"Mr. Aragorn, you are truly a magical necromancer, and what I have just cast on you is 'Wrath of the Wraith', which should be considered a spiritual virus rather than magic. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The Info virus is more troublesome to cast, first of all, it is necessary to collect the resentful spirits that are unwilling to die with hatred and nourish them in a special container, and then to open the channel of his spiritual world when the caster is unsuspecting, which requires understanding the frequency of mental fluctuations of the caster. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Simon and Liang Ke both glanced at Xin Jiaer, Xin Jiaer snorted coldly, pouted and looked out the window.

"Hehe!" Old Simon smiled and continued, "When we successfully establish a spiritual connection, those resentful spirits will enter your spiritual world like locusts, and you will know what happens after that. Frankly speaking, I subjectively thought that you were a spy for the Church, so you used up those hard-won wraiths, and once this virus succeeds, it will be difficult for you to clean up quickly as a necromancer, and I wonder how you managed to get rid of these wraiths in the blink of an eye?"

Xingar stood aside and pricked up her ears and listened carefully, she knew how powerful the undead virus was that Simon, so she was also very curious about how this stinky villain managed to escape.

Liang Ke shook Erlang's legs, took off the all-steel gloves little by little, "Bang!" and threw it on the coffee table, and said slowly: "I...... Used an undead roar!"

Simon was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xinjiaer, who frowned and shook his head with a blank face.

"Hehe, Mr. Aragorn is really joking, it's not easy to cast the undead roar, and besides, we haven't heard any of the undead roar, and besides, the undead roar won't have any effect on this virus!"

Liang Ke raised his eyes to look at Lao Saimen's confused eyes, and threw the other glove on the table, "Bang!" He clapped his hands and said contemptuously, "Just because you don't feel it means that I haven't cast a spell?" ”

Old Simon was stunned again, and then stood up, his face as hideous and terrifying as if he had a ghost mask.

"You mean...... You cast an undead roar in your own spirit world, and you killed those wraiths in an instant?"

"What's all the fuss about?" replied Liang Ke heartlessly.

Xin Jiaer leaned on the old Saimen's ear and whispered: "Grandpa Simon, I told you, this guy is a monster, anything can happen to him, you just don't believe it." He's looking like a shameless rascal, but he can still be trusted. ”

Old Simon sat back in his chair with a trembling ass, squeezed his hands that were a little numb, and said in shock: "This is really unheard of, old man, I have studied undead magic for decades, and I never thought that someone would dare to cast magic in your own spiritual world, aren't you afraid that your spiritual world will collapse?"

Liang Ke thought to himself, "Lao Tzu, what am I afraid of? There is a little Katyusha here, and it will be repaired after it collapses, and it will take a few minutes." ”

Seeing Liang Ke's disdainful face, Simon continued to ask: "Even if you have this kind of guts, I'm curious, how did you do it? You know, the undead roar is not an ordinary undead magic, even an archmage needs the help of a medium to cast it, obviously there can be no medium in your spiritual world." ”

Liang Ke laughed secretly in his heart, a necromancer frightened himself, a "Muggle" who knew nothing about magic, Lao Liang's face turned up, and he pretended to be surprised and asked: "What? Could it be that necromancer magic has not been like this in your hands? What have you done all these years? Is it just hiding in the dark underground, hiding from the pursuit of the church? Great Attis, help your believers! Give them a chance to regain their self-confidence and restore their glory! Oops......

"That's enough, you. Xin Jiaer couldn't watch his shameless performance anymore, and walked up and raised his foot to shine on Liang Ke's calf, and Liang Ke's cocked leg fell to the ground with a "bang!" Simon stretched out his hand to pull Singar back to his side, complaining, "Don't be unreasonable to Monsieur Aragorn. ”

Xin Jiaer pouted and said: "Grandpa Simon, he is a Beamon beast, a thick skin that can't be cut through with a knife, who cares if I kick it." Am I right, Mr. Aragorn?"

Liang Ke rolled his eyes, but he didn't answer, his two big feet knocked lightly, and the other leg was cocked, swaying and teasing Xin Jiaer. Where could the girl mage endure his rogue look, his shoulders shook and he was about to have a seizure, and Lao Simon quickly pulled her arm and signaled her to be calm.

"Hehe, Mr. Aragorn, as a noble necromancer, I think!, you will satisfy the curiosity of a dying old man, right?"

Liang Ke's personality is that he doesn't eat hard and soft, but his nature is to only eat two things, one is a woman's tears, and the other is a sycophant. It doesn't matter if it's overt or covert, whether it's lightly shot or shot to death, as long as you dare to shoot, he dares to follow. Simon's two kind words coaxed Liang Ke into a daze and wandered into the world, and he grinned and laughed three times.

"Hahaha! It's actually nothing, since the old gentleman is not ashamed to ask, then I'll show it off. I dare to cast the undead roar in my spiritual world, naturally because I am not afraid that the magic will harm me......"

Simon was stunned when he heard this, and opened his mouth to ask the reason, Liang Ke raised his big hand and continued: "I'm not afraid because I have learned a soul repair technique handed down from ancient times since I was a child, as long as my spirit and body are not killed in an instant at the same time, the spiritual world can be reunited, therefore, I have been enduring the pain of repeated soul collapse trials, after experiencing thousands of pains, I am now reunited extremely fast, so the damage of spiritual magic to me is almost non-existent......"

Lord Achilles, the demon dragon who had been silent so far, couldn't listen to it anymore, gritted his teeth and cursed Liang Ke fiercely: "Shameless! I've seen thick skin, but I've never seen anything thicker than you Aragorn, I said how are you not afraid of the cold, your thick skin can be used as a quilt cover. If there was no little Katyusha, you would have become a demented child a long time ago, and you would still be able to lie to the old man here? Hmph! Do you know what shamelessness is?"

Liang Ke has never blown the cowhide so loudly, the key is not only loud, but also some people believe it, he disapproves of Achilles's anger, and continues in a hearty manner: "As for casting the roar of the undead, it does require a medium, the simplest truth, where does the roar of the undead come from?"

"In that case, can I directly summon an undead spirit in my spiritual world and let him scream?"

Simon has lived for nearly eighty years, studied necromancy for seventy years, and has never heard of anyone being able to summon otherworldly creatures into his spiritual world. Theoretically speaking, the spiritual world is only a virtual space, and when people's minds are annihilated, the spiritual world does not exist, so it is impossible for all material bodies to enter the spiritual world, which is why Simon can send the spirit of the resentful spirit into Liang Ke's spiritual world through some arrangements, but he can't send the creatures of loss and bone demons to his spiritual world. However, if what Liang Ke said is true, then necromancy will enter another era. Simon opened his mouth, wanting to ask the young man how he did it, but he found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound, so he quickly asked Xin Jiaer to pour himself a cup of tea and pour it into his stomach, and then he felt better.

Don't look at Liang Ke's set of words can bluff the undead archmage Simon, but Xin Jiaer knows Liang Ke's ability to make up nonsense very well, she put down the teapot and said in a weird manner: "Aragorn mage is really amazing, not only is he not afraid of the damage of spiritual magic, but he can also summon physical undead in his own spiritual world, but I don't know what kind of undead you are summoning, it can crush so many resentful spirits with its own cry, Xin Jiaer is really curious!"

Where did Liang Ke know the shock that his simple words brought to this old man, looking at Simon with a demented face, he was secretly proud in his heart, and when he heard Xin Jiaer ask himself, he was even more proud, his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he said with a smile: "Actually...... It's nothing, it's just a blood angel. ”

"What?" Simon was already numb in a series of shocks, but when he heard Liang Ke say that he was able to summon the legendary blood angel to descend to his spiritual world, he was still so frightened that he slipped under the chair and sat on the ground. How could he not be shocked, that was the highest level reached by the ancestor of the necromancer Gandosa ten thousand years ago, besides, according to historical records, even Gandosa, a god-like being, could only rely on a series of preparations to activate several forbidden spells before opening a passage and summoning the blood angel to the world. And the young man in front of him can casually summon such a powerful creature to his spiritual world without relying on any medium, what is this concept? Could it be that this era is going to be turned upside down in the hands of this young man? Is it possible that the glory of the long-lost necromancy is going to be reproduced in the hands of this young man?

"Oh, my mother-in-law, fourth uncle and grandfather!" Lord Achilles, the demon dragon, could not bear it anymore, and roared in a resonant voice with the full voice unique to the demon dragon: "Do you still want to be shameless? I still want to be faceless, you are shameless, you really dare to say, why don't you say that you are summoning Lord Ardis, the king of Hades? You simply say that you are summoning the Father, isn't it more possible to show the greatness of your Lord Aragorn? You also summoned a blood angel, and you didn't ask what the name of the blood angel was? How many brothers and sisters are there? Is it male or female? Have you ever left a contact information to avoid finding someone when you call again next time. You ......"

Liang Ke, who was scolded by the demon dragon Achilles, shrank his neck, but Liang Ke made up his mind, you scold you, Lao Tzu will not lose meat anyway, he just wants to scare and scare this old guy, and revenge him for the arrow he took just now, with his experience in his previous life, he doesn't have to pay taxes to brag anyway, especially what happened in his own spiritual world, only he and Katyusha know that the little undead will definitely not betray himself, Achilles is so angry, she just sat on the side of the road and sucked a lollipop to cover her mouth and laugh.

Liang Ke was proud, and Xin Jiaer spoke again.

"Oh yes, our Lord Aragorn is amazing! the most outstanding necromancer in 10,000 years, it seems that the title of Honorary Elder is no longer suitable for you. Grandpa Simon, I suggest that the Alliance should discuss the promotion of Master Aragorn to Vice President, do you think it is appropriate?"

Old Semen pinched his facial muscles, which were a little numb, and said seriously: "Suitable, suitable! How can it be inappropriate! I will report this matter to the elder when I go back, and strive to convene a council as soon as possible to discuss the promotion of Master Aragon to vice president." ”

Liang Ke waved his hand hypocritically and said lightly, "Master Simon, it's all just a false name, don't bother! As long as you know that Aragorn has a fierce loyalty to the Alliance." ”

Xin Jiaer shook his hands and said nervously: "Then how can you do it? It's not your business to lose your identity, this is the face of the whole alliance!"

Liang Ke smiled shamelessly.

"Shame! ”