I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 170 Fighting the Declining Troops Again!

The success rate of transformation within one hundred times is generally not higher than 20%. Only a few geniuses can achieve the first one hundred transformations and successfully create an excellent success rate of thirty to forty transformation undead.

The success rate of Yi Hua's first ten transformations of Faceless Shadow was not much different from the record, only two successes.

But when he tried to transform the Faceless Shadow for the first time, the number of Faceless Shadows he successfully created was close to twenty.

Calculating at this speed, when Yihua transformed the Faceless Shadow once, he had already successfully created fifty Shadows of Fear.

This surpassed most of the undead transformation geniuses, and was close to 50% of the third-class undead transformation success rate!

Realizing this again from the art of reforming the undead, Yi Hua had to feel the absurdity of the proficiency system "As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded".

But in the end, before the transformation reached 1 time, Yihua had already stopped.

The reason is - the number of drowned grudges under his command is not enough.

Looking at the more than 30 faceless phantoms under him, Yi Hua pondered for a moment, then mobilized twenty fearful phantoms to follow behind him, under his direct command.

As for the other thirty faceless phantoms, Yi Hua let them, together with the other fifty phantoms of fear, follow behind the phantoms of fear under his direct command.

Although he is currently a third-class necromancer, the upper limit of commanding third-class undead is twenty.

But it is not used for combat, it is just followed and stationed nearby, but it is not limited by the upper limit of command.

Reminiscent of the dying horse, the dying aura that can cause continuous damage to the surrounding undead in a wide range.

To be on the safe side, in the enslavement of the fourth-class undead, Yihua decided to adopt a wheel battle, carrying five batches of a total of one hundred third-class undead, and replacing them at any time to supplement the loss of undead during the battle.

Not long after Yihua was ready, the rising tide containing the power of death completely submerged his position when he just returned to the world of death.

Wow ~ Wow ~
Yi Hua pricked up his ears, and faintly heard some different subtle sounds from the sound of the distant waves.

pat~

It seemed to be the sound made by groups of unknown giant creatures swimming in the water.

Realizing that living in the deep sea, an unknown number of undead are about to approach the high tide coast, Yi Hua's heart shuddered, pale flames burned on his body surface, and the half-dead witch body state was activated in an instant.

Within a moment, Yi Hua faintly felt a creepy gaze fixed on him.

"coming!"

Previous experience told Yihua that the line of sight of the fourth-class undead can easily penetrate and lock on to himself in the death mist thousands of meters away.

Before locking on to himself, the individual suspected of dying horses launched an attack.

Yi Hua stepped on the ground suddenly with both legs, relying on the powerful strength of the earth knight level, he rushed tens of meters away in an instant, carrying hundreds of third-class undead legions, and rushed towards the source of his sight locked in the distance .

It was less than three seconds since Yihua turned on the half-dead witch body and rushed to lock on the source of his line of sight, a familiar and terrifying sense of crisis emerged from his heart.

"Locked by the Spear of Decline!"

At the same time that this thought flashed in his mind, Yi Hua immediately started the explosion of life.

As the life energy spread to the whole body, the speed of Yihua, who had already opened the half-dead witch body in advance, suddenly increased, and his speed even exceeded half a hundred per second, surpassing the previous limit speed.

At the same time, he also ordered the undead army following him to disperse, so as not to be affected by the power of decline generated by the explosion of the spear of decline.

Not long after the undead army dispersed behind, a chilling sense of crisis came.

Yihua, who was moving at high speed, had a vague glimpse of the huge dark green decaying spear wrapped in a hurricane, passing seven or eight meters above his head, followed by a violent explosion behind him.

boom!
Feeling the tremors of the surrounding earth and the rapidly spreading ripples on the sea surface, Yihua realized that the spear of decay had passed by him and landed tens of meters behind him.

He quickly sensed the soul connection of the undead who followed him. Seeing that he commanded in time and that the undead army behind him did not decrease in number, he was slightly relieved.

If it was before he was promoted to the third-class half-necromancer body, although he could also avoid the attack of the death spear from a long distance, the process of avoiding it must be dangerous and dangerous, and there is a high probability that he will be affected by the power of death. as casual.

However, before the aftermath of the attack from the dying spear dissipated, another creepy sight locked on him.

But in an instant, the sense of crisis condensed by the spear of decay rose from Yi Hua's heart again.

Yihua, who knew that there would be a few seconds between each time Manaklavi, the man of decline, condensed and threw the spear of decline, was a little caught off guard by the sudden and unexpected changes.

"The condensing speed of this spear of decay is a bit too fast. Could it be that there is more than one decaying horse locked on me?"

Realizing this possibility, Yi Hua's heart tightened.

He knew that under normal circumstances, higher undead had their own territories and would not travel together.

But the dying horse is an exception.

First of all, due to the fact that they only come ashore during high tides, the dead horses do not have a fixed territory around the dark tide coast.

Secondly, the area seen by the dead horse in the death mist is far beyond that of Yihua, and can easily lock and attack individuals thousands of meters away.

Perhaps, the two dying men who locked on Yihua were not together, but because they were separated by thousands of meters and in different positions, they just happened to see and locked on Yihua.

After a little bit of perception, he judged that the sense of threat that had just locked on him was a thousand meters away from the dying people who attacked him before, and they were in different directions. Yi Hua confirmed his guess.

A series of thoughts, for Yihua, who was promoted to a third-class apprentice, whose thinking speed was ten times faster than that of ordinary people, it was only a flash.

During this period, Yihua did not change the direction of movement, and while the attack of the dead horse on the other side was locked, he quickly approached the dead horse that attacked him earlier.

But in a short while, the dead troops that Yi Hua regarded as the target began to gather the dead troops again, and the sense of crisis brought by the two dead spears, like thorns on the back, was superimposed on Yi Hua's heart at the same time.

laugh!
The gray-green spear of decay tore through the airflow on its way, and while making a violent whistling sound, it struck from the top of Yihua's head on the right side.

In the end, the spear pierced into the water dozens of meters away from Yihua's left side, making a violent explosion sound, and blasting a large amount of dead seawater out of the sea at the same time.

A little seawater containing the power of death dripped on Yihua's body, and wisps of blue smoke burned out from the shimmering life armor.

Just after the death spear thrown by the second dying horse exploded, the first dying horse that attacked Yihua first threw the dying spear again.

Although Yi Hua used his strength to manipulate, but because the undead under him had just shuttled to avoid a spear of decay, except for the more flexible Faceless Shadow.

The remaining seventy fearful shadows had no time to launch the shadow shuttle again, so they could only move and dodge.

In the end, three fearful shadows were hit by the second death spear on the spot, and at the same time they disconnected from Yihua's soul.

Among the other fearful shadows, seven were infected with a little power of decay, but fortunately they escaped in time, and there was no serious problem.

Fortunately, due to the successive attacks of the two dying men and horses, the opponent fell into an attack vacuum period of "long" for a few seconds because of the gathering of the dying spears again.

Relying on the next few short vacuum periods, Yihua quickly approached the first dying horse that was closest.

With Yihua's current speed of half a hundred per second, it only took about 20 seconds to get within a hundred meters of the first dying horse.

During this period, Yihua and the undead troops who followed him were also bombed by the spears of death more than ten times.

Under Yihua's precise command, Yihua crossed such a long distance, and only lost more than ten fear shadows.

As for the faster and stronger Faceless Shadow, none of them were lost.

Seeing the naked grey-purple flesh and blood, the huge body, and the familiar faces of dead soldiers and horses who looked like skeleton cavalry came into view, Yi Hua immediately raised his vigilance.

At such a close distance, even Yihua, who has been promoted to the third-class half-necromancer body, cannot guarantee that he will be able to avoid the death spear thrown by Nakrawi.

After seeing more than a dozen drowned grudges faintly floating around the dying horse, Yihua felt that a thousand meters away, the second dying horse was still condensing its spear and trying to attack him. Move slightly.

In the next moment, more than 80 third-class undead followed behind quickly dispersed towards the surroundings, forming a simple encirclement circle for the dying troops.

Not long after the order was given, two more death spears shot at Yihua one after another.

Due to the long distance, Yihua, the spear thrown by the second dying horse, could not easily dodge it.

As for the spear thrown by the first dying horse less than a hundred meters away, he decisively activated the fourth-class magic item Mobius Ring.

Relying on the space shield, Yi Hua resisted the damage of a decaying spear at the expense of nearly half of the magic power stored in the ring.

"Wait, maybe, I can try to change the position, so that the second decaying horse accidentally injures the dying horse in front of me?"

There is no distinction between these undead and the undead of the same type will still be attacked by other undead.

Realizing that his idea was highly feasible, Yi Hua took immediate action.

Feeling that the second dead horse locked on him again, he moved extremely quickly towards the side of the first dead horse, which was only a hundred meters away from him.

The purpose is to make the first dead horse be in the middle of himself and the second dead horse.

And through the precise grasp of time, the first dying horse can be turned into a human shield, just blocking the dying spear attack thrown by the second dying horse.

But the plan was quickly thwarted.

The reason is that there are too many Drowned Wraiths gathered around the first Fading Centaur.

Hundreds of kelp tentacles waved in the surrounding waters, forming an impenetrable protective net within tens of meters around the dead horse.

(End of this chapter)