Lynch frowned and said, "What is a man of destiny? and the holy war you just mentioned, I can't understand any of them."

"I am the most powerful necromancer, the first pioneer, each artifact is inhabited by a machine spirit, and when the conditions are met, I will wake up, and when the time comes, the inheritors will be guided by fate, and there will be a holy war. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He was a sorcerer of the ancient times and the first creature in history to discover the necromantic element in the Void, and had to lodge in his skull due to the brutality of the Battle of the Ancients. The entire head has all the magic power of his previous life, and the huge necromantic power is enough to create a legendary magician, which shows how powerful the wizard was in his lifetime.

This head condenses all the magic power of the legendary magician, and has reached the artifact level, as for the awakening condition, it is to meet a magician who also has the power of necromancy.

"What if you don't?" Lynch glanced at and looked around, trying to find a way out.

He glanced at his head a few times, and his steps began to recede, ready to slip away.

"Don't try to explain the law of cause and effect, there are laws in the dark, and one genius will not be silent and watch another genius rise. No matter what era or what world, the pride of heaven is destined to fight bloodily, either surrender or perish!"

"We're the greatest Shadowmoon wizards!"

At the beginning of the chaos, the Night Elf race first awoke from their slumber, understood and used their elemental powers, and created magic. However, as a member of the orc Shadow Moon clan, the wizard is obsessed with power, and does not hesitate to make a pact with the darkness to become a slave to the demons, while corrupting his companions and betraying them to the demons.

Lynch was stupid, he had just met the descendants of Deathwing, and now he had met the most evil wizard, and the successive bad luck made him can't believe that life could develop so dramatically.

The head slowly floated from the ground, the green ghost fire burned endlessly, and as the condensed villain gradually grew larger, the color of the ghost fire suddenly turned purple and black, flowing with bursts of demonic light.

"You should feel honored, you are the third Necromantic Inheritor, alas, unfortunately!"

The voice was very heavy if it came from a sigh before the era, and I felt endless coldness.

He stood in front of him, a thin, withered old man who seemed to be floating in the mist, wearing a cloak made of demonic beast fur, and his pupils permeated the entire space. It was a pair of amber pupils, old and almost lifeless, dressed in tattered animal skins, and the teeth of savage creatures hanging from their waists.

Lynch's heart jumped, and he quickly took a few steps back, feeling that the situation was even more wrong, and shouted: "What do you want to do! Hey, hey, hey, you have something to say, for the sake of your colleagues, ah!"

The wizard smiled slightly, and a bone staff suddenly appeared, made of several wooden branches, wrapped in cloth bands several times, with several feathers of different colors stuck on top. The wand is engraved with a skull, and the body of the wand is inscribed with dense ancient characters.

"You are too weak to withstand my spiritual will, of course it is to help you improve your strength!"

"Necromancers are similar to those high-level races and snow-hidden creatures, they are difficult to grow, and they need a lot of resources to cultivate, if the body of an ordinary magician is soil, then your body is steel, and it can only be improved overnight, and the old man doesn't have so much time to wait for you!" he sighed faintly, and several lingering chains turned into chains of order, and rushed over.

The wizard stood in front of him, holding his head, and the endless necromantic power turned into a source, and the magic vines attacked overwhelmingly, directly locking the square space and imprisoning the elements here.

"Silent magic!" Lynch was shocked to find that his magic was imprisoned, and there was no way to use shadow stealth.

The glow of the wizard's body bloomed, and if a divine mansion revived in front of him, it overwhelmed people.

"Let go of me, old puppet, you'll regret it!"

Lynch felt the fear of death, but even if he used shadow stealth and blessing relief, he couldn't withstand it in the face of absolute strength. The tearing pain spread all over the body, the bones were trembling, the blood was boiling, and I couldn't help but snort and spit out a mouthful of blood.

That was the oppression of pure spiritual will, even more terrifying than Long Wei!

Because of the pressure, even the clothes were crushed into powder, revealing a sturdy male body.

At this moment, Lynch was standing naked in the purple streamer, soaked in the rich necromantic magic, and the cold feeling was like a pinprick version stimulating the heat in the cells.

The wizard slowly mobilized the necromantic power in his skull, and began to forge a new body with huge magical power, for any magician, as long as he has not condensed the spell bit, he can use resources to forcibly create a tenth-level magician.

"If I hadn't been played by an elf at the beginning, I would have woken up a long time ago, and the old man wouldn't have made such a mistake today. The wizard was satisfied, and spoke slowly, this time the plan would definitely not change.

The purple streamer that lingers around you splashes the crystal light, hitting the white skin and intertwining a sonorous sound, only in this way can you improve the strength of the body in the shortest possible time and stimulate the potential of the bloodline.

From the beginning to the present, Lynch doesn't know how to spend it, it's like being thrown into the furnace and burning, and being hit with a hammer, so painful, so uncomfortable.

"Wait, old horseman!"

Lynch gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and traces of blood overflowed from many parts of his body, which were restored by powerful magic, and the cycle began again and again, like thousands of knives splitting, reborn, and continued to cut, and finally formed a thick layer of blood scabs, which solidified on the skin.

Lynch was numbed by the pain, and the blazing purple streamer was still being whipped mercilessly, leaving bloody scars on his body. But at the same time, I also felt a strong power, full of blood, and wanted to vent it.

"All to death!"

Like a bloodthirsty beast, there is no emotion, no pity, only blood can soothe that restless heart.

"No------ ah!" Lynch woke up, half-kneeling on the ground, his roaring and painful head filled with strange scenes.

Surrounded by anger and hatred, Lynch wants to fight in the hordes of monsters again, slamming his fists into their hearts and muttering whispering wails to satisfy his primal desires.

Then, he found that he was becoming more and more abnormal, and the more he thought about it, the more excited and scared he became.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All kinds of strange scenes came to his mind, killing, a sea of blood, a broken sword...... These are all stimulating people's desires, the darkness that should be locked up in the heart.

Whirring, the purple streamer violently turned into a sea of magic and poured into Lynch's body, stabbing his skin crimson.

Click, the bluestone slab here can't withstand such a large pressure, dense cracks appear, and finally a large area is concave inward.

"You are already a level 10 necromancer, you can inherit my spiritual power, I am also for your good, the growth of a necromancer is already very similar to a dragon, and it takes a lot of resources to improve, if you want to get a lot of resources in this continent, you really can't do it, haha!"

"Old monster, good sister, hurry up and get out of my way!" Lynch's consciousness gradually blurred, this wizard's method is very ruthless, this is to snatch his body.

Boom, the head rushed into Lynch's spiritual world, and several purple streamers turned into chains of order, beginning to shatter everything here.

The purple streamer lingered, mercilessly bombarding this spiritual world.

Lynch is in great pain, destroying the spirit world is destroying his soul, this wizard is too insidious to cut the grass and eradicate it.

Suddenly, the magic book trembled slightly, and the enchanting purple roses bloomed rapidly, and those purple streamers seemed to be pulled by something, and their movement trajectory changed linearly, and they all turned around and rushed to the very center.

The purple roses are incomparably glamorous, and the petals are brilliant, glowing with a crystal mist, rippling and mysterious.

"It's weird, it's not a mortal thing!" The wizard was stunned when he saw the rose, and his eyes showed fear, but when he saw the magic book behind him, he turned around and ran.

However, the rose bloomed directly, enveloping the entire spiritual world, and all the necromantic magic contained in that skull was absorbed, squeezing out the wizard's power. It was all the necromantic magic of the legendary magician, and it was absorbed, and then the petals were slightly stunned, and the head was ruthlessly bounced away, and it rolled to the corner of the spirit world with a gurgling.

"Ahh

With a scream, the wizard used all his means to fight back, but it was useless at all, but was attacked by the purple rose, and the dazzling glow bloomed, specifically suppressing the spiritual will.

He was the strongest necromancer in ancient times, and he didn't expect to be humiliated like this, and that magic book didn't take wizards in his eyes at all, he was purely treated as nutrients, and he just threw them aside and ignored them when he ran out.

"Impossible, what level of artifact is this!"

The thin petals are like a veil of paper, which can be broken by blowing, but they are so strong that even wizards can't help it, so they can only be suppressed before their eyes.

"I said you'd regret it! stay in there, damn, I'll take you next time."

Lynch struggled to open his eyes, holding on to the shattered ground, trying to straighten his body, but his limbs could no longer make any soft movements, he could only freeze in mid-air, and his fingers lost sensation.

Now Lynch wanted to struggle, his whole body was very uncomfortable, and there was a hot pain on his body, obviously the wound was not healed yet. As a last resort, Lynch sneaked into shadow mode, and in less than a moment, the whole person was back to his peak.

"Shadow Sneaker!Did you find the reef and make a pact with the darkness!" the wizard was shocked and recognized the magic.

"Reef your sister, stinking wizard, you still have the leisure to care about my magic, you still have to think about how you want to die, I almost played you to death just now, we are going to settle the score!" Lynch cursed fiercely, hoping that the magic book would kill it.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps from the staircase, and then Steve tiptoed out of the corner and looked down suspiciously: "Strange, how did I hear the voice of that little king and eight lambs?"

"I'll just say it's too much, that little rabbit cub is really uneasy, sooner or later he will be cleaned up!" Steve's shocked face instantly eased, and then he smiled extremely brightly when he saw a huge mountain of gold and countless sage weapons.

"Haha! It's really worth it, these things are mine!"

Lynch hid in shadow mode and quietly stepped aside, not planning to go out at this time. He wanted to see what this old fox was going to do, could he really break the defensive barrier of the platinum compass?