Withered Fang instantly understood who the opponent was, and the fact that he could inflict such an impact on him meant that this was at least the soul impact of a sixth-level mage! And the 'soul impact' could act on multiple targets at the same time, and only those mages who were proficient in the undead faction could do it! He couldn't be more familiar with the two necromancers in Rika City.

Before Witherfangs could make any movement, the human head he held in his hand suddenly exploded into a cloud of poisonous black-blue mist, and the wailing claws of countless mist appeared from it, slashing at the old troll with a soul-eroding glow.

Level 6 Water Elemental Faction Spell: 'Death Stinging Soul Mist', although it is the Water Elemental Faction that falls into the buffer after activating this spell configuration, but analyzing the configuration of this spell requires a lot of undead faction magic knowledge to assist, so this water magic is generally only proficient by necromancers.

Withered Fang's bloodshot eyes stared at the black agate bottle that rolled to the floor, desperately running towards the bottle, allowing the poisonous mist to erode his scales into thick black juice, but the mist-condensed stabbing claws were stopped by a circle of dark cyan scales that appeared out of thin air, and after those fog claws tore these scales apart, they only weakly hooked a little flesh with soul flashes from Withered Fang's body, and then dispersed into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

Even if the slightest damage to his soul caused the withered tooth to howl loudly in pain, he continued to castrate, once again activating the defensive bloodline instinct spell, and another circle of dark cyan scales firmly protected his whole body.

On the other side, after the black-robed figure staggered to the ground, two dark blue soul flames suddenly lit up not far behind the black-robed figure, and then the soul fire burst violently, and the sound of the explosion was like countless people crying miserably, and the blue miserable flames illuminated a skeleton-like figure!

Those miserable blue weeping fires surged towards the falling black-robed figures, but with a cold aura that devoured and burned all souls, and the waves of soul-devouring fire made the dry teeth that rushed over feel a little trembling.

Level 6 Fire Elemental Faction Spell: 'Weeping Cold Soul Devouring Flame', similar to 'Death Poison Stinging Soul Mist', although activating this magic buffers the fire elemental faction, it also requires deep knowledge of the undead faction's magic to assist in analysis, and when the necromancers cast the magic of other factions, they will more or less have some characteristics of the undead faction.

The black-robed figure seemed to have been hit by the soul very badly, and only reacted when the soul devouring fire reached his body, and countless tortured faces swelled out on the surface of his black robe like a flood, intertwining into a defensive wall composed of countless transparent faces.

Level 4 Undead Faction Defense Spell: 'Wall of Wraiths'

But under the scorching fire of the Soul Eater, the faces on the 'Wall of Wraiths' distorted even more, and soon dissipated one by one, followed by a whirlwind that rose from the ground, blowing the Soul Eater Fire to the ground.

Under the weakening of the two fourth-level defense spells, the soul devouring fire had almost been extinguished, but the remaining point still burned the black-robed figure, and his body under the black robe struggled a few times, and the whole person lay there motionless and let the soul fire ignite.

This figure was of course Heras, and he found that after setting the quantum brain as the center of his body, he was completely immune to all soul and spirit damage, and these soul devouring fires only hurt his body as much as ordinary campfires, and the soul devouring fire had no effect on him at all, so he simply lay still and pretended to be dead.

"You retarded lich, what does that man do!!" shouted a female voice like a bone knocking angrily, "Go grab that bottle!"

Hearing this, the snake-like hair on his head stretched forward violently, and he sprinted a few steps quickly, and the tip of his hair was about to reach the black agate bottle.

At this moment, the entire beast bone room shook, and a huge bone palm suddenly stretched out from the beast bones on the floor, stopping the tip of the hair in front of the bottle, and the withered teeth saw that the snake's eyes suddenly flashed, and a powerful absorbing force emanated from the snake's tail-like hair, and the bone palm that stopped him quickly turned into flying bone powder!

Leech Viper's Bloodline Instinct Spell: Touch of Melting Bone!

However, due to this delay, the withered fangs were one step slower, and the beast bone room turned into a giant skeleton warrior.

Level 6 Undead Faction Spell: 'Summons the Bone Warlord'

Although the massive skeletal warrior was missing a palm, it didn't affect its balance in the slightest, and its other intact bone grasped the black agate bottle and threw it at the lich behind it.

"That's it!Rotande, your intelligence hasn't dropped to the level of an idiot!" the female voice shouted in ecstasy, her two main attacking factions' spells were in a buffer, and now she could only defend effectively to delay the buffer time, but she was a little powerless to stop the withered fangs.

"Run, Edwin, this is the territory of the trolls!" Rotander took the bottle and immediately cast his flying spell and flew towards the human city, Edwin in hot pursuit.

Withered Tooth roared in despair behind him, snake-tail-like hair pointed directly at the backs of the two necromancers, and the bloodline spell energy of the Bone Melting Touch quickly radiated to the two fleeing mages.

The summoned Bone Warlord faithfully fulfilled his duty, leaping in front of the Withered Fang, blocking the Molten Bone Touch with its body, and soon the massive skeleton warrior was reduced to a cloud of bone dust, and the two mages had already flown away under the cover of the building.

"Edwin, Rotande, don't run, don't run, Algernon can't save you, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Withered Tooth roared with exhaustion.

The patriarch's house of bones had turned into a huge white bone skeleton, which had awakened the trolls from their slumber, and the roar of Witherfang's voice that spread throughout the troll territory caused them to run out, and before they could figure out what was happening, they heard the hateful command of Witherfangs echo through the troll territory: "Now give me the gangs that attack Algernon! Kill them, kill all the gangsters they can see!"

This old troll has lost the last of his composure after seeing the Blood King's primordial divine blood snatched away in front of him, and the troll's natural fury has reoccupied his heart! Now he just wants to quickly kill those two damned necromancers and get back the primordial divine blood that belongs to him!

Most of the trolls didn't know what sanity was, and at the orders of the patriarch let out a bloodthirsty roar, their eyes revealing tyrannical madness, and ran murderously towards the gang's territory.

Not long after the hordes of trolls left, the dark blue flames on the black-robed figure gradually extinguished, and then the black burqa suddenly collapsed, and a large-headed rat slipped out of it. The Soul Devouring Flame had no effect on him, the flames only burned his body, and after the flames were extinguished, the resurrected body began to recover rapidly. And the primordial divine blood characteristics simulated by that bottle of potion could only last a few days, and he had to hurry.

The troll's sudden attack has thrown the gangsters into chaos, and the gang members who are enjoying the nightlife have no idea what is happening, but their long life as outlaws quickly organize an effective resistance, and the human city is full of fire, fierce battles are taking place in every alley, and the sound of spell explosions, weapons clashing, building collapses, and the howls of various creatures fill the entire city.

And at this moment, in the city lord's mansion in the center of the human city, the door of a gloomy magic tower suddenly opened, and a female mage with her head covered by a hood and thick white smoke hurriedly walked out.

"Quick, Rotande, don't bring that thing!" Edwin stood at the door of the Magic Tower, turning his head nervously and urging, she had broken the big deal, and the most important thing was that she had also gotten a priceless treasure! Now she didn't want to stay in Rika City for a moment.

"That thing is my lifebox! You bastard woman, I grabbed the bottle!" Rotander cursed inside.

"Yes, it's all your fault, dear Rotande! hurry up!" said Edwin anxiously, she stomped her foot and turned back to help, if she escaped alone, she would not have the confidence to escape the pursuit of her leader.

With the two of them working together in a hurry, Rotande's life box was quickly unloaded from the circle, and just as the lich collected the life box and ran out of the gate, a sudden fist slammed him back with a spark.

"What did you all do!!Who told you to take the initiative to provoke those trolls!" As a deep voice came from outside the door, a stout man with sparks all over his body stepped into the magic tower, he walked up to Edwin without looking at the lich, grabbed her throat and said fiercely: "I know it's your bad idea, Edwin!

After saying that, he lifted Edwin's mask, and the white smoke that shrouded the face of the undead female mage instantly dissipated, revealing Edwin's true face, the shape and outline of her face was no different from that of a normal woman, but it was as white as those who were dying were coated with white rouge powder, and there was a thin straight crack hanging down to her chin at the corner of her eyes, the crack continued to spit out white smoke as she breathed, and her lips were so bright as if they were stained with blood.

"Algernon, listen to me!" said Edwin in horror, thinking of the cruel methods of the leader, she hesitated for a moment before choosing to tell the truth and try to confess and forgiveness, and she quickly thought of a compromise.

"We helped you get the primordial blood of the Blood King! you can't use it, but we can give it to your offspring!" Edwin shuddered and took out the black agate bottle and threw it over.

Algernon uncorked the bottle with one hand, his sparkling pupils immediately contracted, and the hand holding Edwin's throat clenched unconsciously hard.

"Ho-ho-ho" Edwin struggled on all fours, her neck about to break.

Seeing this, the gang leader reacted and slowly let go of his subordinates, Edwin coughed and said, "There is a god of the blood king in the withered fangs, and he led the tribe here to retrieve this bottle of divine blood."

"You've done a great job, Edwin, you're so loyal, but what I don't understand is, why do you want to run?" Algernon squinted his eyes and said sarcastically, he took a deep breath to suppress the excitement and excitement in his heart, the hand holding the bottle couldn't help but tremble, he had long wanted to build a strong family!

"Go grab those godhead analysis notes first!" Rotander interjected flatteringly.

"Don't worry, the primordial divine blood is the most important thing, we'll wait for those trolls to send you to the door. Algernon carefully put away the bottle, and he exhaled slowly and continued: "What reward do you want, loyal subordinates?

Edwin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, the boss's surname had indeed not changed, and as long as he was happy, he would not be blamed in the past.

"These primordial divine blood can be given to your descendants, chief. Edwin said, rubbing his neck.

"Of course, you don't have to teach it! Algernon said impatiently.

"I hope to be my descendant too," Edwin said cautiously.

Algernon looked at his subordinate for a moment, as if he had never known her before.

"But her silhouette is really good, why didn't I notice it before" The thought just came to mind, and Algernon's excitement and excitement when he received the primordial divine blood all turned into a rising lust.

Seeing the change in Algernon's expression, Edwin gritted his teeth and said, "Chief, the scorching heat covered in the scorpion armor is the greatest reward for me!"

"As you wish!" Algernon could no longer suppress the sudden lust in his heart, he put his arms around his female subordinate, pressed her to an alchemical test table, and bit the undead mage's blood-soaked lips hard.

"Ahh