A total of four tall statues standing on both sides of the pyramid gate are the guards of the Lahmian kings, things called Utopia.
Based on Lahmia's belief in Asaph, the head of the Uruguay here is a snake head with two horns, instead of the general jackal head or bird head.
Its body is slender from its chest to its waist, and the fangs in its mouth and the sickle-shaped sword in its hand are dyed with a strange dark blue color, which is the color of the venom of the Blessed Viper.
Due to the blessing of the gods, the wounds cut by these five-meter-long weapons will indeed have a poisoning reaction.
However, in past practice, this does not seem to have much additive effect. After all, after being hit by a five-meter weapon, it no longer matters whether a mortal's body is poisoned.
Compared with this kind of Utopia, Wsolun is more interested in the Fux army from Lybalas in the south, which holds giant longbows and enchanted rune arrows with a length of seven meters.
But after Queen Khalida of Lebaras died at the hands of her cousin, the relationship between Lamia and Lebaras that relied on the marriage of the times was broken. It was impossible for him, a foreign priest, to awaken them.
The black *** special.
Of course, even if they agree now, it's too late.
The dust on the statues was shattered by the magical energy introduced by the runes, and the power left inside them that belonged to the gods and could hardly be replenished after the covenant was destroyed was awakened.
In the eyes above the snake fangs, the blue light became brighter and brighter. At first, it was just the magic that peeled off the dust on their bodies. Soon, it turned into the awakened black special forces actively shaking off the dust on their bodies.
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Soon, the shell decorated with jade and marble took on a new look.
Under the illumination of the rune array, Wosolun let the wind of death carry his voice to the pyramids even more than ten kilometers away.
"Asafu's U***t, the messenger of the gods. Lahmia is in danger and needs your efforts again."
The two closest cunts looked down from a high position and saw the appearance of the thing calling them at their feet. The gray skin with almost no flesh and fat wrapped the skull that was almost a skeleton.
It has needle-like long incisors, gray eyes, and a monster-like thing that exudes an ominous aura.
If they saw this kind of thing in life, they would definitely kill it on the spot.
"You..."
The statue, whose eyes lit up with blue light, was about to say something when it raised its skinny gray palm and interrupted it with the wind of death.
"I know I can't gain your trust, so I'd better let Prince Alkadiza, the destined king of Khemri and the future ruler of Nehekhara, communicate with you."
As he said that, more Uzbek special forces unsealed from the entrances of other pyramids and walked out from inside the pyramids, all moving closer to Wosolun. This time, he awakened the secrets in the tombs of dozens of generations of kings in Lahmia.
All black specialties.
Through the perception of necromancy just now, the number of these warriors who were chosen by gods and made into black specialties during their lifetimes adds up to more than 600.
Looking at these crystals of Nehekhara, which range from a few meters to more than ten meters tall, and possess all the fighting skills before them, it seems that Wosolun may even be able to defeat the undead engine without having to make his own undead engine.
The idea of something called a devil....
Hundreds of years of experience made him immediately suppress this arrogance, turned his head, looked at Alkadiza's figure, and said.
"Okay, our Prince, I'll let you communicate with them. They can't accept a monster like me."
Wosolun raised his right paw and made an invitation gesture, inviting the prince to stand in the middle of the rune circle. In addition to the awakening ceremony, this structure also allows the wind of death to convey the sound through vibrations to where it comes.
All places linked.
"Of course."
The prince stood still among them, staring directly at the statue that was several times larger than his own.
"You warriors, you were the most heroic warriors of Laemia during your lifetime. You will not disgrace the image of the gods, so the gods will allow your souls
Melt into this glorious body."
"Laemia received a request today. As the soon-to-be-crowned king of Khemri, I beg for your help."
After this sentence, the prince's declaration was immediately interrupted by U***t.
"Why the king of Khemri, where is our king of Laemia?"
"The current king is here at Laemia's old palace, preparing for war. You can go to the battlefield first."
Wosolun suddenly stood in the ring and rushed to answer, but was directly held back by Alkadiza.
"I will not deceive these warriors, nor will I allow you to deceive them with these lies."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the black special agents, and then said.
"There is no real king in Lahmia now. The former queen of Lahmia used the methods of the usurper Nagash to extend her life and has been the ruler of Lahmia for four hundred years."
Wosolun pulled the prince out of the ring and took the lead.
"But she is indeed a direct descendant of the Lahmian royal family. She is a princess of Lahmia and married to her own brother."
"But no matter what, when Lamia's disaster is approaching, can't Lamia's warriors protect Lamia?"
As if there was some kind of connection between them, the U***s looked at each other in confusion. The snake letter on the snake's head swayed slightly. Soon, the U***t who was closest spoke.
"The method of provoking monsters has become obsolete, but you are right. Warriors of Lahmia have no problem fighting for Lahmia. But the palace is far away from here. How are you going to take us there?"
"It seems that you, the king of Khemri, are not needed at all. I am worrying too much."
Wosolun showed contempt for Alkadiza, walked to the center of the ring, and said special words to all the bastards.
"Ukrainian special agents, come here and line up. Before you fight that monster, I will strengthen you with necromancy. Otherwise, even if you can defeat it, Lamia will not be able to accept too much damage to the divine power that cannot be replenished.
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As he spoke, Wosolun took off his fabric robe, revealing the brown leather lining underneath.
The outer fabric has been specially enchanted to attract the sticky Dal energy, but now, when he does not need to use the wind of magic to dismantle the Dal energy, or attract the thin Dal energy from other places, this robe
It’s of no use anymore.
This leather lining is carefully made of mentally tortured human leather, and the soul and flesh are carefully attached between the two layers of leather in the form of enchantment...
It has a powerful guiding and amplifying effect on the wind of death.
The death wind here is enough for him to release 300-400 strengthening spells, or summon a few big guys.
With this lining, the effectiveness of the spell can reach about three times that of when not wearing it.
In addition, with the combination of time, location, materials and other conditions, Wosolun is confident that he can increase the effectiveness of necromancy by more than ten times with the same mana.
Perhaps he sensed that dead things like the Utopias were reactivating, and the death that became extremely active began to gather at the soles of the Utopias near him under the guidance of Wosolun.
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Enhanced soul protection properties, enhanced toughness properties, enhanced hardness properties, enhanced speed, enhanced durability, enhanced armor, enhanced magic armor, enhanced flexibility, regeneration of undead, and decay curse on the enemy.
Ten strengthening skills were released in succession, and gray-purple traces appeared on U***te's body, which was originally mainly blue.
Feeling the consumption of the wind of death in the gravel, Wosolun made a simple calculation.
Those lambs kneeling aside to be slaughtered still have to be killed to extract their souls in order to satisfy the demand.
We also have to save some time on the production of undead engines and long-range attack weapons that are more effective than catapults.
Just as I was thinking about it, the wind of death also appeared in the sky. I looked up and saw that it was the undead bird that had delivered the last batch of goods.
Two giant undead birds, dragging one
A heavy package flew over at a much slower speed than before.
The cargo hit the ground, and the buffer layer wrapping the contents kicked up the sand, creating a large plume of smoke and dust, making the environment that was already difficult to see clearly in the dark become even darker.
In this darkness, Wosolun's voice sounded quite impatient.
"Apprentice, hurry up, untie the guiding stone, and place it on the ground."
The apprentices built arms made of gravel, struggled to erect the package on the ground that was longer than a dozen people gathered together, and then used cutters made of gravel to cut the ropes from top to bottom.
After fixing it with grains of sand, they swarmed up and tore off the outer covers.
When the last piece of cover fell, Wosolun raised his paw, and a large stone that originally looked unremarkable in the dark night glowed brightly.
Following the command of the Necromancer, it landed in the center of the rune circle.
Looking at this huge stone, which was more than three times his own height and had huge luminous lines, the prince raised his head in shock.
Wosolun looked at the stone in front of him, and there was an inexplicable pride in his ugly voice.
"This is a real stepping stone, not a second-rate product that can be made in half an hour or a few hours. To make it, I spent about four hundred days just making it."
"No matter how I use it, it will not be damaged easily, and its efficiency is far superior to those that can only maintain a slightly powerful ritual magic."
On Wosolun's twisted and withered face, there was a smile that seemed to never fade away. It was the pride of the old vampire...
This is a unique structure based on Nagash's research.
Nagash's teacher is said to be a creature called a dark elf. Their relative possesses an artifact called a guiding stone, which has a strong amplifying effect on ritual magic.
Nagash spent many years inventing a replacement version of this thing based on the knowledge imparted by the elves.
That is, those small path stones that can be made in a few hours and are used to speed up the flow of spell nodes and increase the stability of spells.
The one in front of me was developed by Wosuolun on that basis. It is close to, no, maybe it is an artifact that surpasses those guys called elves, or in other words, a pseudo-artifact.
Wosolun does not believe that things not made by gods can be called artifacts, but can only be called pseudo-artifacts. The same is true for those elves' things.
The rune light path on its exterior is only used to adjust several magical winds to avoid conflicts.
The real complexity lies inside.
The interior can only be seen by mages with second vision. The hundreds of thousands of tiny magic runes carved by countless tiny magical energies are the key to this pseudo-artifact.
A disc composed of hundreds of runes may collapse due to conflict with each other, let alone an item composed of hundreds of thousands of runes.
Therefore, it has taken more than a year just to manufacture it.
It took almost a hundred times as much time to design this stone that would not conflict with each other.
Even so, there are actually tens of thousands of runes arranged in it. He himself can't figure out why it can run. However, he doesn't dare to change it. After all, it can run and its main functions have not been affected.<
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If a vampire didn't need to care about the passage of time, he would never have made such a thing.
Now think about it, if this kind of thing was used in the palace just now, maybe, no, definitely the rat monster would not be allowed to escape.
He has already seen that the reason why the rat monster was able to escape was because the body could shield the external influence of magic, forcing the magic fulcrum to open inside the body, thereby releasing part of the magic.
If you use a guide stone to enhance magic, even the inside of your body will be affected.
That rat monster will be unable to bear it because of its physical body
The huge mana pool in the body may be burned or even exploded.
But due to other concerns at the time, he did not let Wu Suoran take out this thing.
The slight stinging sensation caused by the wind of death reminds Warsolan of the passage of time.
He raised his head and said to Wu***.
"Those who use resonance between magics also have transmission channels and guide stones, which can gather the wind of magic in one area to another area, so it can even be delivered remotely."
"It can concentrate the wind of death that is rich near the pyramid to anywhere within a hundred miles, anywhere I want."
"The Dahl energy won't work. But it's not a big problem. I can dismantle the wind of death into Dahl. It just takes some effort."
The black special agents nearby couldn't understand what he was talking about, but they still put on a serious look, while the ones in the distance were still running towards us at a speed that could make the earth tremble. No matter how funny U***te's performance was, Wosolun turned his head and explained to the prince and U***te together.
"Now, they also have another function, which is to teleport troops remotely."
As he spoke, Wosolun lowered his head, holding the withered head that seemed to be about to fall off with his right paw.
"The power of shadow allows us to safely shuttle back and forth in it, just like a bridge appearing out of thin air. However, I haven't figured out what to call this yet."
"Shadow Bridge, why not just call it Shadow Bridge."