Versatile Mage: Are you going to let me play in the National Championship?

Chapter 82 The Beautiful Daughter

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The moment Song Yaoguang landed, a pillar reaching the sky also fell.

The white current spread to a radius of several meters in an instant, and the power of thunder mixed with the aftermath severely tore the undead on both sides of the cliff into pieces.

There was a burst of destruction, legs, feet, hands, heads, limbs, bones, internal organs, and various body tissues flying wildly in the sky.

In the valley, the densely packed undead souls directly created a large gap under Song Yaoguang's fierce offensive.

A huge crater caused by lightning stood in the center of the entire valley, and Song Yaoguang was in the center of the crater, scanning the front.

This road is still hundreds of meters away from the gate of the mausoleum, and even space teleportation cannot be used here. It seems that we can only pass through it as quickly as possible with lightning speed.

Suddenly, the ground around the grave began to slowly loosen.

Pairs of ferocious hands suddenly shot out from the earth. The gap left by Song Yaoguang's killing of the seventy or eighty undead was instantly filled by the newly crawled undead from the earth and the undead from farther outside.

The keen Song Yaoguang also noticed that there seemed to be two more commander-level undead in the distance.

I saw only one of them, with human palms all over its body. There was even a hand on top of its head, and the nails on each hand were extremely sharp.

The other end formed a huge contrast with it. It looked like a woman. Except for some blood stains on its face, it was almost indifferent to humans, but they seemed to be muttering something in their mouths.

It seems that the undead in the soil are the masterpieces of the two undead in front.

Song Yaoguang slightly dissipated the magic aura from his body.

At this moment, behind Song Yaoguang, there were already hundreds of undead, walking neatly towards Song Yaoguang's position, and the same was true in front of him.

The two undead in the center of the undead army opened their mouths to reveal their sharp and ferocious fangs, and then looked up to the sky and roared.

A strange and hoarse roar spread throughout the valley in an instant. The eyes of the undead under the valley suddenly glowed red, as if they felt some kind of response, and their speed also increased.

The mighty undead army surged towards Song Yaoguang's position.

But even so, Song Yaoguang still stayed where he was without any reaction.

Until a few seconds passed, a breeze blew across the sky.

Just when the undead was less than five meters away from Song Yaoguang's position.

A force of darkness suddenly surged up.

"Do it!"

The moment the roar continued, Song Yaoguang shouted toward the sky.

On the cliff, two human figures suddenly attacked towards the center of the undead army, aiming directly at the leader of the undead!

Song Yaoguang in the pit was surrounded by thousands of undead armies. Even his body was covered by the undead and no trace of them could be seen.

Han Sheng and Du Qing, who were carrying wing magic equipment, quickly reached the position where they were commanding the sky at both ends.

Also behind the commander, a group of black shadows passed by silently and then turned into a human form.

And who else could this person be if he wasn't Song Yaoguang?

In just a moment, Song Yaoguang condensed a puppet body to confuse the sight and hearing of the undead.

In just a few seconds, the three of them looked at each other, and the elemental power around them began to beat violently.

"Sky Flame Funeral!"

"Death light!"

"Spatial rhythm, mind strangulation!"

Suddenly, the three of them performed their killing moves at the same time, bursts of red light surged in the sky, and then countless flame stars struck towards the leader below, and the surrounding temperature also increased by a notch.

A purple beam of light fell straight on the heads of the two leaders at the moment of a rumble. Finally, Song Yaoguang’s concentrated mental force strangled him as the curtain call.

The destructive power formed by the intertwining of the three forces of flame, thunder and lightning, and space telepathy completely enveloped the two undead souls, and even the undead souls within a few meters radius were not spared.

The aftermath also hit Song Yaoguang's position, and he quickly activated his armor, magic equipment and telekinesis to block it.

But the power of the aftermath still knocked Song Yaoguang flying several meters.

Feeling the impact on his abdomen, Song Yaoguang spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Yaoguang raised his head slightly and stared at the center. He had planned to kill these two leaders from the beginning.

After all, the existence of commander-level monsters can keep most monsters in an extremely excited state, which will only make it more difficult for them to break through.

It would be better to capture the thief first, so that they can face the remaining undead army with ease.

As the smoke cleared, Han Sheng and Du Qing immediately investigated the situation.

As expected, all the surrounding undead were annihilated. One of the commander-level demons was killed directly, while the other one was not dead, but was not far from death.

Seeing it dying, Han Sheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He waved his magic wings and flew towards the leader's position, preparing to send him off on his final journey.

The flames in the palms began to burn, and when the undead on the ground saw this, a trace of panic flashed in their eyes.

There was a lot of hair on its head, and the entire undead body was as small as a woman's, and much prettier than the one that had just died.

Looking at the emotion in its eyes, Han Sheng raised his eyebrows along the way and seemed a little surprised. After all, in his impression, the undead seemed to be a creature with only obsessions. It could not communicate, had no thoughts, and lived entirely on obsessions. How could a creature like this have emotions?

"Forget it, just die."

Han Sheng smiled calmly, then raised his hand to summon a magic spell, preparing to give it the final blow.

"Wait a minute!"

The moment Han Sheng waved his palm, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

Such a scene made Han Sheng frown.

"Brother Song, what do you mean?"

In front of Han Sheng, Song Yaoguang's hand was holding his wrist, and the telekinesis in his palm interrupted the magic that was about to be evoked in Han Sheng's hand.

"No intention, Brother Han, please give me some time."

Song Yaoguang sank slightly and said calmly.

After hearing this, Han Sheng was still confused. He really didn't understand why this person wanted to save an undead. In addition, they didn't have much time now, which made him even more disgusted.

Song Yaoguang slowly turned around, with a burst of disbelief in his eyes. He saw that the instrument on his waist began to shine with a strong light, as if he had received some kind of induction.

"You are Du Yue, the hunting king's daughter, right?"

Looking at the undead at his feet, Song Yaoguang said calmly.

But when these words reached the ears of Han Sheng and Du Qing behind them, they exploded like a bolt from the blue.

The undead creature under her feet had the face of a human woman. Even though her face was stained with blood, her beautiful cheeks could not be concealed.

Seeing the dullness in its eyes, Song Yaoguang knew that it was already too late.

No one would have thought that a hunter king's daughter, a top student at the ancient capital academy, who was supposed to be a wonderful person who would make outstanding contributions to society, would become like this because of a catastrophe.

Song Yaoguang's heart was complicated. He couldn't believe what Du Xiao would be like if he saw her like this.

Song Yaoguang was a little at a loss. Although he already had a plan in his mind, he still stayed where he was and did not move.

(End of this chapter)