Volume 8 Purgatory Chapter 44 It's scary to be able to fly
The dragon suddenly abandoned the mountain palace and rushed towards the mountainside. In Pratali's heart, he had already noticed the hidden power of Nilak hidden in the black mist of the bone dragon's curse. Even if it was
It was also secretly frightened.
"A difficult guy!" For a moment, several thoughts flashed through Pratali's mind.
Chase, there is no doubt that the elite men under him will not be able to keep up with the speed of the bone dragon. It can only fight the enemy with the undead creatures rushing from below. Presumably, the man in black robe had this idea and wanted to lure it down.
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But if they don't pursue them, those subordinates will definitely suffer heavy losses under the rampage of the bone dragon and corpse demon. Although Platali doesn't pay much attention to these miscellaneous subordinates, if word spreads, its dignified ninth-level necromancer will be killed.
When I got to the door, I didn't dare to make a move...
There is no doubt that the strategy of the man in black robe was successful, but... anger slowly emerged in Pratali's eyes: "Arrogant guys, since you are seeking death yourself, I can only punish you personally...
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Although the skeleton shooters and other elites cannot catch up with the speed of the bone dragon, it is only a few minutes from here to the mountainside. Could it be that in the eyes of the black-robed man, the majestic necromancer Pratali cannot even sustain it for a few minutes?
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The Necromancer is enraged!
There was a fluctuation in the soul, and all the subordinates received Platari's order. The undead creatures below gathered on the mountainside, while the elite legion coming out of the palace rushed downwards in an orderly manner.
The bone dragon quickly flew up and chased after Nilac and the others. The mysterious mantras continued to pour out from Pratali's mouth, and countless brilliant rays of light began to condense. The undead wizard waved the jade bone staff, and a wave of
A ball of pale flames appeared in the sky, and all the light rushed towards it. In the light, the colors of the flames changed colorfully, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, alternating in turns, and gradually returned to paleness.
The terrifying aura of death, the power of destruction, the power of the pale flame still makes everyone tremble with fear, even if they are far away.
Holding the pale flame in his left hand, Pratali seemed to be holding his most beloved treasure. There seemed to be some reluctance in his eyes. He gently extended his hand and chanted: "Oh! Go, my soul-eating rose!"
With a wave of the bone staff, streaks of purple light appeared under the pale flames. The flames quickly accelerated, and under the guidance of Pratali's gaze, they were like meteors, chasing the figure of Nilac.
The corpse monsters all jumped down from the bone dragons, without condensing the earth's core flames. These powerful guys casually pulled up some small trees on the mountain, and then roared and killed the undead creatures that were gradually gathering on the mountainside.
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Just like tigers rushing into a herd of sheep, although these undead creatures rushing up the mountain are also guys with some strength, as a motley crew, how can they compete with corpse demons who are born with seventh-level strength and have abnormal recovery power?
The big guys are fighting against each other. In just a few rounds, the zombies have completely suppressed the motley crew. If these guys didn't have the order of the necromancer, they might have collapsed immediately.
All the bone dragons also flew up. The seventh-level little guy followed the corpse demon and killed the miscellaneous army. The two eighth-level ghost dragons were hovering in the sky eagerly, waiting for the opportunity to pounce on the undead wizard. This old guy
is the ultimate goal, as long as it can be achieved, everything will be over.
The pale flame flashed in the air, and in an instant it had caught up with Nilac. He waved the Platali bone staff again, and the purple light immediately turned into several groups of purple flames, intertwined around the pale flame, and formed a
A blooming rose of death is inserted into the heart of the necromancer.
There was a hint of admiration on his face. This necromancer's control over magic has reached an incredible level... However, Nilac was not afraid, and his determination to conquer it was even stronger. A jade-white hand slowly moved
As he stepped forward, the crystal light flowed naturally in the palm of his hand. He seemed unprepared, but a huge amount of Yin power had already been gathered in his hand. As soon as the god's body was slightly damaged, it surged out and burned the flames.
destruction.
There was a trace of ridicule on Pratali's stiff face. Although this man in black robe was mysterious and unpredictable, he was still too arrogant. He dared to try its soul-eating rose with only his body... He hummed slightly in his heart,
Even the zombie dragon that is recognized as the most physically powerful in Ji Corpse Mountain probably doesn't have this ability.
The bone staff waved again, and black rays of light condensed, and the mysterious aura spread out, waves towards the ghost dragon in the air. Covered by the black light, the ghost dragon suddenly felt that its wings were powerless, as if they had been broken, and it seemed to be unruly.
There are waves of strange power eroding the souls, making them feel dull and slumbering.
"Boom~" The soul-eating rose floated to the palm of Nilac's hand, and the crystal light continued to flow. The purple flame was quickly destroyed by the body's strong resistance. Only the pale fire was still burning tenaciously, even in the palm of his hand.
Some of the crystal light was still expelled by it, and was gradually burned until it turned pale.
Feeling the power of the soul-eating rose, Nilac's mouth curled up, but that's all! A stream of dark energy came from the palm of his hand.
Immediately knocked down the pale flame to the ground.
In fact, it was Nilac who underestimated it. As its name suggests, this soul-eating rose pursues souls and is immortal... It's just that the body of the necromancer is too strong, and it failed to erode into his body for a while, otherwise
I'm afraid it will really make Nilac suffer a big loss.
At this time, the pale flame was knocked to the ground by the extremely cold underworld energy, but it was still burning slowly without any sign of extinguishing.
After shooting down the Soul-Eating Rose, Nilac's figure flew up and shot toward the Bone Dragon.
The necromancer had just issued a black light curse, temporarily trapping the two ghost dragons. He was about to cast a spell to shoot them down and subdue them. Suddenly, his heart was shocked. He looked down and saw that Nilac easily blocked the soul-eating fire and flew towards here.
Came over.
"Sanctuary!" If you can fly without using the flying technique, what else can you do besides the power of the Sanctuary... Pratali was so horrified that he didn't bother to subdue the ghost dragon, and waved his staff to spread curses.
The light stopped Nilac's figure, and the bone dragon mount quickly rose up and flew straight towards the mountain palace.
Nilac's figure accelerated rapidly, and the thick dark energy enveloped his entire body. The cursed light had no effect on his god's body, and it had already flown onto the back of the bone dragon.
"Strong men of the Holy Domain, we have never had any enmity between us, why are you attacking me?" Seeing that the cursed light had no effect on the necromancer, Pratali was horrified and waved the bone staff to add layers of defense to his body.
With the light, the purple brilliance on the black robe also suddenly lit up, and a lot of miscellaneous magic shields were superimposed, but they were also colorful, really colorful and gorgeous...
How could Nilac talk nonsense with it? Since the necromancer mistakenly believed that he was a strong man from the holy realm, Nilac would naturally not deny it. Judging from the direction of the bone dragon's flight, the necromancer wanted to escape back to the palace.
In the palace that emits huge death energy, there are means it relies on to protect itself...
With one foot kick, a powerful force immediately surged out, breaking one of the bone dragon's wing roots. Suddenly, the huge body completely lost its balance, rolling in the air and falling downwards.
The necromancer who couldn't fly naturally fell down. Before it could stabilize its figure in the air, Nilac flew over again.
With a bang, the colorful egg cover was kicked up and flew up diagonally, and then quickly fell towards the bottom of the mountain. Nilac quickly caught up with him, and a huge force continued to hit the egg cover, although
Before the cover was shattered, its falling speed reached the limit.
Faster than a meteor, "Boom~", the egg covered the ground~..., unimaginable backlash force was transmitted from the ground, and all the magic shields were instantly shattered.
Falling from an altitude of 1,000 meters, Nilak continued to accelerate during the process. Even if there was a magic shield to block it, Pratali's body almost fell into a meat pie.
Slowly descending from the sky, Nilac was not worried that the necromancer would die. As long as the soul of this powerful undead creature is lost, it can always use the damaged body as a framework to reorganize a new body, perhaps inside the palace.
, there will be a spare body that it has cultivated long ago.
The fire of the soul was deeply shrunk in the broken mind. Platali knew that in front of the strong men in the sanctuary, there was absolutely no possibility of its soul fire escaping.
The soft mud-like body shook for a while. Even though all the bones had been shattered, the hard bone staff was still held tightly in his hand, and waves of death power were still gathering there.
Platari was lying flat on the ground, with a purple demonic light shining in his eyes that had already gushed blood, and his soul fluctuated: "Powerful existence, the undead wizard Platari lost, and there is only one person in the Palace of Death who can
Everything you like is yours..." Seeing that Nilac still had no reaction, the necromancer added: "What other instructions do you have?"
Nilac smiled slightly, and his face shrouded in black mist slowly became clear: "I need a powerful servant!"
It's not that the necromancer suddenly became soft-hearted, but that the soul power of the necromancer is too strong. Even the spiritual storm exerted by Nirak with all his strength may not be able to suppress it. To control its soul and make spiritual seeds, it takes mental power.
It is also quite terrifying. And this old monster that has lived for thousands of years and is still playing with the soul, who knows if it may have hidden methods.
Unlike the control of Darkfawn, not only was the demon's soul injured at that time, but there was also a black dragon working as free labor.
The light in Platali's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a strange aura began to condense in the depths of its soul, and the cold soul fluctuations appeared again: "The peace-loving, freedom-advocating undead wizard Platari will never be anyone's servant.