The wizard's palm was like a piece of red-hot iron, and Teng Yunshen's body was nothing more than a bundle of flammable straw. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he easily split Teng Yunshen's head.

Death, however, embraced the wizard first. The wizard stared at the split head in front of him, its three iron-gray eyes that made him creepy.

Teng Yunshen's superform fell, and as it fell, it pierced the wizard's heart with a single shot.

It has a very peculiar shape, like a ghost in the haze. It wore a cloak and felt hat, and no clear details could be found from head to toe, with the exception of the spear in its hand, its shining weapon.

The wizard panicked and pulled out the barrel of the gun that had sunk into his chest, but the barrel slowly turned into rusty iron filings.

Teng Yunshen was just a second-order wizard! The wizard's facial features were distorted into comical symbols in his unbelievable expression.

Teng Yunshen was not sure that he could summon the superform in an instant. As far as he knew, only a third-order wizard could drive it, and he was going to take a risk...... But after all, he still created a miracle that was not big or small.

The wizard leaped backwards and jumped to the other side of the ice sculpture.

Teng Yunshen stretched out his hand to the super-form in the ice. He's been soaking up its energy, and he certainly won't mind destroying the limbs of his enemies. He was given immense power, enough to summon his own superform. And he felt he had a lot more to do.

The ice melted into water. The superform fell to his feet in pieces, and the wizard was still on the run.

Teng Yun dragged the super-shaped remains. Professor Gray has said that attacks that hit the superform do not damage the humanoid. However, he will get something else out of the superform. The wizard has abandoned the supershape, but the necromancer can take a clue from the dead connection.

He briefly resurrects the wizard's superform and drives it. The Wizard's concentration was disrupted by the Shape's activity, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Teng Yunshen approached the wizard.

"Don't kill me!" the wizard's face twisted strangely, his bones crawling under his skin like earthworms.

He desperately tried to get rid of the superform, but the superform was always with him. The superform is no longer a strength, but a burden, like an arm that suddenly grows out of the back of the head. In the past, he could easily make the superform appear and easily make the superform disappear. Now, his superform has fallen into the hands of the enemy, and he can't get rid of it, as if the deepest of the past.

Teng Yunshen laughed, and the power of death grew in his body...... It's mind-boggling.

Death and life are opposites, but the world of death is not entirely barren. There is no emotion, there is no beginning and no end, but it still contains vitality, and life continues in another form.

Teng Yunshen flicked his fingers lightly, and the energy of death pierced into the wizard's wound.

He turned around and found the necromancer's head. The latter dissolves the spell of masking. He found that the necromancer was dying.

"The Heart of Immortality is the experimental material I kept for my friends. The necromancer squirmed his lips with difficulty, "I hope you can go to the Far East and find Allison in the Steppenwolf territory...... She won't pull your heart out. ”

The necromancer is dead. He has survived until now, as if to leave a last word.

Teng Yunshen silently closed the eyes of his comrades. He had expected a more violent reaction. Sadness, anger, fear, loneliness...... But he may really be getting used to the life of a warrior, and killing and being killed is an essential part of the process. We're all going to die eventually, it's just a matter of how sooner or later, and most importantly, at what end.

He used his magic to bind the necromancer's head to his torso. He killed people, his heart was beating very fast, but he did the job carefully. Teng Yunshen hid his re-integrated body behind a group of several ice sculptures, hidden in the most inconspicuous corner.

The corpse of the necromancer is both complete and empty. Life is gone, and repairing the container that carries life does not bring life back, but he still does the best he can.

And this is not a decent funeral, it's just that he has to hurry back to the battlefield, helpless.

However, "if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." This old proverb is true for many occasions, especially at this moment, when he needs a lot of weapons. He had to break the siege alone.

Teng Yunshen shook his right hand, which was unconscious in pain. The gloves were not damaged in the shooting, only his palms were injured. However, he could no longer harness the glove's energy. The strange sensation vanished without a trace, and he tried to push the energy, but the gloves didn't move.

He turned his magic power over the wizard's corpse and ordered the dead wizard to stand up. After a moment's scrutiny, he let go of it again, leaving the wizard back in a pool of blood. He didn't mind fighting with the corpses of his enemies, but he hadn't mastered the skills of a necromancer yet. He could only move the power of death slightly, which was as hard as a child riding an adult's bicycle before he had grown.

Teng Yunshen couldn't drive the corpse like a necromancer, and he couldn't let the corpse move with the vitality of the dead. He can control the movement of the corpse by pulling the gravity line, staggering, so what's the use?

Moreover, even a corpse that has come back from the dead cannot deceive the enemy.

He began to extract the energy of the wizard, the energy of the dead. He has an immortal heart and is able to transform it into his current power. He blinked, his vision became clear, and the gray lines that pulsated from time to time disappeared

Teng Yunshen also touched something else, something elusive, neither solid, nor liquid or gaseous. It was a shadow, like a layer of colorful sand wrapped in a large dye vat, it was transparent and colorful.

He draped this shadow over himself. His appearance changed, and he became exactly like a dead wizard. Of course, shocking wounds are also preserved. He poured the power of death into the shadows, tracing back in time, and slowly, slowly, he became like an intact wizard.

The edges of his silhouette flickered and flickered, a little weird, but it looked passable. In the heat of battle, perhaps they - on either side - would not look too closely.

The shadow changes not only the appearance, but also the voice, and even the distinctive aura of the wizards.

Teng Yunshen put away the five Winter Pots. The complex environment is not suitable for harnessing the power of winter, and he has to travel light......

"Take me!" he heard a guy shout in a hoarse voice. He looked down, and lo and behold, the wizard's key rolled over at his feet, like an absurd show in a children's show.