"Do you think that only you undead can have an immortal body?" Makarov said disdainfully, "as long as there is a corpse left, my Abyssal Abomination can be restored to its original state." ”

"In that case, let's kill you, the spellcaster, first. ”

Zhao Nan understood, he simply left the abyss abomination that could not be killed, and rushed towards Makarov, who was the spellcaster.

"Do you think you can get close to me?" Makarov let out a sneer from under the black cloak.

Zhao Nan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he was confident, but Zhao Nan quickly understood, because there was a sudden gust of wind in the sky, Zhao Nan looked up, and a sharp double-sided giant axe slashed straight down.

The attacker was Haman.

Seeing that the giant axe was about to split Zhao Nan in half, Zhao Nan's reaction was also very fast, and he raised his hand and directly grabbed the holy sword - humbly picked it up.

"Sonorous", accompanied by a sound that seemed to be a metal knock, the two collided together. Then, something happened that made everyone fall through the glasses, and Zhao Nan on this side actually didn't take a step back, and held Haman's giant axe with one hand.

"You are really not simple, and I have made the right decision to do so. Haman said lightly with the giant axe in hand.

"Are you going to fight three against one?" Zhao Nan said with a smile holding his sword and holding a giant axe.

"It's not three to one, it's four to one. Behind Haman, another voice suddenly sounded, and a huge red demon shadow rose from nowhere, and Pisden, who had become a demon, threw a punch at the defenseless Zhao Nan.

Zhao Nan was not prepared at all because he was holding Haman's giant axe, and he was suddenly blown away by Pisden's fist and crashed into a nearby house.

"Nan......" Pottenia couldn't help but cried out.

"Let's go help. Joan of Arc said, took the lead in popping out the white wings behind his back, and rushed towards the abyssal abomination that intended to attack Zhao Nan. At the same time, he raised the silver sword in his hand.

"Heavenly Sword Technique?"

A silver sword qi shot out with a bang, slashing at the back of the abomination, and the terrifying power almost tore its back apart, but the abomination composed of corpses was not afraid of this injury at all, and still ran towards Zhao Nan in the rubble with great strides, like a bulldozer.

Zhao Nan propped up his body with his sword, his gaze crossed the abomination, and fell directly on Makarov's body, "There's no point in attacking this big guy, you must kill that Capricorn Demon General." ”

Thereupon. Zhao Nan silently recited the phantom clone, and asked one of them to use a clone to lure away the abomination without intelligence, this method is very good, the abomination has no judgment at all to judge the authenticity of the doppelganger, and ran away in the direction where the clone left with a loud roar.

"Then there is one less enemy. Zhao Nan grinned. The main body and the other four doppelgangers rushed towards Makarov and said to Joan of Arc in the sky, "Go and stop Haman in Taurus." ”

Joan of Arc answered. Immediately took the initiative to stop in front of Haman, who was intent on supporting Makarov.

"Get out of the way. Haman's face sank. A crimson fighting aura came out of his body.

"Don't want to take a step forward. Joan of Arc was also not to be outdone, and the silver holy qi was constantly puffing out.

Without hindrance, Zhao Nan soon came to Makarov's face, he seemed to be a pure mage's profession, and when he saw Zhao Nan approaching, he suddenly panicked.

That's when it happened. Pisden stood in front of Zhao Nan and shouted, "Don't forget that I'm here, uncle." ”

"Which green onion are you?" Zhao Nan sneered, and the four doppelgangers around him were directly entangled in Pisden. And the main body directly bypassed him and stabbed Makarov with a sword.

Burst!

The greatsword sliced through Makarov's black cloak, and he let out a scream and fell to the ground.

"What is this?" Zhao Nan couldn't help but cry out when he saw Makarov's true face under the cloak, "What kind of monster is this?"

I saw that Makarov's true face was actually a monster shaped like a skeleton, his whole body skin was pale and bloodless, clinging to the bones, looking like a skeleton. What's even more terrifying is that his face is not good meat at all, the skin and muscles are highly rotten, there are no eyeballs, Zhao Nan can still see maggots crawling out of it from this distance.

"I'm not a monster, I'm the great undead lich. Seeing that his cloak was blown off, Makarov became calm.

"Lich?" Zhao Nan looked at him and found that the image was quite similar to some kind of undead monster in the legend.

Lichs are magicians who use magic to achieve immortality, they use dark magic and necromancy to transform into undead creatures, and store their souls in magic weapons, so the only way to destroy the lich is to destroy the magic weapon that stores their souls, and in other cases, the lich can create a new physical resurrection.

However, because the body is made of corpses, the lich's flesh is very weak, contrary to its extremely sharp magic.

"You're in front of me now, what other means can you use it?" Zhao Nan raised a sword in his hand and said with a smile, a weak lich was really nothing to fear, no wonder Harman and Pisden were desperately protecting him.

"Boy, even if you kill me, I'm immortal...... Besides, I don't think it would do you any good to be close to me now. Makarov smiled with a smirk.

What?

Zhao Nan was stunned for a moment, and when the sword in his hand was about to be chopped down, his body suddenly stiffened and slowed down.

This is?

System: You step into the Wall of the Damned, reducing your speed by 200% for 15 seconds.

System: You step into the Wall of the Damned, reducing Physical Defense and Magic Resistance by 100% for 15 seconds.

Two system prompts in a row, Zhao Nan suddenly found that a green halo appeared under Makarov's feet, and the diameter of this aura was only about 2 meters, and the range was not large, but for Zhao Nan who was standing in front of Makarov, the range of this aura happened to be under his feet.

"Do you think that as a lich, I won't even be prepared?" Makarov's face flashed a sinister smile, and his thin hand was placed on Zhao Nan's heart, and he said, "Let me send you to hell now." ”

Poof.

Makarov's five fingers popped out like sharp blades, passed through Zhao Nan's chest, and pulled out the heart that was still dripping with blood inside.

"If the undead don't have a heart, I'm afraid they will die, right?" Like throwing away a piece of garbage, Makarov threw Zhao Nan's heart to the ground. Then he stretched out a rotten tongue, which was only half cut off, and licked the blood from his paw.

"Is that all?"

Suddenly, Makarov's licking of blood stopped, because Zhao Nan's voice still sounded in his ears, and his tone was very flat, without even the slightest wave.

Makarov raised his head, and sure enough, he saw that Zhao Nan was very calm and smiled at him, "I thought you had any other means, so that's it?"

I saw that Makarov's heart-digging claw just now only reduced Zhao Nan's blood volume by a few thousand points, and it didn't cause deep damage at all. The player's health can be expressed in stats. The damage judgment is also a manifestation of the poor defense and the enemy's attack power, so even if Makarov twists his head off, Zhao Nan's deducted health will not be too much.

The wound has recovered under the correction of the system, and there is not even a trace of it.

"How is it possible? Even if you don't die, it is logically impossible to survive if your heart is taken out?" Makarov grimaced.

"That's because you've seen too few undead. Lao Tzu is the real immortal. Zhao Nan grinned, and a green flame suddenly appeared on his shoulder and feet.

Skill: Instantaneous? Phantom

When the Phantom is activated. Zhao Nan's spiritual attributes began to burn. and transform into an Agility attribute.

The agility stat has increased dramatically, and even Makarov's Wall of Damnation effect has been greatly reduced.

The sound of brushing sounded, Zhao Nan's big sword swung violently, and instantly slashed out more than a dozen swords, and the sword light was connected, easily cutting Makarov's body into more than a dozen pieces-

12074-13028，-12839......

More than a dozen damage values were golden, easily slashing off his close to 200,000 damage. However, although Makarov's body was cut like this, he still has a lot of health. The shattered body immediately turned into a puddle of pus and blood, melted into the ground and disappeared.

Then, one of the abominable corpses scattered around the vicinity squirmed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a new Makarov again.

"It's disgusting. Zhao Nan glanced at him, and then said.

After Makarov reorganized his body, he immediately grabbed his bare skull and shouted: "It hurts me to death, the pain of my body being cut to pieces is so strong that it hurts my soul......"

Makarov raised his head and stared at Zhao Nan deadly, and said coldly: "Boy, I want you to try this kind of pain too." ”

"I think you're going to be disappointed, brother won't feel pain. Zhao Nan replied easily.

"Really?"

Makarov was clearly not convinced, and he suddenly exhaled deeply, inhaling, and a stream of air visible to the naked eye was inhaled into his mouth.

Seeing this, Haman, who was still fighting in the distance, shouted with a slightly solemn expression: "Makarov, what do you want to do? ”

"Oh no, it's a soul scream!?" Entangled with the four phantom clones, Pisden's face changed even more, and he couldn't even care about the attacks of the four phantom clones, and directly covered his ears.

Makarov didn't pay any attention to what they were saying, and he inhaled as hard as he could, his shriveled stomach swelling into a balloon.

"Ahh......h

As Makarov slammed his throat open and hissed, a wave of sound spread around him, and at this moment, Haman's face finally changed, and he instantly got rid of Joan of Arc's entanglement, and gave Mo Chan a magical barrier. As for Pisden, who was much weaker, he was not so lucky, although his ears were plugged, the sound seemed to penetrate the depths of his soul, and a pain arose from the depths of his heart, and in less than a few breaths, Pisden couldn't help but let out a terrible scream.

By the time the sound was over, Pisden had fainted on the ground, and Harman had an ugly face. But the strange thing is that Zhao Nan, who is Makarov's main target, has nothing to do, not only him, but also Poznia and Joan of Arc are also unscathed. (To be continued......)