monarch still has a few points to be afraid of." You alone dare to be arrogant in front of this monarch?"

With that, he dodged St. Luke's inevitable sword like a puff of green smoke, and with a swing of his scepter, a gray mist fell on St. Luke's white wings.

The gray mist carried a powerful curse power, as if it was specifically designed to target angels, and as soon as it came into contact, it spread over the wings of the holy light.

In an instant, St. Luke's white wings were gray.

Where the gray mist was contaminated, the white holy light on the feathers completely disappeared, as if dyed with an ominous layer of shadow, revealing a heavy and dead air.

The most important thing is that this part of the wings is uncontrollable!

St. Luke's face turned pale and he fell violently from the sky.

He flapped his wings to maintain his balance, but the gray mist-stained wings seemed to be out of his control. He tried several times, but finally he fell headlong to the ground.

"What, what's going on? Why did that big demon suddenly become so powerful?"

Blake's face turned pale with fright, and even his hand holding the magic goggle trembled a little.

The strongest person he had ever seen in his life was a level 7 sage, and he thought that a level 7 sage was already the peak of the pyramid and could be invincible on the continent, but the scene in front of him completely overturned his three views.

This, this is simply not a realm that can be achieved by human beings!

He subconsciously grabbed Wu Hui's sleeve, and even his voice trembled a little because of fear: "Big, big brother, Your Excellency the Angel of War and Sister Liliana will be fine, right?"

Wu Hui glanced at him when he heard this.

It's okay~ I didn't want to run away at the critical moment, and I knew that I was worried about St. Luke and Liliana, so I finally didn't look away.

However, the old thief Solo still has strong hole cards. Fortunately, he, Wu Hui, had already anticipated and prepared. It seems that the back hand he prepared must be used.

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