Wangenite protected Tang Mingyue and his party behind Fang Heng.
He couldn't see the condensed chain of mental power, didn't understand what Fang Heng was doing, and didn't understand what the principle was, but he could see that Fang Heng was using two completely opposite powers at the same time to clean out the resentful creatures.
superb.
Once those resentful spirits come within ten meters of people, they will be dragged into the Book of the Dead by an invisible force.
This time I found Fang Heng and I found the right person.
Tang Mingyue was also shocked at first by Fang Heng's simultaneous use of necromancy and sacred science.
But then, I discovered that Fang Heng's behavior was a bit strange.
this……
Wait a minute, is he spawning monsters?
One batch after another, hundreds of resentful spirit bodies were attracted by the Holy Glory Technique each time, and then were devoured by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hand, and transformed into the soul energy needed to activate the Bone Shrine.
After switching between sacred science and necromancy several times in succession, the number of resentful spirits swarming from all directions began to decrease significantly.
Seeing that the seduction efficiency was getting slower and slower, Fang Heng frowned and simply took out the Bloodthirsty Sting sword from his right hand.
"Buzz..."
Golden holy light fell on the sword.
Fang Heng added the weapon blessing status to the blood-thirsty thorn, and then threw the blood-thirsty thorn towards Wangenite.
"Go on, try it!"
Wangenit took the light sword smoothly and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He sensed the sacred aura attached to the long sword, understood it immediately, stepped forward, and swung the long sword in front of him to stab a resentful spirit that had just floated out of the undead mist.
"laugh!"
A golden light spot appeared in the area where the resentful spirit body was stabbed by the sword.
Its body froze on the spot, shaking uncontrollably for a moment, and then exploded with a bang.
"nice one!"
Wangenit lowered his head and looked at the Bloodthirsty Sting sword in his hand, and praised it.
This sword is very effective against wraiths.
Wangenite secretly admired him and thought that professional people do professional things. It was indeed the right choice for Fang Heng to come here this time.
"You lead the way from the front, facing that way, and I'll protect the rear."
Fang Heng sensed the direction in which the undead mist gathered, and pointed toward the depths.
It's too slow to spawn monsters here. Don't look for the exit now. Just go directly to the place where the concentration of the undead mist is the deepest. Go directly there to spawn monsters and clean up the resentful ghost bodies before leaving!
"good!"
Wangenit didn't know what Fang Heng was thinking, and thought that Fang Heng had already found the exit. He nodded in response very simply, and stepped forward to open the way at the front of the team.
He had long been unhappy with those resentful spirits, and now he finally had a chance to vent.
Under Fang Heng's guidance, everyone started moving forward again.
Along the way, as everyone slowly penetrated into the high-concentration area of the undead mist, the density and level of the surrounding resentful creatures also began to slowly increase.
But it's just a low-level resentful spirit body.
Wangenite had a weapon to target, and he led everyone forward with ease, chopping melons and vegetables. As for the resentful spirits that rushed from behind, they were all swallowed up by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng's hand and turned into bones.
Nourishment for the shrine.
Following Fang Heng's guidance, we marched forward for more than twenty minutes when a faint light appeared in front of the passage.
Fang Heng couldn't help but squint his eyes, a layer of red light clinging to his pupils.
Ahead seems to be the entrance to a lobby area.
He saw a flickering blue light coming from the hall.
"who!!"
"stop!"
Several imperial guards guarding the entrance to the hall saw someone breaking in and shouted to signal.
There are even Imperial guards?!
When Wangenit saw this, his body moved, and he immediately turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the guards in front.
Fang Heng frowned and reminded: "Be careful, stay alive and don't let them sound the alarm."
"I know."
Wangenite's figure flashed quickly.
laugh!
A figure passed in front of the imperial guard.
The black thorns instantly pierced the throats of the two guards who were shouting loudly.
The guard clutched his throat, eyes flashing with fear, and slowly fell into a pool of blood.
"It's the enemy!"
A group of more than ten imperial guards all rushed towards Wangenit.
"snort."
Wangenit let out a disdainful snort, a layer of black cuticle overflowed from his body, and waved the black thorn in his hand.
In just twenty seconds, eight more corpses and two unconscious imperial guards appeared on the pool of blood on the ground.
The black cuticle on Wangenite's body gradually faded away. He looked at Fang Heng and the other two people who were slowly walking behind him, and nodded: "It's done."
Tang Mingyue stared at the corpses on the ground and said, "They don't seem to be affected by the resentful spirits. Do they have any special props on them that block the aura of the living? Pick them up and check them out."
Sandy, who was following behind, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he thought to himself that there is such a good thing? If he had it, he would not be afraid of robbing tombs and looking for works of art in the future.
"I'll come, I'll come."
Sandy said and began to search the dead guard.
Unfortunately, Sandy searched for a long time but didn't find anything special.
After flipping through it several times, Sandy raised his head and looked at Tang Mingyue, "No, are you sure? Is there something wrong?"
"It doesn't seem to be a prop. It should be related to the alchemical patterns painted on their bodies."
Fang Heng controlled the Book of the Dead with one hand to absorb the resentful spirits coming from around him. He looked at the corpses on the ground for a few times and shook his head, "Forget it, leave them alone. Take the two who fainted and let's go."
"Tattoo, forget it."
Sandy shook his head, feeling pity.
Fang Heng looked away from the corpse and looked in the direction of the hall ahead.
"Huh?"
Seeing clearly where the blue light was shining, Fang Heng couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The light comes from an alchemical magic circle in the hall.
The alchemy magic circle is running slowly, and the rich mist of the undead is overflowing from the magic circle. In addition, sporadic ghost bodies are constantly being born from the magic circle.
"Be careful, let's go in and take a look."
"good."
Wangenit stabbed several wraiths attacking from the hall and took the lead into the hall.
"There is no one here."
There was no one in the hall, except for a lone alchemy magic circle in the center that was still in operation.
A large amount of undead mist is constantly escaping from the magic circle.
Tang Mingyue and his party entered the hall one after another, stood around the alchemy magic array and observed, and finally turned their attention to Fang Heng.
Fang Heng had a bit of novelty on his face.
The undead mist in the underground area was actually created using an alchemical magic circle?
Fang Heng felt that he still lacked knowledge.
"Protect me."
Fang Heng said as he put away the Book of the Dead, walked forward, squatted down, and pressed his hands on the alchemy magic array.
Information related to the alchemy magic circle immediately appeared on the retina.
[Tip: The player discovered the alchemy magic circle-Undead Mist].
[Tip: Players can currently try to understand and learn this magic circle (the probability of understanding is related to the player's alchemy skill level, alchemy talent, necromancy skill level, necromancy talent, player's main attribute and various related skills)].