The Nether Convocation Order is an artifact given to Quasimodo by His Majesty the Demon God. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although this thing can only be used three times, it can instantly change the situation on the battlefield, turn decay into magic, and turn the tide of the world, Quasimodo has always regarded it as a treasure, and he has been reluctant to use it many times when his life is dying. But this time he had to waste a precious opportunity, because he felt that his life was already seriously threatened, death was only a matter of time, and if there was no guarantee of even the possibility of being alive, then what was the point of holding an artifact?

The artifact was actually a small banner, very inconspicuous in appearance, which could be carried into a backpack, and the black canvas was embroidered with the shape of a skull. Quasimodo threw out the Nether Summoning Order, and the flagpole stood silently swaying in the wind, not showing the slightest magic.

As Quasimodo's spell grew louder and louder, the black skull flag glowed in the middle, spreading outward like ripples in the water. Suddenly, the black air was swirling, the ghosts were crying and the wolves were howling, and the temperature around them dropped suddenly.

Immediately after, the earth rumbled, the echo vibrating, and the ground quickly cracked, stretched, and extended from the position of the black skull flag, instantly forming a bottomless narrow abyss, which was black below, and seemed to have no end in sight.

"It seems to be amazing!" the evil soul master praised him, turned his head to the soul seeker and said, "What's strange down there?"

"Gege, you wait and see the show!" Quasimodo smiled sheepishly, then took a breath. After his strength was drained, it was only with Courtois's strength that he did not fall.

"Much better!" Quasimodo let out a long breath and said confidently, "There is an underground abyss connected to here, and there are countless abyssal demons and high-level undead monsters in it, and they have been trying to break free from the shackles of the law, and they can support us by climbing up directly."

"Haha, there is such a good thing?"

When Bonucci heard his words, his eyes became urgent, and he rubbed his hands and said impatiently: "As long as the number of high-ranking demons that come up exceeds five, we can be invincible, and if the number of high demons that come up exceeds ten, we will be allowed to let this kid die in the place where he is buried." ”

Speaking of this, Bonucci turned into black smoke and penetrated down the cracks in the surface, and after a while, he turned back, shook his head and frowned: "Strange, there seems to be no movement down there, what about those high-level monsters?"

"Captain, don't worry, it's not that easy for them to come over!"

Quasimodo shook his head and said, "Affected by the power of the plane's rules, the more powerful monsters you want to summon, the higher the level of magic and magic power you need. Now I've experienced a series of battles.,The magic power of the whole body is gone.,It's estimated that I can't summon too powerful monsters.,If it's expected, it's not a high-level demon.,Maybe it's just some high-level undead monsters.。

"High undead monsters?" Bonucci frowned, then relieved again. He originally planned to wait for these high-level demons to take place and gather them to fight together, completely eradicating the black-haired boy He Jinshui. But now that it looks like it, I'm afraid this wishful thinking is going to be in vain.

"Even if you can't kill that kid, as long as you can hold us back!" Bonucci nodded, comforting himself.

While several people were talking, a new situation appeared on the other side. The Nether Convocation Order hummed and reverberated through the valley, growing louder and louder, until it became like a roar and roar.

Dozens of hands stretched out from the crack in the abyss, pulling their heavy bodies to climb upward, standing neatly on the edge of the crack cliff. What caught everyone's eye was a small group of skeleton warriors wearing armor and holding large swords on their backs, unanimously taking out their swords from their backs and raising them high in the sky. Then two more squads of skeleton warriors came out, lined up on either side.

Then, hundreds of black terrifying death knights, wielding swords, galloped wildly, rode straight up the ninety-degree cliff, leaped up the crack one by one, and reassembled in front of the three skeleton warrior squads.

"Death Knight!"

"There are no less than 100 of them!"

The soul searcher classmates and the evil soul master glanced at each other, and suddenly showed a relieved expression. The evil soul master clapped his hands and smiled and said: "It's really a lottery, 100 death knights, even the evil dragon can kill several heads, if you can't kill that kid with such strength, then it's called a hell." ”

"We must get out of here as soon as possible!" Quasimodo sometimes looked at the sky worriedly, biting his lip, "In another hour the sun will come out of the clouds, I have vampire blood on me, and if I am not careful, I will be burned to ashes." ”

"Ah, let's go now, throw the mess to He Xingshui to clean up!" Courtois laughed, hugged the evil soul master and prepared to leave here, turned back to the Bonucci tree who was still standing and watching, and said, "Captain, there is nothing to see here, let's withdraw." ”

Bonucci shook his head and laughed: "This trip has lost troops, and now the situation has finally reversed, if I don't see the kid being trampled into pulp by the death knight's war horse, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

The Soul Seeker and the Evil Soul Master had disappointed expressions on their faces, and they didn't say anything but looked at Bonucci quietly, as if they could see the unnaturalness and a little timidity in his tone, and shook their heads in their hearts. With the successive defeats in the battle, they developed an unprecedented sense of disappointment in Bonucci, which although it was forced in their hearts, but it had already made several subordinates feel uncomfortable, and the team gradually showed signs of falling apart.

"I'm afraid that the captain is worried that he will be blamed by the Demon God when he goes back, and he wants to bring back He Jinshui's corpse with his own hands to atone for his sins!" Courtois pursed his lips in disdain.

"Grandma's, people come and go without a trace, can't you beat and don't know how to run? No matter how powerful these conscripted undead legions are, they can't walk in the sun for too long, let alone catch up with the flying kid. Hmph, if it's self-defeating, I'll see how you end up. Quasimodo was upset, but because Bonucci's majesty was not easy to pick directly, he had to bow his head and remain silent.

Then, everyone's eyes lit up, and one by one, skeleton mages dressed in bright red French robes, wearing golden crowns and holding magic staffs, floated up from below, followed by a large number of vaguely transparent and hideous-looking blood-sucking ghosts, and floated out of the abyss of hell one by one.

"Skeleton Mage!"

"Vampire Ghosts!"

The purgatory squad shouted in unison, and suddenly felt overjoyed, in the face of such a mighty and majestic undead army, He Jinshui was afraid that he would be more than lucky. Hehe, don't say it's him, Bonucci estimates that even if the demon god is there, he may not be able to win.

"He Jinshui, let me open my eyes and see how you died!" Bonucci gritted his teeth and said: "Monica, Modric, I can't imagine that feng shui will take turns, and your great revenge can be avenged so soon!"

When the number of undead legions on the ground exceeded five hundred, the Nether Convocation Order gradually cooled down, neither emitting light nor sound, standing quietly fluttering in the wind, like an ordinary flag.

Without anyone in command, the undead legion moved in unison, neatly coordinated, and began to quickly line up in formation. The team formed a charging formation, with the Death Knight at the front of the line with the tip of the spear, followed by a large number of skeleton warriors as spears, and finally a horde of skeleton mages, and vampire ghosts on either side of the arch mage group.

The drums of war rumbled, the undead legions raised their right hands in unison, and the swords, swords, and staff fluttered in the wind.

The sound of war drums became denser and denser, the speed gradually increased, and the loud horn sounded, and the undead army began to move slowly, gradually accelerating, and finally converging into a huge torrent and rumbling towards He Jinshui, who was hundreds of meters away, as if it was about to drown him immediately.

"Kind of interesting!"

He Jinshui pinched his chin and stopped to watch, his face was unhappy, and he secretly thought in his heart: "It seems that these guys have exhausted their donkey skills, and they have taken out all the things at the bottom of the box, as long as this wave is broken, see where they can escape." ”

The purgatory squad trio widened their eyes and quietly watched the steel torrent of the undead legion rush up, seemingly completely submerging He Jinshui without receiving any resistance, and finally Chang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and an expression of joy appeared on his face, which then turned into ecstasy.

"Haha, well done!"

Bonucci turned back into a human form and patted the soul seeker's shoulder hard, and the other party stumbled with some weak steps, and was quickly supported by the evil soul master.

"Lord Quasimodo, as long as I can successfully kill He Jinshui, I will go back and ask for credit for you!" Bonucci waved his hand, and his expression soared: "I can't imagine that you have been silent by my side for so many years, and if you don't make a sound, you will already be a blockbuster!

Quasimodo nodded and didn't say much. He knew the captain too well and was already getting disillusioned with him. This guy said so much, it was both an invitation and a compliment, in fact, he was just jealous of himself, and he thought that when he returned from this trip, he would immediately draw a line with the other party and part ways. As long as He Jinshui's head is in his hand, he will not worry about not getting the attention of the Demon God.

"Captain, don't talk so much, let's talk about it when we go back alive!" Courtois suddenly felt that the situation was a little wrong, and interjected with his finger pointing ahead: "Look, that kid is standing there alive and well, and the death knights around him can't get into him at all!"

"What?"

The two straightened up and looked up, holding their breath in unison to watch carefully.

In the center of the battlefield, He Jinshui stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, his face light and cloudy. An empty circle was formed within a radius of ten meters centered on him, and no undead monster could rush into it, so it could only look a little funny by wielding broadswords and long swords in vain to find gaps around, like headless flies crawling on the ground.

"How so?" Quasimodovar's eyes widened, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"TMD!" Bonucci suddenly realized, stomped his foot fiercely and said: "This kid has control skills, those death knights and skeleton warriors wearing metal heavy armor and holding long swords and big swords can't get into him at all, we are careless!"

"It seems that this kid's life should not be extinguished!" Quasimodo sighed, chanted a spell in his mouth, stretched out his palm to summon the Netherworld, and began to direct the monsters of the undead army to prepare to evacuate, and come back from the front to escort his party away.

The black skull banner trembled slightly, glowing again, faithfully conveying Quasimodo's order to reassemble the undead legion. However, what is quite surprising is that only the vampire ghosts and skeleton mages who acted according to the orders, and the team of death knights and skeleton warriors who were tightly surrounding He Jinshui in front of them seemed to be enchanted, but they were just circling around him, and none of them could withdraw as he wished.

"What's going on?" Quasimodo touched the back of his head, feeling a head in confusion.

"Something is wrong, look!" Courtois also noticed the clue, and suddenly pointed ahead with his hand, and roared in disbelief: "God, all the skeleton warriors and death knights, they are all floating, and their feet are a foot above the ground and they can't land at all, haven't you noticed?"

"What?" Quasimodo was shocked and inexplicable, and looked at it to find that it was indeed as the other party said: "The death knight's horseshoe soared into the air, the skeleton story floated all over his body, and all the undead monsters in front of him looked like they were circling around He Jinshui, but in fact, they were only completely controlled by him, and they lost their self-control at all."

"It's too evil, it's rare that this kid is really evil?" Courtois was completely speechless, and his brain was pounding.

"Up!"

He Jinshui's loud voice came from the battlefield and reached the ears of the purgatory trio with great clarity. Under their incredulous gaze, the Death Knight and the Skeleton Warrior all flew into the air, densely suspended in the air not far above his head, faintly making a sound of metal colliding, buzzing like a swarm of flies.

The undead monsters also sensed that something was wrong, and as if the end was approaching, they began to writhe their bodies and struggle desperately. Some ripped off their armor, some slashed indiscriminately, as if they were fighting a group of unseen enemies, and it looked so ridiculous.

However, the purgatory trio couldn't laugh and looked at each other, seeing fear and unease in each other's eyes.

"If you have the intention to kill the enemy, you can't go back to the sky!" Bonucci sighed, waved his hand weakly and said: "Withdraw, it's no fun to fight any longer, that kid is simply impossible for us to fight, let the remaining undead legion drag him, and we will withdraw!"

Quasimodo nodded, and without hesitation carried out his order. At this time, he was like an arrow, and he had no resentment or murderous intent towards this unkillable non-human, only deep fear.

He had a gut feeling that no one in the Purgatory Trio would survive! even if he retreated now, he would die here, and there was absolutely no chance of escape. That kid has a deep mind, and his ability is against the sky, he is simply an extremely powerful existence, and they are not opponents at the same level at all.

If God gave him a chance to choose again, he would rather defect to the Demon God than be an opponent of such a terrifying person, but all this is just an extravagant hope!