Chapter 688 Wolf Clan Holy Warrior
"Your strength is indeed very strong, but facing the two of us at the same time, do you think you still have a chance of winning?" A man in a gray robe with his head covered by a huge hood said hoarsely.
"You two? Huh! You're just two clowns who can only play with bones. Your bodies are no longer your own. Can you still be considered human?" A pair of daggers. The dagger is not a common metal dagger, it looks like the fangs of some kind of monster, which is somewhat similar to Li Zhenbang's poisonous dragon thorn.
"Jie Jie, I like to see the tough-mouthed people finally kneel down in front of me begging for mercy." Another man in a black robe laughed strangely.
"Your ideals are full, but it's a pity that reality is even skinnier than your bones." The wolf saint warrior stretched out his right index finger and shook it from side to side a few times, looking at the man in black with disdain.
"Jie Jie, just keep talking! Let's see how long you can be arrogant!" The black-robed man was not angry, but looked at the wolf holy warrior with excitement.
There were already some wounds on the left arm of the wolf holy warrior, and these wounds were caused by the previous battle.
Although the wound was very shallow, and only some of the epidermis was injured, some black fluff had already appeared on the wound, and the fluff was gradually hardening and spreading.
When the fluff spreads completely, the wolf saint warrior can't move. When the fluff completely erodes his brain, he will become his own puppet. The puppet of a saint-level powerhouse is hard to come by.
The holy warrior of the wolf tribe had already discovered the abnormality in his body. If he had enough time, he could use his fighting spirit to remove the black fluff.
The gray half-moon-shaped energy wave just now was emitted by this person. If he hadn't reacted quickly, this energy wave would have seriously injured him.
"Master, I'm not only hard-spoken, but also hard-boned. I'm afraid I'll disappoint you!" The wolf saint warrior stroked the colorfully dyed hair on his head, curled his lips, with a cynical look.
"I'd like to see how long your mouth can last!" The man in black sneered at the wolf saint warrior, and several monster skeletons surrounded him with bared teeth.
Not far behind the skeleton monster, stood a few rotten human beings. Their hands were shining with the light of various magic elements. Obviously, they could still use magic attacks, but the magic waves emanating from them It can be seen that the power of magic attacks is not very high.
In fact, as necromancers and puppet mages, their attack power is indeed not strong, but their attacks are rather annoying, always harassing the opponent at critical moments, making it impossible for the opponent to use skills coherently.
This can not only hinder the opponent's attack, but also disrupt the opponent's attack rhythm. If the rhythm is disrupted, the power of the attack will be greatly reduced, so the wolf saints hate these puppet mages the most.
If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be in such a mess. The injury on the arm was indirectly related to them. It was precisely to avoid the attacks of them and the gray-robed man that he was successfully attacked by the black-robed man.
"We wolf people like to eat the most. One is meat and the other is bones. Today I will tear your two bones apart!" The wolf saint gritted his teeth, the muscles on both sides of his nose trembled, and his eyes changed. It was extremely hot. The bone dagger in his hand was covered with purple fighting energy, and the purple fighting energy seemed to be alive, flowing on the dagger.
"Hmph! Then I'll break off your teeth one by one to see if you still have teeth to stutter your bones!" The gray-robed man snorted coldly, the gray magic elements on his body became thicker, and the whole space was gusts of darkness , there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves, which made people feel a little creepy.
The wolf jihad made a whining sound, his pupils shrank slightly, and his hair stood on end like steel needles. Don't look at the relaxed words of the wolf jihadist, but his heart has been tense.
Facing two necromancers, one of whom was a holy magister of the undead, even the holy magister of the light system who restrained the most necromancers did not dare to relax his vigilance.
Undead magic is the weirdest magic, not one of them, and it is also the most mysterious magic. Any magical element can be awakened after birth, whether it is five-element magic, dark magic or light magic, only undead magic cannot be awakened actively.
Although I don't know how the first necromancer awakened actively, but so far, none of the necromancers known to people was born as a necromancer.
Some of these people are well-known fighters or magicians, and some are ordinary people who are unknown. There are good people and bad people, good people and evil people.
If you have to say that they have something in common, it is that they have all disappeared for a while, and when they reappear, they are already terrifying necromancers.
The man in black uttered a fourth-level undead magic song, and saw a huge smoke-like gray skull appear out of thin air, and then floated towards the wolf holy warrior, while bursting out strange sounds from his mouth. screeching sound.
Hearing this sound, the body of the undead monster made of white bones emitted a gray light, and the light of various magics emanating from the undead puppet mage also faintly mixed with some gray undead magic elements.
The weird screaming sound of the gray skull is an increase for undead creatures, but it is a torture for wolf holy warriors. The screeching sound made the wolf saints dizzy. Even though they sealed their hearing with battle qi, they still felt dizzy. The sound could directly affect their mental strength.
Fortunately, the strength of the wolf holy warriors is not weak, and the wolves are strong-willed among the orcs, so although there are some effects, they are not too serious. But once the time is long, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents.
The song of the black-robed man's wraith directly opened the prelude to the battle. The wolf warrior suddenly moved, like lightning, and rushed straight to the gray skull in the air. The wolves belonged to a race that was good at endurance and agility. As holy warriors, they were even better at speed.
The man in black froze for a moment. He thought that the wolf warrior would attack the undead puppet mage first, but he didn't expect that he would choose to attack the gray skull.
The choice of the wolf holy warrior was quite stupid in the eyes of the man in black. The reason why he didn't release the second Song of Wraiths was not because of the difficulty of using the Song of Wraiths, but because the Song of Wraiths Their attributes cannot be superimposed, and their influence on others cannot be superimposed. Summoning one more is of no real use.
And the Song of Wraiths is just a level 4 undead magic, it doesn't matter to the man in black even if it is destroyed, he can continue to release it at any time.
The black-robed man even fantasized that once the wolf clan saints deciphered the song of the wraith, the next step would be to release five or six songs of the wraith, so that this person who dared to offend Tianwei collapsed in depression, Sinking in the collapse, completely becoming a puppet at the level of a holy warrior.
A puppet at the level of a holy warrior is already very exciting just thinking about it. The man in gray robe is already a saint magister of the undead, and he has only one puppet at the level of a holy warrior, and he has just stepped into it. The transformation of a person of the holy warrior level is naturally not as powerful as this wolf holy warrior.
Seeing the wolf holy warrior getting closer to the gray skull, the man in black was also ready to continue releasing the song of the wraith.
At this moment, the gray-robed man suddenly attacked the wolf holy warrior, and a gray mist suddenly appeared in front of the gray skull, on the only way for the wolf holy warrior.
This gray mist is no ordinary mist, it is the withering breath of the sixth-level undead magic. As long as any creature enters the range of the withering breath, it will not only consume a lot of battle energy or magic, but also its vitality will be quickly consumed, the body will be exhausted rapidly, and it will become a mummy in a short time. After turning into a mummy, even a saint-level powerhouse will lose a lot of strength.
Although the sixth-level magic is not fatal to the holy-level powerhouse, it can greatly consume the battle energy and vitality of the holy-level powerhouse. Saint-level powerhouses of the same strength, of course, are relatively more dominant in their prime of life.
Seeing this scene, the man in black frowned in dissatisfaction. Regardless of whether the gray-robed man was intentional or unintentional, once the wolf holy warrior was affected by the withering breath, his vitality would definitely be damaged. If he turns into a puppet, he will lose a certain amount of strength. If he loses a certain amount of vitality, his strength will definitely be damaged again. This is not what he wants to see.
But he couldn't say anything. Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with the gray-robed man doing this. It was always right to consume the enemy's vital strength.
Another gray-robed man is stronger than him, and his status is also higher than him. Although his qualifications are older than the gray-robed man, everything in the necromancer profession depends on strength. Seniors with high qualifications can only be qualified to speak, and strength is decisive.
The following scene made both the gray-robed and the black-robed men stunned for a moment, because the wolf holy warriors did not break through the withering breath and decipher the song of wraiths as they had imagined, but turned around suddenly and killed them directly. Beside the undead puppet mage.
The man in black immediately controlled the undead puppet mages to dodge, but the speed of the puppet mages was far worse than that of the wolf holy warriors. Only two puppet mages were saved from the catastrophe because they were closer to the undead monsters. The other puppet mages were all demolished. became parts.
Seeing this scene, the black-robed man was not angry, but heaved a sigh of relief. At least the wolf holy warrior was intact. It didn't matter that the puppet mage was dismantled. The strength of the wolf holy warrior was the most important thing.