"The incarnation of the rules of death, please impose it on me."
After Baron Von Tarkin uttered the last word, Xu Zhi threw a green light on the opponent's head. This made Glick very satisfied. The green skin caught the time well.
A huge staff emerged out of thin air, and on the top of the staff, a purple gem shone slightly.
Xu Zhi felt a heavy weight in his hand. The staff was more than two meters long and was extremely heavy. He could barely hold it with both hands.
Saint's Staff (Excellent): The effect of all healing spells is increased by 100%, and there is a 20% chance of resurrecting living units [A minimum master life magic is required to activate this function, which can be released twice a day, and the death time of the treated party is not allowed.
More than two hours.].
"This is a god, an artifact."
Xu Zhi had never come into contact with such a high-end staff, and the effects of the staff were overbearing and unreasonable. Even if Xu Zhi had never come into contact with life magic, he could not predict the effects of this staff.
How generous is Glick? He just throws away such a treasure. Or is it that the warehouses of these big guys can no longer accommodate this kind of top quality? Xu Zhi feels that it is necessary for him to re-understand the world and know more about it.
Boss, only the garbage thrown away by a real boss can equip him.
The boss of Mister Bama, who has his own plans, His Majesty Rio, who has not yet had in-depth exchanges with each other, and San Theo, who are cheating each other, now have another Glick.
Glick, a big boss, regards life as nothing, but he is very generous and dangerous. For this kind of big boss, Xu Zhi has a very complicated mood, he loves and hates him, and he is afraid of being killed by him if he is not careful.
But the oil and water flowing out of someone's fingers is enough to break someone's head.
After the mission was completed, he was just about to return to the elemental world when an evil and cold aura suddenly filled the entire vicinity, not only making him unable to move, but his body also slowly crawled down.
Strong men like Baron Von Tarkin and Glick also knelt before this aura.
"It's not as long as they take action."
Xu Zhi's heart had just soared into the sky, and then fell to the bottom again. Only now did he feel relieved. It was not just them taking advantage of this opportunity to take action.
The summoned creatures complete the contract and get the contract items. Affected by the rules of the contract, they have a protection time of about 1-3 seconds, which is used to escape from possible combat situations and prevent them from being targeted by some malicious spells and return quickly.
To the elemental realm.
At this time, the balance of this rule was actually broken. Xu Zhi originally thought that it was powerful men such as Baron Feng Takin and Glick who ignored the rules and took action. After all, the strength attribute panel of these two people could not be detected in detail. Unexpectedly, the two
People, like him, have to lie down on the ground in front of this kind of breath.
"Death Rule"
Xu Zhi suddenly remembered what Baron Feng Tajin said, only rules can compete with rules, and only rules can compete with rules.
The contract rules are interfered with by the death rules, and it is very likely that there will be some delays or some kind of impact.
A cold and evil aura shrouded the area, and Xu Zhi's body couldn't help but tremble. In front, Baron Feng Takin's bones were crackling, and on the right, Glick had a gloomy face, his eyes were wide open, and his left and right hands were firmly on the ground.
, the armor on his body was shaking wildly.
"The feedback on this sacrifice is beyond my expectation. Grick, maybe you can also take advantage of it and feel the greatness of the death rule."
Baron Fontakin murmured in a low voice. He opened his bone hand as wide as possible, trying to feel the rules and opportunities contained in it.
"The incarnation of the rules of death, please impose it on me." Glick gritted his teeth and said, and with Baron Von Tarkin's permission, he also began to give up resistance and feel the rules of death carefully.
"Finally got the master's death magic, hehehehehe."
Baron Fontakin lay on the ground, feeling the power of the death rule. He got the result he wanted most, and felt extremely happy in his heart.
In order to be promoted to the master of death magic, he didn't know how much time and materials he spent to build the altar of death. In order to embody the rules of death, he needed to constantly sacrifice creatures. The entire kingdom of Corrison, except for the jungle behind him,
Goblin, there is no living creature with half intelligence.
At the cost of the kingdom's intelligent creatures, Baron Fontakin felt that it was worthwhile to be promoted to the master of death magic. In fact, Baron Fontakin even thought about whether neighboring countries needed to plan a war to obtain more creatures and land.
"Be patient and improve the 'Hand of Death' first. With this almost regular magic, no one can underestimate me, Fon Takin."
He laughed and put his bony hands on the ground for a while, but his body did not stand up. Although the thick rules of death were much thinner, they were still not something he could resist. As long as a trace of the rules pressed down on him, he would not be able to stand up.
"Grick, how do you feel about it?"
Baron Von Tarkin's eyes were red with fire. As the second-in-command of the undead country Corrisson and the leader of the undead creatures, Glick's death magic strength was equally outstanding. This time, he could at least increase his strength in master death magic.
"I feel the secret of the master's mysterious technique, and the thoughts in my mind tell me that my strength has improved to another level. Thanks to my great master, Baron Von Tarkin."
Glick's tone was as submissive as ever. Even with the sudden increase in strength, he showed no expression and remained indifferent.
Baron Feng Takin was used to this. He nodded with satisfaction. The improvement in the strength of his subordinates was also a good thing for him. As long as the strength could firmly suppress the opponent, he would not be afraid of any undead being disobedient.
The two bosses lay on the ground. After a long time, Glick said coldly: "Master, it seems that the rule of death has not dissipated."
"Maybe too much fuel was lost at the beginning."
The fuel in Baron Von Tarkin's mouth was the creatures of the Kingdom of Corrison. He did not expect that sacrifices would one day exceed their limits, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
He couldn't stand up even if the rule of death put pressure on him.
Within the scope of the rules, people outside could not come in, and people inside could not get out. He and Glick could only lie on the ground. Maybe one year, maybe two years, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, this rare death
The rules will slowly fade away.
Thinking that he would have to lie on the ground for so long, Baron von Tarkin's good mood worsened again.
"Greenskins, feel the greatness of the rules of death and understand it."
Glick's indifferent face turned to Xu Zhi. If there was any other creature that could help, maybe it would be this jungle elf lying on the ground.
"Yes, we also have a jungle goblin. If he learns death magic, the power of the rules will definitely dissipate, so we don't have to wait several years."
Baron Fontakin was overjoyed and felt a little lucky in his heart.
The tenth-level lucky spell is really interesting, it's lucky enough.
As for whether there are jungle goblins in the world who know death magic, he doesn't care. Such a powerful death ritual can lead to the power of rules. Even if you don't have talent, you have to force it out.