On the top of the Soul-Calling Tower, Rowling sat on an exquisite sofa, flipping through the parchment to be processed, and reciting its contents:
"This morning, the necromancer Kewell said that a group of corpse witches that originally belonged to him but had not had time to plant the spiritual mark were stolen by another necromancer Geshen and planted the spiritual mark first. For this reason, the two
People made a big fuss in Saou City. The spread of the battle injured dozens of bystanders and killed several mages. Brother, how will you handle this matter?"
In front of her, Rhodes, who was leaning on the sofa, said casually: "Kill everyone who dares to cause trouble in Saou City."
"That's not possible, this is not a suitable choice." Rowling rolled her eyes at him, "If Vita were here, she would probably ask the two necromancers to compensate for the losses first, and then investigate the grudges between them.
Make a judgment."
"What about City Lord Vita? Shouldn't she be the one to handle these trivial matters?" Rhodes asked with some confusion.
"She took a leave of absence to rest in the Magic Plains. She likes the environment there very much." Rowling replied softly. She smiled a little and seemed to enjoy the current situation.
Rhodes shook his head: "Your Mirror Image Technique has not yet reached the stage where you can condense multiple mirror images at the same time. Your energy is limited, and you should spend your time studying spells instead of dealing with these things." p>
"Do you mean like you are now?" Rowling glanced at him, "I highly doubt that you have hidden other mirror images in places I don't know about, such as... the shadow lady?" "...What are you talking about?" Rhodes' mouth twitched.
Rowling snorted softly, changed a parchment, and continued reading: "Glitt, the undead lord who is loyal to us, donated thirty high-quality human slaves and a considerable share of gems, hoping to obtain some brothers.
The Corpse Witch King transformed by his own hands."
"Give him the same number of Corpse Witch Kings, which is enough for him to expand the undead army." Rhodes answered slowly without opening his eyes.
At this moment, Rhodes, who was half-lying peacefully, suddenly seemed to feel something and sat up suddenly.
"What's wrong? Brother?" Luo Lin was a little confused, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked softly.
"Something happened over there with Mirror Image No. 1." Rhodes looked a little solemn, but when he recalled the scene before the mirror image was shattered, he felt relieved again, "Maybe Mirror Image No. 1 was too careless, or maybe the enemy handed over
Good luck, Hero Tower South needs my help, I can't stay here anymore."
Luo Lin pouted, showing a somewhat helpless look, but thinking of the major events Tanan was involved in, she finally did not persist: "Okay, brother, do you need me to go with you?"
Rhodes shook his head: "It seems that things in the city need you more. If there is any trouble, I will tell you."
After shaking the sound-transmitting conch in his hand, Rhodes stopped staying and shuttled through the flames, leaving Luo Lin reluctantly watching his gradually dissipating figure.
"I succeeded... That evil necromancer will never exist in the world again. Hero Tanan, have you seen it..."
At the end of the continent, Ricky covered the hole in front of him that was penetrated by a sharp blade. Blood accumulated under his body, but he felt extremely excited, and then he looked up to the sky and roared.
Thunderbird felt his condition, and while he was happy for him, he couldn't help but feel extremely sad. Although he used an unexpected method to crush the necromancer's body in one fell swoop, Ricky was also seriously injured and it seemed that he would not survive.<
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The only thing that makes Ricky feel gratified is that he probably regained the remains of the hero Tanan, preventing that great hero from being tainted by the evil necromancer, and having him buried forever in the hometown he fought for, Crow Lord.
Above the wasteland.
"What..." Behind the Undead Thunderbird, York stared blankly at the scene of Rhodes' broken body, with a bit of disbelief still in his eyes.
York couldn't imagine that the seemingly invincible Necromancer, who could not even do anything to the Mage Empire, would be killed by the barbarians of Crow Lord. This was simply impossible. p>
However, the magic knowledge he had learned allowed York to discover the clues. After death, a body will always be left behind, and it is impossible to dissipate like water bubbles. The only one who can do this is the magic that York has learned.
, Mirror method.
"You are happy too early."
A familiar voice dispersed the joy in Ricky's heart. He raised his head in a daze, and saw the man in black robe standing in the sky not far away. It seemed that he had fought hard to get it.
Nothing works at all.
"This is impossible..." Ricky said in a daze, Rhodes didn't care what he was thinking.
"Not bad hero skills. When you become my death knight, I believe that this ability will definitely shine in your hands." Rhodes, who came from Saou City on the flames, set his sights there.
A dying death knight said slowly.
"You..." Ricky showed a look of resentment and was about to say something when a thick dark green barrier suddenly appeared in the path of the thunderbird flying beneath him.
The agile thunderbird was naturally unable to hit it head-on. It flapped its wings and swayed, trying to get past the barrier, but what stood in front of it was a continuous dark green barrier. The barrier quickly formed from the void, and finally
Its entire body is restricted to a narrow range.
"It's over."
Rhodes snapped his fingers, and with the crisp sound of his fingertips, a violent explosion spread from inside the barrier. The deafening thunder sounded like a roar from the sky. Even the space could not withstand the damage of the spell.
There are signs of brokenness.
The strong explosion was not something that the Herculean Aegis could stop. The dark green barrier instantly shattered, and what fell from it were two broken and charred corpses.
After getting used to the fighting method of relying on artifacts, Rhodes almost forgot that he was once a powerful mage. He had already mastered the combination of spells at his fingertips. As long as he did not hesitate to consume mana, he could deal with such a barbaric man.
It can be said that biology should not be too easy.
Temporarily giving up on the idea of going to the end of the continent immediately and sending Hero Tower Nan to the water elemental plane, Rhodes slowly turned his eyes and finally focused on one of the charred corpses that fell to the ground.
"Wake up, hero Ricky, a beautiful death is waiting for you."
The rich death energy condensed bit by bit on the body of the hero Ricky. In the blink of an eye, he washed away the scorch marks on his body. His already lifeless body was slowly moving his fingers.