I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 172 Enslaving the Fourth Class Undead!

Realizing this, Yi Hua hurriedly mobilized the Faceless Phantom to retreat quickly.

While keeping a certain distance from the dead horse, twenty faceless phantoms shot out one after another tens of meters of fear tentacles burning with black flames, attacking the neck and every joint of the dead horse.

Yihua himself, also relying on the tentacles in the state of the half-dead witch body and the long-range crescent slash, persistently caused damage to the dead.

Although the speed of the faceless ghostly shadow is extremely fast, through the ghostly shadow shuttle, it can cross a distance of [-] meters in an instant.

But as the fourth-class undead, the dead horse is faster than the faceless shadow.

After losing the long-range death spear, the decaying horse can still rely on high-speed charging and trampling with iron hooves to cause fatal damage to the faceless shadows that are too late to dodge.

However, relying on the background of a large number of third-class undead under his command, Yihua continued to mobilize the undead in the surrounding circle to supplement the loss of undead in the battle.

Facing Yihua's style of play, it looks extremely powerful, and can easily kill and injure the third-class undead, like a trapped beast.

Time passed bit by bit, and the injuries on the dead horse in front of him became more and more serious.

One after another, the bones can be seen deeply, and the terrifying scars that even penetrate the body appear on the body surface of the dead horse.

Due to the heavy damage to the joints, the speed and destructive power of the dead horse also dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, falling into a vicious circle.

In the end, without consuming a single scroll, Yi Hua successfully beheaded the dying horse in front of him.

Seeing that there was no power to fight back in front of him, even though he was soaked in the water, his dark green vertical pupils were still wide open, staring at himself, the huge horse head with dark purple muscles and bones exposed, Yi Hua took a deep breath, and slowly exhale.

"it is finally over……"

Feeling slightly heaved in his heart, Yihua, who was completely relieved, stretched his hand into the water and picked up the huge horse head that was not much less dead than himself.

After the battle, there is a boring process of enslaving the undead.

After spending a long time, replenishing the magic power of the soul feeding technique, and performing hundreds of fourth-class undead enslavement continuously.

The dying horse in front of him finally established a soul connection with Yihua, and became the first fourth-class undead enslaved by Yihua.

He had just enslaved the first dying horse, and before he had time to use the breath of death to restore his body and restore his combat effectiveness, the familiar sense of crisis in the distance locked on him again.

"It seems that the second dead horse who noticed the end of the battle decided to attack me while I was in a bad state."

However, by virtue of the Soul Feedback Technique, besides the loss of nearly half of the undead carried by Yi Hua, the overall combat effectiveness has not been greatly affected.

He resolutely assigned a few fearful shadows to guard the first dying horse in poor condition.

At the same time, carrying a large number of third-class undead, they rushed towards the second dead horse.

Once born and twice cooked.

Relying on the consumption of undead, performing the soul feeding technique to supplement the magic power, consuming the magic power to perform the holy light technique to supplement the life energy, and consuming the life energy to condense the repeated cycle of the crescent slash.

Under the siege of a large number of faceless shadows and fearful shadows, Yi Hua cut out dozens of highly compressed crescent moon life energy one after another.

At the cost of losing more than 20 fearful shadows and faceless ghostly shadows, the body and horse head of the second dying horse were completely cut off successively.

After enslaving the second dead centaur, together with the drowned grudges gathered around it.

Yi Hua quickly built the breath of death, speeding up the healing of the injuries of the two dying horses.

After an unknown number of treatments with the breath of death, although the two decaying horses did not fully heal, they also recovered their basic actions and the ability to throw the decaying spear.

Next, after searching for the third Decaying Centaur thousands of meters away in the sea, Yihua also felt for the first time the considerable support ability of the two Declining Centaurs throwing the Declining Spear at the same time.

Due to the indiscriminate bombardment of the two dead horses under his command, the third dead horse was attacked by ten dead spears before Yi Hua's body approached the target.

Through Yihua's operation, at least six of the spears hit the third dying horse.

When Yihua arrived in front of the target, what caught his eyes was a large number of remnants of drowned ghosts soaked in the sea, and a third dead horse that was seriously injured and its body had already been shattered.

Next, the process of subduing the target went extremely smoothly.

Without any effort, Yi Hua decapitated the third dying centaur that had almost lost its ability to attack, and successfully enslaved it.

Then Yihua tried to control three dead horses at the same time, and the heavy feeling in his soul also made Yihua clearly realize that at present, the limit of the number of his third-class apprentices who can control the fourth-class undead at the same time.

So after a simple treatment of the third dead horse, he let it and the rest of the third-class undead return to the station of the rest of the undead under his command.

On the other hand, he led the two dead horses, looking for the dead horses without an owner, and continued the battle of the fourth-class undead.

While Yihua was obsessed with enslaving the dead, time passed quickly, and before he knew it, a day passed by.

Today's Yihua relies on the third-class death world shuttle technique. If he does not use witchcraft, his magic power can be continuously depleted for nearly a week.

If coupled with the soul feeding technique to sacrifice the undead, the ability to make up for the magic power.

With the scale of thousands of undead under his hands, Yihua can even maintain his battle in the world of death for more than a year by constantly consuming the undead under his hands!

At this time, it is his energy and physical state that affect Yihua's time in the dead world.

Because ordinary food and fresh water cannot withstand the erosion of the high-concentration death force mist in the dead world, they cannot be carried into the dead world by Yihua in large quantities.

Therefore, the longest time he stays in the world of death is approximately equal to the time he feels hungry and thirsty.

"With an earth knight-level physique, even if I don't eat or drink, I can easily persist for a month... But if I engage in frequent high-intensity battles, even if the magic power is endless, I can't persist in the world of death at most. One week."

Aware of this, Yihua led his undead to speed up the speed of enslaving the dead.

Unknowingly, the number of dying men and horses around the Dark Tide Coast became less and less, and the number of dying men and horses under Yihua's men reached ten.

Until the end, Yihua could no longer find even a dead horse.

Seeing this, Yi Hua, who was immersed in the battle, came back to his senses, looked around when most of the tide had receded, looked at the coast that was still somewhat wet, frowned and said:
"Huh? It seems to have retreated?"

Standing on the beach with shallow sea water, I estimated the time, and after judging that there was still a day or so before the college competition started again.

Yi Hua looked into the distance, the sea of ​​dark tide shrouded in mist, and thought to himself:
"Or, try to dive into the deep sea, find and try to continue to enslave the dying horses during the ebb tide?"

The faceless phantom that merged with the drowned grieving ghost, and the dead horse that originally lived in the deep sea, all have the ability to fight in the water.

As for Yihua himself, although he could not survive for a long time in the seawater filled with a large amount of death power, coupled with the erosion of death power, the effects of the holy light technique and the external life energy were greatly reduced.

But after merging with the Faceless Shadow, it is still possible to move freely in the water and exert its basic strength.

Just do what you think, after recalling the information you have read, there are generally no other dangers in the deep sea, Yihua decided to try to dive into the deep sea, looking for traces of the dead.

Since it was the first time to infiltrate, Yi Hua planned to test it out first, and did not plan to bring too many undead to assist in the battle.

After recruiting two dead men and three faceless phantoms to reach the current command limit, Yi Hua activated the half-dead witch body again, held his breath, and dived into the Sea of ​​Dark Tide together with the surrounding undead.

Gudong~

Yihua's hands and feet were churning in the slightly resistive seawater, feeling his body soaked in the seawater of death, and he felt a biting cold feeling all the time. A series of tiny air bubbles were discharged from the tip of his nose, making a slight sound in the water.

In the process of immersing in the sea water, the life armor on Yihua's body flickered with white light that flickered on and off, and at the same time let out bursts of hissing sounds.

This means that the surrounding seawater, which contains a large amount of death power, is continuously eroding the life armor and consuming the life energy in Yihua's body.

Not long after, realizing that the speed of the dead horse was faster than his own, Yi Hua, with a sharp mind, controlled the half-dead witch body, and extended several translucent illusory tentacles behind him.

He wrapped these tentacles around the body of the dead horse, and let the dead horse drag him down to dive.

Under Yi Hua's command, the other three faceless phantoms also learned to look good, wrapping the tentacles of fear burning with black flames around the body of another dying horse.

In the process of walking cautiously, Yihua had already penetrated into the open area [-] meters below the Sea of ​​Dark Tide before he knew it.

As it gradually deepened, coupled with the dim light in the dead world, the surrounding environment was dim.

Yihua's visibility in the sea dropped rapidly, and soon reached a range of less than [-] meters.

During this period, he also tried to use the Holy Light to illuminate.

But because the holy light technique contains a huge amount of life energy, it is a force that clashes with the power of death.

In just a few seconds after it was released, it was completely wiped out by a large amount of dead sea water pouring in from around.

As a result, Yihua had no choice but to give up the use of holy light for lighting, and instead chose to rely on the shared perspective of the dying people.

It has to be said that the huge dark green vertical pupils inlaid on the forehead bones of the dead horse's body are not decorations.

It provides the dying people with a terrifying vision that far surpasses all the undead that Yihua has enslaved so far. It can pass through the fog of death and sea water, and pass through the obstacles of all soul creatures within 500 meters.

In this range, all souls are as conspicuous as torches in the open plain in the dark night in the dark green pupils of the dying centaurs.

(End of this chapter)