Chapter Fifty-Eight: Successful Acceptance!

Qin Lang came to the front of the skeleton of the bone cow Gula in a few steps, because he used the skill 'Daoyou, please stay', he had to look at the other party head-on.

"Your Excellency, have you been able to make the skeleton general and the lich obedient? Kailun immediately stepped forward and asked, while looking at the bone cow Gula vigilantly, in case it suddenly attacked.

You're still thinking about fusion. Qin Lang glanced at the undead archmage, the old man was very excited at the moment, he was afraid that the old man would faint if he was not careful.

Nodding, Qin Lang smiled and said, "That's natural, and besides, I'm going to try it, can I make this big guy listen to me." ”

"What!" Kailun's wrinkled old face stretched out suddenly, and his two cloudy old eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he said in a daze: "Your Excellency, please forgive me for not believing it, do you really have the power to control the fourth-order undead creatures? If you are not absolutely sure, don't try rashly, if you are counterattacked, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

In the end, the old man was already extremely excited: "You already have the ability to make third-order undead creatures obedient, doesn't this mean that you are already at the same level as me...... Oh no, an archmage who is even more powerful than me, if you work harder, you will become a necromancer just around the corner!"

"Uh...... Well, it looks like this, the great Lord God of Light has passed on to me a divine spell that can have a controlling effect on the undead. Qin Lang casually said nonsense, he naturally didn't admit that he was a necromancer anymore.

Even if they don't care about the identity of a necromancer, but the believers of the Bright Sect do! If they see that their Pope is a necromancer, they will probably naturally feel a sense of resistance in their hearts.

Qin Lang is different from the previous popes of light, he wants to erect the supreme and majestic and powerful side, in addition to erecting these images, he must also erect the side of fraternity, benevolence, sacredness, and perfection. He wants to be a god on earth, and he wants to make the people believe in him beyond measure, even more than they worship him!

"What! It turned out to be the spell of the Lord God. It dawned on Kailun that although he was still extremely surprised, he didn't ask more. Just kidding! This is a spell passed on by the Lord God to the Pope, and if you ask it so carefully, you must have angered the gods.

The Bone Cow Gula finally got angry, after a few roars, the two proud little brothers still didn't listen to their orders, the purple flames in the eye sockets of its bull skull were surging, staring straight at Qin Lang below, as if the real coercion erupted on its body, and when it was centered on the Bone Cow Gula , there seemed to be an invisible wave spreading, and the blood-black ground collapsed for several meters......

This scene was extremely terrifying, it was a huge force field caused by a powerful force, almost close to the so-called 'realm'.

Swept by the wave of powerful power erupted by the bone bull Gula, the ground was lowered, and the bodies of several third-order undead and two people standing sank, and the lower bodies of the two skeleton generals fell directly into the earth, and the situation of the six-headed lich was not much better?

As for Qin Lang and the undead archmage Kailun, they were not impacted, and the undead archmage pulled Qin Lang and jumped on the back of the bone tiger that he fused, so that he could not be buried in the soil.

It's just coercion!

Before the bone cow Gura could make a move, uh, before he could make a move, his might had already shocked people's souls, and every qiē around him was terrifying, and the four legs of the bone tiger under the two of them had sunk into the earth.

Seeing that the target of the bone cow was directed at him, Qin Lang would hesitate, and immediately shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

After reciting the 'Divine Mantra', Qin Lang's heart was extremely worried, not knowing if his skills could have an effect on the Bone Cow, this was a fourth-order undead creature. ...,

The system issued a solemn prompt: [The host's expression and voice do not meet the requirements, please smile with a wicked smile on your face, look obscene, and say the skill name of 'Fellow Daoist, please stay' in an infectious voice. 】

“...... Ha!" Qin Lang was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, wow, wow, he still had a wicked smile on his face, an obscene expression, and his voice was infectious...... Pinching his throat, Qin Lang followed the prompts of the system extremely unwillingly, revealing a cunning and obscene smile.

The undead archmage on the side couldn't help but shudder, and when he saw Qin Lang's expression, he subconsciously took a step back, Lord Pope is really amazing, he actually has the realm that only old monsters have.

Qin Lang naturally sensed Kailun's movements, but he couldn't care so much, and said in the most sensational voice in his life, extremely magnetic and infectious: "Fellow Daoist, please stay." ”

When the words fell, Qin Lang's ears came with the system prompt he was looking forward to: "Congratulations on consuming 500 points of faith power, so that the creature in front of you has become a friend who cares about you, it will fight for you and live for you!"

What the!

500 points! Qin Lang fell his eyes again, this magic horse calculation formula? Using the skill 'Daoyou, please stay' on a fourth-order undead creature will actually consume a full 500 points of faith power, obviously the skeleton general at the peak of the third order is only 20 points and 18 points, but there is a gap of about 25 times!

No matter how he could have imagined, he would have to spend so much faith power, originally calculated in Qin Lang's heart, the strength of the early stage of the fourth order was 6 to 10 times that of the peak of the third order. Then, subduing the Bone Cow Gula by yourself will only consume 100 to 200 faith power at most.

Qin Lang was still dreaming of subduing a third- or four-headed fourth-order undead creature, but at this moment, it was undoubtedly a dream shattered!

But Qin Lang was still quite excited, just one thing: he could successfully use his skills on the undead creatures of the fourth order, and this was the happiest thing.

Haha, the combat power in my own hands has been qualitatively sublimated, and a fourth-order undead creature is under my control, which is more useful than an ordinary fourth-order powerhouse! Qin Lang's heart kept thinking, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.

As for consuming too much faith power, this point was immediately comforted by him, after all, it was a fourth-order existence, and it was an undead, so the gap between it and the third-order was naturally so big.

After Qin Lang's heart roared and howled for a while, he finally calmed down, this can't be blamed on him, after all, the fourth-order storage zài is indeed an extremely high-end storage zài, at least for this continent.

The previous self may have had a lot of scruples, but Qin Lang has completely let go at the moment, and he wants to vigorously develop the Holy See.

Next, a catastrophe will inevitably sweep the entire continent, and fishing in troubled waters in troubled times is the darkest thing, especially the development of religion, the effect of which will be invisibly magnified many times.

Qin Lang, who came back to his senses, immediately laughed dryly, the two old eyes of the undead archmage looked at him so blankly, Rao is Qin Lang thought that he was not thin-skinned, but he was also embarrassed at the moment, and said: "Let's go back to Black Fire City first and prepare for this undead invasion." ”