Chapter 1,163

"Didn't we take care of the things outside..."

Climbing the stone steps, Fan Lin and others climbed up to the target, which was the phantom tower. However, what they did not expect was that even after solving the node of resurrection of the undead, the moment they stepped on the steps, The undead in the square still stood up reluctantly.

What was different from before was that it was like a will-o'-the-wisp rising up, which gave Fan Lin the illusion that the entire square was ignited by that faint blue light.

I don't know when the bell rang, but if I looked closely, I could see that a piece of blue flame was born in the pupils of the white skull, extending from the dome to the ground.

All-round ground-to-air coverage strike?

"We seem to have done something amazing..." Fan Lin swallowed. He should have thought of an undead without soul flames, and a whole group of undead that have been blessed by souls...

The combat capabilities of the two are not on the same level at all.

And what they did before was just a temporary solution to the threat of resurrection?

This made Fan Lin a little confused. This was probably the worst decision he had made this whole year.

I shouldn't have complained about it at that time, but now that I think about it, it's quite interesting to see the skeletons with their skeletons dismantled and disconnected.

"These guys...it's like they've been injected with chicken blood..."

"Be careful!" Rutherford said, and immediately pushed the three people to the ground, and then a whole piece of bone stick came over.

Fan Lin raised his wand in panic, and the light blue magic power stirred rapidly in the space in front of him, only protecting the small space for three people.

Along with a crackling sound, fine bone powder penetrated the magic barrier and almost buried the three people.

"Oh, damn..." Fan Lin shook off the white powder on his body, "We have to find a way to deal with them."

"Solve it, how to solve it?"

"Break it!" Fan Lin said, and with a flick of the wand, a huge wall of water was suddenly lifted up from the shallow water surface. The biting cold air quickly froze the water surface, like a city wall, completely blocking both sides. isolated.

"Lie down!" Fan Lin said, sending the wand forward. With a huge cracking sound, the originally dense square instantly cleared a large space, which made all the skeletons slow down. Of course, this is not out of fear, but it seems like it will take them a while to climb up...

Fan Lin clearly saw a few relatively intact skeletons trying to climb out among the broken ice.

tenacious?

Perhaps Fan Lin will feel a little nauseous when he sees bones for a long time in the future.

These guys are really too difficult to deal with. Unless all their bones are crushed, it will be of no use at all.

You said, you have no brain, why are you still wandering around?

And the one crawling on the ground without legs.

"We can't continue to struggle with them." Rutherford said quickly, leaning against the phantom black tower.

"I know, but they have blocked our way back." Fan Lin said, "And, where can we retreat to?"

"Go to the tower," Rutherford said. "No matter what happens inside, there is obviously only one way here. If Dumbledore is inside, I think we can join together first."

Fan Lin raised his head and glanced at the almost closed hexagonal tower. This was not a European-style building. It felt more like an oriental building to Fan Lin, but it lacked the oriental beauty.

This is very contradictory, maybe it is just the result of simple construction, it can be seen that it is a bit hasty.

Suddenly, a huge sound of breaking ice caught Fan Lin's attention. In the center of the square, as if the army of skeletons had been dispersed, a line of blue flames sprayed out from the ground.

"It's that bone dragon..." Fan Lin said, before he had time to think about it, several people turned around and ran into the black tower.

Just these funny skeleton soldiers have already made them very embarrassed, and adding a giant dragon?

Fan Lin was very doubtful whether his spell could cause damage to something at the level of an overlord. After all, the dragons themselves were civilized with their strong bodies, magic resistance, and irresistible dragon breath. Some even had magic skills. The current dragon is nothing more than a large flying and fire-breathing lizard.

He didn't dare to pause at all. When Fan Lin saw the giant dragon soaring into the sky and hitting the dome, although the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching, it was obviously unwise to stay.

Fortunately, the stone door of the Black Tower was not closed, but was pushed open through a gap. There was no doubt that Dumbledore was inside, but could they not hear the movement outside, or did they come here? There was no such riot at all at that time?

"One, two, three... use force..." The three people stood on both sides of the door, supporting the door with their bodies and trying to close the door. However, the door was obviously too heavy to be pushed by the strength of the three of them, even if it was Rutherford couldn't push the vampire's body very fast.

The stone door rubbed violently against the stone slabs on the ground, making a tooth-aching friction sound.

Then, a blue flame spurted in along the crack of the door. Different from the normal flame, the temperature of the door panel dropped sharply, which reminded Fan Lin of the first time he improved the flame spell.

This is not much different from his power, but in terms of power, the two are obviously not at the same level.

"Oh, damn!" Fan Lin said, pulling out his wand and trying to extinguish the raging flames, but the steady stream of frost dragon breath instantly caused the magic power in Fan Lin's body to drop to a freezing point.

"Get out of the way..." Just when Fan Lin was helpless, a golden magic power instantly pushed out the flames at the door. This magic power was very familiar to Fan Lin, just like the breath on his wand.

"Teacher Nicoléme!" Fan Lin shouted in surprise, and then Fan Lin felt a hand move, and an invisible force pushed the door shut in an instant.

This made Fan Lin a little overjoyed. Just now he was complaining about why there were no shadows of Nicoléme and Dumbledore. He even wondered if he had gone the wrong way, but now the answer is very obvious. .

The ancient stone door made a banging sound, and then large pieces of stone were shaken off from the door panel...

A bit damp...with a bit of earthy smell...

"Bah, bah, bah..."

There was a violent coughing sound, but even the bone powder did not fall into Fan Lin's mouth, but after closing the door at the end, they ate a lot.

Is this why the battle process should be as minimal as possible?

Because dust can get into your mouth? (To be continued)