Alcatraz

Chapter 183 Commander of the Undead Commander of the Undead

"I want to see if you can pick faster or if I can kill faster!"

I'm not that stupid. If you go to the ground to pick things up during a fight, you are irresponsible for your own life. As long as all these Nuogu people are killed, there will be no shortage of everything they should have.

Fortunately, these Nordic guests are greedy enough, otherwise it would be really troublesome for them to swarm over them. I just observed the battle of these Nokians. They are indeed as the legend on the island says. They are extremely poor in martial arts and magic talents, and they don't work hard enough. Less than one tenth of the Nokki can use abilities above level three, and a few A few strong men are no more than ordinary adventurers.

The combat skills I developed on Skull Island are most suitable for group battles, but fighting alone is not so refreshing.

I grabbed the two Norse guests with both hands and bumped them hard. Their heads were shattered and their brains came out. Just when there was a sound of wind behind them, I raised my left hand and hit the attacker with a bang.

With a stab of the sword in his hand, he cut the two Norsemen in half, and with a flying kick, he pulled one of them down to his shoulder. He pierced more than a dozen ears with rings and triangles. The guys with various earrings, such as rhombus, square, etc., were kicked away. This was a good kill, and it was hearty.

After mastering the heart of the dead warrior, transforming into a skeleton warrior will no longer convert the power in the body into the power of death. Therefore, fighting as an undead lord will not weaken my combat effectiveness.

The desire to kill arose, and I used the skill I had learned from the flying sand and moving stone sword technique. My whole body spun at a high speed and turned into a top. The sharp sword energy burst out in all directions, immediately involving seven or eight Nuo guests. .

When I violently closed my stance, I raised my head to the sky and let out a long roar. The broken bones and flesh fell behind me, and blood rained all over the sky. I felt a desire to kill for no apparent reason, and countless strange and self-created tricks were transformed into one in my mind. The swordsmanship, which had not had any breakthrough for a long time, finally entered a higher level.

The swordsmanship changed from the violent wind to the gentle breeze. The murderous intention that was originally soaring into the sky has become vague. I didn't learn swordsmanship systematically at first. I just relied on the guidance of Master Horus and created countless killing skills for actual combat. Fa, at this moment, I finally glimpsed a gap in the heavenly way of martial arts, and stepped into the temple of martial arts with one foot.

I raised my left hand in the air. Although there was no sword in my hand, the sword intention of the move was clear. A Norse guest who was about to make a sneak attack was locked by the sword intention. He was stunned and was swept away by the sword stab in my right hand, lightly tapping on his forehead. A shallow mark was lightly carved.

This sword mark may not be visible if you don't look carefully, but it is this shallow sword mark that makes the Nuo guest's body no longer able to preserve the soul fire, and the whimper on the sword stab is shocking. Ming, gave me another gain.

Yan Tianhong has killed a lot more people than me. When this cold girl uses swordsmanship, it is completely different from the swordsmanship she uses. Yan Tianhong's sword skills are brilliant and majestic, full of the beauty of strength. The blue flame on the sword is even more beautiful, making people feel like they are watching an art of killing.

However, Yan Tianhong's swordsmanship was very cunning and ruthless. Every time he made a move, it would change completely, making him completely unstoppable.

The number of Nokki who died at the hands of the two of us soon exceeded thirty or forty people. The Nokki no longer ignored the seven or eight adventurers from the Rock Group, and they all surrounded the two of us.

Originally, I thought that the battle was settled and victory was certain, but I didn’t expect that after the people from the Rock Group came out to help us, they shouted and ran towards the Alcatraz Hotel, completely ignoring me and Yan Tianhong. Two lifesavers.

"these people……"

I was so angry that I could hardly speak. Although I had known that it was difficult to be a good person, I never thought that it would be so difficult to do so.

With one stroke of Yan Tianhong's magic sword, he opened a deep gash in the ribs of an enemy. He was about to die, and then he said to me: "This is nothing. When the Nuo guests put pressure on them, if they knew Our information will also be betrayed to the Nordic guests to ensure their own safety. This is already common on Alcatraz Island."

"Will Nokia still put pressure on the victims?"

Yan Tianhong killed two Rockmen again, and then replied: "The Norsemen hate warriors who act bravely and draw their swords to help. Therefore, they will threaten the victims afterwards and ask them to betray the rescuers, otherwise they will use the most cruel methods. Ways to take revenge. Many people betrayed their benefactors after the Nokians swore an oath in the name of the Holy Tribunal and promised not to seek revenge against them again."

This time I don’t even have to complain. I already know what kind of place Alcatraz is. It always shows the ugliest side of human beings. Of course, there are also the bad qualities of other races. I still have conscience illusions about the people here. Originally, It's my fault.

Although the person who was expected to share the pressure ran away, Yan Tianhong and I were still able to stabilize the situation.

The more people the death breath kills, the more power of death will be transformed into it. The heart of the dead warrior absorbs more and more energy, and the blue flames become brighter and brighter, and suddenly there is a strange and clear understanding. In my mind, a Tunguska magic rune became extremely clear from its original ambiguity. It was the final version of the breath of death spell.

The Breath of Death is the spell syntax of the eighth-level Tunguska Talisman. Making a seventh-level magic sword is not yet its most perfect form. At this moment, this spell syntax clearly appeared in my mind. The Undead Lord's The form also transforms to a higher level state.

breath of death

Eighth level treasure

Magic sword used by the undead

Reduces the user's body weight by 100%, ignoring gravity

Convert any energy into the power of death

Automatically obtain the title of Commander of the Undead

Gain undead pressure and be able to command any undead whose level is lower than that of the undead commander.

Transform any living thing into an undead warrior

I could only make a limited number of sixth-level undead weapons. The seventh-level magic sword Death Breath in my hand was taken from the hands of the undead on Skull Island. I did not make it myself. At this moment, the dead warrior The heart jumped not by one level, but by two levels. Although I still cannot create any level seven undead weapons, the eighth level can only create the magic sword of death breath.

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