Chapter 149: The aftermath of all parties in Lahmia (1)
The body that was more than ten meters long fell to the ground and turned into a ball of minced meat that no one could recognize. After a while, these flesh and the hot blood flowing on the ground turned into balls of red brilliance similar to steam, gradually
Dissipate.
"Devil?! Dead?!"
Wu Suoran looked at what happened in front of him and didn't react for a while.
The thing that seemed invincible in front of them just now was killed by Wosolun like this?!
"It seems that what I thought is right, relying on the magical concept of characteristics and a little trick, you can break through its defense."
Before leaving the Blood Temple, Wosolun had already seen the green light pillar that dyed the entire desert green. He would never be able to handle that level of plasma. No matter how strong this monster was, it should not be left unscathed.
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Therefore, we can only assume that the opponent has quite strong resistance to long-range attacks and magic attacks. It is common for gods to grant resistance to specific attacks in ancient records and his testimony four hundred years ago.
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Therefore, in response to this ability, Wosolun developed a new attack method.
Those skulls are not completely dead things, but are made of mortal souls, something that is still alive, in a state between a spirit body and a living thing.
When they hit the opponent's body, it is not a magical attack in the magical sense, but a physical attack by this creature at the cost of its own life. And the attack method of hitting will judge this attack as a long-range attack.
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Of course, if it's just to this extent, whether it can break through the demon's skin is also a big problem.
Wosolun solves the problem of attack intensity from another aspect.
The little mouse that escaped before was holding a machete in the same shape as these demons. Although it was unclear why the machete did not disappear, Wosolun still saw the evil magic contained in it through his magic vision.
Although the demon army seems to hate magic and long-range attacks, it doesn't seem to resist this kind of magic.
Coupled with the other party's strange behavior, as if he didn't care about his own casualties, Wosolun made a bold assumption - the other party's resistance to enchantment is very low.
Therefore, these skulls were enchanted in the form of spiritual runes, allowing the necromantic energy to carry out tiny explosions on the surface of the skulls at any time, thus greatly improving its destructive ability.
Of course, just like that, Wosolun still can't guarantee to kill the demon. What's even more subtle is its attack method.
Guided by Wosolun's will, these enchanted skulls can attack hundreds of times in one hit under the guidance of the magic amplifying device at the rear.
Vosolun used the dead mortals to make more than 600 such skulls, which allowed him to bombard Skarbrand six times with high intensity.
I just didn't expect that this demon couldn't stand it before the first time was over.
Just as an ominous premonition came to Wosuolun's mind, in the sky, magical power set off a storm that caused chaos in front of his eyes.
Red brilliance gathered in the sky above Wosolun's head, and soon condensed into a giant sword that was almost half the size of a temple...
However, the devil should have been banished! Wosolun looked at the thing in the sky blankly, without thinking clearly about what was wrong.
Of course, the old mage who is not familiar with Chaos would not know that the anger of the one on the Brass Throne about what just happened here has caused several vampires in the duel to fight each other in a more bloody way.
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Use a burst of inexplicable and light spells to kill his big demons remotely! This is the most unacceptable thing for him! That's why the big demons have such high magic resistance.
But this disgusting mage avoided the resistance he provided and killed his big demon in the despicable way he hated most, even though he was an exiled betrayer.
But the mage in front of me is undoubtedly a cheater in a glorious battle!
The giant sword in the sky even has a hint of blood
The anger made the black special agents below feel the anger of the sword holder.
Wosolun tried to use the Shadow Bridge to leave here immediately, but found that all attempts to summon the wind of magic were ineffective.
Seeing that the unavoidable giant sword in the sky was about to fall, the old vampire could only desperately call on the undead spirits that he could still call to form a blue-black shield above himself, and let the spirits and non-spirits
The body is on top of itself as a human shield.
Just as the giant sword fell with the momentum of splitting the earth, a blue-purple energy suddenly appeared on its path, and a complex magic shield with complicated patterns and ever-changing appeared on it.
Above Wasolan.
In the void, there was laughter that could be heard by everyone present, and even Wosuolun inexplicably heard praise for himself from the laughter.
The red giant sword collided with the magic shield and turned into fragments on the ground, but there was still a small stream of red light penetrating between the blue-purple fragments and shooting towards Wosolun's shield.
Although Wosuolun aimed at the red light and tried his best to make the green-black shield covering his body slightly thicker, the thing still shattered his shield like a brittle stone slab.
Together with his body breakdown.
The old vampire's gray and dry eyes moved downward slightly, and it just pierced the abdomen. It didn't seem to be a big problem?
Just as he was thinking this, a severe pain followed. It was not the physical pain transmitted by nerves, but the pain from the depths of his soul. The red light was destroying the soul structure in his abdomen!
Thinking of this, Wosolun immediately grabbed a mortal soul and filled it in the wound of his soul, which slightly alleviated the pain in his soul.
Holding the semi-spirit bound by the spirit chain behind him and originally intended to be used as ammunition, the old vampire stuffed it into his soul regardless.
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However, before he could feel comfortable for a while, another sense of danger made him look around his body, and something strange appeared there.
"What?!"
Wosolun noticed that the blue-purple mist that ordinary mages and even elite mages could not detect was floating in his direction. Although he immediately built several necromantic magic barriers, he still could not stop it and could only watch.
Keep that thing close to yourself...
The blue-purple mist penetrated into the body, no, not only the body, but also the soul.
As for the basic principles of magic, the old vampire used his will to come into contact with the energy entering his body, and he noticed that it seemed to be inducing changes in his body.
However, his body is not a simple living creature, so this change will become extremely difficult.
The most difficult ones to deal with are those near the wounds of the soul.
Wosolun's will sank into the souls of the mortals who had just entered his body. While repairing the wounds, he created a part of the spiritual body's cage around his spiritual body wounds.
Although, he doesn't know whether this kind of cage has any effect on the blue-violet energy.
"Wasolun, how do I feel that your eyes have become so... energetic today?"
Wu Soran, who had just repaired a skeleton in front of his lower body, flew in the air, looked into Wo Solan's eyes, and asked strangely.
The limitations of those gray-white eyes have been replaced by a more vibrant white. If Wu Suoran said it, they are more like White Moon Mannsley.
"I feel like I can see it more clearly than before, not just these things. The changes in the winds of magic, but also the changes in necromancy energy. But this may be part of the corruption."
"That little mouse warned us about them, the corruption of Chaos."
As he said that, Wosolun would carve several undead runes with his claws near his eyes, but he could still feel something strange.
"Then what should I do? Gouge out your eyes?"
Wu Suoran asked, looking at those unchanging moonlight eyes.
"Let's not talk about this for now, do you want to rescue Neferata?
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Wosolun asked, he could vaguely see the life energy escaping under the rubble.
"I don't see the need."
Wu Suoran shrugged and said, since the powerful enemy has retreated, he doesn't see any need for his cousin to be rescued.
He had told Wosolun before that that stupid woman with Alkadiza in her mind would plunge Lamia into ruin.
"If you don't want that prince to let all Nehekhara attack us, it's better not to kill Neferata."
As he said that, Wosolun's eyes rested on the U**Mites who were still moving away the rocks and trying to save Neferata.
"Then just save her."
Usuoran raised his huge arm. Although this thing was so weak against Skarbrand, it was still quite effective for this scene.
In less than two minutes, Neferata's thighs were cut off at the base, and Neferata was dug out by her cousin, with her hands protecting her head and her back covered with severe bruises and cracks.
Coming close to her, Wosolun transferred a little bit of necromantic energy into her body.
"Neferata, you look very bad, but since your heart has not been damaged, there is still hope."
"However, what I want to ask is, what should the prince do? There was corruption in the military camp just now, and I have asked him to quell the rebellion."
Seeing that Neferata's version was so hard and silent, the old vampire stroked his bald head, exposing his ugly long pointed needle-like front teeth, trying to inject his own blood into Neferata's body to help this woman wake up early.
Come...
At this moment, a faint voice came from the slightly moving lips.
"People from Lybalas." Neferata said with a faint breath.
"What?"
Wosolun and Usolan approached the ancestor vampire at the same time.
"The Lybalas people know what happened just now."
"In this case, we have to go to support immediately."
Wosolun immediately made a decision. Since Lybaras, now a country of engineers, magic and academia, was involved, the previous plan could not be followed.
"I'm going to move all the Horned Vipers into the city. The remaining energy of the Undead Engine can still be used to charge them."
Wosolun said, and a gray bubble expanded on the ground.
"At least it can boost Lahmia's morale."
Wusuoran shrugged and no longer looked at the Wu** specials who were entering the teleportation array at Wusuoran's call.
Before leading the Ukrainian agents to leave, Wosolun's voice came from the direction of the teleportation array for the last time.
"After what happened last night, I think it is necessary to increase the number of vampires, or even more monsters. Your bloodline is very useful."
Constructing a monster? Wosolun is insulting him?!
Even the descendants after his bloody kiss should become warriors in the army, not such lowly things.
After the Lahmian vampires left one after another, on the desolate hilltop in Lahmian City, the white rats and elves were staring in the direction of the Blood Temple in horror.
"Those two gods were fighting over there just now. I feel like your elves' maelstrom is as if it didn't exist."
Esky complained to the wizard spirit.
When he saw the falling giant sword and the giant magic shield just now, the engineer warlock felt that his heart almost stopped.
Khorne and the female Ganqi clash head-on in Nehekhara! That is the power that directly belongs to the four gods, rather than the summoned great demon that can only exist temporarily!
Coupled with the fact that the barriers between the real world and the Chaos Demon Realm had seemed extremely fragile to him before, he really had to wonder if something had happened to the Maelstrom, especially since Malekith was launching a war against Ulthuan.
It is possible for something to happen at this time.
There was a noisy and enthusiastic rattle next to him, attracting the attention of the engineering warlock.
"For the blood of the horned rat
Hand!"
Toxide raised his giant sword and pointed frantically in the direction of the broken sword.
Esky then asked Hecate.
"What happened to him?"
When he returned to the cave before, he already felt that something was wrong with the Storm Rat, whose body had been stamped with red runes.
"He tried to steal the white potion you put in the cave, so I deepened his belief in... the Horned Rat a little bit."
"Kane, just Kane, you can play."
As Eski said, he looked at Toxide's eyes and twitched. Stealing his things?! When he thought of this kind of thing, Eski felt the blood vessels next to his temples begin to swell and hurt.
Hecate's treatment was already much lighter than what he intended.
"Actually, this group of rats was already like this on the last battlefield, but the last time it was temporary."
Wu Ling touched his dagger and shrugged.
"It's up to you. Although Kane's followers are a little crazy, they are indeed much better than other Skaven who want to plot against me all the time."
Eski patted Hecate on the back and held the white beard on his chin.
Considering the loyalty issues of most Skaven, especially those millions of rats who pay assassins to assassinate their bosses, some engineering warlocks even want to replace all non-technical personnel with Kane