"I will make you my most faithful necromantic servants!

The Nether Banshee exaggeratedly spread her arms and chanted to the sky. After the www.biquge.info had completed the curse of the resentful spirit, the powerful necromantic power summoned encircled his arms, and the black mist was permeated, as if he had life, rushing left and right, flying up and down. The summoning of the cursed power that casts a psychic blast has been completed, and the next target for the Nether Banshee will be the life that has been sacrificed to the abyss of evil spirits.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, my pretty little goblin, I'm going to look at your terrified face a little longer!"

The Nether Banshee had gently pointed at Lola's finger, but she smiled maniacally and moved away, pointing at Delis.

"No!"

Douglas let out a loud shout and slammed in front of Delis, a huge magical fireball shooting head-on towards the Nether Banshee.

"Hahahaha!"

The Nether Banshee screeched and danced, easily dodging Douglas's fireball. The cursed energy of the Mind Blaster has been summoned, and it can be released at any time, even while on the move. Each successful summoning of Necromantic Power can support at least three to five Psychic Blasts. It is no exaggeration to say that the Nether Banshee, who has successfully summoned the power of the necromancy and is ready to cast a heart-shattering explosion at any time, is the spokesperson of the Grim Reaper at this moment. The dry bones refer to the person whose heart bursts and dies as a sacrifice to the god of death.

"Oh, such a powerful magic, I love to see the pained expressions on your faces, it gives me great pleasure. So, let you continue to struggle for a while. ”

The Nether Banshee's gray and bony fingers pointed at the target, moving away from Douglas and Delise, and pointing towards the other magician, Bai Sensen's mouth screamed, "Soul Shock!"

Just when the Nether Banshee cast a spell to summon the power of the wraith, she cast a wind blade and hit the mage of the Nether Banshee, Kent, the great mage of the wind system from the Iron Blood Mercenary Regiment, and unfortunately became the first target of the Nether Banshee.

With the gray, dry bones of the Nether Banshee's fingers pointing, "Bang!"

The muffled and familiar sound erupted from Kent's body in a dull way.

A blood hole the size of a bowl immediately appeared in the chest of the great mage of the wind system, and blood gushed out like a spring.

When the Nether Banshee looked at him, the Great Mage had even completed a Wind Shield Technique, a wind shield that could withstand the full force of the swordsman's fighting spirit, but unfortunately it had no effect on the Psychic Explosion at all.

The Great Magician of the Wind System fell down with his head on his back, his vitality gradually fading, and the pale cyan wind shield that had just condensed slowly faded and dissipated as his magical power dissipated.

One of the two great magicians in the adventurer's ranks, he fell.

"Kent!"

Ron glared angrily and rushed forward, catching the fallen Wind Archmage. As a close companion who often travels with Ron on missions, Kent is already a powerful wind mage. Even if he already has the strength of a great magician, in the iron-blooded mercenary group, Kent is still as gentle and low-key as ever, and almost all high-level or low-level mercenaries respect him very much. In countless treacherous battles in the past, Kent and Ron have often been able to save the day with their own strength and the cooperation of their partners.

Ron's blood-red eyes snarled as he threw his head back in frenzy, carefully lowered his partner's corpse, and rushed towards the Nether Banshee in a frenzy. The battle axe lit up with a blood-red light, and the pale red fighting aura faintly enveloped Ron's whole body, and where Ron passed, the huge impact almost brought a tornado. In the air behind Ron, the phantom of a demon wolf faintly emerged.

"Strike of Madness!"

"What a powerful attack!" Relos looked at Ron's attack in surprise, feeling the frenzied power in it, and he clearly knew that he would definitely not be able to parry such an attack.

However, the powerful attack connected to Ron's tall body, and only passed through the Nether Banshee's body for a moment, still unable to do any damage at all.

"Hahahaha! stupid creatures!"

The Nether Banshee sneered sharply at Ron's rage, except for the magic attack, no matter how strong Ron's fighting energy attack was, it couldn't hurt her body.

"Who's next, my next wraith? ”

The Nether Banshee shrieked wildly, and the glowing hollow eyes swept towards the adventurers one by one, and after seeing the horror of the heart-shattering, several magicians began to slowly retreat, their eyes wandering behind the warriors, and they already had the idea of hiding behind the warriors.

As a result, Lola, Delis, and Douglas became the most visible targets of the Nether Banshee.

"Well, it looks like it's going to start with you. ”

The Nether Banshee looked at the three people in front of her with a sharp smile, and her slender figure trembled with laughter in the air. She clearly felt the fear of most of her enemies, and this fear brought her great excitement and pleasure.

Douglas turned his head to look at Delis, his eyes full of concern. As the court magician of the Landis Empire and an old friend of Emperor Frank, the old magician has a feeling for Delis like his own daughter.

Putting aside the guilt for Frank, the responsibility for the Landis Empire, even if it was just a deep affection for Delis like a daughter, the old magician had made up his mind deeply at this moment.

Douglas turned his head to look at Relos and Gui'er from afar, straightened his robe messy from the battle, withdrew the wand in his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to them, which was the standard Rantis aristocratic etiquette.

Douglas stared into Relos's eyes, a faint gentle smile.

Both Relos and Gui'er were keenly aware of the old magician's abnormality almost at the same time, and all along, this old man with a temper like a fire had never given himself a good face. If it weren't for Princess Delith, Relos and Douglas probably don't know how many rounds they had fought each other.

Relos sensed a sign of conspiracy in Douglas's eyes, which made him feel almost chills all over his body, but he couldn't fathom what was wrong.

"Strange, old man, why do I always feel wrong?"

Relos muttered to himself, watching Valen commanding the warriors to rush forward, and the orc warriors also knew that the attack of the mage was the only hope in the face of the Nether Banshee, and at this moment, the orc warriors hoped to use their flesh and blood to block the Nether Banshee's heart blast for the mages.

Relos and Gui'er also rushed forward, although they both knew in their hearts that there was no chance of surviving under the attack of the soul shock. However, as a partner and a warrior, how can a mage be slaughtered in front of the enemy.

The necromantic power summoned by the Nether Banshee can also cast three psychic blasts, and which three lives will be taken away, so let the will of the creator god choose.

In fact, the death of the Great Magician of the Wind System has dashed the little hope of victory. Without the mage's attack suppression, the Nether Banshee can once again summon the necromantic power of the Abyss of Sin after casting this round of psychic blast. Without the attack suppression of the Wind Grand Mage, the casting of the Nether Banshee's summoning power of the necromancy is even more difficult to interrupt.

It seems that death is already the only fate that everyone cannot escape.

So close that it's within reach.

"Stupid creatures, no matter how vain you struggle, you can't change the fate of death!" the Nether Banshee's mind exploded when she was directed at Lola, but was stopped by an orc warrior. The frenzied orc warrior roared in anger, without the slightest fear, and fell with his head raised with angry eyes wide. Relos discovers that the orc warrior named Lola who blocked the heart's shock is actually the orc officer who provoked Demon Wings in the mission camp. Relos couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, no matter what, the performance of the orc warriors in this mission battle was indeed worthy of the glory of the orc warriors.

The Nether Banshee screamed in exasperation and flew wildly through the air, next time, next target, she didn't want to be disturbed by these orc warriors again.

Douglas stared at the Nether Banshee and suddenly whispered a few words to Delis beside her, and Lola nodded, quickly starting to chant magic.

At the same time, Douglas, the great magician of the fire system, also began to chant: "O great spirit of fire, I vow my life, please give me the power to burn......

Douglas's voice was low and slow, and the obscure and long magic spells surprised Delis, because after each spell was recited, the fluctuations of the fire element would be a little stronger, and before Douglas finally completed the magic, the fire spirits summoned by the raging flying dance had surrounded the old magician, and the long beard and white hair were like being wrapped in the wind with the magician's robes, flying wildly.

The surging power of flame magic erupted from Douglas's body, gradually condensing into a huge phantom in the air, with the chanting of Douglas's magic, the phantom of the flame gradually condensed into an entity, and the flames that were dozens of meters high gradually condensed into the body of a demon, with a hideous face, and wildly brandished the flame spear in his hand.

"Flame King!"

Delis covered her mouth with her hands and exclaimed in dismay.

"No, this is the ultimate fire magic that can only be cast by a magister!"

Ron and Michau also looked incredulous. However, what appeared in front of him was indeed the "Flame King" that could only be cast by a fire magister.

At this time, Douglas's originally low chant gradually became high-pitched, and under the huge body of the raging and flying fire magic elves and flame kings, the figure of the old magician looked so old and slow, but it was extremely majestic.

"This is the forbidden law, life burns!"

Ann Ao murmured, folded her hands, and bowed to Douglas with a solemn expression. The sorcerer burns the cost of his own life and gains a significant increase in mana, which is the effect of forbidden magic, life burning. Douglas himself was already a sorcerer, and after casting Life Burn, he cast the Magister-level magic "Flame King" in one fell swoop.

When the Flame Lord's body was fully revealed, Douglas's chanting did not stop. The old magician surrounded by fire magic elves, the magic robe began to burn, and it merged with the magic elves. Then, the magic wand, the hands that cast the spell, all burst into flames.

The moment Douglas summoned the Flame King, the Nether Banshee already sensed a great threat.