Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Candle in the Wind

"Oh! That's OK! ”

"Don't be so excited, it's like I'm going to kill this whole city!"

Yin Ming's face was flat, looking at the army of white bones that was rushing towards him.

For obscurantist skeletons who can't use witchcraft, only contact can transmit soul fire, try to create a big movement, and completely empty the surrounding white bone skeletons.

Find another hidden place to get up, wait for dawn, and leave the white moon.

"Isn't it? They will all die from the soul fire you unleashed. ”

Ember Spark flickered and asked rhetorically.

The fire of the soul spreads, the water cannot be extinguished, and the earth cannot be extinguished.

The overwhelming skeletons serve as soul fire carriers, and this scene makes people shudder just thinking about it.

"Don't say that I'm a great sin, although I'm not a good person, I'm not a bad person."

Without touching his own interests, it is difficult for Yin Ming to hold a grudge against a certain person.

Participating in the battle of cultivation is indispensable to fighting each other, and if you are allowed to kill others, you have to allow others to kill you, and emotions are actually not of much value.

Ember: "......"

Arson to bury friendly soldiers, even in the era of tribal wars, this kind of behavior has to be scolded as a butcher, this is not a villain?

"I've just turned a brutal, bloody, and protracted frontal war into a relatively fun game of hide-and-seek, but the cost of losing the game is my life."

Morality is based on the premise of protecting interests, and the difference between setting fire and not setting fire is only that these people die from skeletons, or die from the soul fire he releases.

Coincidentally, Yin Ming didn't care about this.

Ember was silent for a moment, still a little unbearable: "Having said that, but in case you can hold it!" Most people can ......"

Yin Ming didn't shake his head: "I don't believe in miracles!" Since it is up to me to make the choice, it is naturally based on my judgment. ”

“……”

Suddenly!

A short-haired 1-ring warlock with brown hair, assigning defensive tasks like a strong man.

Pointing to the ruins of a completely collapsed city wall, he said sharply to Yin Ming: "Ling! That is, you go and defend that wall, and don't let any of the skeletons cross the line. ”

Yin Ming turned his head and took a look!

This section of the city wall is right in the middle line of the skeleton army, which is especially suitable for short-handed encounters and fishing in troubled waters.

But putting the wizard in the range of head-to-head confrontation is a rare combat unit, what is the difference between this and giving away a human head?

"Good!

Yin Ming was not annoyed.

He didn't release the aura of a 1-ring wizard, and smiled slightly and happily went to the garrison.

The location, just right for him, was a great place to set fires.

"If you go to death, you can still laugh? I'm afraid it wasn't the experiment that broke my brain. ”

The brown-haired warlock shook his head, ignoring the madman, and continued to grab people to fill the gaps in the defenses, as long as he was in the position, he was not afraid to not help.

"Click......"

The joints of the white bone skeleton collided with each other, making a piercing sound.

The rotten bones became as white as jade under the nourishment of the moonlight, and the surface of the bones was shrouded in a layer of black death, which had a certain defensive effect on witchcraft.

Fortunately, the white bone skeleton had just recovered, and the dead qi shrouded in its body was extremely thin, and it could not form an effective and comprehensive defense.

"Ring 0: Ring of Red Flames."

Yin Ming quickly sketched the witchcraft runes.

The flames hit a leopard-shaped white skeleton in the front row.

In an instant, the scorching flames exploded like a silver bottle, burning the leopard-shaped white skeleton to ashes. Before the sputtering flames could spread, they were completely annihilated by the black dead qi around them.

The army of skeletons is connected with each other's breath, and facing the wave of skeleton army is not as simple as facing countless individual skeletons.

"Ring 1: Golden Light Mantra."

The white skeletons quickly rushed forward.

Yin Ming's demon core was faintly glazed, and a white flame shrouded his body.

A humanoid white bone skeleton had ghostly fire in its eye sockets, grabbing towards Yin Ming's bright eyes.

As soon as the bone claw touched the white fireworks, it was like hitting an iron plate, and at the same time, the body seemed to drain the soul, instantly losing support, turning into countless white bone parts scattered.

One, two, three .......

With a deep resentment towards living beings, the white bone skeleton is fearless in life and death.

"Click......"

The 0-ring warlock's body is half-beast, and he fights with the surging white bone skeletons.

The strength was dominant, and the white bone skeletons fell, and they were instantly replenished by more skeletons.

Too much!

Thousands of years have accumulated a large number of bones.

Even if most of them are decayed and fossilized, the rest is still astronomical.

Surrounded the entire city of Hurricanes, there is no border in sight.

"These skeletons...... There is still a lot of wisdom?! ”

The old wizard's eyes froze, and he noticed that some intelligent white bone skeletons did not charge forward.

Entrenched around the battlefield, absorbing the dead qi condensed by the dead skeletons, accelerating its own evolution, its body exuding a silver brilliance.

These weren't resuscitated bones, they were all moon-gazing, corroded skeletons.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly!

A deafening explosion kicked up puffs of smoke, and the light of the fire illuminated the night as if it were day.

The white bone skeleton with a radius of five hundred meters was affected by the explosion, countless broken bones and stumps were scattered, and only a few high-grade skeletons of flowing silver bone were left at the center of the explosion.

“……”

The power of the alchemy bomb is not concentrated enough, and it is not as lethal as 1 ring of witchcraft.

However, the explosion has a wide range, which is perfect for dealing with these low-level skeletons, and the disadvantage is that it also causes a lot of movement.

A 1-ring wizard frowned and stared at the people around the explosion: "Who?" Whoever used the alchemy bomb, I didn't know that the explosion would attract more skeletons. ”

One of the 1-ring sorcerers shouted angrily, "What's the point of killing these low-level skeletons? Can you finish killing? Our aim is to hold out until dawn! ”

"It's too late to say anything! Before you die, remember to burn your bones and don't become a member of the skeleton. ”

"My magic power can also condense the Red Flame Ring, if anyone needs to be cremated in advance, I will give him an extra one for free."

"Find the guy who threw the bomb, and I'm going to kill him before I die!"

The skeletons that originally besieged the mortal town, the skeletons of the Lansiya Forest, formed a torrent of bones and converged towards the Hurricane City.

The white bone skeletons gathered more and more, and the bones of extraordinary demonic beasts appeared in the sea of skeletons and turned into powerful skeletons, and there were more skeletons whose bones were completely transformed into quicksilver, and they had the strength of no weaker than 1 ring.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

Powerful wizards and warlocks, in the face of endless skeletons, do not care about the size of the movement, and begin to use witchcraft unscrupulously.

Endless thunder turned into spears and slanted down, lava flames spread, piles of white bones nearly submerged the city, and the rich black dead air condensed into a thick black cloud, vowing to crush the hurricane city completely.

"Who said - I can't finish killing?"

Yin Ming was trapped in the endless sea of skeletons.

Knowing the wonders of the sea and the quiet lake, a crystal clear lotus blooms.

A transparent flame the size of a bean cube appeared on the fingertips, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

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