Chapter 167: Magical Effects
The necromancers had seen mercenaries or bounty hunters slaying their weapons, but they had never seen a crossbow so fast, and the bone spear in their hand would fire an arrow, and the rest would be on their own.
"Woo!" They felt the touch of arrows and arrows piercing their bodies now, and the next second the pain was infinitely magnified, unbearable.
The screams came and went, and they scrambled to cover the wounds of the arrows, but unfortunately they only had two arms, and some of the people in pain were already curled on the ground, and they twitched when they held the crossbow arrows.
The terrifying black-robed man walked over slowly, and the necromancers had the heart to resist, they all belonged to the category of wizards, and their methods were extremely cruel, so even if they were hit by arrows, they tried their best to support the upper half of themselves, clenching the bone spear in their hands.
The wizard walked two meters in front of them and stopped, the necromancers frowned, this distance was not within the reach of the bone spear, they reluctantly looked up to see what the wizard was going to do, only to find that his hands were raised, as if he were making mass for them.
"Are you humiliating us?"
A rickety necromancer rushed over with a bone spear, but as a result, the sorcerer easily dodged the assault, but instead raised his knee and knocked him back, and when he landed, he didn't care about the pain in his leg and kept coughing up blood, this knee hit was even more harmful than the crossbow arrow.
"The first attempt really requires a spell guide, especially something as complex as this." Ignoring him, the wizard pulled a staff from his robes and shouted, "Core Mark!" ”
The necromancers cowered back unconsciously, to prevent themselves from being hit by inexplicable magic, but the imaginary magic did not appear, but a layer of light appeared on the wizard.
"What are you doing?" The necromancers asked in surprise, but before their nervous hearts could relax, the wizard continued to shout:
"Echo the original guide!"
A pile of spell runes with a deep blue glow stretched out from the wizard's feet, and before the necromancers could react, they passed through the ground beneath their feet.
"It's an elemental totem symbol, he's turning on magic!" A necromancer lying on the ground shouted as he looked at the basic spell that was wriggling like a tadpole in front of him, but he knew that it didn't mean that he could dodge, including everyone around him, and the only mage who could walk around had coughed up blood and was unconscious.
"Matrix Column!"
The wizard shouted again, and saw a dark blue light dot appear on the ground, and the wizard walked an animation line with the wizard as the center, forming an inner magic ring of the spell in an instant, and then radiating out the outer magic ring and the edge of the magic text, accompanied by the manifestation of the reverse pentagram under the wizard's feet, the basic magic spells and runes filled the inner and outer array diagrams.
"Huh~" The magic array was completely drawn, and an invisible momentum burst out with the blue light of the broken star, and the man standing on the inverse pentagram was like a devil, and he watched the necromancer who was locked by the spirit spit out the last spell:
"Soul Drain!"
"Ahh
The magic array under the feet of Yang Se rotated against the pentagram, and the runes emitted a blue strong light, and the mages in the array suddenly let out a miserable scream, and saw a light blue shimmer instantly appear above their heads, and after rotating around the magic array, it was thrown into the forehead of Yang Se.
"Puff~" The brilliance of the magic array disappeared, and those necromancers all fell to the ground, and they felt as if their heads had been slashed by a sledgehammer at eighty-one, and their heads cracked.
"The replenished mental power is small, which may be related to the number of recipients, but the casting speed is slow, and if you can't practice to proficiency, I'm afraid you can only use it in non-combat situations." Looking at the necromancers who had fallen to the ground and showed their pain expressions, he muttered to himself, "But absorbing spirit can deplete people's spirits, and when you are proficient, it can also be used as attack magic in disguise." ”
"And the light effect is good, and it brings out my magician's share at once."
It's a good idea, this is his first magic that can manifest itself, like the Death Grip is hidden, and people don't know what's going on if they don't splash anything.
At the end of the experiment, he replaced the Sage's scepter and drew his one-handed sword and began to free the suffering mages, until when he walked to the wreckage of the carriage and slashed the last sword, the necromancer who looked up and pretended to be dead rolled his eyes and replied, "Don't cut it." ”
"Not pretending?" Ask.
"Hmm." The mage complained, "Who knew you wouldn't spare even the dead. ”
"It's called a mending knife, and it's specifically for those of you who aren't dead." Teaser said.
"What do you mean by not being dead? I'm in disguise! The mage retorted.
"Oh, mage in disguise, then please give me a reason not to kill you." Masturbation looked at him and said.
"I'm a necromancer." The mage said firmly.
Hearing this, he nodded and stabbed his sword down, "It's useless for you to bluff me, it's your necromancer who kills." ”
"Don't! I'm fine! Seeing the sword stabbing at him, the mage's soul was furious, "I'm not with them!" ”
"Bang!" The one-handed sword stabbed into the pavement next to the mage's face, shattering his face with dirt.
"Climb out on your own, we'll talk as we go." Masturbating back one-handed kendo.
"You believe me?" The mage was surprised, he quickly got up and cleaned his clothes, just now he thought he was going to die.
"On the way, you say I'll listen, you can't run away anyway." He glanced at him and said.
"Uh..." The mage's face was bitter when he heard this, and then he seemed to suddenly realize that he shouted "Wait", and then ran to the corpses of the necromancers behind him and began to touch the corpses, and after a while, he saw him running back with a handful of beads.
"What is this?" Gazing at something dark and smelling of disgust, he asked.
"The corpse exorcism elixir refined by the Dead Corpse Sect can make the zombies think that you are the lord, but it is only effective for the elite and below the zombies." The mage handed it to Masse and explained.
"Is it the reason for the grade?" Unceremoniously put the exorcism medicine into his robe and asked.
"No, it's because the zombies above the elite are conscious and can tell what is in front of them." The mage shrugged, "They used to rely on zombie medicine to control the living dead, who would have thought that one day they would be able to create real zombies, and they would be able to rely on Samedi to drive them." ”
"Samedi? Samael's younger brother? Asking.
"Of course not, the one you're talking about is a demon, but the necromancer has nothing to do with them." The mage said with a strange expression, "In ancient times, we didn't know that there were beliefs in foreign gods outside, especially the creation of the world in seven days. ”
"Therefore, many people in the church are just caused by the differences in cultural beliefs between the two regions, and the myths of each other contradict each other, and there may not be any gods at all." "But when we drive the undead, the gods can really protect us. ”
"I don't have an answer to your question, but I can still hear it in your words." Tuse's eyes squinted at him, "You're a Necronomicon. ”
"I'm a Necronomicon, but I'm not in league with them." The mage's face turned bitter when he heard this.
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