Chapter 183 020: Fighting with the Ghost Army

This kind of protective spell is not uncommon. It was the same in the ruins of the magic potion sage that Luo Xi explored before. In terms of energy coefficient, the ruins of the magic potion sage are actually much stronger than the soul guards here.

"The energy intensity is not great. The headless knight just now should be the power of the knight level, but there are quite a few, and there seems to be a spellcaster on the oil painting. I don't know what level it is?"

Considering that the knight-level skeleton bones were destroyed to the extent of fragments before, there must be at least wizard-level ghosts on it.

In other words, it is actually equivalent to stationing an army on it, with knights, soldiers, and spellcasters. Using such an army to guard the library shows how much the Shadow Tower values ​​this place.

"So, how to get up there?"

He did not take out other alchemical puppets or undead servants to test. The opponent on it was at the soul level, and his existing servants were difficult to deal with. He had to go out in person.

It is still very difficult to deal with such a large army of ghosts. The last time he was able to escape from the manor of the magic sage, it was mainly because of Nilu's advantage. The hellhound with the strength of a high-level wizard allowed him to crush everything with his hard power.

Now Nilu is not around. If he relies purely on himself to fight these ghosts, even if the strength is far less than that of the last manor, it is not so easy to deal with.

"Get ready first."

He must go up. It is not easy to get here to the wizard-level library. If he does not look at the paintings of the knowledge inside, Luo Xi will really not forgive himself.

After thinking about it, Luo Xi took out the space gem and quickly arranged a space anchor point in the hall. When he encounters a problem that he cannot deal with and gets into trouble, he can quickly teleport down through the space gem.

These ghosts are obviously imprisoned in the corridor above by the magic circle. They cannot leave the corridor at will. When they encounter danger, they can get rid of danger as long as they leave the corridor.

"Wish me good luck!"

Finally, he took out the death sickle and held it in his hand. Luo Xi took a deep breath and walked towards the spiral staircase.

One step.

Two steps

Ten steps

Soon, the end of the stairs appeared in front of him again, and Luo Xi stepped onto the corridor above again.

The same sense of distortion came again, and this time because he came here in person, the distortion was even clearer, and the short corridor visible to the naked eye instantly stretched to hundreds of meters.

The weird laughter sounded in his ears at the same time.

"Hahaha! Another one, another one!"

"Eh? Why does this taste so familiar? It seems to be the one that was just chopped off!"

"Idiot, they are clearly the same!"

"Cut it off! Chop it off!"

The paintings laughed at Luo Xi and prepared to attack him in a show of force.

"Stupid invader, taste Conrad's cross sword!"

A warhorse neighed, still the headless knight from before, it was the oil painting hanging on the outermost side, and it seemed to attack in this order.

"Da Da! Da Da!"

Amid the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, the headless knight rode out of the painting on his warhorse, raised his cross sword and slashed at Luo Xi.

Luo Xi, who had been prepared, dodged the charge of the headless knight with a sideways move, and raised the death sickle in his hand to slash at the headless knight.

A layer of blue soul flames burned on the blood-red sickle, and the interweaving of red and blue looked particularly strange.

Unlike the previous attack, which was useless, Luo Xi's sickle hit the headless knight hard this time. The sickle under the blue flame instantly split the headless knight in half and burned quickly.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream sounded, and the head held by the headless knight twisted and deformed, wailing in pain.

The paintings on the wall all changed color, and they stopped laughing and started to curse.

"Damn it, what did you do!"

"You damned invader, how dare you attack Conrad!"

"Kill him!"

As if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves, the ghosts in the corridor suddenly boiled.

They cursed and rushed out of the painting one after another, and instantly assembled an army in this corridor, rushing towards Luo Xi with murderous intent, as if to chop him into meat sauce.

The farmer raised the pitchfork, the blacksmith raised the giant hammer, the pirate took out the sickle, and the wizard raised the magic wand, like a tide, rushing towards Luo Xi.

Facing this oncoming attack, Luo Xi did not panic at all, and calmly waved the death sickle in his hand to fight back.

The dark blue flame burning on the sickle is the soul flame, which can effectively attack these soul bodies. Every time the sickle is waved, there will inevitably be one or even several soul bodies falling under his sickle.

In front of Luo Xi's 36% soul tempering degree, ordinary soul bodies can't resist at all.

For a moment, he was like a real death god, shuttling among the ghost army, calmly waving the sickle and harvesting souls.

Ordinary blacksmiths, farmers, and ladies were the first to be killed. These were relatively weak soul bodies, and they couldn't withstand a blow under the sickle. They had no defense at all and were all annihilated under the sickle's soul flame.

After these were finished, it was the turn of ordinary soldiers. These were the largest number, probably hundreds of them.

They were stronger than the farmers, but their strength was limited. Basically, they could take one away in two or three hits.

After the soldiers, there were knights. There were more than a dozen knights like the headless knight, and their strength ranged from elementary to advanced knights.

If he faced real knights in the secular world, even if there were ten times more knights, Luo Xi could easily deal with them, but these ghost knights here were more difficult to deal with. After all, Luo Xi lacked any effective offensive spells to deal with them, and could only chop them one by one with his sickle.

In addition to the knights, there were also spellcasters. These spellcasters released some spiritual spells, similar to the soul blow caused by screaming in the previous commissioner, which was very troublesome.

Fortunately, there were not many spellcasters here, and they were only apprentices, so the impact on Luo Xi was relatively limited.

He just swung the death sickle and chopped it all the way, killing all the way!

Luo Xi cut a bloody path in this dense corridor purely by brute force.

If it were a real battlefield, both sides would be filled with broken corpses, and the pungent smell of blood would make people faint. However, since there were only souls here, there would be no such trouble.

The battle lasted for more than 20 minutes, and Luo Xi finally killed the last soul.

The originally noisy corridor suddenly regained its stability.

At the same time, Luo Xi found that the corridor that had been twisted and lengthened before had also returned to its original appearance unconsciously. The oil painting on the wall was still hanging there, but it had become an ordinary oil painting, and the portraits inside would not move or speak.

It was as if everything before was just an illusion, and there was no ghost army or fighting at all.

"What a wonderful magic."

With a sigh in his heart, Luo Xi came to the end of the corridor and stepped into the library at the end.