Chapter 214

The overwhelming resentment in the Dragon Nail is not only harmless to the lich, but also a great tonic. The lich is famous for controlling the resentment of death.

As for the holes made by the Dragon Nail, that is not a problem at all. The lich does not care about it at all.

Feng Weiluo stretched out his hand and the Dragon Nail shook and broke free from the lich's palm and flew back to his hand.

"It seems that to deal with the undead, the authentic Black Dog Nail is needed. This Dragon Nail is invincible against living creatures, but it is not very useful against these undead." Feng Weiluo thought to himself.

On the contrary, the authentic Black Dog Nail contains Yang energy. This thing is the most restraining undead creatures, especially zombies and liches.

Feng Weiluo found that his left-handed secret technique was much more powerful, but this time the opponent was the undead, so the means he could use were a little weak.

The left-handed secret arts that he relied on the most were not very effective against undead creatures. As for the large-scale death attack of the original flying head technique, it had no effect on these undead creatures.

Liches are also undead creatures that are good at using the death cloud. Although they are not the same thing as the black cloud cast by Feng Weiluo's flying head technique, they are almost the same. The main body is composed of death energy.

This death energy is powerful and effective for living creatures, but it has no effect when dealing with undead creatures. It cannot be said that it has no effect, but that this death cloud can have a certain amplification effect on undead creatures.

At this time, the flying dragon in the sky, the Panlong wooden staff, was fighting with Moril to suppress the two bone dragons, and the bone dragons had no power to fight back.

"Left-handed secret art: paper cutting!"

Feng Weiluo flipped his hand, took out five paper figures that had been prepared long ago from the space, threw them into the air, and three paper figures rose against the wind and soon became guardian warriors more than three meters tall.

As Feng Willow's strength increased, the secret arts he had learned also increased. The five paper figures turned into five tall giants in armor.

With the addition of these paper figures, the silver-armored corpses led by Taris were finally able to stop the terrifying knight in black armor.

To deal with these undead, neither Feng Willow's best beast creation nor plague had any effect.

"Willow, I knew you would come to find us." Taris shouted excitedly when she saw Feng Willow joining. At this moment, she was no longer the majestic female general on the battlefield, but a young wife who was eager to see her husband in times of crisis.

Seeing Taris so excited, Feng Willow secretly regretted that he should have come here a long time ago. But it was naturally not appropriate to say this.

"Who is the other side? Why attack you?" Feng Willow asked.

"His name is Nimbas, a corpse wizard. He wanted to rob the Frostwolf Battle Axe in my hand. Later, during the battle, he took a fancy to the zombies you made and wanted to seize the secret technique of making zombies.

He also took a fancy to Moril and wanted to make her into a corpse dragon." Taris was full of grievances, and finally saw her relatives.

She had never suffered such grievances before. The past few months were too difficult. If it weren't for the expectation of Feng Willow in her heart, and she felt that Feng Willow would definitely come to them, they would not have been able to hold on until now.

Not only was Nimbas, a powerful lich, watching them at any time, but more importantly, this icy and snowy environment made them see no hope at all.

"Okay, I'm here, everything depends on me." Feng Willow said firmly. He also knew that Taris was under too much pressure during this period.

Feng Willow jumped off the Plague Seven-Headed Hydra. The Plague Seven-Headed Hydra was an important fighting force, even in this icy and snowy environment, its consumption was very large.

The seven heads roared to the sky at the same time, exuding a terrifying plague aura, and rushed towards the opposite side. If the opponent was a living being, this powerful plague aura would be enough to infect the opponent with the plague.

Unfortunately, the opponent was an undead, and the most powerful means of the Plague Seven-Headed Hydra was useless.

"Left-hand Secret Technique: Resurrection!"

Feng Willow pointed his hand, and the zombies originally controlled by the opponent were summoned again by Feng Willow's secret technique after being killed.

Normally, corpses that have been enslaved by undead magic have no use value after death. There is no ability to stand up again.

However, Feng Willow's left-hand secret technique and the death secret technique of this world are completely different. Although they are also zombies in appearance, they are different in nature.

A group of dead bodies lying on the ground stood up again and waved their weapons at their former companions. The original scales of victory had already tilted towards Feng Willow.

Now this secret technique of resurrection has become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Who are you? Is the latest undead secret of this era?" Nimbas asked curiously.

"Why do you think I would tell you?" Feng Willow was very surprised to see the tone of the lich opposite him, as if he was an old friend. Both sides are hostile to this extent, and they can still ask questions.

"Because you are also a necromancer, all necromancers come from the Death Cult. We had many misunderstandings before, but since we are all from the Death Cult, we can naturally sit down and talk.

Speaking of which, I should still be your senior. It was indeed my fault for attacking your wife before, and I am willing to compensate you. For ages, we, the Death Cult, have been hostile to the entire world. If we continue to fight among ourselves, we will have even less chance of survival. "Nimbas said sincerely.

Von Willow has heard of the Death Sect, and has even cooperated with them. The current leader of the Death Sect is called Nagus. He was a member of the original cult alliance. He also once robbed the Crystal Palace of the Alpha Empire.

However, Feng Willow later felt that he was not from the same group as them and his views did not match, so he stopped contacting them.

Feng Willow was also weighing the gains and losses in his mind. They had the upper hand now, but creatures like lichs were extremely difficult to kill, and there were many ways to resurrect them.

And even if he wins, this lich is obviously a poor man and he probably won't get much loot.

"I am not a member of the Death Sect, but I know the current leader of the Death Sect and have a good relationship. If you are willing to give me those two bone dragons as compensation, I can consider forgiving you for the offense against my wife." Feng Willow said. .

"Since you can control the undead, no matter whether you are a member of the Death Cult or not, in the eyes of the outside world, you are a member of the Death Cult, and you will be hostile to all living beings.

Not just ordinary creatures, but also the gods that are about to resurrect. Almost all gods are hostile to the undead. Even if you don't join the Death Cult now, you will still join in the future.

As long as you still master the secret technique of controlling the undead, you will inevitably become a member of our death sect. What kind of organization do you think the Death Cult is?

We are just an organization that sticks together to keep warm. As for you wanting my two bone dragons, that's impossible. That's my most powerful assistant.

And even if it is given to you, the bone dragon cannot really surrender to you. How about this, I see that your secret technique of refining zombies is very powerful. As a senior of the Death Cult, I can teach you the secret technique of refining the terrifying knight.

The horror knights you see now are just defective products, and they have not been able to fully exert the capabilities of the horror knights. Because the material is not good.

The real terror knight is an undead creature standing at the top of sequence four. Some monsters in sequence three may not be able to defeat the terror knight. Yes, I am talking about your Hydra. "Nimbas admires the Terror Knight very much.

Regarding the refining method of the Terror Knight, Feng Willow was really moved.

He turned to look at Taris and Moriel. They were the ones who had been wronged during this period, and it was hard for him to agree to reconciliation directly.

Taris obviously saw Feng Willow's heartbeat. She just smiled at him gently and said: "As long as it is your decision, I support it."

On the contrary, Morrill said angrily: "No, Feng Willow, you don't know what kind of life we ​​have been living during this period. I will not be willing to accept this person's death!"

"Okay, I understand, I will definitely avenge you!" Feng Willow said firmly.

"Nimbas, today is the day you die. You have to pay the price for what you have done." Von Willow said firmly. As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a huge red ghost appeared in the air.

It was the plague ghost that Feng Willow summoned from the ghost ship. This is also the strongest undead in Feng Willow's hands now.

"Junior, do you know the consequences of offending an immortal lich to death? That will make you, and your descendants, live in fear for the rest of your life." Nimbas said with a grin.

"Hmph, it's just a lich, so what does it matter? Even if it's a resurrected god, it's not like I haven't killed it before." Feng Willow said competitively.

Seeing Feng Willow's confident appearance, Nimbas also felt a little timid. The older he gets, the less timid he becomes. Being able to survive from the last era to the present depends on such caution. He never underestimates any opponent.

"You're not that old, but your tone is not that young." Nimbas said with a sinister smile.

At this time, the battlefield in the sky had already decided the winner. Moriel could have suppressed the two bone dragons alone, but the two bone dragons tried their best to stop them, and she was unable to support the following battle.

Now with the help of the Coiling Dragon wooden staff transformed into a flying dragon, the two bone dragons were beaten so hard that they were unable to fight back. Soon one of them was decapitated by Morrill, who seized the opportunity.

The other one saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape, but was tightly entangled by the dragon transformed into a coiling dragon wooden staff.

"Secret Technique: Aging!"

The bone dragon is really anxious. At its level, even the undead already have enough wisdom. Seeing that all his companions were dead, he immediately became desperate.

Aging is a very powerful curse capable of robbing an opponent of their life force. Let the other party become dying.

Its secret technique can have a good effect even if it is used on Moriel. However, the flying dragon transformed by the Coiling Dragon Wooden Staff is not a living creature at all. This kind of curse on the body is indeed insignificant to the Coiling Dragon Wooden Staff. No threat.

Instead, Shenlong took advantage of this opportunity, suddenly approached, and hit the bone dragon's chest hard. This blow broke two of the bone dragon's ribs.

After the Coiling Dragon wooden staff turned into a flying dragon, it hit him with a flick of its tail without waiting for the Bone Dragon's next move. The Bone Dragon had already seen the power of the Shenlong and did not dare to resist. He wanted to retreat, but at this time Moriel had already rushed over.

Molier really hated the two bone dragons. Although she was not an orthodox dragon, she still had a deep hatred for bone dragons.

A breath of frost came up, and the bone dragon was hit by the frost breath in the front without any escape, and frost and ice instantly formed on its body.

With the power of the bone dragon, although such damage was serious, it was not enough to kill the bone dragon. As long as there was a breath of time, it could break the power of this frost breath with its strength.

However, at this time, it was a luxury to have even a breath of time, because the dragon tail of the dragon-shaped wooden staff had already hit it. The bone dragon could only barely raise its forelimbs to resist, but was hit back by the dragon's tail. Unfortunately, the feet frozen on the ground were no longer owned.

Even if the double support was lost, it was not a fatal injury for a bone dragon. The vitality of undead creatures was so tenacious.

Nimbas said that it was a big deal, but in fact, he had already planned to escape. At this moment, he saw that one of the two bone dragons had been lost, and the other one had been severely injured. He immediately knew that the situation was over.

Twenty horror knights turned their horses around at the same time and began to flee. The other large number of low-level undead were still attacking like a tide at this time, buying time for the horror knights to escape.

"Don't let him run away, Moriel." Feng Willow greeted Moriel in the air.

"Don't worry, he can't run away." Moriel said confidently.

Moriel looked at Nimbas who was fleeing in a panic, and his heart was unprecedentedly happy. He was teleported to this area by space, and his life in the past few months was really difficult. It was raining all night, and he was chased by a powerful lich.

Moriel's speed was very fast. How could running on the ground be compared with flying in the sky? With just a flap of wings, Moriel had caught up with Nimbas.

"Nimbas, I never thought you would fall into my hands. Thank you for hunting me down for the past few months. Now it's time for me to repay you for your kindness in taking care of me during this period." Moril said happily. (End of this chapter)