The nanmu coffin was inlaid with a silver-white cross. In the coffin, Jelika lay quietly in it.
Then, this tranquility was broken.
The coffin lid was lifted, revealing the woman's appearance once again.
"The body is incorruptible, and all evil cannot invade, even if it is the lost vitality. The tombkeeper's body transfer is really a magical skill, but I should thank you. If you hadn't used the body transfer, maybe it would have been engraved in her body.
The spell will rot with her body."
However, just when the necromancer was about to pick up Jelika's body from the coffin, he suddenly discovered that the aura of the spell that was originally engraved in Jelika's body disappeared, and there was not even a trace left.
At this moment, it was going crazy.
"Ahhh, the engraving technique! Where did you hide my engraving technique!?"
The Necromancer turned his head and glared at Creek, who was lying on the ground. He couldn't contain his anger and wanted to throw the ghost lantern in his hand directly.
The huge Stitch Beast jumped up and hit Creek hard in front of him.
It reached out and grabbed Creek's head, lifting him up.
The Necromancer walked up to Creek and asked in a low voice.
"Answer me? Where did you hide that engraving technique?"
Creek opened his eyes with difficulty. He stared at the other party coldly without answering, and then he swung the shovel in his hand towards the necromancer's head.
However, by this time, Creek had run out of fuel.
I saw the Necromancer slowly raising the ghost lamp in his hand. A pale green half-arc barrier easily blocked Creek's attack and flicked the shovel in his hand aside.
"Don't you want to answer? It doesn't matter, I have plenty of solutions." The necromancer turned around and walked towards Jelika's tomb.
"What...what are you going to do? Stop!" Crick shouted.
"Hey, hey, you seem to care about her very much. Very good. I'll give you a choice. Either hand over the engraving technique, or her body will be invaded by evil spirits and she will never be at peace!" the necromancer said.
He picked up the ghost lantern in his hand and said, "Don't doubt it, I have a way. The tombkeeper's transformation is not absolute, and there is a limit to being immune to all evil."
"And I just have the power to surpass this limit." The will-o'-the-wisp lantern emitted a gloomy green light.
"Don't waste time, answer me now."
Creek stared at the Necromancer, but there was nothing he could do.
At this moment, the situation finally changed.
"Why don't I answer it for him?" A sudden voice broke the deadlock.
A crescent-shaped blade appeared out of thin air, mowing towards the necromancer's head like it was mowing grass.
This sudden attack startled the Necromancer. He quickly raised the ghost lamp in his hand, and the pale green half-arc barrier appeared again, but this time, it did not block it.
The half-arc barrier shattered. Even so, it still bought the Necromancer some time to react.
I saw the body of the Necromancer jumping up from the ground like a ghost, avoiding this sickle-like attack.
However, the attack on it did not end. The blood particles that had been deployed in the air instantly condensed into a sharp blade and cut off one of the Necromancer's arms without encountering any resistance.
"Ahhhh!!" The Necromancer who fell on the ground cried out in pain, his body trembling slightly because of the pain.
Esther retracted his flesh wings and fell from the sky. Looking at the Necromancer whining in pain, he only felt sick.
"This smell, Esde, I remember this rancid smell. The last time you squatted on the toilet and there was no toilet paper, it was because of it that I didn't bring the paper back!" Lilina put it in her pocket!
Said squeaky.
Esther's face turned dark for a moment.
Fortunately, Lilina, who had turned into a bat, hadn't adapted enough to speak yet, otherwise his old face would have been completely lost just now.
Because when most people hear this sentence, they will definitely think, how did you get up without toilet paper at that time?
In short, Esder, with a dark face, raised his palm and slapped his pocket hard.
Lilina, who was in Esther's pocket, only felt like her whole body had been slapped, but that was actually the case.
The necromancer raised his eyes and hoarsely said: "Vampire!"
"You are very courageous." Esther stretched out his hand, blood came out, and the magic circle appeared. The red blood magic was aimed at the necromancer like a gun. "Dare to say the word vampire in front of the vampires."
In an instant, the Necromancer once again felt a great threat.
"Block him!"
Yes, it's just to stop it and buy it some time to escape. The necromancer knows very well that the current suture beast cannot kill the vampire.
Stitchmon threw Creek aside and ignored him, then rushed towards Esther.
The Necromancer has no intention of gossiping like Est. It is trying its best to face Est, but for Est, it is just a cat and mouse game.
Esther looked at the huge monster charging towards him with a strange expression.
"Is this the Stitch Beast?" Until now, this was the first time he had encountered this Frankenstein-like monster.
The traces of stitches on the joints, corpses of different races, and the individual forbidden arts and demonic magic that drive its movements within the body form a monster that contains terrifying power.
In just one second, this huge monster rushed in front of Esther. He raised his fists and smashed hard at the extremely small figure in front of him.
However, at the next moment, Stitchmon realized that he was wrong, very wrong. In front of Esther, it was the insignificant side.
Esther blocked the arm under Stitch Beast's hammer, and the stone road under his feet cracked due to the transfer of power, but he acted as if nothing was wrong.
"It's actually possible to do this. If the demons had had this thing back then, there wouldn't have been so many deaths on the battlefield." Esther sighed, and then used his arms to exert force, directly knocking the Stitch Beast to the ground.
However, the Stitch Beast did not stop. It had no sense of pain and no thoughts. It was just a killing machine that simply obeyed orders.
The suture beast that was knocked to the ground propped up its body with one hand. Its huge body did not look clumsy at all. It used its hard hand on the other side to hammer Esther from the side.
Esther raised his palm to block the attack.
However, the purpose of Stitchmon is not just to attack Esder, but also to distance itself from the opponent.
The Stitch Beast used the force of the shock to quickly jump far away. Then, with its two hands on the ground, it aimed at Esther like a cannon.
This scene made Esther wonder. He didn't know what else this stitching beast was capable of.
I saw that the originally faceless head of the Stitch Beast slowly unfolded like petals, the magic circle unfolded, and the magic power condensed in an instant.
This stitch beast is more than just an artificial creature!