Chapter 166 Poor Alexander

"Oh oh..."

Mrs. Yerris, who was pieced together like building blocks, was the first to let out a long roar after resurrection. Her eyes were red and there was no trace of emotion. The death just now had probably completely wiped out her consciousness.

At that time, she was already a completely undead creature that was hostile to all living things.

"Whoosh..."

I dodged to the side vigilantly, and then kicked back hard with both feet. Unfortunately, the body was still in mid-air. Mrs. Yerris... no, it should be called an evil corpse now, and its figure had suddenly approached.

, raised his hands high in the air, and hit my chest like a heavy hammer.

After Kasha's devilish training, I quickly reacted from my surprise. I subconsciously took advantage of it and raised my fist. With my chest exposed, I slammed my clenched right paw towards the opponent with a cold whistling sound.

The attacks fell on him almost at the same time. From the perspective of a third party, only two blurry black figures were seen contacting each other rapidly in mid-air, and then suddenly separated.

It’s day...!

Needless to say, the one who suffered the loss was naturally me who was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength. After the evil corpse fell to the ground, it just took a few steps back. Poor me, I kept grazing the ground, with the claws of my feet tightly clasped on the ground.

The ground slid past several deep scratches that were several meters long before it stabilized, and my chest felt even tighter.

As expected, dodging is of no use. Not only does the Paladin's attack have a terrifying burst speed, but it also has a tracking effect. Unless it is faster than it, I can't think of any way to get out of its attack range. Is it really impossible?

Can the solution be broken?

The evil corpse did not continue to pursue me. The ghost wolves and poisonous flower vines that followed quickly entangled it. Without Mrs. Yeris's consciousness to control it, it naturally would not bite me and not let go in the face of their provocation.

. Its attention was quickly attracted, and the two sides started a fierce confrontation. The scene was very fierce. From the outside, Xiaoxue and the poisonous flower vine had the absolute upper hand, but if the evil corpse was not dealt with,

With cheating tactics constantly resurrected, it’s only a matter of time before they run away.

When the evil corpse was on the verge of collapse, I had an idea and immediately ordered them to suspend the attack. I put on the scepter in my hand. The third-level holy light bullet turned into a white meteor and shot towards the evil corpse. The milky white light ball just touched the opponent.

, it emits a dazzling light, and the blackened skeleton "squeaks", as if boiling water is poured on the red steel. Waves of strong and evil black gas are emitted from it, not to be outdone with the milky white.

The holy light was in a stalemate, and finally the two dissipated with a "collision", and the body of the evil corpse exploded again.

Ha...it should work this time...

Before I could finish my joy, the broken bones on the ground began to squirm again. The black air that seemed a little lighter than before was putting these disgusting broken bones together again.

"..."

It seems that the holy light bullet did not completely purify the evil corpse, but only weakened it a little. At this speed, how many times will it take to completely kill it? I let out a long, depressed sigh.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Just when I was worried, a deafening continuous explosion suddenly came from behind. The entire underground hall shook violently. It was like standing on a high-speed vibrating engine. I couldn't even stand upright. The floor seemed to be forcibly shaken by some force.

Like tearing, huge ravines quickly opened up. Countless large and small gravels, mixed with choking dust, fell from the ceiling. The entire hall was filled with dust and mist, making it look like the end of the world.

.

After a while, the vibrations gradually stopped, and the hall was still filled with blinding dust. The next moment, it was like a prelude to an explosion. The air suddenly solidified, as if even time had stopped. An aura so strong that it made people unable to breathe erupted from me. Behind him - the center of the hall erupted. The murderous aura that can only be unleashed by killing tens of thousands of people, the fighting spirit that can only be tempered after thousands of battles, and the majesty unique to those in superior positions, blended together to form a powerful force. The most massive and terrifying aura I have ever felt. Even in Kasha, I have never seen such a powerful aura.

A skeleton figure appeared in the middle of the dusty hall. The black eye sockets were inlaid with two dots of green light. The green bones exuded a cold and sinister aura, and the endless aura was emanating from it. come out.

Alexander Erqiton, the commander of the Second Army of the Holy Light Crusade, a legendary warrior, has experienced thousands of large and small wars in his life, and has destroyed eleven countries, large and small, with his own hands, and the sword in his hand is even more sticky. The blood of countless people has transformed him from a commoner to a legion commander who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. He is a civilian hero who is praised and imitated by many passionate young people. Those who hate him call him the "bloody executioner" and "the butcher knife of the Holy See". ", those who worship him call him the "God's Punisher", but no matter whether they like or hate him, no one has ever doubted his strength, because there are countless bloody facts that can prove this.

But now, the legendary hero from thousands of years ago stands not far from me in another attitude. Even after thousands of years of imprisonment, his momentum has not been dulled - that aura like the god of death.

In the face of the strong pressure, the others on the side were also very unbearable, and even the pace was slowed down by several points. They had completely given up the attack, and only struggled to dodge the attack of the evil corpse. On the contrary, the evil corpse came from Alexandria. After breaking free from the restraints, it roared as if it had taken an aphrodisiac, and its attack became more fierce. Could it be that Mrs. Yerris's subconscious still affected its actions? What a terrible obsession!

After scanning the entire hall, Alexander's eyes flickered, and the green light suddenly became larger and smaller, changing brightly and dimly. Then, it walked slowly and steadily towards this side.

"Gulu..."

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, cold sweat on my forehead. The sound of "cha-cha-cha" friction between bones and the ground was gradually approaching my ears. Every step drove my heartbeat, as if there was something. It felt like a thousand catties of force were pressing down on it, and he was facing the ground. But one of the most powerful warriors in the entire Dark Continent thousands of years ago, even the likes of Kasha and Farah, whom he had always looked up to, might not be able to stand in front of him. They are no different from ants. When I think of this, I feel a surge of despair in my heart. Curiosity kills a cat. If I had known better, I would have run away and joined in the fun.

My lips trembled. The will to survive made my brain run at an unprecedented speed. First, I took out a teleportation scroll from my arms and held it in my hand, but found that I had no time to use it...

If I had time, I would really like to use a scepter to hit my stupid head for not making progress.

Then, I remembered Xiaoxue not far away, and immediately called to it, letting it move at a speed that would not attract Alexander's attention. It slowly pulled the battlefield with the evil corpse over, ready to run away at any time. Alexander had been bound for thousands of years.

Its strength is probably far from being recovered, otherwise Xiaoxue and I might have been instantly killed the moment it escaped.

As long as he is not instantly killed by one blow, as long as his speed is slightly slower, we can still fight for a glimmer of survival. The worst we can do is...

After getting ready, I tried my best to muster up the courage to confront Alexander against Alexander's overwhelming momentum, but the teleportation scroll I held tightly in my hand seemed somewhat lacking in confidence. At this time, he was already less than five meters away from me.

Far away, the momentum emanating from the huge skeleton came one after another. Poor me, I was like a small conch clinging to the rock wall at the bottom of the cliff. I was in danger of being swept away by the big waves at any time.

Xiaoxue is now more than ten meters behind me. Of course, I also thought about turning around immediately and jumping on Xiaoxue's back to run away. But this is equivalent to exposing the entire back to Alexander. It is a veritable open door. Such a big flaw, with Alexander's ground

Experience is something you will never miss. It’s better to take a gamble and have a fight with him. If you are lucky enough to survive, use his power to jump back (this is just a nice way of saying it. In fact, you should be knocked away)

). Xiaoxue behind him catches it in the air, and he can immediately pick up other pets and run away.

As Alexander's green skeleton gradually approached, the cold breath emanating from his jade-like bones almost froze my blood. I raised my head and inadvertently took a closer look at him.

Ashes: Undead, magic resistance, extremely strong, cold strengthening, cold system is invalid.

A monster with four attributes, and each attribute is so abnormal. Could it be that this is the legendary Demon King monster at the same level as Andariel, or even a Demon God level that can be compared with Diavolo? My mind was tumbling more and more.

Disturbing thoughts.

Ashes...eh!??

When I saw this name, something seemed to flash through my heart. It was such a familiar name. Isn't this the mini-boss monster in the cathedral in the game?

Mini-boss level!?

Before my mind could turn around, Alexander's figure was already approaching, shrouding me in his huge shadow. Even if I transformed into a werewolf, I would still be half a head shorter than him. As you can imagine

How tall and majestic Alexander looked during his lifetime.

Alexander, who was as condescending as a mountain, looked at me with a hint of disdain in his green eyes. He gently held the bones of his hand and raised it high, as if to let me see clearly how he took me, a weakling.

Kill the enemy who doesn't know his strength.

Subconsciously, I quickly blocked my hands in front of me, so that I could at least avoid the high probability of stiffness and dizziness caused by being directly hit on the head and chest.

"Dong——"

The punch rises, the punch falls.

For a moment, I felt as if my arm in front of me had been hit by an oncoming truck. With a look of disbelief, my mind went blank for a moment. The figures of Sarah, Vilas and the others appeared one by one.

Fear, unwillingness, and nostalgia passed through my mind... Is this what it feels like when life disappears for a moment?

"Tap tap tap..."

After taking a few steps back and steadying myself, I came back to my senses. I was stunned for a while, and then quickly checked myself. It seemed that nothing happened. Then I looked at my life. Ten points were missing, even as expected.

The one among them was completely shot away, and in fact, it only staggered back a few meters.

What's going on? With such a weak force, even the evil corpse just now was slightly stronger. Is this the strength of the top powerhouse in the Dark Continent thousands of years ago? Are you kidding!!

Alexander on the opposite side was obviously more surprised than me. The two green flames in his eyes kept jumping, and he looked at the fist he had just attacked in shock.

Why, why did I look like this? Are these skeletal hands really the same arms that killed countless strong men in the past?

Why, why is my strength so weak? My body seems to be rusty, one ten thousandth, even one ten thousandth of my previous strength cannot be exerted.

Why, why is my memory so vague? Except for the figure that vaguely flashed in my mind, I can't remember anything, not even my own name. Who am I? By the way, my name is Alexander, and what?

Why am I here...?

Scenes from the past flashed through Alexander's mind after being bound for thousands of years. Countless questions and answers flashed through his mind. He suddenly fell to his knees in fear, holding his trembling bones tightly.

His head screamed at the top of his lungs with a sad and sad tone, and kept shouting. The unwillingness, sorrow, fear and despair from the heart echoed in the entire empty hall for a long time. If I could shed tears, I'm afraid

He was already in tears now.

I looked at Alexander who was kneeling on the ground and crying with pity. Is this still the glorious commander of the Second Legion of the Holy Light Crusade that I saw in the biography? No, maybe because he is,

That's why it's so painful - a strong man who shocked the continent has fallen to this point after enduring thousands of years of restraint and torture. Just thinking about it, a feeling of fear and despair will quickly take over his mind.

In my heart - in the Dark Continent where strength is paramount, this is such a cruel thing. The stronger the warrior, the more difficult it is to face it.

The reason why it became like this is probably the same as Griswald in Tristram. As a senior paladin at the same level as Kasha and the others, Griswald was weakened by the erosion of dark power.

In the end, Virtue was defeated by me, a little druid in his early tenth level at the time. Even I, who was on the winning side at that time, felt sad for him. My heart seemed to be suppressed by a heavy stone, and it could no longer rise at all.

The joy of victory.

Alexander's current situation is also the same, but it may be due to the magic circle that binds him, or his mind is more determined than the former (after all, Alexander is much stronger than Griswold), so so far

He has not lost his mind, which is why his huge aura that is completely asymmetrical to his current strength can be preserved. Although the darkness has eroded his strength, it cannot take away his will and dignity.

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel relieved. The teleportation scroll and rejuvenation potion that I was clutching in my hand followed the ups and downs of my mood and fell to the ground with a weak "pop". God was indeed still standing by me.
Chapter completed!