Chapter 2366
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At the top of the soul summoning tower, Rowling sat on the exquisite sofa, looked at the sheepskin roll to be processed in her hand, and recited the above contents:
"This morning, the necromancer kerwell said that a group of necromancers who belonged to him but didn't have time to plant the spiritual mark were stolen by another necromancer Gerson and planted the spiritual mark first. Therefore, the two made a big fight in the city of Sao. The spread of the battle injured dozens of onlookers and killed several mages. Brother, what would you do about it?"
In front of her, rod, leaning on the sofa, said casually, "if you dare to make trouble in Sao City, kill them."
"That won't work. It's not the right choice." Luo Lin gave him a look. "If WITA is here, it is estimated that she will let the two necromancators pay for the damage first, and then investigate the grievances between them."
"What about the city Lord Vita? Shouldn't she handle these trivial things?" Asked rod with some doubt.
"She asked for leave to rest in the magic plain. She likes the environment there very much." Rowling answered softly. She smiled and seemed to enjoy the situation.
Rod shook his head: "your mirror Dharma has not learned to condense multiple mirrors at the same time. Your energy is limited. You should spend time studying spells instead of dealing with these things."
"Like you say now?" Rowling glanced at him. "I wonder if you're hiding other images where I don't know, such as... The shadow lady?"
"... what are you talking about?" Rod pulled at the corner of his mouth.
Rowling snorted softly. She changed a sheepskin roll and continued to read: "loyal to our dead Lord Gullit, she offered 30 high-quality human slaves and a considerable share of gemstones, hoping to obtain some corpse witch kings transformed by her brother."
"Give him the same number of corpse witch kings. That's enough for him to expand the undead army." Rod didn't open his eyes and answered slowly.
Just then, rod, who was half lying peacefully, suddenly seemed to feel something and suddenly sat up.
"What's the matter, brother?" Rowling was puzzled. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked softly.
"Something happened to mirror one." Rod looked a little dignified, but when he recalled the picture before the mirror image was broken, he settled down again. "Maybe the No. 1 mirror image is too careless, or the enemy has good luck. The hero Tanan needs me to come forward. I can't stay here."
Rowling tooted her mouth, showing a somewhat helpless look, but thinking of the major events involved in Tanan, she didn't continue to insist: "well, brother, do you need me to go with you?"
Rod shook his head: "it seems that things in the city need you more. If there is any trouble, I will tell you."
Shaking the conch in his hand, rod stopped staying and shuttled through the fire, leaving Rowling reluctantly looking at his gradually disappearing figure.
"I succeeded... The evil necromancer will never exist in the world again. Hero Tanan, do you see..."
At the end of the continent, Ricky covered the hole pierced by the sharp blade in front of him, and the blood accumulated under him, but he was very excited and roared up to the sky.
Thunderbird felt his state. While happy for him, he couldn't help feeling very sad. Although he broke the body of the necromancer by surprise, Ricky was also seriously injured and couldn't live.
The only thing that makes Ricky feel gratified is probably that he recaptured the remains of the hero Tanan, avoided the great hero from being tarnished by the evil necromancer, and buried him forever in the wasteland of krylord, the hometown he fought for.
"What..." behind the dead Thunderbird, York stared at the scene of rod's broken body, and there was still some disbelief in the bottom of his eyes.
York could not imagine that the undead mage, who looked invincible and could not even do anything about the mage Empire, was damaged in the barbaric hands of crullod, which was simply impossible.
However, York found a clue to the magic knowledge he had learned. After death, people will always leave corpses, which can't dissipate like bubbles. There is only one magic that York has learned, the mirror Dharma.
"It's too early for you to be happy."
A familiar voice dispersed the joy in Ricky's heart. He raised his head in a daze, but saw the man in black standing on the sky not far away. It seemed that he had no effect in exchange for serious injury.
"It's impossible..." Ricky said in a daze. Rod didn't care what he thought.
"Good hero specialty. When you become my death knight, I believe this ability will shine in your hands." Rhode, who came from the city of Sao in the flame, put his eyes on the dying knight and said slowly.
"You..." Ricky showed resentment and just wanted to say something, but suddenly a thick dark green barrier appeared on the path of Thunderbird flying under him.
Naturally, the sensitive Thunderbird cannot hit it at one end. It flutters its wings and swings its body for a while. If it wants to cross the barrier, it can be blocked by the continuous dark green barrier in front of it. The barrier is quickly generated from the void, and finally limits its whole body to a narrow range.
"It's over."
Rod snapped his fingers. With the crisp sound from his fingertips, the violent explosion spread from the inside of the barrier. The deafening thunder was like the roar of the sky. Even space could not withstand the damage of magic, and there were faint signs of fragmentation.
The strong explosion can't be stopped by Hercules shield. The dark green barrier broke up in an instant, and two charred corpses fell from it.
After getting used to the battle method of relying on artifact, rod almost forgot that he used to be a powerful mage. He has already achieved the combination and application of spells at his fingertips. As long as he doesn't spare the consumption of mana value, it can be said that it doesn't have to be too easy to deal with such a savage creature.
Temporarily stopped, and immediately went to the end of the continent to send the hero Tanan to the water element level. Rod slowly turned his eyes and finally put his eyes on one of the charred bodies that fell to the ground.
"Wake up, hero Ricky, a beautiful death is waiting for you."
The strong energy of death condenses on the hero Ricky. In a twinkling of an eye, he cleans the scorch marks on his body. The lifeless body is slowly moving his fingers at this time.
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At the top of the soul summoning tower, Rowling sat on the exquisite sofa, looked at the sheepskin roll to be processed in her hand, and recited the above contents:
"This morning, the necromancer kerwell said that a group of necromancers who belonged to him but didn't have time to plant the spiritual mark were stolen by another necromancer Gerson and planted the spiritual mark first. Therefore, the two made a big fight in the city of Sao. The spread of the battle injured dozens of onlookers and killed several mages. Brother, what would you do about it?"
In front of her, rod, leaning on the sofa, said casually, "if you dare to make trouble in Sao City, kill them."
"That won't work. It's not the right choice." Luo Lin gave him a look. "If WITA is here, it is estimated that she will let the two necromancators pay for the damage first, and then investigate the grievances between them."
"What about the city Lord Vita? Shouldn't she handle these trivial things?" Asked rod with some doubt.
"She asked for leave to rest in the magic plain. She likes the environment there very much." Rowling answered softly. She smiled and seemed to enjoy the situation.
Rod shook his head: "your mirror Dharma has not learned to condense multiple mirrors at the same time. Your energy is limited. You should spend time studying spells instead of dealing with these things."
"Like you say now?" Rowling glanced at him. "I wonder if you're hiding other images where I don't know, such as... The shadow lady?"
"... what are you talking about?" Rod pulled at the corner of his mouth.
Rowling snorted softly. She changed a sheepskin roll and continued to read: "loyal to our dead Lord Gullit, she offered 30 high-quality human slaves and a considerable share of gemstones, hoping to obtain some corpse witch kings transformed by her brother."
"Give him the same number of corpse witch kings. That's enough for him to expand the undead army." Rod didn't open his eyes and answered slowly.
Just then, rod, who was half lying peacefully, suddenly seemed to feel something and suddenly sat up.
"What's the matter, brother?" Rowling was puzzled. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked softly.
"Something happened to mirror one." Rod looked a little dignified, but when he recalled the picture before the mirror image was broken, he settled down again. "Maybe the No. 1 mirror image is too careless, or the enemy has good luck. The hero Tanan needs me to come forward. I can't stay here."
Rowling tooted her mouth, showing a somewhat helpless look, but thinking of the major events involved in Tanan, she didn't continue to insist: "well, brother, do you need me to go with you?"
Rod shook his head: "it seems that things in the city need you more. If there is any trouble, I will tell you."
Shaking the conch in his hand, rod stopped staying and shuttled through the fire, leaving Rowling reluctantly looking at his gradually disappearing figure.
"I succeeded... The evil necromancer will never exist in the world again. Hero Tanan, do you see..."
At the end of the continent, Ricky covered the hole pierced by the sharp blade in front of him, and the blood accumulated under him, but he was very excited and roared up to the sky.
Thunderbird felt his state. While happy for him, he couldn't help feeling very sad. Although he broke the body of the necromancer by surprise, Ricky was also seriously injured and couldn't live.
The only thing that makes Ricky feel gratified is probably that he recaptured the remains of the hero Tanan, avoided the great hero from being tarnished by the evil necromancer, and buried him forever in the wasteland of krylord, the hometown he fought for.
"What..." behind the dead Thunderbird, York stared at the scene of rod's broken body, and there was still some disbelief in the bottom of his eyes.
York could not imagine that the undead mage, who looked invincible and could not even do anything about the mage Empire, was damaged in the barbaric hands of crullod, which was simply impossible.
However, York found a clue to the magic knowledge he had learned. After death, people will always leave corpses, which can't dissipate like bubbles. There is only one magic that York has learned, the mirror Dharma.
"It's too early for you to be happy."
A familiar voice dispersed the joy in Ricky's heart. He raised his head in a daze, but saw the man in black standing on the sky not far away. It seemed that he had no effect in exchange for serious injury.
"It's impossible..." Ricky said in a daze. Rod didn't care what he thought.
"Good hero specialty. When you become my death knight, I believe this ability will shine in your hands." Rhode, who came from the city of Sao in the flame, put his eyes on the dying knight and said slowly.
"You..." Ricky showed resentment and just wanted to say something, but suddenly a thick dark green barrier appeared on the path of Thunderbird flying under him.
Naturally, the sensitive Thunderbird cannot hit it at one end. It flutters its wings and swings its body for a while. If it wants to cross the barrier, it can be blocked by the continuous dark green barrier in front of it. The barrier is quickly generated from the void, and finally limits its whole body to a narrow range.
"It's over."
Rod snapped his fingers. With the crisp sound from his fingertips, the violent explosion spread from the inside of the barrier. The deafening thunder was like the roar of the sky. Even space could not withstand the damage of magic, and there were faint signs of fragmentation.
The strong explosion can't be stopped by Hercules shield. The dark green barrier broke up in an instant, and two charred corpses fell from it.
After getting used to the battle method of relying on artifact, rod almost forgot that he used to be a powerful mage. He has already achieved the combination and application of spells at his fingertips. As long as he doesn't spare the consumption of mana value, it can be said that it doesn't have to be too easy to deal with such a savage creature.
Temporarily stopped, and immediately went to the end of the continent to send the hero Tanan to the water element level. Rod slowly turned his eyes and finally put his eyes on one of the charred bodies that fell to the ground.
"Wake up, hero Ricky, a beautiful death is waiting for you."
The strong energy of death condenses on the hero Ricky. In a twinkling of an eye, he cleans the scorch marks on his body. The lifeless body is slowly moving his fingers at this time.
At the top of the soul summoning tower, Rowling sat on the exquisite sofa, looked at the sheepskin roll to be processed in her hand, and recited the above contents:"This morning, the necromancer kerwell said that a group of necromancers who belonged to him but didn't have time to plant the spiritual mark were stolen by another necromancer Gerson and planted the spiritual mark first. Therefore, the two made a big fight in the city of Sao. The spread of the battle injured dozens of onlookers and killed several mages. Brother, what would you do about it?"In front of her, rod, leaning on the sofa, said casually, "if you dare to make trouble in Sao City, kill them.""That won't work. It's not the right choice." Luo Lin gave him a look. "If WITA is here, it is estimated that she will let the two necromancators pay for the damage first, and then investigate the grievances between them.""What about the city Lord Vita? Shouldn't she handle these trivial things?" Asked rod with some doubt."She asked for leave to rest in the magic plain. She likes the environment there very much." Rowling answered softly. She smiled and seemed to enjoy the situation.Rod shook his head: "your mirror Dharma has not learned to condense multiple mirrors at the same time. Your energy is limited. You should spend time studying spells instead of dealing with these things.""Like you say now?" Rowling glanced at him. "I wonder if you're hiding other images where I don't know, such as... The shadow lady?""... what are you talking about?" Rod pulled at the corner of his mouth.Rowling snorted softly. She changed a sheepskin roll and continued to read: "loyal to our dead Lord Gullit, she offered 30 high-quality human slaves and a considerable share of gemstones, hoping to obtain some corpse witch kings transformed by her brother.""Give him the same number of corpse witch kings. That's enough for him to expand the undead army." Rod didn't open his eyes and answered slowly.Just then, rod, who was half lying peacefully, suddenly seemed to feel something and suddenly sat up."What's the matter, brother?" Rowling was puzzled. She put her hand on his shoulder and asked softly."Something happened to mirror one." Rod looked a little dignified, but when he recalled the picture before the mirror image was broken, he settled down again. "Maybe the No. 1 mirror image is too careless, or the enemy has good luck. The hero Tanan needs me to come forward. I can't stay here."Rowling tooted her mouth, showing a somewhat helpless look, but thinking of the major events involved in Tanan, she didn't continue to insist: "well, brother, do you need me to go with you?"Rod shook his head: "it seems that things in the city need you more. If there is any trouble, I will tell you."Shaking the conch in his hand, rod stopped staying and shuttled through the fire, leaving Rowling reluctantly looking at his gradually disappearing figure."I succeeded... The evil necromancer will never exist in the world again. Hero Tanan, do you see..."At the end of the continent, Ricky covered the hole pierced by the sharp blade in front of him, and the blood accumulated under him, but he was very excited and roared up to the sky.Thunderbird felt his state. While happy for him, he couldn't help feeling very sad. Although he broke the body of the necromancer by surprise, Ricky was also seriously injured and couldn't live.The only thing that makes Ricky feel gratified is probably that he recaptured the remains of the hero Tanan, avoided the great hero from being tarnished by the evil necromancer, and buried him forever in the wasteland of krylord, the hometown he fought for."What..." behind the dead Thunderbird, York stared at the scene of rod's broken body, and there was still some disbelief in the bottom of his eyes.York could not imagine that the undead mage, who looked invincible and could not even do anything about the mage Empire, was damaged in the barbaric hands of crullod, which was simply impossible.However, York found a clue to the magic knowledge he had learned. After death, people will always leave corpses, which can't dissipate like bubbles. There is only one magic that York has learned, the mirror Dharma."It's too early for you to be happy."A familiar voice dispersed the joy in Ricky's heart. He raised his head in a daze, but saw the man in black standing on the sky not far away. It seemed that he had no effect in exchange for serious injury."It's impossible..." Ricky said in a daze. Rod didn't care what he thought."Good hero specialty. When you become my death knight, I believe this ability will shine in your hands." Rhode, who came from the city of Sao in the flame, put his eyes on the dying knight and said slowly."You..." Ricky showed resentment and just wanted to say something, but suddenly a thick dark green barrier appeared on the path of Thunderbird flying under him.Naturally, the sensitive Thunderbird cannot hit it at one end. It flutters its wings and swings its body for a while. If it wants to cross the barrier, it can be blocked by the continuous dark green barrier in front of it. The barrier is quickly generated from the void, and finally limits its whole body to a narrow range."It's over."Rod snapped his fingers. With the crisp sound from his fingertips, the violent explosion spread from the inside of the barrier. The deafening thunder was like the roar of the sky. Even space could not withstand the damage of magic, and there were faint signs of fragmentation.The strong explosion can't be stopped by Hercules shield. The dark green barrier broke up in an instant, and two charred corpses fell from it.After getting used to the battle method of relying on artifact, rod almost forgot that he used to be a powerful mage. He has already achieved the combination and application of spells at his fingertips. As long as he doesn't spare the consumption of mana value, it can be said that it doesn't have to be too easy to deal with such a savage creature.Temporarily stopped, and immediately went to the end of the continent to send the hero Tanan to the water element level. Rod slowly turned his eyes and finally put his eyes on one of the charred bodies that fell to the ground."Wake up, hero Ricky, a beautiful death is waiting for you."The strong energy of death condenses on the hero Ricky. In a twinkling of an eye, he cleans the scorch marks on his body. The lifeless body is slowly moving his fingers at this time.
