Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 122 The siege of friendly forces
Ander Spencer was in a daze.

Because the "most powerful spirit in the history of the Haven Continent" he summoned did not reflect the professionalism of being a spirit at all.

The originally chaotic and indescribable death wraith changed shape on top of the young black-haired lord's head, gradually becoming...

...a ball.

A slippery, chubby ball exuding an obscene aura!

Master Spencer was horrified to see that the wraith ball was actually circling the black-haired lord f***ingly, and spun around in the air a few times flatteringly!
Master Spencer has only seen a similar behavior pattern in one animal!

That animal is a dog!

The knights of the "Pride of the South" Knights, the seconded mages of the Rock Creek City Mages, and Garcia, who rubbed his eyes vigorously, cast their confused eyes on Master Spencer at the same time.

"Great...Master?" The low-level mage who was shocked by the powerful power of the wraith just now looked at Spencer embarrassingly.

Spencer wanted to say something, but felt something stuck in his throat and couldn't make a sound.

It took him a long time to stabilize his mind, and his lips trembled a little:
"Don't... don't panic, there may be something wrong with the magic, as long as I give it another order..."

Master Spencer didn't finish his sentence.

A burst of intense panic suddenly spread like rippling ripples in the formation of Yanxi City.

The reason is very simple: the wraith ball floated over the Shuangfengling Refugee Group for a while, and then suddenly turned into a chaotic wraith in dark clothing and evil thoughts, and came towards Yanxi City with boundless killing intent. A counter-charge!
"Stop! Stop!" Master Spencer roared hoarsely, "I command you to stop!"

The wraith charged down suddenly, passing a Lancer at the forefront of the Yanxi City team like a gust of wind, and blasted the unlucky ghost into a cloud of blood mist.

Amidst the heart-piercing screams, Master Spencer, who was bathed in splashing blood, felt his brain go blank, and completely driven by instinct, wiped his cheeks with his hands.

In the blood-red color, a fragment of internal organs lay quietly in his palm.

"I...I order you..." Spencer looked up at the wraith not far away, and ordered dryly, "...stop, stop..."

The wraith completely ignored the instructions of the "master", and hungrily searched for prey in the air.

This time, it ignored the "Pride of the South" knights fleeing in all directions, and aimed at the place where the magicians gathered.

This group of heavenly favored sons who belonged to the Rock Creek City Mage Corps were completely terrified by the sudden defection of the [-]-year-old wraith, and they were tightly packed together like a nest of poultry.

Another dive, blood blooming like fireworks.

Master Spencer fell silent.He looked around in a daze, and a huge emptiness and powerlessness hit him like a wave. He felt in a trance that all the glory and wealth in his 40-year magic career seemed to be leaving his body and slowly ascending away...

…until a heavy figure pressed him heavily to the ground.

Amidst the dull pain in his back, he saw a pair of bloodshot crazy eyes.

"Garcia...?" Spencer murmured.

His confused eyes slid across Ethan Garcia's face full of madness and anger - there, Spencer saw from the corner of his eyes, the death wraith summoned by the "Gate of Reincarnation of Destiny", in the first During the three strikes, another string of "Pride of the Southern Territory" knights was blown into pieces.

A pair of rough hands straightened Spencer's cheeks.

"Spencer, dog, I don't know what the hell is going on..." Deputy Knight Commander Garcia, whose face was still stained with blood from his hands, gasped and licked his lips, "But I listen Say, if you kill the magician, you can solve the magician's summons, right?"

"Wh...what?" Spencer was a little dazed at first, and then he reacted immediately, screaming in horror, "No...no..."

The icy-bladed Steele two-handed greatsword ruthlessly pierced into the chest of the fifth-level junior magister Ander Spencer.

Blood spurted.

The morning glow is red.

……

The wraith of the "Gate of Reincarnation" did not dissipate because of the death of Ander Spencer, but continued to wreak havoc on the miserable lineup of the Rock Creek City Raiders.

Even, whenever this wraith boy takes the life of a "Pride of the South" knight, it is not Ander Spencer who is the summoner who receives the magical feedback, but Clay A certain lord who rolled his eyes wildly on Mente's back.

Master Laurie and the other Frost Maple Ridge boys looked at the wraiths slaughtering in the city of Rock Creek with their hips akimbo, with strange expressions on their faces.

Although they had known for a long time that the lord's physique was strange and had a certain deterrent effect on undead creatures, so they were not too panicked by Spencer's undead spell...

But the powerful vengeful spirit summoned by the enemy actually turned against the lord directly in front of the lord. This is...

Master Laurie sized up the young lord behind the death knight with eyes focused enough to make people mistake him for a secretive old comrade.

"Ahem..." Xia Houyan looked back at the shocked citizens, and pretended to announce, "Holy God bless, this resentful spirit is obviously aware that only our Shuangfengling can represent the advanced productivity of the wasteland." The direction of development is only in line with the historical development trend if we resolutely abandon the dark and turn to the bright!"

Everyone responded in unison, "My lord is mighty."

Everyone said in their hearts, "I fucking believe in you to be a ghost".

They now know why after the magician on the opposite side started chanting the spell, the lord still had a leisurely look on his face, and even reassured everyone not to be nervous——

——Ganqingya also hides a secret weapon that can "persuade" undead creatures to surrender!

Only Xiahou officials know how to eat glutinous rice balls when they are blind.

Just now, facing the spell chanting of a fifth-level junior magister, it is impossible to say that he is not nervous;

But he still calmed down, and gave full trust to the spell of "driving wraiths" recorded in "Essentials of Necromancy".

Although the study of wraiths is the specialization of the "Odd Spirit Art" school, the "Essentials of Necromancy", which is a general textbook on necromancy, naturally does not lack methods to control wraiths.

The only threshold for "driving the wraiths" is that only when the magician's magic realm is higher than the strength of the wraiths, the control of the wraiths can take effect.

It stands to reason that a mere second-tier mage cannot manipulate the junior magister, use the resentment accumulated in the Land of Soul Breaker for thousands of years, and summon the powerful resentful spirit;
But it is also reasonable to say that he still can't use the master-level magic "resurrection" no matter what!

The little folks on the earth believe in Lord Yama's protection, and the Lord Yama will naturally repay the little fellows on the earth with the magic power and magical realm of prostitution.

What's more, Xia Houyan soon felt that he would no longer walk the rivers and lakes as a "second-tier mage".

With the powerful spirit body formed by the resentment of the land of cracking souls, it blew up the last knight of Rock Creek City into a bottle of shattered royal salute, and the rich gray ghostly magic power flooded into his eyes at the same time.

(End of this chapter)