Chapter 129: The Corridor of the Dead
After a series of searches without finding a lone Brussels wizard, Ron sensed that something was wrong.
In some of the labs, the experiments have not stopped, but the people have disappeared, and it is clear that the owner of the laboratory has left in a hurry.
"Be careful, they may have sensed our entry. ”
Everyone's faces turned grim and became more cautious, after all, this is where Brussels has been operating for many years, even if there is no undead swamp, the home advantage that this castle can bring should not be underestimated.
The whole castle suddenly trembled, and the ground, walls, and even the ceiling around it began to move out of place, and the castle of the dead seemed to be turned into a toy to be manipulated with, and after a few moments, all the twists and turns of the corridors and rooms disappeared, and a long, dark and gloomy corridor appeared in front of them.
This is a long corridor more than ten meters wide, and both ends of the corridor are shrouded in a thick darkness with no end in sight.
The thick rancid stench of the undead came from the end of the corridor, followed by the sound of hurried hooves, the sound of hooves was chaotic, from far to near, from slow to fast, as if thousands of troops were charging at the same time.
The sound of hooves reverberated like thunder, and the ground trembled slightly.
The white skeletons riding the skeletal warhorses poured out of the darkness like a tide and rushed towards everyone.
Seeing that the almost endless white bones were about to drown them, Ron took a few steps forward and took the lead in front of the crowd.
The Bone Knight held a long bone spear in his hand, and before he could get close, a wave of bone spears rained down on everyone's heads.
"Elemental Roar: Ice Tomb"
The cold air filled the air, and the deep corridor turned into a cold world, and huge rectangular ice tombs that exuded frozen chill broke through the earth, like a labyrinth blocking the way of the White Bone Knight's charge.
The ice tomb is only an inch thick, but it is three meters wide and six meters high, reaching the top of the corridor.
Dozens of magnificent ice tombs are overlapped, blocking the corridor.
Looking at the Ice Tomb in front of him, Deadpool, who had always been curious about Ron's strength, was shocked in his heart, because there were too many Ice Tombs.
The Ice Tomb of an ordinary first-order wizard will summon about ten Ice Tombs, half of the Ice Wizards may be able to summon fifteen Ice Tombs at a time, and only those senior Ice Wizards can summon more than twenty or so Ice Tombs at a time.
At this moment, there are twenty-two ice tombs summoned by Ron.
For a newly promoted first-order wizard, this is a number that Deadpool would be incomprehensible.
However, this is the blessing effect of the Void Egg and the huge spiritual power on the sorcery, if Deadpool had seen the light of wisdom that appeared when Ron advanced to the wizard, he might have known why Ron could directly summon so many ice tombs.
The White Bone Knight, looking at the momentum, was actually inferior to even a third-order apprentice, and after knocking down several ice tombs at the front, he was quickly blocked by the ice tombs in the rear.
The flying rush of bones struck the ice grave across the ice, and the ice chips flew sideways, but there were no cracks, leaving only a pit of ice of different depths.
The Bone Knights in front of them fell under the Ice Grave, but the Bone Knights in the back still poured out like a tide, trampling on the bodies of their companions and continuing to charge.
The clatter of bones quickly filled the entire corridor, and they almost piled up over the ice tombs under Ronbu.
The Bone Knight in the front row was squeezed by the Bone Knight and the Ice Tomb in the back, scattered into white bones all over the ground, and then squeezed by the white bones in the back and rushed forward.
"It's trying to fight with us. ”
Ron sneered, he knew the other party's coping strategy.
These cannon fodder-like bone knights can be resurrected after death, and all they consume is the power of the dead, in this castle of the dead that they have operated for hundreds of years, the most important thing is the power of the dead, if it weren't for the changes in the swamp of the undead, the bone knights who appeared this time would be stronger and much stronger.
Although these bone knights are completely unable to break through their mana shields, they can consume their accumulated mana and block their way forward, and once they are buried by these bones, it is not so easy to come up with them.
In the face of the endless white bone advance, if it were an ordinary first-order wizard, I am afraid that he would have been directly forced back.
"Marais, Shadow Vortex!"
Marais, wrapped around Ron's wrist, looked up, and a ten-meter-sized black python phantus appeared out of thin air.
The python stared straight ahead, its eyes wide, and shadows filled its illusory body.
Marais hissed, and the illusory python snaked into a loop, opening its bloody jaws and turning its tail in pursuit, but no matter how much it chased, it never caught up.
The ring of the giant python's tail chased faster and faster, drifting towards the advancing white bones, until finally the snake ring blurred into a swirl of black shadows.
The shadow vortex occupied most of the space in the corridor, and as it approached, the white bones that had landed in the front suddenly flew up from the ground, were sucked in by the shadow vortex, and then disappeared without a trace.
The white bones continued to pour into the shadow vortex, but no matter how many bones were devoured, the shadow vortex still spun rapidly, without the slightest sign of escaping, and those devoured white bones quietly disappeared, never to be seen again.
Driven by the shadow imprint, the shadow vortex swirled while absorbing the power of the shadows that were free from the void to replenish the consumption.
As the shadow vortex slowly advanced, the white bones piled up throughout the corridor continued to retreat under the devouring of the shadow vortex.
Both Moses and Olina watched the Shadow Vortex advance as a matter of course, they had seen the terrifying vision that stirred the heavens as Marais advanced, and compared to the original vision, the Shadow Vortex could not surprise them.
However, Burckhardt and the others, who watched the changes in the corridor through the eyes of the ghosts, really felt the horror of this whirlpool.
"How could the Shadow Vortex devour so much undead power. Burckhardt muttered in disbelief.
Although the Castle of the Dead has a large storage of the power of the dead, it is ultimately limited.
In just a few moments, the Shadow Vortex had devoured more than twenty standard equivalents of the dead.
It was an unacceptable consumption ratio, and just by looking at the stance in which the Shadow Vortex was advancing, they knew that it was far from its limit.
Looking at the power of the dead consumed by the vortex of shadows, Burckhardt felt his heart dripping blood, and these powers of the dead were the foundation of the existence of the Brussels family.
After losing the Swamp of the Dead, the difficulty of absorbing the power of the dead has increased exponentially, and the power of the dead devoured by the Shadow Vortex in a short period of time is already the amount that can only be accumulated in ten days of the Castle of the Dead.
"Activate the Black Knight!"
Burckhardt decided to stop this cannon fodder attrition strategy that made his heart bleed and instead use high-level strength to fight it.
While this will consume more of the power of the dead, it will be valuable as long as it consumes the intruder's mana.