Chapter 139: The Dark God Gives the Magic Stone
"Oh no! Francis is out of trouble! Dark Guardian!"
His face changed, Buck hurriedly chanted a magic spell, and the whole person was suddenly wrapped in a thick layer of dark mist, and at the same time, the four undead slaves also received his soul order, and quickly rushed to protect his surroundings.
"Boom"
The brilliant soul storm rushed in, with a terrifying and violent aura, specifically aimed at the soul, and some of the aura that escaped suddenly made the nearby audience show an uncomfortable expression, as if the soul was being cut by a hacksaw, and it was painful!
"It's not good! It's soul cutting! This is an extremely terrifying perverted soul magic, which can break through the soul defense, directly target the soul, cut and torture, and once locked, it is difficult to break free! The only magic against this kind of perverted soul system, except that the soul is extremely powerful, it can't be shaken at all, so it can only be resisted!"
In the VIP room, Mei Long seemed to recognize this magic, looked at Zhuge Pang with a solemn face, and said word by word.
In fact, Zhuge Pang is no stranger to this magic, Francis's soul clone had been used on himself once, but unfortunately the soul storm had not yet evolved into a soul cutting, and it was defeated by the second master with a soul secret method, and it did not show its power at all.
Shaking his head, Zhuge Pang said indifferently, "It's not in the way, even if Buck is defeated, it is reasonable, I, the master, am here, and I will personally find face for him!
Saying this, he condensed the divine magic power in his body into his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were bright, and the mysterious textures were disillusioned on his pupils, and there was quite a taste of piercing the void and looking directly at the source.
In the black mist, Buck's expression was painful and struggling, but his eyes were cold and terrifying, and at the same time, holding back the pain, he was softly chanting a strange incantation, the pronunciation was rapid and low, with a peculiar rhythm. Although he is not a magician, Zhuge Pang once gave the magic codex of an undead saint wizard to Buck, and he himself has seen it, and when he heard this spell, he immediately understood. Buck is chanting a strange and mysterious spell of dark magic, which has no rank and no certain power, called Wrath Stygian.
Different from ordinary magic spells, in addition to being guided by magical elements and spiritual power, the Angry Flame also needs to be matched with the anger and pain in the heart, the more painful it is, the more powerful it becomes. However, this magic has a drawback, it takes a long time to build.
"What a powerful Francis, he really deserves to be the first genius of the empire!"
"It's over, Buck's careful layout, but in the end, it fell short, but I admire him very much, he is so powerful, fifteen or sixteen years old is so powerful!"
There was a lot of discussion in the martial arts arena, and at this moment, Francis, who had just been besieged, also broke out, only to see the gorgeous magic staff in his hand waving again and again, and the brilliant power was surging and surging, with a terrifying aura that cut souls, completely surrounding Buck wrapped in the black mist.
"Whoa"
The four undead minions were roaring, desperately trying to resist Buck, especially the mummy lord, whose huge body was constantly pounding up, blocking the attack for Buck as much as possible
After Buck's layout failed and Francis began to erupt, Yiqiē seemed to be destined to be the end, and no one except Zhuge Pang saw that Buck wrapped in the thick black fog, his palm was closed, slowly opened, and an illusory green flame was slowly growing
Despair, loneliness, death, coldness
The miserable green flame became more and more condensed, and the aura of dead silence became more and more intense, Buck's face was distorted, his soul was suffering a terrible torment, and his eyes were still as cold as a lone wolf, and at the same time, the miserable green flame was also growing rapidly!
"It's almost there," he licked his lips, and there was a hint of madness in Buck's eyes.
"Hahaha, a few undead creatures, get out of the way!
In the sky, a series of heart-wrenching thunderbolts roared, coming from Francis, who was obviously angry that the four undead creatures had been blocking his soul storm, and once again unleashed terrifying lightning magic.
Suddenly, a terrifying thunder resounded in the high-level ring, and the Captain of the Bloodthirsty Knight and the two old corpse demons were repulsed, scorched black, but fortunately they were necromantic creatures, and the only one still guarding Buck's side was the mummy lord, who was roaring angrily, and his powerful body blocked the thunder from the skyrim bombardment for him.
"Huh, little brute, so cunning!"
The thunder landed, not only repelling the three undead creatures, but also tearing apart the black mist of the protective body that protected Buck, and when Francis saw the situation inside, he couldn't help but scold angrily, and his face was extremely embarrassed.
Buck sat down with his hands together, wisps of miserable green flames rose in his palms, exuding a terrifying aura that made people desperate and silent! Originally, Francis, who had escaped from the siege, thought that he had already won the battle, so he had to slowly torture and humiliate Buck, but he didn't expect the other party to prepare such a killing move unknowingly.
"Look, what are the flames in Buck's palms?
"Miserable green flames, is it the fire of the dead?"
"What a great showdown!"
The dark guardian of the body was torn apart, and Buck's chest was tumbling at the moment, but he was more anxious in his heart!
"Hurry! It's close, it's just a little bit! The Flame of Anger is still a little bit away from accumulating to the peak and being released!" Buck gasped anxiously.
"Stop him now!"
Seeing the angry fire, although Francis didn't know anything, he had a palpitation in the face of great terror, and without hesitation, he launched another kind of forceful means.
"Buzz"
His hands suddenly bloomed like lotus flowers, his face showed a kind of reverence, and a series of melodious and strange chants quickly came out of his mouth.
"Wow!"
Almost no one saw that an invisible and transparent person floated out of his body, flashing like a phantom, and had already disappeared into Buck's body!
"Ahh
His complexion changed drastically, and Buck spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person collapsed to the ground at once, and at the same time, his face showed a look of pain and struggle.
"Whoa"
The four undead slaves howled, and it seemed that they had lost their master's overpower all of a sudden, and their whole bodies couldn't help but exude a necromantic aura, and then their bodies suddenly became illusory, and they were pulled back to the underworld by the power again. This qiē was just a matter of moments, and when he looked at Francis again, his face flushed and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Francis's fingers flicked slightly, as if he was invisibly overriding something.
In a trance, as if it were real, Buck felt like he was trapped in a terrible haze of dreams, a sense of weakness and powerlessness enveloping him layer upon layer.
It was a gray heaven and earth, all of them were gray, he was looking up weakly at the sky, a tall and mighty body was slowly descending, he was the only color in this heaven and earth, he contained the great shore between heaven and earth, he was extremely powerful, and it seemed that he could kill himself with a single breath. This body is none other than Francis!
"Rise or fall!" Francis shouted, his massive body pressing down, and the more and more terrifying pressure descended, making Buck tremble.
"No! never!" Buck snapped, responding.
"Boom"
The power of panic was coming, and Buck felt his soul tearing apart, as if he was about to completely collapse in the next moment.
"One last chance for you, Shen Fu!"
"No!" Buck roared, and an arrogance suddenly rose in his heart, an indestructible thought, with an absolute ego and pride, rippling in the depths of his heart
"Buzz"
Suddenly, without warning, a breath full of relief and excitement appeared, vast and long, and this idea in Zhuge Pang's heart merged into one, click, he fell into the terrible dream haze, a huge black sun appeared, bursting out of an invincible deep black light, sweeping a qiē, shattering a qiē!
As the haze collapsed, Francis's massive body cracked rapidly, and a brilliant black crystal dormant in Buck's body suddenly burst out and levitated above Buck's head, sprinkling a pure black glow that perfectly matched his soul and sent out a wonderful resonance.
This crystal is the dark god magic stone that Zhuge Pang gave to Buck!