Accompanied by the bombardment of lightning, rapidly beating electric currents rushed through Ricky's body, and the burnt breath was released from his body.
In order to release this lightning, the Thunderbird also exhausted all the mana in its body. Its eyes showed a bit of exhaustion. The injuries on its body and the emptiness of its mana made its body even weaker. The only thing that made it feel at ease.
Fortunately, its lightning was effective. Under the bombardment of lightning, Ricky, who had recovered from death, lost all his breath again.
"Farewell." It wailed for a while, and just as it was about to struggle back to its previous camp, it saw Ricky, who was completely out of breath, getting up again.
"Wait a minute, I'm not under the control of that necromancer." After waking up again, Ricky kept saying, as if he was afraid that the thunderbird would strike again without explanation. "I know what you are worried about. I have seen it before."
The dead who were controlled by him all had full respect for that Rhodes, but that's not the case for me. If I have the chance, I will definitely kill him and take back the remains of the hero Tanan!"
Hearing what Ricky said, the suspicion in Thunderbird's eyes seemed to be dispelled a lot, but it still did not let down its guard: "In this case, how did you regain your life?"
"I don't know... when my consciousness was dying, I felt a force that pulled me back from death. Although I don't know who did this to me, I am sure that it was not that person.
Necromancer." After standing up, Ricky wiped away the scorched marks on his body, with a somewhat puzzled look in his eyes.
"Is this Crow Lord? No matter how much time has passed, nothing has changed in this wild land."
At this moment, a burst of questioning came to his ears. Following the sound, he saw several creatures dressed in different costumes. Among them were elves that Ricky had never seen with his own eyes but had only heard of, and others.
The figure of human beings.
The leader was a man wearing a white robe. Ricky had seen this kind of attire on some mages. Those mages liked this kind of attire, but for some reason, the man in front of him gave Ricky a different feeling.
, it seems that the robe he wears is more holy and solemn.
"Our goal is not here. What we are going to is the snow-capped mountains that are even more distant than here. Your heart is there." Beside him, a white-haired old elf woman said slowly, looking towards
The south where the sun sets.
"Mage..." As if aware of the costumes of those people, Thunderbird suddenly recalled many bad memories. In the past, Crow Lord was enslaved by the mage and the people were in dire straits. It wasn't until a hero appeared that he finally
Change everything.
"Don't be impulsive." Sensing the change in Thunderbird's demeanor, Ricky quickly pulled it back and said soothingly. He looked at the human man in the team and his arms trembled faintly.
Ricky felt a familiar breath from the man. It was that breath that woke him up from the darkness and allowed him to set foot on this land again.
"Let's go."
As if aware of Ricky's gaze, the man smiled at him, then ignored him and walked towards the south with the people behind him.
Ricky looked at the man's profile and secretly noted his appearance. He didn't know who the man was, and he didn't want to have anything to do with creatures other than Crow Lord. Since he could wake up from death,
He will not waste this opportunity.
He patted the thunderbird under him, jumped onto its back and said, "Let's set off, for the hero Tanan."
Thunderbird understood what he meant, and dragging his seriously injured body, he once again soared in the sky over the wilderness, flying rapidly towards the battlefield where he had lost.
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"The master's power is indeed extraordinary. He cleared away the legion's obstacles in one move. Now we can move forward with confidence."
On the wasteland where the battle ended, as Rhodes' figure fell from the sky, the commander immediately praised him.
Recalling the lightning that spread all over the sky, as if the thunder was also furious, Farese's words were half compliments and half from the heart. Although there are many powerful members in the legion, when it comes to true strength, they are not at all comparable to Rhodes.
Not on the same level.
However, for some reason, Farese always felt that something was wrong. The lightning released by his master seemed to be much weaker than usual. The dead legion members were not reborn under his power and seemed to appear in front of him.
Yes, it’s just a weakened version of the master.
Shaking his head, Farese quickly put this thought aside. If the master's eyes that could see through people's hearts saw it, things would not be good. The master must be conserving his strength to deal with those barbaric creatures.
It doesn’t require the master’s full strength.
Just as Farese was convincing himself, Rhodes' eyes swept over the legion members, then over the fallen Thunderbird corpses, and finally stopped at the hero Tanan.
"No need to bother."
After arriving at Farese's side, Rhodes said quickly without paying attention to the commander's thoughts.
"I have always refused to allow legion members to transport the remains of the hero Tanan by flying. There is only one reason, and that is that the sky does not belong to us, but to our enemies. Whether it is the angels of Erathia or the
Moriel's dragon army firmly occupies the upper hand in the sky. Once they encounter those enemies in the sky, it may be difficult to save the hero's remains."
After a pause, Rhodes continued: "But now, everything is different. Those angels are facing the attack of demons. The entire Western Erasia has turned into a battlefield for them, and Dragon King Moriel is also trapped in the war.
There is nothing to stop us in the shackles, and this sky is no longer an obstacle to us."
On the side, Farese seemed to hear something, and asked in a shocked voice: "Master, what do you mean..."
Rhodes nodded and slowly raised his hand. Behind him, the Thunderbirds, which fell from the sky and were covered in blood and whose bones were shattered, slowly climbed up from the ground in a twisted posture.
.
The mutilated skeletons were being quickly repaired by the energy of death, and their souls were quickly returning under the influence of spiritualism. Soon, with the effect of the Ghost King's cloak, a group of thunderbird-like vampires appeared in Farese
In front of you.
Noticing the transformed undead creature, Rhodes curled his lips slightly dissatisfiedly. The body created through the mirror image method was unable to exert the true power of the artifact, and could only exert less than half of it.
In this case, what Rhodes transformed was no longer the former Corpse Witch King, but an ordinary vampire. This simply had no impact on the Thunderbird's speed and could meet his needs.
"Bring the hero's remains. These thunderbirds will help us reach the end of the continent quickly." Looking at the thunderbirds, Rhodes said quickly.