Chapter 228 Death Breath Shock Wave

Chapter 228 Death Breath·Shock Wave

If someone can cast a row of magic with just a touch of his hand, no matter what level of magic, this person is definitely not a rookie, because this involves an elemental interference problem.

If you can cast more than two magics at a very close distance, it means that the other party has a good elemental control.

What surprised the undead even more was that he cast a row of twelve explosive fireballs, and the other party cast a row of thirteen explosive fireballs, just one more than him.

Is this intentional or a coincidence?

The undead waved his hand hurriedly, and the explosive fireball in front of him whizzed out, and his body quickly flew backwards.

Anger also waved his hand, and the explosive fireball in front of him whizzed, accurately meeting the fireball of the undead, detonating them one by one, and the extra one shot at the undead.

The undead retreated while waving his hand, his hand drew circles in front of him, and every time he drew a circle, a death breath arrow condensed in the center of the circle.

An extra explosive fireball was detonated by the arrow of death, and more arrows of death shot at Ange.

Arrows of death were the type of magic he was best at, not fire magic. He just wanted to humiliate the enemy, but found that the opponent was not someone who could be humiliated casually, so he immediately switched back to the type he was best at.

Arrows of death condensed continuously and shot at Ange continuously.

This was actually a very normal routine for a mage to fight, fire suppression, adaptability, seize flaws, and take them away in one wave.

However, this was exactly what a certain skeleton wanted.

The undead was soon surprised to find that the skeleton's firepower was stronger than his, and the number of explosive fireballs was more than his shadow arrows.

After canceling each other out, there was actually an explosive fireball that broke through the shadow arrow curtain and came to a close position, then turned a big corner under the lock of eyes and hit the undead.

A layer of translucent shield appeared on the undead's body, resisting the damage of the fireball.

"Kubada, what kind of skeleton is this?!" The undead was so angry that he cursed in magic language.

A dignified undead mage couldn't suppress a skeleton in terms of firepower? No one would believe it if he told others.

This couldn't go on. Not to mention being in a stalemate with a skeleton, even if he couldn't win quickly, it would damage his reputation as an undead mage. That was a skeleton, a skeleton with low intelligence and not good at magic! !

The undead had retreated a distance, took out a domino and crushed it. In an instant, a 'huge' vengeful spirit rushed out of the domino, wailing and rushing towards Ange.

Why use the word huge to describe it? Because normal vengeful spirits are only as big as a fingernail, in groups, wailing and floating around. They are the lowest level spirits in the undead world. A little bit of death breath can give birth to a lot of them, and a lot of them can die when the sun shines on them.

However, the vengeful spirits that were the size of a fingernail have become the current size of three or four meters in diameter, and their volume has increased by tens of thousands of times. The same has increased with its wailing.

The greatest destructive power of the ghosts is their wailing. If a ghost appears in your room and you fail to kill it, it will circle around your ears and scream "Ahhh... Ahhhh...", making you unable to sleep, nervous and restless.

If a bunch of ghosts appear in the room, it is basically impossible to stay in this room.

If it is a giant ghost, it will not only scream, but also a skill - the scream of the ghost.

The giant ghost screamed at Ange, and a green sound wave that only the soul can see rushed towards Ange in circles and hit his soul.

Ange tilted his head and didn't react.

The giant ghost was stunned for a moment, floated a few steps closer, and screamed again.

Still no reaction?

It floated a few steps closer, screaming all the way, and floated in front of Ange, blocking Ange's ear and screaming.

The wraith's scream is a kind of mental attack. If the spirit is particularly strong, it can ignore its damage. What a coincidence, Ange's mental power...

Ange can ignore this kind of damage, so he doesn't intend to pay attention to it, but the little ghost on his finger can't ignore it. He can't stand it anymore. The little ghost raised his head and screamed at the giant wraith: "Ah!"

Circles of holy sound waves rushed to the wraith's body, as if it was a flesh and blood body blocking the shining holy light, and was sprayed away in an instant, leaving only the smell of being burned by the holy light, which was very similar to the smell of drying quilts.

The undead, who was concentrating on brewing magic, was also startled by the burning breath of the holy light and shouted in shock: "Holy light?"

However, the little ghost was too small and was still wrapped around Ange's hand. The undead didn't see it clearly, nor did he notice where the holy light breath came from. Was there an ambush?

The undead couldn't help but be alert, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't think that the source of the holy light was on Ange's finger.

The holy light cast by the little ghost has additional damage to undead creatures, but the holy light cast by Anger, because it is too pure, has no such additional damage.

The arrow is on the string, and the undead has no time to explore. He suddenly raised his hands to the sky, making a gesture of holding up the sky with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Sleeping souls, wake up, this is the paradise of the dead..."

The paradise of the dead... With the shouting of the undead, the earth surged with black smoke, which was the pure breath of death. Under the eternal night, it was the most active time for the breath of death.

The earth rumbled and trembled, and not long after, dozens of gray hand bones sparsely penetrated the ground, and dozens of skeletons crawled up from the ground.

Seeing these skeletons, the undead was not happy and said angrily: "Kubada, I forgot that Harvey summoned all the troops to attack the human front." The powerful Paradise of the Dead was halved because of these off-field factors...

The sparse skeletons could not be called the Paradise of the Dead, but the surging breath of death still brought him a little comfort.

A sharp sound of horse hooves came, and two bone horses with soul flames surging in their eyes were seen dragging a carriage and galloping over. The speed was so fast that the carriage was about to fall apart, and a brazier inside bounced up and down, bounced up and down.

The bone horses came to protect the emperor.

The two bone horses pulling the carriage of the undead could not be considered horses, but horse-shaped skeletons. Because of their size, they were much stronger than human-shaped skeletons at the same level.

But before they rushed over, a white figure came out from the ground, and two big hooves printed on the side of the bone horses from the side, kicking them away.

The horse and the carriage rolled several times and fell to the ground. The carriage fell apart and the braziers scattered.

The two bone horses climbed up and looked at the thing that kicked them. It turned out to be a horse with a "leather hat" on its head.

The horse raised one of its front hooves and hooked its hoof towards them, saying aggressively: "Your opponent is me, a skeleton as thin as firewood. Come here and let me show you the power of Grandpa Lightning."

The soul flames in the eye sockets of the bone horses burst out, and they both raised their hooves. The soul flames on their bodies surged and slowly turned into armor. Soon, the two bone horses were wearing soul armor and turned into sturdy and strong undead war horses.

The two bone horses snorted, and a little blue flame spurted out of their noses. They stared at Lightning, as if to say: Are you still thin now?

Lightning pouted, turned around, and twisted his butt towards the bone horse: "Come on, chase me, I'll fight you if you catch up."

The bone horses were so angry that their souls were about to burst out of their nostrils, and they rushed towards Lightning.

The undead was so angry that he asked the bone horses to come to protect him, not to chase other horses.

With a thought, the two bone horses had to glare at Lightning hatefully and turned around to run towards the undead.

They turned around, and Lightning also turned around. What horse could be more flexible than Lightning, whose hooves could flip over his forehead? He was caught up in a short while, and his front hooves kicked the bone horse's butt again.

In the end, only one bone horse could be left to deal with Lightning, and the other ran to the undead to protect its master.

The sparse skeletons also surrounded the undead, and dozens of skeletons could do nothing except use them as shields.

The undead guided the breath of death and gathered it in his hands, then looked at Ange, and the focus of his soul was on Ange - his eyes were locked.

Because there are no eyes, it should be called soul lock.

"Surge, the fog of death..." With a simple spell, part of the breath of death turned into fog and spread out, soon covering the position of the undead.

Anger looked at the fog nervously. He could no longer see the undead and could not lock his eyes on the other party. Could fog prevent eye lock?

The explosive fireball could only stop. This second-level compression magic was not very effective for magicians with powerful shields. It took a lot of effort to break the opponent's shield.

This situation of not being able to see the enemy made him feel bad, and he couldn't help but put his hand into the Palace of Rest.

This was the first time he faced a powerful magician and had no experience in this area. He didn't even know what the enemy wanted to do by covering himself with the fog of death, so he could only adapt to the situation.

Some kind of power quickly gathered in the mist. Suddenly, a black beam of light came out of the mist and shone towards Ange. At the same time, a cry of soul came out of the mist: "Death Breath Shock Wave!"

Anger felt as if he was illuminated by the shining holy light. It was not just a flash, but the entire beam of light rushed over and hit him. If he was hit head-on, it would definitely be more uncomfortable than the shining holy light.

It turned out that he covered himself with the mist in order to use a big move unexpectedly.

The death breath shock wave not only hit Ange, but also dispersed the mist, revealing the undead inside. The undead saw Ange covered by the black beam of light and waved excitedly: "It's done, it's an honor, stupid skeleton, I actually let me use this big move against you, this is your honor... Kubada! Are you okay?"

The black beam of light disappeared, and Ange was seen standing intact in the same place, holding a purple-gold skeleton in his hand to block in front of him, and the death breath shock wave was all hit on the purple-gold skeleton.

The remaining force only reached Ange through the gaps in the skeleton, but the remaining force that had been cut into pieces could not cause any harm to Ange. Instead, it flowed into his body like the coolness of the wind of rest, nourishing Ange's bones.

The undead stared with eyes wide open. If there were eyeballs, they would have fallen out. He murmured in a trembling voice: "Purple...purple-gold body? Whose purple-gold body?"

This question was well asked. No matter whose purple-gold body it was, the problem was serious, because there were only two Lords of Mourning in this world, one was Harvey and the other was Locke.

The purple-gold body was also intact, but it was hit by the breath of death and was a little hot and smoking. Ange shook it and stuffed it back into the Palace of Rest.

If Strong Bone Locke knew that his skeleton was used as a shield, he would probably jump out of the grave and blow up Ange's dog head.

"Who... who are you!?" the undead asked in a trembling voice.

"The Immortal God." Ange murmured in response, stretched out his hand in front of him, and immediately wiped out a mist, covering the place where he was.

The Immortal God? The undead were confused, what does it mean?

If Ange said that he was Rock Solid, he would still be skeptical, after all, Ange took out a purple-gold skeleton.

There are only two purple-gold skeletons in the world, one is Locke and the other is Harvey. Harvey is still alive, it can't be Harvey, so this purple-gold skeleton can only belong to Locke.

But saying that he is the Immortal God, the undead can't help but want to laugh. If you want to scare people, don't brag about such unreliable bull.

However, Ange's actions made him alert again. Death Breath Mist? What does this skeleton want to do?

"Do you want to imitate me? Unfortunately, in a dead and silent place, you can only cast a death breath shock wave once in a short period of time, because the remaining death breath here has been used up by me." The undead said with a smile.

Whether it is the death breath shock wave or the general large-scale magic, there will be similar consequences. All the elements in an area are consumed, and there are not enough elements to cast the next magic.

Therefore, water magicians like the environment with abundant water vapor the most, and fire magicians like the crater the most. The environment has a multiplier effect on casting.

The breath of death has been consumed by itself. Even if this skeleton wants to imitate, there is not enough breath of death to mobilize. Is it just to block the sight?

Just as the undead was confused, a powerful force gathered in the mist, and then a black beam of light sprayed out.

"How can it be...!" The undead only had time to exclaim before being swallowed by the black beam of light, and even the skeleton horse surrounding him disappeared without a trace.

Ange looked at the place where the undead disappeared, and then looked at his hand. He saw that the flame of the soul in his palm continued to burn and transformed into pure breath of death.

What is the breath of death? In fact, it is the thin soul energy. It doesn't matter if the breath of death is exhausted. It's a little extravagant. Isn't it okay to use soul energy to transform it?

There is nothing else, but Anger has the most soul energy, because he is the immortal god!

In this way, the death breath shock wave is the most suitable big move for Anger. Other magic can only be cast at level one or two due to the limitation of magic power. No matter how much it is compressed, it can only be at level four at most, and it can't even hit the opponent's shield.

The death breath shock wave does not require too much magic power, but only a large amount of death breath, which is just like tailor-made for him.

Realizing this, Anger suddenly wanted to give something back to the undead, because the value of this move is too great.

However, looking around, there is no trace of the undead, which has been annihilated without a trace.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed behind him. Anger turned his head and saw a holy beam of light piercing out from the top of the relay tower, and then disappeared. At the same time, the tower came out of the relay spirit's terrifying roar.

Not good! Xiaotian used holy light to flash the relay spirit?

Thank you for the reward of Yuexiafangyang, sirea, the exam must pass the body, Dong Shunrong, and the people never dispersed.