The skeleton, covered in golden armor, strode forward and rushed into the stunned ranks of soldiers. The fiery mace swung and thundered, and an irresistible force knocked the soldier into the air and slammed him to the ground. In front of the mace, it seems that weight has lost its meaning, and the heavily armed warrior is like a skinny chick. The mace swept away, and armor, flesh, and bones rained down in a rain of shards that crackled and sprinkled on the faces of others around them.

Some of the soldiers took up their weapons and rushed forward screaming. But their steel weapons struck the golden armor like glass met rocks, and eggs hit walls, all of which were reduced to smithereens. The mace's attack was invincible, and no shield and armor could withstand a single blow.

Seeing that his men were suffering heavy casualties, Viscount Dre shouted at Siegel, "You lying bastard!

He drew his son's sword and charged at Siegel. The young lord shouted, "Don't shoot arrows!" As soon as he finished speaking, a feathered arrow pierced through the air and struck the viscount on the back of the knee of his right leg, where there was no leg armor to protect it. The sword-wielder howled and fell to his knees, his weapon blocked by Siegel.

"Mana, watch him!" Siegel walked away from the viscount for a distance, then drew his wand and recited the incantation. The energy missile spell bypasses the soldiers of the Hero Collar and accurately hits the skeleton's golden armor.

The attack finally worked, and the skeleton's heavy body staggered to one side, stepped on the horse's corpse on the ground, lost its balance and fell to the ground. At this time, spears and throwing axes shot at the golden armor, but they all turned into transparent shards like ice cubes, scattered on the ground.

A wooden stick flew between the weapons. Slammed into the skeleton's visor. A small dent was created. A masked figure that was originally crying. The nose was slightly crooked by the impact, and it looked very funny. The sticks fell to the ground and made a banging sound. The scene was silent for a moment, and then the soldiers shouted, "Use wood!"

Siegel's energy missile struck again, and this time he had already started using the spells on the scrolls. Every time the skeleton tried to stand up, the energy missile would throw him off balance again. The soldiers could not find a suitable wooden weapon for a while, so they turned their spears into sticks and beat them vigorously. Although it can avoid being turned into shards, it can also deal damage on gold armor. However, it is unknown how much of the actual effect of the skeleton hiding inside is.

While thinking about what to do, Siegel explained to Viscount Drey, "It's not my spell! I don't know where this monster came from. ”

"Don't try to lie to me, squid cub!" Viscount Dre was pointed at by Manna with a longbow, and although he couldn't fight back, he was unforgiving: "Do you have the guts to admit that you have done something treacherous?"

Siegel shook his head and replied, "You want to provoke me and let me fight this golden-armored skeleton warrior hand-to-hand to prove my innocence." I understand your painstaking efforts, but I won't take it lightly until I understand the weakness of this thing. ”

Viscount Dre then stopped talking. Just spit on the ground.

The skeleton's golden armor emits a burst of light, and some tattoos similar to those on the skeleton's body appear on the surface of the armor. At this time, Siegel found that the effect of his energy missile was greatly weakened. It can't do any harm anymore. So he summoned the Flame Wolfhounds and made them appear on the platform and charge towards the skeleton warriors.

The huge mace swept over and slammed into the Flame Wolfhound. Siegel only felt his hands tremble, the condensed fire element lost control of the connection, and the wolfhound directly disintegrated in midair, forming a round of brilliant fireworks. The Skeleton Warrior slammed his mace into the ground, and with a thud, the wind swept around its body, causing everyone to stagger.

The first deserter appeared, and then it spread. The men didn't know that Siegel had cut off their retreat, and that the passage to the Rift Lands had become an isolated platform, so they were all trying to escape the way they came.

Siegel took out another scroll, ran the power of lightning between his palms, and rolled it out. The magical elements in the air danced happily and were launched through the mage's body, a process that brought Siegel great excitement. The bright thunderbolt slammed into the golden armor, bursting with dazzling brilliance. The skeleton let out a loud roar and was catapulted out at once. It dances its limbs in the air, constantly adjusting its posture. Siegel thought it would fall again, but he didn't expect the skeleton to stomp down with its right leg as it approached the ground, as if it had smashed into a stake on the ground, and stood firmly. The armor struck by lightning melted a large swath, and even the "tattoo" that had just been formed was dull.

But Siegel's spells are not infinite, and he can't keep casting lightning spells forever. To cope with a variety of situations, Siegel prepares scrolls of various elements, but there are not many of each. He took out another scroll and used the power of the earth as the core to create a sharp arrow made of acid. However, the spell was still blocked by the golden armor. Despite shaving off a layer of metal again, it still didn't hurt the skeleton's core.

The damage caused by Siegel alerted the skeleton, and it walked over to the cliff to take a look, and found that it couldn't jump over the distance. Siegel didn't have a good way to attack for the time being, so he ordered Mana to lead the archers and start shooting. In order to ensure that he could do real damage, he had his shooters remove their metal arrows and attack using only wooden poles.

Finally, such an operation paid off. The golden armor melted by spells could not withstand the attacks of all weapons, and the skeleton's chest was full of arrows. However, the other parts of the headless arrows that are not melted cannot be shot through, and have no effect other than leaving dents.

The skeleton pointed its weeping mask at Siegel, unaware that it was covered in wooden poles. It turned around and continued to pursue the soldiers who tried to escape. Since recently, even people who have been injured and fallen to the ground and are incapable of fighting will be attacked by a mace, and their heads will be smashed to pieces like watermelons.

Siegel looked anxiously at the other side, even if the fallen soldiers were enemies who had come to attack his territory, but since they had surrendered, they were already considered their own prisoners. Even if they don't surrender, they don't deserve to be mercilessly killed by skeletons. What's more, he had to dispel Viscount Drey's last suspicions, otherwise this war between the two territories would have endless consequences, and Siegel was not ready to face the entire Southern Lords Alliance.

He waved his wand, chanted incantations, and cast spells on himself one by one. In addition to the armor, arrows, and resistance energy he already had, he gave himself the ability to fly for optimal mobility, then strengthened himself with spells and protected himself from the intimidation of undead creatures with an anti-evil spell.

He pulls out the star dust, which the dwarf Elint says is indestructible. It is believed that with the knowledge of the dwarven master craftsmen, indestructible is truly indestructible and cannot be destroyed by mortal forces. The ability to turn a metal weapon into pieces is extremely rare, and arguably never seen in any document, and perhaps not counted as mortal power. But at this time, Siegel can only hope for Stardust, which is the most likely method he can come up with and apply to destroy the monster.

However, Stardust does not have a blade other than the tip of its sword, which greatly limits its attack methods. Fortunately, Siegel is a mage, and he can cast sharp edges and demonization spells on his weapons, allowing the longsword to operate like a normal weapon.

When everything was ready, Siegel leaped over the cliff and slashed the Stardust with all his might. The skeleton seemed to sense threatened, and raised its mace to resist. Siegel felt his wrist thump, and the long sword had slashed through the enemy's weapon. A massive impact came from the sword-wielding wrist, and Siegel fell backwards on his back. However, he also has the ability to fly, and can perfectly adjust his attitude in the air. The mage spun in a full circle, handing out the sword, and struck the skeleton's wrist with the original tip of Stardust. The indestructible sword did not turn into pieces like other weapons, but slashed off the enemy's right hand with great ease.

The weeping mask suddenly opened his eyes, and the part under his eyelids was like two pools of silver water. Siegel seemed to see the bright sunlight reflecting a dancing silver glow on the pool, and a group of colorful swimming fish were playing in the pool. How laid-back and agile they are, how free. Siegel was stunned for a moment, and the long sword in his hand was not raised for a second attack.

The skeleton raised its hand, trying to grab the mage's neck. In this flash of lightning, the loyal Matt picked up the wooden shield on the ground and slammed it into the back of the skeleton's head. The iron hoops and nails used to bind and hold the wooden shield exploded to pieces in an instant, and even the wooden shield disintegrated in the air. Scattered wooden thorns stabbed into the muscles of Matt's face, blood splattering. But he didn't realize it, and continued to attack with the remaining pieces of wood in his hand.

His attack saved Siegel. The mage suddenly came to his senses, thinking that he was still in the middle of a battle, and that he had not yet won or lost. Using elven steps, he quickly backed away and reoriented, avoiding the golden glove that was clutching at his throat, and then suddenly turned to the side of the skeleton with the ability of the perfect flying technique. Stardust slashed in a graceful arc through the air, stabbing through the skeleton's waist. With a cacophony of friction, Siegel withstood tremendous resistance and gripped the trembling sword in his hand, keeping the tip of the sword in place at the skull's vertebrae. At the moment of hitting his target, Siegel felt powerless, and everything seemed to be bleak, as if all hope in the world had disappeared. He staggered back and drew his sword as he felt like everything was back to normal.

The skeleton waved its arms, trying to grab the mage. But because the spine is severed, its lower body loses its function and cannot move a single step, so it can only be fixed in place in a futile effort.

The undead's soul fire is usually located in the middle of the skull, so Siegel swings his sword and beheads the enemy. The round skull fell out of the helmet and rolled on the ground. The skeleton's mouth was still open and closed, and it was speaking in a silent language that no one could hear. The soul fire was faint, but it was still lit. Siegel plunged Stardust into the center of his skull, finally causing its body to fall into dead silence. (To be continued......)