Chapter 508 Undead King
The zombie king hugged the skull dragon, and when the little skeleton's voice sounded, he knew it was over.
A kind of fear that went deep into the soul suddenly spread, and the next moment, the bone dragon felt as if his soul was imprisoned. The evil power made him at a loss, and he couldn't use all the follow-up attacks.
The bone dragon's huge body suddenly trembled, and the mountain-like gravity was pressed down by the hand on the back of his neck. This kind of force was unmatched by him. Under this force, his whole body had to move inch by inch. Press down.
Han Shuo's spiritual sense was everywhere, and he clearly sensed that the little skull was pressing one hand on the back of the bone dragon's neck. The huge death energy around him gathered in the little skull's hand, and it forced the bone dragon in midair to overwhelm the mountain inch by inch, and it didn't even give There is no room for this skull dragon to resist.
The strength of the little skeleton that formed the soul of the element and the body of the element was so powerful that Han Shuo couldn't believe it. Even if Han Shuo's spiritual consciousness had receded, he might not be able to do whatever he wanted in the world of the undead like the little skeleton.
The spirit of death in the world of the undead is extremely strong. The small skeleton formed by the soul of the element and the body of the element can fully mobilize the energy of death to form various attacks. In the world of the undead, his advantage is simply overwhelming. No wonder The Zombie King and the Bone Dragon had absolutely no power to fight back in his hands. \\\\\
Until now, Han Shuo, who has been uncertain about the real strength of the little skull, can be sure that the little skull has at least the strength of a demigod. After the soul of the element and the body of the element were condensed, he was only one step away from becoming a god. Han Shuo suddenly found that he didn't need to worry about the little skull anymore in the undead world.
"Peng!" The Bone Dragon, whose neck was pressed by the little skull all the way to the top of the mountain, suddenly prostrated on the ground with its huge body.
"I. I am convinced, the undead king." Finally, the bone dragon tremblingly expressed the fear in his heart.
"A powerful existence, following behind you is our true destination." After the soul of the zombie king was re-pressed into the body by the little skull, he used the ubiquitous death air to beat him to pieces. With his head recovered, he rushed to express his loyalty.
"Well, it is not easy for you to evolve to this stage. If the soul is destroyed, it will no longer exist." The little skull said majesticly, and let go of the bone hand that was pressing on the back of the bone dragon. .
Suddenly, the little skull rushed out, like a bolt of lightning, and instantly arrived in front of the last bone dragon. This bone dragon, whose bones were broken by the bone spur in the hands of the little skull, is now fleeing outside desperately, it seems. He already understood that he was definitely no match for Little Skull. I'm not going to wade through this muddy water, and I plan to leave as soon as possible.
It's a pity that Xiaokulou's current strength is definitely not something he can compete with, especially,
The bone spur in the little skull's hand. It is still inserted into this skull dragon.
A ray of light streaked across the sky, and the little skull had landed in front of the escaping bone dragon. Before the bone dragon could react, he grabbed the bone spur stuck on the bone dragon, and the purple magic eyes shone with light. Slowly turning the bone spur in his hand, the bones of this Skull Dragon shattered one by one with a "creaking" sound.
He howled violently, struggling in the air and shouting: "Master, great master, I know I was wrong."
Unexpectedly, it is also a role of no kind!
In the world of the undead, the fittest survive. When a low-level creature encounters a high-level existence, there are only two ways, either surrender, or the strong absorb his soul power.
From the existence of the undead world. Low-level undead creatures know how to survive in front of high-level creatures. When the skull dragon realized that he couldn't even escape, he obviously knew what choice to make.
"Very good. Donate your soul and make a contract with me. From now on, I will be my master and you will be my slave until one of you and me dies..." The little skull stood in front of the skull dragon, Stretching out his hand to make a strange soul contract, an oval-shaped strange magic brand suddenly took shape between his hands.
After the soul contract was successfully released, the skull dragon hesitated for a moment, then obediently donated its soul, and slowly fell into the magic brand between the hands of the little skull. Not far away, another Bone Dragon and the Zombie King also obediently came here. They donated their souls without the little skull's orders, and fell into the magic brand made by the little skull. The souls of three extremely powerful undead creatures in the undead world fell into the magic brand in the palm of the little skull. At this time, waves of evil power suddenly came out from the palm of the little skull, and the little skull in the skull The elemental soul also slowly flew out of the skull, enveloping the magic brand little by little.
A magical contract that even Han Shuo didn't know about suddenly came into being. Han Shuo looked at the contact between the four souls and understood that the soul of the little skull completely occupied the leading role, and the other three creatures were not allowed to have any autonomy at all.
Gradually, Xiaokulou's elemental soul was returned to the skull by him. Under his two handprints, the souls of three powerful creatures fell into their original bodies in three straight lines.
"Master!" Two bone dragons, a zombie king, suddenly prostrated themselves at the feet of the little skull, and called the little skull respectfully in unison.
The three powerful undead creatures who came in anger had almost no room to resist against the little skeleton who had evolved to a new level, so they were forced to sign a master-slave contract and swear eternal allegiance to him.
I have to say that Han Shuo found Little Skull more and more unbelievable. Thinking of how he used to help him take out the trash every morning, Han Shuo really felt an indescribable sense of embarrassment. ****
In just a few years, Han Shuo became the lord of the Lancelot Empire from a useless handyman, possessing strength comparable to that of a demigod. In just a few years, a thin and useless low-level skeleton warrior continued to evolve and climbed to the peak of being the king of other bone dragon zombies.
Life, sometimes is so incredible, so full of changes, so amazing!
"Very well, the three of you are quite sensible, otherwise, you will be wiped out now, and your traces of existence will be completely obliterated." The little skull's purple demon eyes were shining, looking at the three newly recruited servants who were prostrate on the ground, proudly Tell the facts.
"Master, only by following behind you can we go further. Your great existence will definitely bring us a wider world." The last bone dragon immediately flattered him, and he seemed very smart .
Compared with the low-level undead creatures everywhere, the powerful beings at the top of these pyramids not only have terrifying strength, but also have much higher IQ than those low-level undead creatures. Flattery, it can be seen that they are all materials that can be made.
"Aw..."
A loud howl, mixed with an evil and terrifying force, was released from the little skeleton.
All of a sudden, those undead creatures crawling all over the mountains and plains stood up one by one, like soldiers waiting for the general to give an order, and looked at the little skeletons on the top of the giant peak one by one.
Undead creatures are very sensitive to levels. The fact that the three former kings suddenly surrendered to the little skull has been known to them through language. Up to now, the little skeleton who summoned them has proved his strength to them with unparalleled strength, and these undead creatures are instinctively afraid.
"From now on, the three of you will still be in command of those former subordinates. Center on this giant mountain and expand to all surrounding areas. Once you encounter an existence that you cannot compete with, come and report to me immediately." The little skull is really like a A general who commanded thousands of troops, methodically commanded the power obtained out of thin air.
"Obey, master, your kingly majesty will be spread to every corner of the undead world by us." Three powerful undead creatures said in unison.
"Okay. Take your original subordinates and step back." The little skull continued to order in a high-spirited manner.
With the order of the little skull, the undead creatures that rushed over like a pilgrimage slowly retreated from the top of the giant peak. The three roaring high-level undead creatures became the masters of those traitors again, ready to lead them to charge and open up a wider territory for the little skeleton.
This time, the call from the little skull made the undead creatures within hundreds of miles realize the fact that the little skull is the real undead king here.
After being dormant for a long time, the little skull reappeared this time, and its aura was astonishing. Han Shuo, who had a panoramic view of everything, suddenly discovered that the little skull had really changed. Before he knew it, he had become a strong man who could no longer be ignored.
In the world of the undead, Little Skull is a true emperor, and all undead creatures will crawl under his feet.
Han Shuo believed that with the existence of the little skeletons, Han Shuo would be equivalent to having an army of immortals. The stronger the little skeletons were in the world of the undead, the stronger Han Shuo's foundation would be.
Han Shuo was deeply moved by the fact that the little skull that was created by accident had now grown to this extent.