Chapter Seventy-Five: The Headless Horseman
"Death Path?"
"Yes, yes, I haven't contributed to the Sequence 6 extraordinary trait of the Reaper Path......"
"Let me think, let me think, oh...... It should be called the Venerable of the Dead......"
The lazy high priest looked at these necromantic monsters that crawled out, with a sickly smile on his face, raised his hand slightly, and threw off invisible hands one after another, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, cutting off all these skeletons and corpses that crawled out.
"Thunder and lightning!!"
With a dragon word, a brilliant beam of thunder condensed in the palm of the magician Terrence.
The next moment, Terrence shot this thunderous beam like a javelin, and smashed it towards the chest of the lazy high priest.
"Zizi Zi ......"
Silvery-white electric light flickered, making a sound that tore through the air.
"Huh?"
The Lazy High Priest leaped forward, and his invisible hands propped him up to the ground, as if he were floating in the air, and easily avoided the blow.
"Boom!"
The lightning beam hit the ground, smashing out a deep pit, surrounded by dense cracks, and arcs of electricity continued to spread outward.
However, this blow is not over.
"Thunderbolt Cage!!"
The arc of electricity that continued to spread out on the ground, in an instant, surged, outlining a series of interconnected magic arrays, and the magic arrays that brightened up in an instant rose up with electric light, and with lightning speed, they rose into the sky, directly surrounding the lazy high priest suspended in mid-air.
The dense electric light formed an intertwined thunder cage that confined the lazy high priest to it.
"Sword of Glory!"
A deep, ancient, solemn voice resounded through the garden.
The commander of the third regiment, Bernald, at some point, drew the sword from his waist and held it in front of his chest, with a solemn expression, as if he was praying, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.
A dazzling light appeared above the sword, and the golden light covered his body, like a golden armor, and the golden light shone brightly.
"Glory!!"
Bernard opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up, and slashed an extremely brilliant golden blade at the figure in the thunder cage.
Brush!
The dazzling golden blade illuminated the night and directly penetrated the entire Thunder Cage.
It worked?
This was Hodge's first reaction, but soon, he shook his head, the other party was not O'Neal, let alone the extraordinary person of Sequence 7, how could he be killed so easily?
Besides, as a sage, the incomplete mythical creature form has not yet been used, so how can it be killed?
Not using the mythical creature form means not being pushed to the limit.
The other party is playing......
As this thought flashed through Hodge's mind, the Lazy High Priest fell from mid-air, his clergy robes were only a little dirty, but not damaged, it was obvious that the attack used by the three of them just now didn't hurt him in the slightest?
"The Magician Path, Sequence 6 - The Ability of the Magic Mentor, the Magic Filling, the Elemental Forming, and the Source of Magic, the three are in one, and you can change the shape of the elemental magic at will, so that the magic can move at will, showing a variety of effects."
"First use the Thunder Beam to deceive me, and then take advantage of the situation to build a magic array, forge a thunder and lightning cage, trap me, and provide opportunities for other extraordinary people to attack."
"Good cooperation, however, your sequence level is too low, if you are in the middle sequence, you will be hit by the move just now, unless you have an extraordinary person with special abilities, you will almost be seriously injured, or even killed."
The lazy high priest clapped his hands, undisguised his appreciation for their cooperation.
"I didn't expect to be able to kill you this time, if you were really so easy to kill, you wouldn't have escaped so many imperial encirclements." Terrence held a magic wand with purple gems, and with a light tap, a magic circle immediately lit up, surrounding the High Priest of Laziness.
"A strong person at the level of a saint, no matter how much you attach importance to it, it is not too much." Bernard put away his saber and lifted his spear, the void iron armor appeared on his body, and his body gradually expanded, but the army-green regular uniform did not tear apart, but followed the swollen muscles, automatically expanding, showing good elasticity.
Will was still silent, slightly lifting the pitch-black cane, and reciting the words related to death: "The end of all living things, the end of all life, the great and sublime underworld, I, Will Cortez, am hereby called, come out, the creatures of the underworld who are willing to be driven by me......"
Under Will's body, a purple and black special summoning circle appeared, and a cold, evil, and sneaky aura kept surging out, as if some terrifying creature was about to appear......
At this point, Will took off his black gloves, cut through his flesh, and let the blood flow down into this special summoning array.
As the blood poured into it, endless Yin Qi surged out, and a dark and dark door appeared out of thin air, opening strangely.
"Stepping on ......"
The sound of horses' hooves came from the depths of the gate.
The next moment, the silver-armored knight burning with blue flames rushed out directly.
The silver-armored knight was armed with a huge battle axe, covered in classical silver armor, without a head, and riding an armored skeleton war horse under him, exuding a cold, tyrannical, and crazy aura, and as soon as he appeared, the temperature around him dropped several degrees.
Headless Horsemann?
This is the Headless Horseman often mentioned in ancient texts?
Hodge looked at the appearance of the headless silver knight and suddenly remembered a book he had read.
According to legend, every night when the moon is dark and the wind is high, the Headless Horseman will ride a skeleton war horse that is also an undead, haunting the wilderness, fields, mountains and forests, looking for his lost head, and whenever he sees someone who looks similar to him before his death, he will cut off his head and bring it back to the underworld.
I didn't expect this story to be true, my father was right, many ancient legends that have been handed down may not be made up...... Hodge took a deep breath, calmed down, and moved his thighs briefly, under Terrence's potion, he had recovered.
"Headless Horseman?"
"Interesting!!"
"Very nice creatures of the underworld!"
"What other means, take it out all at once!"
"Don't waste time!"
The lazy high priest stretched out his right hand, revealing his fang-covered mouth, and chewed and squirmed in his bloody basin, gradually spitting out irregular chains of pale bones, stained with dark red blood, each of a different size, as if it had been disassembled from many people.
Twisted, crazy, evil!!
Hodge looked at this bone chain, his face was extremely gloomy, he knew that this chain represented a lot of innocent lives.
The lazy high priest who made this chain of bones must have slaughtered more than a thousand people.