Chapter 63: The Prison Robbery (2)

When I entered, it was Master Dardanelle.

When it came out, it was Hue Glare.

With his golden hair fluttering and a fierce murderous aura condensed in his eyes, Xiu Yi carried a bloody long sword and walked down the small building step by step, and several guards strewn the stairs.

In the carriage downstairs, two people came out, it was Lilith and Eagle.

Now Lilith is no longer the aristocratic lady who wears an aristocratic dress and cinches her waist in pain. Dressed in a military uniform, she no longer hides her elf-like long ears, and her leather suit is full of flying knives. Behind her was the emerald green longbow she was accustomed to, with an arrow box under her waist, and the body of the arrow was engraved with fine spell patterns, shining with an eerie light.

Eagle Ashlyn, the old necromancer, has also changed from the image of a frail old man. He wore a wizard's cloak and held a bone-band of undead that Xiu had made for him, a swarthy look that was made of the most precious materials and had the added effect of necromancy. In his left hand, he still held a peculiar skull, and on his thin and shriveled old face, a pair of deeply sunken eye sockets shimmered with turquoise phosphorescence like a glowing fire in a cemetery at night.

The driver was Buckler, and when he took off his coat for camouflage, he put on his flaming red cape, revealing a strong, stubby of muscle. Except for a heavy sword, there was nothing else.

Samurai only need a sword, which is the insistence of every high-ranking samurai.

"It's finished?" Buckler asked in a deep voice.

Xiu Yi nodded coldly: "That's not difficult. ”

Buckler quickly took out the crystal ball: "Layer, bring all the brothers to prepare, once the magic shield is raised, kill the outer gate guards immediately." The Dardanelles have been completely exposed in this prison, killing everyone. ”

"Understood. On the crystal ball, Leleesa's murderous face flashed.

"Eagle, you go to the safe zone on the left, and be careful that there are two rank 6 warriors inside. Huey said quickly.

"The stronger, the better. The old necromancer replied.

If the alchemist is the most powerful when prepared, then the magician is secondary.

A mage kills, is prepared to fight unprepared, and can destroy ten times as many powerful enemies as himself.

"Lilith, keep an eye on the sentries on the other side of the tower, block the passage to here, be careful, your duty is to hold them back, wait for Eagle to come and help you, and I'll send the blazing bird to assist you." Xiui continued to give orders.

Despite the fact that he had already explained it before the mission was deployed, Xiu Yi solemnly told Lilith again.

Then he looked at Buckler.

The seventh-level ocean warrior jumped into the carriage and said coldly, "Leave the trap area to me." ”

Xiu Yi nodded: "Asahi, you go to the Warcraft area." ”

"Yes Father. In a puff of green smoke, the little guy suddenly appeared and replied in a milky voice.

Everyone had left, and Huey returned to the building.

The reason why he wanted to kill the warden first was because in addition to being the warden's office, it was also the control center of the prison.

Coming to the control center of the prison magic cover, Xiu Yi silently counted the time and pressed the activation button.

"Boom!"

A huge magic energy shield rose over the entire Spark prison, and forty-two magic towers shouted in shock at the same time: "What's going on? What's going on? Why is the magic shield rising?"

The magic cover of Spark Prison is mainly used to isolate and block it. It can both prevent attacks from external enemies, strong thrusts from internal cells, and can even block the transmission of magical energy.

Once raised, the magic shield will not disappear for a day unless the control hub is turned off, or the orbs on the forty-two magic towers are destroyed. This time is enough time for Spark Prison to bring in reinforcements.

However, no one expected that someone would use this facility to control the entire Spark Prison in turn, preventing anyone here from escaping.

From the moment the plan of action was formulated, Xiui had adhered to the most brutal principle of warfare: kill all enemies and leave no one behind.

This was not a robbery, but a massacre......

"Ahh

Safe Zone.

This is where the battle begins first.

When the old necromancer arrived, the sentries who were resting on duty were still asleep. They are the next shift guard and will start their work after midnight.

This time, however, there was no need for a change of guard.

"Endless darkness from hell...... Hide the light...... I swear to you with my blood...... Give my enemies eternal imprisonment with my resentment!" the old necromancer recited a long and strange series of incantations in a trembling voice.

Level 5 Necromancy, Prison of Sorrows.

"O evil Lord of the Undead, I offer you endless giveaways in exchange for your power......"

Level 4 necromancy, flesh stripping.

"The power of the dead is eternal, allowing life and death to transform between natural reincarnation......"

Level 3 Necromancy, Undead Transformation.

After the old necromancer cast three necromancy spells in a row, his whole complexion seemed to have become a little darker again, and his sunken eye sockets became more and more hideous, showing a turquoise fierce light.

Necromancy is arguably the most powerful of all magic systems. It is characterized by being vicious and weird, difficult to guard against, and the more you fight, the stronger it becomes, in the competition of spells of the same level, purely in terms of power, the power of undead spells is second only to fire spells, water thunder branch spells, dark spells and space spells. However, necromancy also has the characteristics of fast casting speed and low demon consumption, and its biggest disadvantage is that the use of necromancy will deplete people's essence.

That's why necromancers who practice to the end will always make themselves not like people and ghosts.

With the chanting of the old mage's incantation, the sky in this area turned gloomy and gray, as if time and space were changing in an instant, and people were suddenly transported to a distant battlefield.

A thick aura of the undead permeated the surroundings, and the eerie waves of death flooded the land like a tidal wave, completely enveloping the sentinel's dwelling.

Flesh stripping makes these undead fogs have a strong corrosiveness, which can erode every shrouded life, the prison of grief makes people lost in the space like a graveyard of the undead, difficult to escape, and the undead transformation directly converts every slain life into the existence of the undead form, waiting for the command of the caster.

The spells of any system never lie in the level of the level, but in the ingenuity of the use.

And at this moment, the sentinel, which originally existed as a reserve attack force in the prison, was turned into his own usable power by the necromancy for the first time.

Mournful wails came from the fog, and figures were everywhere. The prison of grief had made them lose sight, unable to discern their direction, and the pain of their flesh and blood was so painful that they felt as if they had fallen to the bottom of hell, and let out a terrible and terrible howl.

In the grim fog of death, the two figures suddenly bloomed with a strong fighting light. The light of the vindictive spirit was so strong that it temporarily dispelled the fog of the prison of sorrow.

Burning fighting energy, the samurai's special ability, in exchange for a temporary increase in ability at a huge sacrifice, the damage inflicted on oneself afterwards is almost permanent and extremely difficult to recover.

As the light of the fighting spirit rose, a figure shouted, "I see him, the necromancer is there!"

"Kill him!" shouted another.

The two figures drew two lightning arcs in the mist, shooting towards the old necromancer.

At the moment when they rushed out of the prison of grief, they could even clearly see that the flesh and blood on the faces of the two warriors had been eroded by the poisonous mist, and huge blood blisters were emerging.

These blood bubbles were constantly beating, and when the canopy burst, it would explode large swaths of blood and flesh.

One of the samurai's eyes was burst, and his entire face seemed to have been doused with oil, which was extremely terrifying.

The other samurai's right hand had been eroded to the point of flesh and bones. However, this bony hand, which was as rugged as a chicken's claw, gripped the long sword in his hand and refused to relax.

The nerves of the samurai are tough, the strains of the samurai are swift, and the will of the samurai is strong.

Even in the first surprise attack, these prison guard warriors still reacted correctly at the first time and fought back with all their strength, even if they knew that they would not survive tomorrow after being struck by this poisonous spell, they still had to do their best to destroy the enemy.

That was the first thing every samurai received when they were trained: tenacity is the foundation of a samurai, and at any time, even at the last minute, never give up.

Seeing the two sixth-level warriors rushing towards him menacingly, Eagle sighed helplessly.

If a samurai ignites life and destroys the will to fight with his strong physique and absolute fighting spirit, then the necromancer is a good hand at hiding in the shadows to attack the enemy.

In the case of a similar level, no one has ever been able to win the game after falling into the secret calculation of the necromancer, especially the sixth-level samurai is not stronger than the fifth-level mage in terms of level.

Eagle held the sky in his hands, and the bone staff was held high:

"The gift of the Lord of Death, giving me the power to destroy all beings......"

With the incantation moving, a huge scythe appeared in the void. What is strange is that on the handle of the scythe there is a large white bone hand that seems to be shrouded in a dense atmosphere.

Level 5 Necromancy, Death's Scythe.

Iger's left hand swiped a semicircle slightly, and the Death Scythe with a strong aura of death actually slashed a spatial crack in the air.

The two slammed warriors were forced to dodge to the sides, but how could the scythe, which could even cut through space, allow them to easily bypass it.

With the movement of Iger's gesture, the scythe also drew a semicircle in the air, and two fierce arcs of sword light quickly struck the two samurai.

The light of the knife pierced through their chests, piercing a gaping hole in their chests.

Surprisingly, there was not a single trace of blood coming out of the wounded samurai's body.

The blood is lost directly in the turbulence of time and space.

The void scythe in the air faded into a blood-red glow, leaving only two samurai staring at the hole in their chests in amazement.

Their bodies still exist, but their lives have been harvested by the scythe.

Large swaths of flesh were stripped from the body, and life was gone.

After just a few minutes, the two samurai who had broken out of the prison of grief were only skeletons, but they still had swords in their hands.

The old necromancer sighed slightly, walked over slowly, nodded at each of the two skeletons' skulls, and whispered:

"In the name of the Lord of the Dead, grant you immortal power. ”

Two points of ghostly light flashed, and with the implantation of the power of the revenant, a faint blue flame flashed in the eye sockets of the two skeletons.

They knelt down at Eagle Eagle.