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

Chapter 85 Shadow-type killing

Song Yaoguang has not experienced such a hearty battle for a long time after reaching the peak of high-level.

Unknowingly nourished by the pendant, his spiritual realm gradually reached the late stage of the fifth realm, and seemed to have a faint momentum of perfection.

I believe it’s not too far away from the Sixth Realm.

At this moment, a large group of undead were blocking Song Yaoguang's front but did not dare to approach.

Under Song Yaoguang's feet, there were already the body tissues of countless undead. The smell of blood and rancidity was as special as lime when mixed together.

Seeing this scene, the long-sword commander behind him suddenly became unhappy and roared loudly at the undead army below. A timid undead tried to move back, but was instantly trampled into a pulp by a group of excited undead.

Seeing this scene, Song Yaoguang raised his arm and made an international gesture to the long sword commander in the distance.

Then he shook his head slightly and made a provocative look. Song Yaoguang didn't know whether it could understand it or not. He saw that the commander of the long sword seemed to be a little out of control, and his body always leaked some dark energy unintentionally. , just like a jet robot.

Oh, it seems really useful?

Song Yaoguang was slightly stunned. It seemed that this advanced creature was quite sensitive to these senses.

The group of undead in front of Song Yaoguang, under the threat of the leader of the long sword, instantly became excited and no longer looked timid at the beginning.

"hateful."

Song Yaoguang frowned and saw that the land in front of him was filled with undead souls one after another. Undead souls even crawled out of many graves around him.

Although the strength is similar to before, the number has doubled!

Densely packed undead were crowding under this valley, and Han Sheng and Du Qing in the distance were also feeling the pressure.

Although they are also high-level mages, their magic power will be greatly reduced when dealing with these hard-shelled undead. In this case, they will need to spend more magic energy to attack.

Whether Song Yaoguang is from the thunder or space system, the damage to these undead is devastating. He releases a batch of undead that can be destroyed by one magic. Han Sheng and Du Qing need to release two or even three. Therefore, the loss of magic energy has naturally doubled.

"What should we do? If we continue like this, our magic power won't be able to withstand it for long."

Du Qing said with a serious expression, he naturally realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Defend, try not to use expensive magic!"

Han Sheng thought for a while and said decisively.

"Are you sure? If this continues, we may not be able to catch anything."

After hearing this, Du Qing's expression changed, and he obviously didn't agree with this proposal.

"Haha, then we will do our best, consume almost all the magic energy, and break through this undead area. Do you think we can all be happy like this?"

Han Sheng turned his head and said with a serious expression.

Hearing this, Du Qing was speechless.

Yes, losing magic power is a big taboo when going out, and they don't know the details of that person. If he crosses the river and burns the bridge, what is the difference between the two people without magic power and lambs to be slaughtered?

"Okay, don't think too much, everything is based on self-protection."

Han Sheng rolled his eyes and patted Du Qing's shoulder.

After a simple adjustment, the two lost their initial active attack and began to defend passively, using only some elementary and intermediate defensive magic to resist the undead's attack.

The positions of the two of them were almost frozen in place. When necessary, they would even choose to retreat, using the supplies in their backpacks to slowly restore their magic energy.

At this moment, a large group of skeletons and undead had gathered in front of Song Yaoguang.

The strength of these skeletal undead seems to be close to the leader level, and the physical body of each undead seems to be more than twice as strong as the previous undead. Song Yaoguang looked at the commander with a long sword above him, and his face sank slightly. It was obvious that these rough-skinned and fleshy undead were specially prepared for him by the commander.

As long as his body is hard enough, Song Yaoguang's magic consumption will increase if he continues to fight like this. It seems that the commander still wants to play with the consumption.

Really cs

Song Yaoguang was a little angry. He didn't expect that the other party could hold back when he was so provocative.

If that's the case, I won't pretend anymore.

Song Yaoguang was filled with dark power and looked at the undead skeleton in front of him.

Song Yaoguang suddenly raised his right arm, and countless dark powers condensed in his palm.

"Just die!"

Song Yaoguang shouted loudly, and then the power of his palm seemed to reach a critical point.

He slammed his big hand towards the ground, and the power of darkness spread like a wave to an area of ​​several meters in an instant. The dark mire directly enveloped nearly a hundred undead skeletons in front of him.

Naturally, these undead souls didn't know what this was, so they rushed towards Song Yaoguang's position without any thought.

Song Yaoguang smiled contemptuously and condensed a dark underworld knife in his hand.

This was the first time he used the shadow ultimate move blessed by the divine seal of praise.

Let you see what killing means!

Song Yaoguang raised his hand slightly, and countless pairs of black palms instantly surged out of the quagmire at his feet, and then they moved toward the skeleton undead claws above.

As long as they are trapped in the quagmire, these undead skeletons will be subject to a certain amount of corrosive power. The moment each pair of dark hands grasps the undead's body, the powerful dark corrosion begins to take effect.

A faint layer of corrosive air slowly floated up, and each undead began to roar violently under the claws of the hand of darkness.

The hand of darkness firmly trapped them in place, and then dragged the undead skeletons toward the black mire below.

In the entire dark formation, there were nearly hundreds of undead, and almost all of them had half of their bodies trapped inside.

With the blessing of three times the divine seal, with the corrosive power, Song Yaoguang is sure to disintegrate the defenses of even the peak commander, not to mention these miscellaneous soldiers and generals!

"How can it be!"

"What a terrifying dark killing. This person's shadow system has actually reached such a level."

Du Qing was stunned. He stared blankly at the scene in the distance where nearly hundreds of warriors were trapped. He couldn't believe it.

What kind of method is this?

In the dark quagmire, all the undead skeletons let out a heart-rending roar, and their roars echoed throughout the valley.

Song Yaoguang held up the sword, pointed at the position of the long sword commander in the distance, and smiled contemptuously.

Then he glanced down.

"It's time to go to hell!"

"Eclipse!"

"Dark Corrosion!"

Under Song Yaoguang's spell, no matter how the skeletal undead roared, the hand of darkness was like the god of death in the underworld, mercilessly dragging hundreds of undead into the black mire!

A burst of gray smoke floated across the entire black quagmire, like corroded matter.

(End of this chapter)