A large and friendless dog's head appeared above the lich's head, its jagged fangs closing in a flickering cold light, and rolled the lich's skull into its mouth like a watermelon with a small half of the neck bone.

The negative-energy-reinforced skull is stronger than a solid iron ball, and even if it is stuffed into a large-caliber smoothbore gun and shot out, it can theoretically land without damage, and there may not even be a gap. But in the face of the same strengthened canine teeth, and the desperately large number of biting muscles, the skull and the surface of the watermelon are really not much different, the only difference is that the sound is louder and more brittle, and there is no water injection.

The remaining torso, under the command of the unextinguished soul fire, stretched out its sharp claws, in a vain attempt to pry open the fangs of the giant beast and save the soul fire that would be extinguished at any moment like a candle in the wind.

Although the negative energy pumped by the countless rune groups made the two wheat-straw-like arm bones burst out with a power comparable to that of a giant bear, it still couldn't shake the giant beast even a fraction, the fangs opened and closed slightly, and the fragments of the skull rubbed against each other in the mouth of the giant beast, accompanied by the wail of soul fire, squeezed out from between the teeth.

The beast had only one head, a huge dog head made of countless corpses, and the two eye sockets supported by several corpses danced with hideous flames, each corpse wriggled under the drive of negative energy, arms and thighs hinged to each other, twisting into strange and mysterious shapes, such a maddening scene that would not occur in even the most terrifying nightmares.

The lich didn't sense when the canine head appeared, as early as Tolia was repulsed, the consciousness of the giant beast awakened in the crowd of corpses, and as the lich turned, countless skeleton zombies seemed to be dragged into the air by thousands of invisible threads. The building blocks are usually quickly gathered behind the lich. Transformed into the head of a behemoth. Negative energy converged in an instant, refining the broken bones into staggered fangs and biting fiercely.

Because of this, the lich didn't have time to open his negative energy shield, and the only mage armor he had had had been torn to pieces by three rows of razor-like fangs.

The giant beast is still advancing, and the huge inertia is not something that can be stopped if it wants to, not to mention that it doesn't want to stop.

One by one, the corpses below were pulled to the severance of their necks by invisible force field lines, whether they were intact or struggling zombies. Or the corpse pieces that lost most of their bodies were welded to the body of the giant beast by negative energy, and the circulatory system composed of black energy streams invaded their bodies, firmly binding them to the body of the giant beast, accompanied by rapid erosion, and finally became a part of the giant beast.

Even the most bizarre arcane could not match this scene, and the undead and their wreckage approached as quickly as a school of frightened fish, snapping together at the breaches, hands and feet together, black sins flowing through the crevices of the corpses. The skeletons and rotting heads that could still speak groaned and screamed, whispering blasphemous words under the influence of the beast's will.

The claws swept over the apex of the parabola on the behemoth's body. As it began to fall slightly, the two claws formed by the curved thigh bones tore apart the already unstable dissociation storm with the support of surging negative energy, and the huge body that covered the sky and the sun was disintegrated by the remaining dissociation technique, and more body tissue gathered behind it.

As if a curtain was lifted, when the tail and hind legs were still mostly vacant, the giant beast finally rushed out of the dissociation storm, and the scattered bodies in the storm were captured by it, those flying stumps, screaming skulls, dragging the intestines and falling torsos, like a flock of birds returning to the forest, pounced on the body surface of the giant beast, and the corpses that constituted the giant beast stretched out their mutilated hands one after another, dragging these birds that had strayed into the deadly cobwebs into the body of the giant beast.

The lich's headless body fell to the ground, turned around and staggered a few steps, the giant beast was not in a hurry to chase, just chewed a few times, and the lich fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken string, and the robe that had been pulling the wind also weathered into a cloud of black mist that quickly dissipated.

The beast lowered its head, picked up the headless skeleton tempered by negative energy, threw its head back, swallowed it in one gulp, and then the new hind limbs and tail supported the toppling body.

Then the dark vision, Wang Ming looked at the giant beast thoughtfully.

"I've finally found the resurrection button for my pet. ”

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Corpse Hounds, super-giant undead creatures, can only be artificially created and cannot be created naturally.

Undead Coercion: A supernatural ability that, within a certain range, coerces all living beings, making them fearful.

Profanity Robust: Supernatural abilities, channeling the circulation of negative energy in the body, the Corpse Hound is extremely strong and difficult to destroy.

Corpse Devour: A special ability, each time a corpse or undead creature is devoured, according to the target's attributes, it recovers a certain amount of damage, and has a certain chance to evolve a new ability.

Transform the Undead: A spell-like ability that transforms a certain number of living creatures into undead creatures controlled by the Corpse Hound, which is equivalent to the consumption of sixth-order spells, and if the Corpse Hound is willing, then it can directly incorporate the living creatures into its own body when transforming the undead.

Tear: A special ability that allows the Corpsehound to tear the target apart with a burst of negative energy when both claws hit an enemy at the same time.

Reaching out to close the arcane eye, the information from the main plane trembled twice, dissolving into the slightly bitter air of the underworld.

"Uh, this, I didn't think it was so cruel when I was making a fortune?"

In confusion, the creator of the giant beast said.

Lilith floated down from the giant beast and levitated in front of Wang Ming: "Although the underworld is an abandoned place, there is no shortage of miracles here, and the various mutations and evolutions of the undead are not uncommon, it may be that some kind of change occurred when it was teleported to the underworld, so its various abilities, especially the devouring ability, have evolved, right?"

Compared to the last time I saw this thing, the current corpse hound is more than twice as large, excluding the underworld's plane bonus to the undead, there is still a large gap.

Originally, when this thing was made, Wang Ming was limited by his mage level, and the corpse hound of the creation zào was severely shrunk in all aspects, including the total number of corpses that made up the body and the strength of the coercion.

But now it seems that the total number of corpses has increased several times, and all its attributes have been renewed. If it weren't for the psychic link sent by the corpse hound in the first place. Wang Ming didn't recognize this as the prosperity of the year.

Wangcai lay quietly on the ground in front of Wang Ming. Little by little, the jet-black blood in his body pooled into a trickle, flowing out of the cracks between the corpses, staining a large area of the ground black.

For the undead who have built up a negative energy circulation system, blood is of no use and will drag down the body's operation, so the first thing the body is built to eliminate these useless bodily fluids.

Some of the tissue begins to dissolve and turn into a viscous gelatin, which binds the loose parts together. The activated muscle fibers are mixed together in a disorderly manner, the necrotic neural network is entangled, and the negative energy is constantly swimming between the broken blood vessels that penetrate each other.

"Psychic Link, open. ”

"Identity authentication: 弶ào者控zhì者,Has the highest authority,Ninety-nine digit password confirmation completed,Logging in,Please ...... later"

"The order is complete, and the core memory begins to be retrieved, range: from entering the underworld to the present. Start searching for relevant information......"

Praise the arcane, praise the Necromancy. It is this thing called artificial intelligence invented by crazy necromancers, so that Wang Ming, a dead house in the 22nd century, can understand the complexity of the operation interface, the humanized interface, and the rows of simple and easy-to-understand instructions are presented to the operator without having to learn the relevant operation skills.

"There's no way, this kind of operation, as long as you've played games and watched sci-fi movies, you'll get it, right?"

The memory was retrieved little by little, highly compressed, and sent to Wang Ming's soul.

Then, Wang Ming knew what cruel things his pets had done in these days.

At first, after the corpse hound was exiled to the underworld, he first attacked a group of skeletons, built a small part of his body, and then snowballed all the way through, and it didn't take long to regain his original form.

Then, it found that its surroundings were not safe, and it had only been too weak to attract the attention of the powerful undead around it, but now as soon as it recovered, it was immediately besieged by many undead lords.

Whether it is a heads-up or a group fight, it is no match for the undead, and the corpse hound, whose intelligence is not too bad, has chosen to turn strategically.

"How could a genius like me allow his creation intelligence to be zero!"

That's what our "genius" said when we were making zuò.

I can only say that your intelligence is comparable......

On the way of the escape of the corpse hound, Wangcai was broken into pieces countless times, and then recovered from the corpse pile countless times, and then continued to escape, just in the process of constantly falling and getting up, part of the soul source program mutated, so it evolved.

"Corpse Hound Hyper Evolution - Battle Corpse Hound...... That's what it means?"

Well, you can understand it that way, but this principle is a chaotic reorganization of the mimic dark energy double helix structure chain, not a Digimon rex machine......

The strength of the corpse hound grew stronger and stronger, and finally occupied a small piece of territory, subdued all the low-level undead in the vicinity, and was ready to farm and dominate the world, when tragedy struck.

One day, a hellfire fell from the sky, and out of the burning pit, a lich crawled out.

The Lich has a lot of troublesome abilities, such as being better at ruling an army of the undead than a half-hung corpse hound.

Therefore, like the Celestial Empire before the founding of another plane, the lich representing the proletariat quickly drew the masses of the people into their camp.

Why is Wangcai capitalism?

Simply, according to my description, don't you think that Wangcai is a vicious capitalist who "peels his skin and cramps"? I mean it literally.

The lich will not have nothing to eat his men, the corpse hounds will, so instinct drives the undead who are not too deep to turn against them.

After discovering the small actions of this brainwashing master, Wangcai simply started a war with the lich.

However, the caster of the undead has long been rebelled, so there is no caster, there is a lack of long-range firepower, and the small number of corpse hound troops has been repeatedly frustrated, and if it is a few days late, maybe Wangcai will run away again.

"Wangcai had actually been killed just now, and he was temporarily resurrected with the help of a large number of corpses on the field, and then took advantage of the flaws revealed by the lich when Tolia was knocked away, so he was killed in one fell swoop...... Wow, worthy of my pet!"

Ignoring Wang Ming's superiority, Tolia held her sword and the holy light in her hand. is preparing to overtake the undead in front of him.

―――――――――――― suppose this [Return of the Dead] was thrown out by Toria. All the undead within a radius of a few hundred meters are all finished. The first to bear the brunt were the three main plane guys who were standing stupidly.

Paladins are born to be mortal enemies of the undead, and undead creatures violate humanity and disturb the rest of the dead, so paladins have always seen and beaten them once and again.

And because Tolia completely forgot that she was also an undead, so the deceased returned with peace of mind.

"If she thought we were undead, she would have killed us a long time ago and then committed suicide and finally ran to the Temple of Light to turn herself in, but now she has no consciousness of being an undead at all!"

Unable to open his eyes by the dazzling holy light, Wang Ming was thinking about the method of persuasion in his heart.

"It's moving with emotion, knowing with reason. Or is it just bluffing? It seems that there are many spells in the enchantment system that can help, such as dominating humans...... Now she's not human, she has a P. ”

After thinking about it, there was still no feasible way, although Toria's dispersion could not necessarily dispel even the weakest bone claws, but it still hurt to shine on the body.

Or would you like to be knocked unconscious with a stick?

Bang!

Maintaining the Statue of Liberty, Tolia slowly fell.

Retracting the almost invisible dagger, Lilith turned around and smiled helplessly: "Captain, let you see you smile." My sister has always been such a secondary two ......"

That's just a heavy natural stay, isn't it? Wang Ming is no longer able to complain.

"Speaking of which, you seem to be pretty good at sneak attacks. I've known you for so long, and I've never seen you move, and I don't even know what your profession is. ”

Indeed, all along, as soon as the fight started, Tolia rushed in front, and Wang Ming didn't observe the girl's movements very carefully, the only thing he knew was that once the enemy was too strong, then Tolia would hand over the sword to her left hand and let Lilith control it.

"Actually, I'm a wanderer. ”

It's not too amazing, after all, there is no normal person in the Knights of the Blue Moon.

The so-called loiterer,In fact, it's the basic profession of thieves and assassins.,Good at stealth.,Lockpicking.,Stuffy sticks.,Sneak attacks.,Arbitrage information.,Anyway, all kinds of shady things will be a little bit.。

Wang Ming asked puzzledly: "The underworld is still a wanderer......

Lilith looked at Wang Ming with disdain: "Without investigation, there is no right to speak." When people were in the underworld, who in the various halls didn't know the gray ghost Lilith! At that time, there were a lot of undead, and what battle didn't have thousands of people to cut each other? Every time I started fighting, I would sneak attack in the cracks of the people, and I could kill dozens of them in each battle. ”

Wang Ming asked stupidly, "Isn't a few dozen just a matter of a flame storm?"

The disdain on Lilith's face was bolded and underlined: "You're talking about the starting point mage." I really think that people are so easy to kill! Dozens of people stand in a row in front of you and let you cut them, and you have to cut them until you are soft, and you really have the magic fighting spirit to be able to kill 10,000 people at will? Be careful that others will kill you with a sea of people. ”

Thinking about it, his own Flame Storm has always relied on transcendent control to perform, and it originally consumed a lot of additional mana, and his mage rank is not high, so he can't last for a long time under the strength of one or the other, plus the stock of Alps will only throw four or five, and then he will be forced to fight hand-to-hand.

As for the vindictive...... Ahem, the weather is nice today.

If you upgrade to the ninth order, that is, the level of the scarlet moon, you may be able to wipe out a city with a wave of your hand, and you will be wiped out while talking and laughing.

"Therefore, the mage must not become a 10,000-person slash until the end, and the melee class ...... Stay where it's cool!"

After hearing this, Wang Ming had to re-examine his strength system, the original fighting spirit was practiced because of a moment of confusion, and as a result, a lot of energy was wasted to value skill points and talent points to learn, although it is very useful now, but the use in the future is really not too great.

Mages, they all take [strong and dusty] as the goal of their life's struggle.

This achievement can be completed in many ways, the most typical is a super-large-scale range spell, like the most famous skill of the starting point mage [Doomsday Judgment] is the best in this, low magic consumption, high damage, as long as you shout "Doomsday Judgment!" can be cast, there are no preconditions, as long as the IQ and moral value are lower than the average of ordinary people, you can learn.

The only requirement is that you must have a bloodline called pig's foot, and if you can get this legendary bloodline, then it's not just Doomsday. You can also have a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts without any impairment. The magic fighting qi, divine arts, spiritual energy, and ancient martial arts and king's overlord qi were all cultivated to perfection in an instant.

Of course. This is not without a price, after obtaining the pig's foot bloodline, you will vibrate randomly around the clock, for example, if you walk, you will have a slight shock on the tiger's body, a shock on the tiger's body, a big earthquake on the tiger's body, and a wild shock on the tiger's body......

Picking up Toria who was lying on the ground and placing her on the skeleton horse, Wang Ming drove the corpse hound towards its base camp.

The underworld is a world dominated by death, silence is the main theme here, and the bitter wind flows silently. Driven by the heavy clouds of lead gray, no matter how good the mood is, it will be polluted by this heavy atmosphere.

Luckily, the undead are never in a good mood.

The base camp of the corpse hounds is located on a piece of high ground, surrounded by a ring of cliffs except for a ramp, which can be said to be easy to defend and difficult to attack.

There is only one negative energy blowout point in the base camp, and as a high-level undead, it may take hundreds of years to recover injuries and energy consumption by relying on the moonlight of the underworld, because compared to the small puddle of soul capacity of low-level undead. The high-level undead are nothing more than a surging river, and their consumption cannot be supported by free negative energy alone.

The negative energy blowout point is their first choice for replenishment. The blowout point will gush out a much richer amount of negative energy than the surrounding area, which is precious food for the undead.

Wangcai's men were all lost in that battle, and now there are only a few small skeletons left on the high ground, but there is nothing important here, so there is no need to stay, anyway, the negative energy blowout point is difficult to move.

The ground on the high ground was relatively soft, Wang Ming squatted down thoughtfully, picked up a handful of soil, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and then let it slide.

"Well, it's very suitable for drawing the ground of the magic array, and the negative energy conductivity is very high. ”

Lilith guessed Wang Ming's thoughts and ordered the corpse hounds and the skeletons to walk away from Wang Ming.

Wang Ming grabbed a handful in the void in front of him, and a bone staff appeared in his hand, it was an Alpine that had changed its shape, in fact, it was no different from the original form, the only difference was that the style was very in line with the atmosphere of the underworld.

The upper end of the Alps was curled like a question mark, and several tattered tassels hung from it, and the tassels soaked in dark energy had long since lost their original color, and they were the same color as the lead cloud, and they were as whisked as the lead cloud.

Wang Ming thrust the staff into the ground fiercely, and a rich black ribbon sprang out from the negative energy blowout point in the distance, which was linked to the staff and spread all the way down the pale trunk of the staff.

Under the caster's intentional control, the negative energy quickly reached the place where the staff and the ground were in contact, twisting and wriggling outward, outlining strange symbols and drawing lines to connect them with each other.

"This and this...... What should I do next, hell, I looked like I fell asleep in that lesson......"

Just as Wang Ming was scratching his ears and cheeks, Lilith floated over, and her slender hand commanded two movements, and the formation that had fallen into a dead loop began a new round of proliferation.

Lilith covered her forehead: "Fortunately, you must learn a little bit of circle construction to use magic devices, otherwise you will really be killed, and the twelve o'clock direction must draw symbols first and then lay lines, don't you even know this?"

Wang Ming replied embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, the teacher didn't explain it clearly in that class......

The twilight front, heated by the sun to an altitude of fifty degrees.

A huge red dragon trembling with hundreds of gargoyles suddenly sneezed, and tongues of fire burst out of its nostrils, spraying a nearby gargoyle leader into shards.

Crimson Moon stretched out her claws and scratched the tip of her nose as she continued to charge towards the gargoyle cluster in the distance.

After the magic array was completed, Wang Ming injected the magic power of activation, and as for the remaining required energy, it was all provided by the blowout point.

The magic array is all this virtue, and the magic consumption is so great that it will die, if it really needs the mage to supply energy, Wang Ming will be squeezed dry within three seconds.

"Startup, initial bootloader running ......"

"Energy supply confirmed, 11% negative energy supply ...... consumed"

"The system is being self-tested, please ...... later. The self-test is completed and the first test run begins...... The trial run is complete, please enter the command ......"

This magic array written by Wang Ming himself is far less comfortable than the operation interface of the corpse hound, but after all, it was written by himself, and the various functions are still very clear.

"Arcane Amplification!Psychic Link, send a number of jù to the main plane, targeting ...... No, Xinglian is lying in the nest, so let's call the eldest sister!"

The magic array began to operate in a low humming sound, sending the spirit wave to the main plane, because he knew that the person he was looking for was in Rainbow City, so the spirit wave only covered a small area around Rainbow City.

As long as she has established a psychic connection with the target, Wang Ming can identify the other party's psychic band, the band of the star ripple is unusually stable, and the spiritual wave poke on her soul has no response at all, and it seems that she is still asleep.

Around Xinglian, Wang Ming found the band of the moon cherry, and according to the measurement, the two were less than ten centimeters apart.

"Uh, what are they doing so close......"

The link application was sent to Tsukizakura, and was rejected by Tsukizakura almost within a second, and then there was no response at all.

It is estimated that Yueying is still sulking, and Wang Ming turned the signal elsewhere with interest.

[Link established, start two-way transmission number]

Mia: "Sister Cangyang, are you there?"

Cangyang: "Yes." ”

Mia: "Have you had dinner?"

Cangyang: "If you like to use this kind of cross-dimensional plane to talk to me about inconsequential things at the risk of being swept away by the temporal storm, then please continue. ”

Mia: "Uh, well, down to business, I haven't found the location of the Temple of Death yet, but I've found the undead pet from a long time ago. ”

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A crystal fell from the gap in the space above the circle and fell to the ground, most of which was submerged in the floating earth, while the remaining tip reflected a turquoise glow, and even if it was buried in the earth, it was still dazzling.

The communication was interrupted, and as a final result of listening to the report, Cangyang sent down the magic crystal that stored the relevant information.

"The work of the three of us didn't attract the attention of the people above at all, did we!

Wang Ming roared in disappointment.

"Stupid stupid stupid, who do you think is left above? The eldest sister has to take care of the sick number, and Sister Cangyang has to study the way to restore the two of them, didn't my sister and I come down with you? Who else is left above!"

Wang Ming was stunned, and it took a long time to react: "Okay, I'm arrogant......"

Toria was woken up, got up from the ground, and after seeing the surrounding scene clearly, she immediately drew her sword and pointed it at the corpse hound: "Rest in peace, undead!"

Wang Ming took Toria's sword lightly: "Respected knight, please consider that we are in a good situation?"

Puzzled, Toria asked, "Aren't we being attacked by this undead?"

Wang Ming & Tolia: "......"

Temple of the Dead.

The feather phoenix spread its wings and floated down from mid-air, clutching a flower from the other side in its hand.

"Lord Death, even if no one checks here, the greening work must be done well, but it seems that there is only Manju Sawa in the whole mountain range, which will affect our work mood. ”

Ignoring Feather's complaints, the boy turned to look directly at a large field of turquoise vines in the distance with his blank eyes.

Looking at the corpse eater vines that were crawling on the corpse, Yu Huang knew that he shouldn't say anything to this San Wu at all.

"......?" Noticing the strangeness of the feather phoenix, the Grim Reaper looked at the hollowness of the feather phoenix, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Is appearance really that important?

Yu Huang emphasized: "Of course, appearance is very important!"

The boy tilted his head in confusion.

"For example, an adult is a good girl, but she wears a boring black robe all day long. You have to dress up well, for example, this year's gothic dress is trending......"

The boy, ah no, the girl lowered her head and pressed her hand on her flat chest, her expressionless face showing a hint of loss.

Seeing this scene, Yu Huang's mood also plummeted.

"Poor...... Poor milk really has no human rights......"

―――――――――――― (To be continued......)