() A black figure suddenly appeared among the burning flames of the large wooden house.
On the demon-like armor, two red eyes slowly opened, and the fangs slowly penetrated from the bottom of the armor.
The huge demon head-shaped armor exudes pure darkness, hatred, ugliness, pain, world-weariness, and destruction from top to bottom.
"I didn't expect that this artifact was fused in the name of Widnina. Silly boy, how could you succeed without the crown of ultimate control?"
Sandro murmured in his mouth and attached the pieces of the cursed armor to his body one by one. The armor did not break into pieces on his body, and the constant surging energy connected each part together.
With just a little contact, he had already sensed the past casting experience of this set of artifacts.
"Fusing such high-level demon blood will create the most desperate curse halo. God is really going to destroy you, and no one can stop you."
He gently touched the demon fangs on the armor, and a cold breath instantly filled the air.
Even the flames of burning wood were suppressed by this breath and were no longer burning rapidly.
"Slowness, curse, weakness, black crow, within the halo of the artifact, they are shrouded repeatedly. No one can dispel them. You all have to die, hahaha~"
In the flames, Sandro looked at the slow-moving greenskins outside the wooden house, who were lying limply on the ground hugging each other and crying. His mouth split open and he laughed loudly.
From a passive attack, to a panicked escape into the flames, to a desperate counterattack.
This experience gave him the pleasure of narrowly avoiding death.
The old lich felt that the countless years of grievances had been swept away, and the artifact that had re-possessed him was his confidence.
The familiar feeling came back to his heart, and Sandro seemed to have returned to the days when he was carefree.
After releasing the power of the artifact, the opponents that he had crushed in the past became these green-skinned, blue-skinned, and grimaced ones. However, Sandro didn't mind at all. In the absence of many undead creatures and powerful treasures, these opponents were still quite difficult. .
It was a bit of a waste to kill the chicken, but it wasn't too bad.
"What kind of treasure is this skeleton wearing? How can it be so strong?"
Hexis struggled to back away. If he had such a treasure back then, what kind of Bob team, what kind of Five Emperors, what kind of Rio, Lien, Bollinger...
Once the power of the baby is activated, the bunch of demonic creatures under him can attack the heads of these strong men.
His ability to move has slowed down, his reaction speed has slowed down, his body is weak and weak, the weapons in his hands have become heavier and it is difficult to control them freely, and there is a sense of sadness in his heart from time to time.
Hexis remembered being hit on the head by Bollinger with an axe. He felt sad for a moment, tears rolled down his face, and he even forgot to walk.
"Ah, there is no candy to eat. There is no candy to eat. Burn down the house and there is no candy to eat. I will not live anymore. King Zhizhi gives me candy."
"I want to drink soda. If you don't give me soda, I will cry."
"Don't grab my game console, I want to play."
"Aren't we still putting out fires? Why are you crying? Wake up."
The weak greenskins did not have much impact from the reduction in combat power, but the black crow's lowering of morale brought a heavy blow, making the greenskins cry loudly for a while, completely forgetting what they wanted to do.
"Sandru activated the power of the cursed armor. Everyone retreated and ran out of Dongfang Village. Those two grasses that spit out dirty water quickly started vomiting."
Somla turned around and saw two poisonous bee plants outside the village, with their heads drooping, spitting acidic water on the ground.
“Plants can also affect this?”
Somra shouted, his legs turned into blue mist, and he carried the two greenskins who were too close to each other and floated out.
"Encountered a mixed curse, the ability continues to decline, and the impact is unknown."
Xu Zhi tried his best to wave his hands and finished the chant in his mouth.
As the only artifact with negative effects, he now finally knows how powerful this effect is.
This is simply a rhythm plagued by all kinds of diseases.
No wonder Sandro could rely on this artifact to conquer the world back then. No matter how weak the undead is when paired with this enemy artifact, it can bring the opponent to the same level, or even lower.
Xu Zhi felt that his melee and long-range abilities had been reduced by at least half, and coupled with the negative psychological impact, the effect was a bit scary.
They cried a lot in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave back then. The effect of lowering morale in the old world was completely different from the rules of this world.
It is a force that directly strikes the spirit, making people extremely depressed, easily triggering sad events, and making it easier to amplify this impact.
Like my younger brother Maggie, who hugged a piece of wood and cried until she died.
"Anti-magic, only anti-magic can compete with the aura of an artifact like Sandro."
Somra shouted: "That magic is very similar to the anti-magic weapon, and it should be able to prevent the harm caused by this set of artifacts."
"Restrain, hahaha, no one can restrain. How many people have advanced anti-magic skills?"
Sandro slowly walked out of the wooden house, still holding the flaming sword that Xu Zhi had fished from Cardonis before.
This old guy is quite good at choosing weapons. The flame sword is light and flexible, and its magical power is quite powerful.
Of course, using the flaming sword in a place like Dongfang Village is very dangerous.
Xu Zhi watched as the old lich swung his long sword and the magical flames covered the wooden house.
The house that had just been suppressed by the cold breath of the cursed armor started to burn partially again.
"You old man, put down my things. I finally got them back."
Xu Zhi shouted, and his heart began to bleed.
Not only did he lose treasure today, he also lost experience.
A natural third-level magic that has not been upgraded for a long time, anti-magic.
It's starting to take a toll on his experience.
Every time you save some experience, there will be situations where it needs to be consumed.
Regarding the power brought by the artifact, Xu Zhi didn't think that level 7 or 8 anti-magic magic was enough. Only by upgrading to the top level could the odds be improved.
Anti-magic (level 10): Make the subject immune to magic, and randomly retain a buffing magic. Current immunity level: all magic below level 5 and level 8, duration: 10 minutes
Note 1: In addition to the retained benefit magic, the magic state (regardless of gain or debuff) originally attached to the subject will disappear after use.
Note 2: It can resist any level of poisoning and plague magic, but it cannot remove the attached poison and plague magic.
Note 3: When attached to an illusion (generated by the ninth-level magic guidance of illusion) or a manipulated corpse (generated by the ninth-level corpse manipulation magic), they will disappear immediately. For the illusion or corpse generated by the tenth-level magic guidance, it will be directly
Reduces magic duration by half.
Anti-magic, nicknamed the big green mask, is a magic that is rarely used.
Once this magic is released, it means that the magic with a beneficial effect on the body has left, and many beneficial magics that are higher than the anti-magic level will also greatly shorten the duration or directly reduce the effect.
This magic brings convenience to the druids in many cases, but many times, this magic makes some druids want to cry.
This is also the reason why Xu Zhi would rather use mental shield than improve his magic resistance.
Learning this magic was just for backup, he didn't expect that it would be useful one day.
The top status brings a little comfort, and at least a buff magic can be retained.
"Everyone else should move further away. Xiaosuo and Ahai work harder. Let's kill this old guy together."
Xu Zhi shouted, and a big green cover enveloped him, reflecting the light of the Heavenly Shield.
Hexis recited a spell and was about to throw a green mask on himself. In the blink of an eye, Xu Zhi threw a big green mask over him.
As the targets of the main attack, Somra and Hexis were the first to obtain the effect of being immune to the harm caused by the cursed armor. Fupin Chinese