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Judging from the moment he turned around and grabbed it, the black figure hidden more than ten meters away behind him flew into his hand as if it took the initiative, and then he easily twisted his neck, and the bone spur did not cause any damage to Donald at all. But at this time, Donald was obviously pierced through the back of his head by a bone spur, and while the tip of the piercing eye socket exuded a faint breath of death, the blood spilled from the wound was also decaying into gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, don't play dead......"

Su Wen reminded loudly.

To be honest, looking at the tragic situation in front of him, he really doubted that Donald would hang up.

"Pretend to be your uncle, obviously a cannon fodder-level death mage, I suspect that even a baby dragon can be poisoned by the toxins on the bone spurs, is this what people do!" As he spoke, Donald raised his hand and slapped his eye socket, and the sharp bone spur was pushed out along the same path and fell silently between the dim rock crevices.

"It's exciting. ”

He continued.

...... Oh, so you are enjoying it.

Su Wen looked at the death mage whose neck had been broken in two, and was surprised to find that when the black hood was removed, the face hidden in the darkness was actually a woman, and a half-elf with a beautiful face—her ears were somewhat similar to Laetitia's, and it was clearly between a human and an elf, most likely a hybrid of the two.

"There are even women among the death mages?"

The surprise in Su Wen's eyes couldn't be concealed.

"As long as you have the heart, even a Shiba Inu can learn undead magic. Donald snorted coldly, "Even if it's not good, it's always good to command the contract undead or monsters to bite people." Necromancy is characterized by a low threshold and quick success, and the death mages in it have brought this feature to the limit, with the same qualifications and the same time, they can even be several times stronger than the traditional elemental magicians, otherwise the idiot will take the initiative to become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats. ”

When Su Wen heard this, he looked at the half-elf death mage twice, and felt a little pity - this is the difference caused by appearance, if it was a hateful-looking obscene old man who fell to the ground, Su Wen would probably clap his hands.

'It's a shame to be such a beautiful maid.' ’

He thought silently.

"Poof...... Do you only have a maid on your mind?" Donald said coldly, and at the same time kicked the corpse of the half-elf with a faint fear on his face, "Pretty has a fart, the half-elf subhuman race is no better off than the lower intelligent creatures, anyway, it is either the plaything of the human nobles or the lowly slave and plaything, do you think there are many strange relationships like you and Laetitia on the whole continent? This child either wants revenge with a deep hatred, or is desperate, and it is definitely even more miserable than you imagined- But since she chose to follow the path of a death mage, she doesn't deserve sympathy. ”

"Really?"

Su Wen was stunned for a long time before he sighed lightly.

He leaned down, reached out, and closed the half-elven death mage's eyes in silence.

Seeing this, Donald next to him shook his head. I saw him gloating and said, "Tut-tut, congratulations on your successful infection with the latest hybrid chronic toxin in the alchemy field, and currently on the Quanguang Continent, the probability of being cured after being infected by this toxin is zero." Well, after four months your right hand will fester, and then it will be eaten away by the proliferating toxins, and eventually they will run down your veins, grow in your head, and drain your brain...... It's really gratifying, there aren't many death mages who like to smear poison on themselves, you're in luck. ”

"Don't tease me, didn't you just run into it!"

Su Wen said without looking back, obviously not believing it.

"I didn't have direct contact like you. In the Glorious Continent, anyone with a little common sense will know that casual intimate physical contact with the creatures of the evil camp will basically lead to a miserable death. ”

"And what should I do, chop my hands?"

Donald's expression was relaxed: "Anyway, there are more than a dozen toxins in your body, one more, no more, no less, just take it as the price of doing idiotic things." ”

Su Wen was silent for a long time, and found that he was speechless.

But he quickly remembered something.

"Wait—since a death mage has attacked us, doesn't that mean we've been exposed?"

"Nonsense, swaggering in, it's not just a matter of exposure, okay. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Donald's words fell, the bone altar in the distance suddenly erupted into an earth-shattering roar.

“...... Ignaz, why you!

Su Wen turned his head and saw Nikolai in the distance suspended in the middle of the hall, coldly looking down at the blood-colored vortex on the altar, and the one who was roaring at this time was a black-robed mage standing on the altar. Although this mage's whole body was also covered by robes, his face was handsome that did not match his identity, and his temperament even revealed a faint majesty of a superior.

And from his roar, Su Wen heard a strong anger and disbelief.

This is an indictment of the betrayer.

Su Wen always felt that he seemed to have seen such a scene somewhere, because he actually had a faint empathy for the roaring death mage......

The object of the roar was of course Nikolai, and 'Ignaz' thought to be one of the pseudonyms of the necromancer, but at this time his eyes were not focused on the death mage who was yelling at him, but indifferently looked at the blood-colored vortex above the bone altar, as if waiting for something. As for the group of death mages who were scattered all over the altar half a minute ago, when Su Wen looked at them from a distance at this time, they had already fallen sideways - Su Wen didn't think they were just fainting.

"11 people. ”

Just as Su Wen was looking at Nikolai, Donald's voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Counting the one over there in the Corridor of Unjust Souls, there are a total of 11 necromancers, among which there are only two magisters, and there are only these people left in Nikolai's hunting group? As for the scattered people who touched the fish, I haven't seen a single one until now, and I guess all of them have been pulled out and killed-ouch, this time the broiler is really not simple, at least it is much more capable than the last group of fools. ”

"So...... What the hell is going on now?"

In the direction of the White Bone Altar in Su Wen's eyes, only the existence of the two living creatures Nikolai and the black-robed death mage remained, and beyond that, there were only corpses all over the ground and restless monsters in the dark. The eerie atmosphere made him start to confuse the situation.

"Wait, it's going to start soon. ”

Next, without Donald's reminder, Su Wen quickly noticed: in the stalemate of the White Bone Altar, the thirteen inconspicuous black dots around the blood-colored vortex were slowly changing. A thin line of viscous blood gradually formed between them and the whirlpool, accompanied by the increasingly clear cry of the baby, like thirteen shocking death knell pendulums, moving at irregular speed and direction.

The black-robed mage on the altar finally moved, and a flickering golden bone spear quickly condensed in his hand. But just as he seemed to be about to shoot the bone spear into the black dots in the blood-colored vortex, Nikolai in mid-air just raised his hand slightly, and instantly threw an even larger bone spear, which slammed into the arm of the black-robed mage with unmistakable accuracy—the bone spear pierced the former's arm and shattered the golden bone spear that had not yet completely condensed.

"Is it so easy to give up on yourself, this is your lifelong wish. ”

Nikolai said lightly in mid-air, without any emotion in his voice.

"Magister...... You're a necromancer. There was bitterness in the voice of the black-robed man on the altar, but this bitterness soon turned to madness, and he said miserably, "Yes, how can I just give up?

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and drew a summoning circle full of dense patterns in front of him. Su Wen felt extremely violent magic fluctuations, and at the same time heard Donald's excited shouts beside him.

"Oh, I'm going to summon the big guy!

Sure enough, in the next second, the black-robed mage god on the altar condensed solid bone shields in all directions, and his chanting echoed through the hall like rolling thunder.

"Wake up, help me kill my enemy, my servant...... Ugh!"

...... And then there was no follow-up.

The last 'uh' was not part of the chant, of course, but because a mundane-looking bone spear pierced through the layers of bone shields like a tofu drill and was inserted into the black-robed mage's heart with unmistakable accuracy, he let out this uncontrollable moan - exactly the same as the previous attack on Donald, and Nikolai interrupted the black-robed man's summoning magic in the same way.

It's just that this black-robed man obviously doesn't have the tenacious vitality of Donald. Only at the level of a high-level death mage, he opened his eyes wide, clenched the bone spear that passed through his body, and then fell straight to the ground, and died cleanly.

"Wow, that's a disappointment. Let him summon it, it's a skeletal earth dragon close to the magister level!" Donald saw that the black-robed man was hanging like this, and he was the first to cheer loudly, "Nikolai, you old dog is really cowardly, you always find a way to avoid trouble when you see it, and wait for him to summon it to have a positive effect before it can have the effect of the show, you just don't understand such a simple reason?"

As if hearing something, Nikolai, who was a hundred meters away, turned his head and glanced coldly.

Su Wen was a little frightened, the black-robed death mage was a leader-like existence in terms of bearing and appearance, but with just a blow from Nikolai, he fell without any resistance. Although he had already learned in the magic books that the gap between a high-level magician and a mage was like an insurmountable moat, such a disparity in strength still made Su Wen speechless.

"Mr. Donald, what level is that death mage just now?"

Su Wen asked Donald, who was full of displeasure.

"I knew you'd wonder how this guy died like a soldier, but if I'm not mistaken, he's probably the mastermind of this undead scourge. Donald was obviously very unhappy with Nikolai's approach, but still explained to Su Wen, "If a broiler has the ability to resist, it is not called a broiler, and the praise for them just now makes them a cautious broiler at most." Of course, if it was an ordinary elemental magister standing there, that guy might not die so cleanly, and he would be able to die a few times, summon a bone earth dragon to make some movement, and even bite the other party. But his opponent is Nikolai, who has been in the realm of the Magus for almost a hundred years, and he is also a necromancer of the same lineage...... Tsk, what a poor little fellow, he didn't even leave a last word. ”

So Su Wen's gaze at Donald was a little complicated.

What kind of monster is this that Nikolai, who has been in the Magister for almost a hundred years, can be beaten to the point that he has no power to fight back, and is specially pulled as a foreign aid to crush the field......

However, even if the mastermind of the undead scourge died so simply, Su Wen didn't think that this catastrophe would end so easily - there must be something in this hall that even a magus like Nikolai felt that he couldn't win, so he would pull Donald into the town, such as the blood-colored vortex, or the unknown hidden in the darkness......

"Oh, there's another one. Suddenly, Donald slowly put away his smile, frowned and quietly perceived, "This is what Nikolai just said about Vasilian? It's not easy, but why did his mother come to find Lao Tzu, it's right to go to that arrogant and domineering old dog!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice was heard in the distance.

"That's right, that's me. Donald...... We, long time no see. ”