Chapter 173 Serial Corpse Explosion

The two chapters are updated together.

Although Lin Li still doesn't know what method she used, one thing is certain. The heavy footsteps just now were definitely an illusion created by her in some way. There was no silver storm at all, let alone There is no such thing as a level 15 gryphon. From beginning to end, it is just the beautiful leader who writes and acts.

The bargaining chips in her hand are just a few archers at best...

This woman is indeed very courageous. With eight archers, she actually dared to rush into the hotel to save people. You must know that in the hotel just now, the people of the Rising Sun Mercenary Group can be said to be strong soldiers. Rhodes, a level 12, In addition, there are a group of ninth-level and tenth-level subordinates, and outside the hotel, there is also a figure close to the Great Mage who is eyeing Dandan.

As long as there is a slight mistake in the middle, the entire army will be wiped out immediately.

But she just did it, and she did it very successfully...

The seemingly strong Rising Sun mercenary group was wiped out in a matter of seconds. Including the thief Rhodes, not even one of the nineteen people who came upstairs could escape. They were all in a mess. Fell in a pool of blood.

"Hank, go and call everyone. We have to get to Fire Feather Mountain tonight." Salina ordered Hank and others while wiping the blood on her sword.

"Are we not going to rest in Black Mountain Town?" Hank couldn't help but be stunned.

"Tusadin will be back soon. If you don't mind him chatting with you, you can rest here..." Salina took out a rope from her backpack and slowly lowered it along the window while muttering He muttered to himself: "Anyway, I really mind..."

"Tusadin is still there?" When Hank heard this, his head stood up in fright, with a panic look on his face.

"I had someone lure him away just now. He will probably come back soon..." He was just halfway through his words. Selina's pretty face froze. She looked at the stairs and pursed her lips: "Uh... I mean. He has come back..."

Selina just finished speaking. Everyone felt a cold breath coming from the stairs. The way Tusadin walked was very strange. The steps are light and fast. There was no sound at all. You can't see the legs swinging either. Only the black robe was seen dragging on the ground. The whole person floated up like a ghost...

Tussadin just stood at the end of the corridor. He glanced at the pool of blood on the ground. There was still no expression on his pale face. No one knows what he is thinking now.

"What a pity. None of you can leave."

The moment Tusadin appeared. The expression on Salina's face was simply wonderful. It's like a thief who was caught and revealed. He stared there dumbfounded for a long time. Finally, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Ma...Mage Tussadin. Have you had dinner?"

"..." Several members of the Silver Hand heard this. I almost hit my head against the wall.

"Captain Salina. Stop talking nonsense, you know what I'm here to do."

"Actually, Mage Tussadin, what's the future of following Caledra? Why don't you just come to the Silver Hand? How can their idiot mercenary group compare with our Silver Hand? Look at how big you are. You are old and haven’t married yet. If you are willing to come to Silver Hand, I will take care of this. I will introduce you to some beauties in the group some other day... What? You don’t like beauties, what about handsome guys? You What do you think of this young guy Hank..."

Lin Li was stunned when he heard this. Only then did he understand where Hank had learned the rhetoric he used to persuade him...

The expressions on everyone's faces were dull, and several members of the Silver Hand turned their heads quickly. If possible, they really wanted to climb to the roof of the hotel and shout three times: "We don't know this woman! "

No one noticed that Selina's little hand had quietly reached behind her back and slowly grasped the hilt of the long sword...

"Okay. But it'll have to happen next time." Tusadin stretched out his skinny fingers, and saw a slight flash of electric arc on his fingertips, and the long sword in Salina's hand fell to the floor with a "clang" sound. : "Also, Captain Salina, it is not a good habit to pick up weapons when discussing business..."

Selina gritted her teeth: "Tusadin, you have the guts!"

Tusadin said nothing, but twitched the corners of his mouth to reveal a stiff smile, matching his pale face. This smile looks really creepy. The power, which was close to the level of a great wizard, was so powerful that Tussadin just stood at the end of the corridor. Let everyone feel the force of the Holy King of the Universe, the creation of the Holy King, the Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, asking for the devil, the most powerful and abandoned young master in the Ninth Level Heaven, the Great Zhou Royal Family, the Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, the most powerful and abandoned Young Master, Great Zhou, the proud Demon and the ninth level heaven. The royal family uses force to fight the universe and kills the god and seals the throne of God at night. The most powerful and abandoned boy in the ninth level of the world, the Zhou royal family, creates a god and kills the god and the throne of the god at night. Seeks the magic and the most powerful and abandoned boy in the ninth level of the world. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty is under great pressure .

The archers hiding in the room didn't dare to move at all. With their strength, it was okay to sneak attack on the frightened mercenaries. But if they wanted to sneak attack someone like Tussadin who was close to the level of a great magician, that would be like seeking death. There is no difference. Just a random spell is enough to kill them several times...

"Mage Tussadin..." Selina rolled her eyes and wanted to struggle a few more words.

"Salina, you talk too much." But Tusardin didn't give him a chance at all. Just when Salina was about to speak, the black staff in Tusardin's hand was already raised high. In an instant, I felt a violent wave of magic spread out, and the crystal on the top of the staff emitted a dazzling light, illuminating Tussadin's face pale.

Almost at the same time that Tusardin's staff was raised, the eight archers hidden in the room also moved.

They had no choice but to move. Once a magician of Tusadin's level allowed him to master the rhythm, all that awaited them would be death.

For a moment, the sound of vibrating bowstrings could be heard, and a little cold light bloomed in the darkness, as dazzling as the evening star in the night sky.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sharp sounds of piercing the air sounded one after another, but what followed was not the muffled sound of sharp arrows piercing the body, but a burst of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" like the sound of gold and iron. An ordinary sound, a sharp arrow tore through the air, but they encountered a white skeleton. In an instant, there was only a burst of sparks flying, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly. In this airtight skeleton, In front of the shield wall, there were previously extremely sharp arrows. It seemed so powerless.

"Necromancer!" Looking at the white skeletal shield wall, even Lin Li couldn't help but feel nervous. No wonder the aura on this guy was so weird. It turned out to be the Necromancer, a distant relative of the Corpse Witch!

This is a profession rarer than dinosaurs...

Abandoning mysterious knowledge and turning to the darkness for power, few magicians are willing to do such a thing. There is an essential difference between being buried in a laboratory all day long and dealing with undead creatures all day long. The former is respected by others, while the latter is despised by others.

Lin Li was a little curious, what kind of reason would make a person give up the elements and turn to the darkness?

Unfortunately, Tusadin is not ready to tell him the reason yet.

Because Tussadin was busy, he was busy chanting incantations.

The biggest characteristic of the Necromancer. It's just that the time for chanting the incantation is very short.

It sounded urgent and fast, like a scream.

Tusaddin screamed, and there was a muffled sound in the corridor. Where Rhodes fell, blood and minced meat suddenly spattered, and in an instant Ranwen Novel Network swallowed up the two archers who had just come out of the room. The scene was really amazing, blood and flesh splattered. , it was like shrapnel embedded in the archer's body. They didn't even have time to participate before they were blown up like a honeycomb.

"Corpse Explosion Technique!" Even Lin Li didn't expect that this guy would come up and do such a cruel thing. It seems that he wants to kill not only Salina, but also everyone in this hotel...

There were more than a dozen corpses lying scattered on the ground. If a serial corpse explosion technique were to explode them all, not to mention the people in the corridor, I am afraid that even the hotel would be demolished by him.

It seems that I can't stand this show anymore.

Taking advantage of the blood mist that obscured Tussadin's sight, Lin Li quietly took a few steps back, and slowly took down the cross sniper crossbow hanging on his back with one hand. I feel a little uneasy in my heart. Since time travel, this thing has been useless for a long time. It’s better not to miss it at this critical moment...

Salina, on the other side, also picked up the long sword on the ground at the same time, and her whole body was surrounded by a silver flame. This was the fighting spirit unique to warriors above level ten. In Grean's words, only warriors with fighting spirit could do it. Only then can he be considered a true warrior. As for before that, they were just a group of reckless men with no brute strength.

Brought by fighting spirit. Not only will the combat effectiveness be improved, but the resistance of the warriors to various magics will also be greatly enhanced. Some relatively low-level magics will even be directly absorbed by the fighting spirit and will not be able to cause any harm to the warriors at all.

At this time, Salina's body was filled with silver fighting energy, and her whole body seemed to be bathed in the moonlight. The sharp sword turned into a stream of silver light, splitting open a large piece of white bones in an instant.

Facing Salina's long sword, Tussadin didn't even raise his eyelids. He only saw the staff in his hand raised high. With a sharp and harsh chant, several corpses lying in a pool of blood suddenly appeared. They started to move. Although their movements seemed slow and stiff, when they stood up, they happened to block the gap opened by Salina.

Compared to the skeleton shield wall, these two corpses are undoubtedly more terrifying.

Salina was quick to see the opportunity. As soon as the two corpses stood up, she quickly pulled away and retreated.

Immediately after, there were two muffled "bang bang" sounds, and the two corpses exploded in the middle of the corridor. Splashes of blood and minced meat fell on the walls on both sides, and there was only a "click, click, click, click" sound. It went on and on, and the heavy force made everyone feel numb.

The undead magician standing among the corpses was like a warrior with his pockets filled with the power of the bull, almost invincible at the same level.

What's more, Selina's griffon mount is not around now. It's purely a competition of personal strength. She is still far behind Tusadin, who is close to the level of the great wizard. As soon as this series of corpse explosions came out, Selina was immediately blown up. If she hadn't relied on the silver fighting energy to protect herself, just this series of corpse explosions would have killed half of her life.

Hank and others wanted to go up to help, but before they could rush forward, they were blocked by several corpses. The necromancer standing among the corpses was really terrifying. He could control the corpses to fight at will, and when needed when. These corpses can also be exploded at any time. When three or four corpses appear together in a series of corpse explosions, their power is probably not much inferior to wizard-level magic.

"It seems like this guy really wants to demolish the hotel..." Lin Li quietly moved back a few steps. After making sure that there were no corpses around, he carefully stopped and slowly moved the crossbow on his back. Taken it off. Filled the crossbow slot with a sun spike.

After everything was prepared, all Lin Li had to wait for was an opportunity...

Lin Li didn't wait too long for this opportunity.

After another series of corpse explosions, the opportunity suddenly appeared.

Facing the persistent Selina, Tussadin seemed to have lost his patience. He used a sharp chant to control six corpses at the same time. When these six corpses stood up staggeringly from the ground, almost everyone I just felt a numbness in my scalp, if it suddenly exploded. Why don't you blow up the floor?

Then they saw six swaying corpses, surrounding the Silver Hands in the center.

This time. Tussadin's incantation was no longer as fast as before.

After all, it is a series of corpse explosions of six corpses. Even a person at the level of a great mage cannot complete the chant in an instant. Theoretically speaking, an undead mage can indeed control countless armies of the undead, but the undead creatures under control are more difficult to control. The higher the number, the higher the requirements for mental strength and magic power. A battle of thousands of levels like the one in Shadow Valley may only be possible by the two terrifying undead monarchs.

From this perspective. Lin Li is very suitable for the profession of necromancer...

With his innate advantages in mental power and magic power, with just a little research, he can achieve achievements that most necromancers cannot achieve in their lifetime.

Of course, this requires him to be willing...

There are many ways to pursue power, and it is not necessary to associate with undead creatures in order to obtain powerful power.

Seeing the six corpses getting closer and closer, almost everyone's hearts were lifted.

Tusadin's advantage is really too great...

If this was a close battle, he would never dare to control six corpses at the same time like this, but it was a pity. At this time, the strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all. Tussadin's strength is close to the level of the Great Mage, and on the Silver Hand side, the strongest Salina is only level 12. Without the help of griffons, After all, she is not much better than Rhodes and his like.

With this huge advantage, Tusadin used a few bone spears and a wall of bones without any effort at all. Seal them easily. You can't advance if you want to, and you can't retreat if you want to. He could only watch six corpses staggering towards him, and then watch Tusadin quickly chant the incantation of corpse explosion.

Tusardin's chanting of spells was getting faster and faster, and crystal beads of sweat were sliding down Selina's pretty face. The series of corpse explosions just now had already caused some injuries to Selina, and now there was a cut on her arm. He was bleeding continuously, and the hot blood slid down his arm and dripped on the floor with a "tick-tock-tock" sound...

But Selina didn't care at all, she just held the long sword tightly in her hand and chopped at the bone wall in front of her again and again.

This feeling is like an ant biting an elephant.

That kind of almost futile effort makes people feel sad when they see it.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

When the sword blade struck the bone wall, it made a monotonous and boring sound.

Salina's efforts can be said to be almost in vain. The strength gap between the two sides is too big. The bone wall released by Tusadin is enough to trap her firmly. When she splits the bone wall which is one meter thick, , Tusadin's corpse explosion technique may have been released a long time ago.

But Salina still refused to give up. She clenched her teeth and was struck again and again under a silver vindictive envelope.

At this time, Salina was like a moth rushing towards a blazing fire. Almost every impact would result in her head being hit with blood by the thick wall of bones. However, Salina seemed not to feel anything, and casually Wiping the blood on his forehead with his hand, he bent down and picked up the sword again, and started a new round of attacks.

Once, twice, three times...

Even Lin Li didn't arrive first. This strange-looking and beautiful leader had such a tough personality. He looked at the slightly thin figure. Lin Li felt a trace of respect in his heart for no reason. Salina was perfectly interpreting the true meaning of the word "persistence" to everyone in her own way.

As Salina struck again and again, Tussadin's spell chanting gradually became high-pitched, sharp and harsh, and even faintly hoarse. It sounded like it was coming from the depths of hell, making everyone's hair stand on end.

The thick aura of death was surging crazily, and a black mist that seemed to be substantial gradually filled the air. The originally bright corridor suddenly became invisible.

As the black mist filled the air, everyone's hearts sank in unison. Everyone in the Silver Hand knew that after the dark clouds gathered, there would be heavy rain...

They've even seen it. Tussadin was slowly raising his staff.

But at this moment, the smooth chanting of mantras suddenly stopped. This feeling is like a person suddenly having his throat pinched while he is singing loudly.

The people of the Silver Hand were stunned, and Tussadin was also stunned...

The difference is that Tussadin knows better than others what exactly happened to him.

This is magic feedback!

Tusadin's pale face showed a look of astonishment for the first time.

He is a level 14 earth mage. Anyone who can use magic feedback to deal with him should at least have a strength of level 12 or above.

This is what Tusadin is puzzled about.

There are only a few living people in this corridor. Either a warrior or an archer, where did a magician of level 12 or above come from?

But doubts remain doubts. After all, Tusadin is a figure close to the level of a great wizard. Even if he is suddenly hit by a magical feedback, he can still remain calm because he knows that this magical feedback cannot affect him.

Even if there is a magician above level 12 hidden in the room, even if he is hit by a magic feedback, so what? The wall of bones previously propped up. You can definitely buy yourself enough time. As long as you wait for the effect of the magic feedback to pass, you can immediately regain control of the rhythm of the battle.

It's nothing, it's just a little twist.

Tusardin told himself this...

But just a moment later, he realized that this was more than just a small twist.

At the moment when the magic power was interrupted, Tusadin suddenly felt that a huge holy power was coming towards him.

At this moment, the expression on Tussadin's face finally changed, from surprise to shock. From shock to despair. It only took a moment to add up, ever since I chose the profession of necromancer. The expression on Tussadin's face has probably never been as exciting as it is today...

"hiss!"

With a sharp sound breaking through the sky, a ray of silver light instantly tore through the thick black fog. The strength of the thick bones seemed to be like a thin layer of gauze in front of this silver light, but It was completely opened with just one poke.

Then, there was a splash of blood...

"This is impossible!" Tussadin screamed, sounding as shrill as the cry of a night owl.

The spikes of the sun penetrated from the chest and emerged from the back. A small crossbow arrow left a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl in Tusadin's chest. Even if the blood was as close as Tusadin's, When the dried up semi-undead creature had such a big hole in its chest, blood immediately spurted out, although it didn't look very turbulent or surging...

The expression of despair froze on Tusadin's face, and he staggered back a few steps, as if he wanted to reach out to cover the wound, but with such a big wound, how could he be as skinny as a stick? What can be covered with the palm of your hand? The blood flowed out "plopp", and Tusadin could only lower his head, trying to see clearly what killed him.

After seeing the half of the sun spikes clearly, the desperate expression on Tussadin's face seemed to suddenly relax, replaced by a look of sudden realization.

"It turns out...it turns out to be you..."

After saying this, UU read a book www.uukaｎshu． net This necromancer, who was rarer than a dinosaur, fell straight to the floor. Under the purification of the sacred power contained in the sun's spikes, his body seemed to be on fire. In a moment, It was burned completely.

The corridor was astonishingly quiet, and everyone stood there blankly, including Salina, who was holding the sword tightly.

At the moment Tusadin released the corpse explosion technique, almost everyone thought they were really dead this time, but they didn't expect that things would take a turn at the end. Before they could figure out what was going on, At that time, the extremely powerful necromancer was suddenly turned into a ball of ashes, and disappeared without a trace just by being blown by the wind...

Without any warning or reason, I felt like a heart attack patient who suddenly fell to the ground just as he was talking...

This is really weird...

Selina slowly turned around and looked towards the end of the corridor. Near the window, a guy in red leather armor was holding a cross sniper crossbow and asked guiltily: " He won’t come back to life, will he?”