The eyes from darkness and death all focused on Zhou Yunqing's body, he no longer disguised himself, but used all his strength to resist the power of the necromancy in his body, wanting to control his body.

In his body, the power of the two consciousnesses immediately fell into a competition, Zhou Yunqing's footsteps stopped, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The next moment, he struggled to move his body and took a step back.

The necromancer on the altar became serious, he raised his staff in the air, and shouted, "Dead, obey my will!" ”

The black staff trembled slightly, and the dark green orb at the top also lit up, flashing with an eerie light in the night.

"Obey your mother!" Zhou Yunqing gritted his teeth and said.

He bent down, as if the muscles of his whole body were exerting force, and his whole body trembled like chaff, and the rotten flesh on his thighs that had been bitten by maggots rolled down his calves like grease.

"Your willpower is surprisingly strong, and it must be useful if you were made into a skeleton warrior."

The skeleton mage grinned, revealing a jagged row of yellow and black fangs.

Zhou Yunqing felt that the power of the necromancy in his body was constantly growing, but he resisted with all his strength and did not give in at all. The willpower of both sides unfolded a fierce tug-of-war in his body.

The two sides were wrestling, but a cold wind blew silently from the altar.

The necromancer shuddered involuntarily, he realized that something was wrong, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He looked down and saw an ice pick pass through his chest from back to front, the sharp tip of which was stained with his own blood, dripping drop by drop.

He struggled to lift his staff, trying to make a movement.

However, before his wrinkled right hand could be raised, it was grasped by a white and delicate hand.

"It turns out that the famous necromancer Mercado is so vulnerable and distracted? It's too careless. ”

A woman's voice sounded in his ears, crisp and pleasant, like the call of a thrush.

"You...."The necromancer Merktor tried to make a sound, but his mouth could only keep spurting blood. Although his body was thin, the blood that spurted out seemed to be endless.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to seek revenge, but just to exchange your head for merit and bounty, and you will die without pain, this is my gift to you."

As soon as the woman's words fell, an ice blade flashed, and Mercado's head separated from his shoulders and rolled down on the altar like a leather ball.

At the same time as Mercado fell to the ground, the zombie troops that had been pulled up under the altar immediately fell to the ground as if they had lost their lives. Their bodies decayed and withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, with flesh turning into a pile of mud and fleshless into a pile of broken bones.

Zhou Yunqing felt that the power of necromancy in his body disappeared all of a sudden, leaving only his own will, and his body was completely controlled. Before he could rejoice, he saw the great changes on the altar, and immediately understood that this was a more ruthless character.

Seeing that the zombies around him had fallen softly, Zhou Yunqing also fell down immediately, but his body could not turn into a mess, so he could only shrink as much as possible, praying in his heart that the woman on the altar in the dark night did not pay attention here.

"Wrap his head, along with his cloak, do you want me to do it myself?"

From the altar came the voice of a woman scolding, and although it still sounded crisp, it was full of impatience.

"Yes, Mother." A young girl's voice rang out, sounding cowardly and humble.

"This Soul Chaser Staff is a good thing, don't steal it from it." The woman held up Mercado's staff, and the dark green pillar at the top of the staff glowed a faint green glow in the night light.

"No, Mother. This is your trophy, and I dare not move it. The girl hurriedly explained.

"That's not for sure, you're just like your father, and you have the same thief's blood in your veins." The woman's tone was full of disdain: "You have been a thief since birth, and your entire family is a family of thieves. ”

The girl did not dare to argue with her mother, and silently peeled off the black cloak from Mercado's corpse. The corpse had no head, and the girl's movements were very sharp, and she was torn off at once.

Zhou Yunqing stood motionless on the ground, silently listening to the urging and abuse of the altar woman from time to time, and the girl carefully dealt with her mother while packing her head.

'This mother is really good enough, and she doesn't do anything with her mother...... ' Zhou Yunqing thought in his heart.

I don't know where this mother and daughter are sacred, and it is so simple to kill a heroic profession. With this kind of ability, it is estimated that killing yourself is also a knife thing. I hope that the mother can continue to devote her energy to abusing her daughter, and it is best that the two of them fall out and break up and leave on the spot, and no one will notice her little transparency in the pile of corpses.

After a while, the sound on the altar gradually disappeared, and Zhou Yunqing didn't dare to look up, but he felt that the mother and daughter should have gone away.

To be on the safe side, after waiting for a while, Zhou Yunqing finally relaxed and decided to raise his head and take a look.

However, as soon as he sat up, he saw two pairs of women's legs standing in front of him. Both pairs of legs have long and graceful lines. One of the legs was wearing a short skirt and cut-out crimson leather boots, and her white and ruddy skin was very sexy. The other pair of legs wore gray linen pants and a pair of white-worn black cloth shoes, which looked quite conservative.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with a young girl staring at him.

The sexy short skirt and boots and beautiful legs belong to the middle-aged woman, she is beautiful, her upper body is also very bold and sexy, and the tender white skin leaking from the low-cut tunic looks extremely attractive in the dark night. But Zhou Yunqing didn't have the intention to appreciate it at this time, because he also saw a cloth bag hanging from the woman's waist, which was the head of the necromancer, and it was still oozing blood.

Especially the woman's eyes, indifferent and fierce, staring at Zhou Yunqing like a poisonous snake, this sense of oppression made Zhou Yunqing feel extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to flee at any time.

And the girls next to her don't seem so aggressive. She was dressed like a servant, dressed in a shabby linen dress and a felt hat, and completely wrapped her hair.

She looked like her mother, she also had a small goose egg face, a high nose bridge, thin lips with a slight curve, she looked very friendly, and her eyes were much gentle.

Moreover, she also carries a violin on her back. Seems to be a music lover. Or, based on her actual status as a servant of her daughter, perhaps her mother was a lover of music.

Both mother and daughter had a slender wand in their hands, and they looked like mages. Zhou Yunqing preferred that they were frost mages, because just standing beside them, he already felt the cold invade the bone marrow.

Regarding the fact that the mage was carrying a musical instrument, Zhou Yunqing did not feel abrupt. While playing this game, each appearance of the mage is accompanied by a melodious music. And when selecting a mage unit, there is often a click response of 'I love music'. It may be that the mages often chanted mantras, so they came into contact with notes and rhythms, and over time, they became interested in music.

"Interestingly, the necromancers are dead, but his little zombie warrior is not. It seems that Mercado has mastered a new forbidden technique. ”

The woman looked at Zhou Yunqing with interest, pointed her wand at him, and ice condensed in the air.