In the pitch-black sky, Baron Fontakin stood on the body of the bone dragon, coldly releasing all kinds of death magic downwards.
Evil songs continue to be sung on the battlefield, accompanied by continuous dispersal, and even more loud hymns.
The troops coming from Burnsberg War Fortress were elite soldiers, but the quality of these reinforcements was obviously inferior to that of Baron Von Tarkin's elite army.
The quantity is not as good as the other side, and the quality is not as good as the other side.
In such an encounter, no matter how strong the commander is, there is nothing he can do.
You can't fight, you can't escape.
The time at this time was still three or four in the morning, which was extremely unfavorable to human sight, but this environment did not affect the undead.
Except for special undead creatures such as vampires, other undead have long given up the eyes as an organ. Even for zombies with physical bodies, their eyes are only used as decoration.
Whether the sky is dark or white has little effect on the undead.
The undead don't have any need to catch their breath after running for too long, so they just hit them hard.
The war broke out very quickly and ended very quickly. The situation was almost one-sided.
From time to time, fragile ghosts fell down, but more often than not, the reinforcements who had difficulty adjusting their formations died.
Lancers, crusaders, priests, knights, and an angel fell one after another.
"Your hand of death magic is really powerful. If you have the magic parchment, I'll give you one as a gift."
With just one blow, the extremely powerful angel died at the hands of Baron Von Tarkin.
Compared to the Hand of Death controlled by Hexis, Baron Von Tarkin's level of this magic is obviously much higher.
This is the second time that Xu Zhi has seen Baron Feng Tajin release this magic. The target of the previous spell was probably His Majesty Leo, but it was unsuccessful.
This is a magic that can directly kill powerful creatures. The only flaw is that it relies on probability.
Commonly known as looking at faces.
Baron Von Tarkin is obviously very lucky today. The skeleton's mouth is almost crooked in smile. From time to time, you can hear his voice muttering 'so many fresh corpses, making a fortune, lucky victory'.
Taking advantage of people's happiness, Xu Zhi quickly put forward his little wish.
Hexis's magic proficiency is limited. Even if the highest-grade parchment is placed in front of him and all the materials are prepared, he cannot inscribe this magic.
Xu Zhi remembered that Baron Fon Tarkin once gave Hexis a magic parchment of the 'Hand of Death'.
You're right to ask this boss directly.
"Think about it first," Baron Von Tarkin muttered.
"Think about it?"
Xu Zhi thought about what Baron Feng Tajin meant for a moment, and then stopped talking.
This boss doesn't value unused knowledge, but that doesn't mean he can share his trump card skills.
If you want the magic parchment of the 'Hand of Death', you can only dream about it.
"Fon Takin, go down to the dragon and fight me."
After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the sounds on the battlefield gradually disappeared, and the only remaining general in command was shouting.
This is a powerful crusader. Baron Von Tarkin sent him a hand of death, and he was shot by an arrow. His armor was not able to hold up, and one of his bones was broken.
After suffering a loss, the king of the undead played in the sky.
There are so many ghost leaders, vampire lords, bone dragon leaders, and dark knights, but they haven't reached the point where he needs to fight hand-to-hand.
As roars and screams continued to be heard, Baron Fontakin slowly fell down after nearly two minutes.
"I'm here, stand up and have a fight with me."
Looking at his opponent who was beaten to death, Baron Fontakin made a small jump on the bone dragon and stepped firmly to the ground.
"Shameful and despicable."
The Crusader raised his head, his eyes full of anger. He looked at Baron Von Tarkin unwillingly. He tried to struggle to get up several times, but in the end he could not stand up.
Baron Von Tarkin is obviously not the kind of person who respects his opponents.
As an undead, humiliating opponents may be one of his hobbies.
Xu Zhi looked at this powerful warrior with sympathy. Even the Knight Glick who followed him loyally back then could not escape the ridicule of Baron Von Tarkin, let alone such an opponent.
"It's such a powerful and beautiful body, it's worth taking action once."
Baron Von Tarkin held the opponent's chin and kept looking at everything about the crusader.
"What is your name?" asked Baron von Tarkin.
"It's useless to talk more. Just kill me and I will come back to you."
Having had his hands and feet broken, it was difficult to commit suicide at this time. The Crusader was angry but not afraid. As an immortal, he still had the confidence to be resurrected.
"Death is a very easy and simple thing, but living is not so easy."
After looking over and over several times, Baron Fontakin began to recite a spell quickly, and the black light kept drilling into the opponent's ear holes like a loach drilling holes.
"What are you doing?"
After enduring the opponent's magic blow, the expected pain of death did not come immediately, but his mind became unusually clear.
Looking at Baron Fontakin at this time, he even felt that there was a kindliness in the majesty of the other person.
This was a terrible feeling, which made him feel a sense of fear in his heart.
"It's useless to say more, I'm taking you into the world of the dead."
Baron Fontakin's deep voice came, and he felt a sudden numbness in his chest, and a gray dagger had pierced into his heart.
"I'm finally going to die."
Feeling weak in his body, the Crusader closed his eyes. He was already thinking about what would happen after his resurrection, as well as the defeat trial he had to face, all of which were full of troubles.
It's just that the body dies a little slowly, and it seems like it has to wait a few more seconds.
"It's useless to talk more. Open your eyes and embrace the new world."
Baron Von Tarkin's voice echoed in his ears, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.
The dagger on the chest has been pulled out, and the wound has disappeared without a trace. Only the broken clothes and spurting blood prove that a dagger has just been stabbed.
Not only the wounds caused by the dagger just now, but also the injuries caused by the bone dragon collision, ghost bites, and vampire assassinations have all disappeared without any trace.
The Crusader looked at his gray body. He felt that his body had become weaker, but the wounds on his body had also healed.
"what did you do to me?"
He was just about to jump up and take Baron Fontakin hostage, but as soon as he thought about it, his body instantly became weak and he could no longer make any movements.
"It's useless to say more. I'm using magic to transform your body into a death knight. We will be a team from now on."
Baron Fontakin looked at the other party and was very satisfied with the other party's physical fitness and ability.
"Your soul has defaulted to being an undead, even after immortal resurrection. You are welcome to join the great Kingdom of Corizon."
"What?"
The Crusader felt a chill in his heart. He touched his chest and suddenly saw a heart carelessly discarded by Baron Von Tarkin. His mind instantly turned cold.
He squeezed his arm hard, but no pain was felt, as if his body was just a piece of clothing or armor he wore.
Instinct told him that he should trust Baron Von Tarkin and accept the fact that he had become an undead. Immortal resurrection could not escape the rules of this transformation.
The Holy See of Light will never allow an undead to become the general of the Shanon Kingdom. What awaits him is the execution of fire immediately after resurrection, or the endless life in prison.
It took less than a minute to make, and a death knight was born before your eyes.
The lucky trio looked at it with chills in their hearts.
Ella Donn had completely given up on becoming immortal and getting rid of Baron Von Tarkin.
Jin Kela felt that his two lives were no longer safe. He trembled for a moment and did not dare to say anything like before.
In Baron Von Tarkin's explanation, no matter what elemental creature, no matter what immortal, no matter how powerful the creature was before, as long as there is still one breath left, it can be transformed into a controllable undead by his magic.
The stronger the strength, the more sanity will be retained.
Anyone he likes will become a rare talent in his Corizon Kingdom.
For example, this crusader whom he casually named "It's no use talking".
The more people die in the war, the stronger Baron Von Tarkin becomes.
It was clear that the Kingdom of Corizon was the weakest, but it was repeatedly suppressed. Xu Zhi suddenly understood why many neighboring countries were afraid of this undead monarch.