The Almighty Summoner

"Kill them!" The young master of the underworld shouted.

Dozens of skeletons holding hatchets ran at the same time. Mo Sen turned around and released dozens of wind blades between his arms to attack. "Whoosh!" The sand and dust on the ground were raised more than ten feet high.

"Puff puff puff!" The wind blades hit all the skeletons, making a slight muffled sound. The skeletons' actions were only slowed down for a moment, and they didn't hurt at all, and continued to rush towards the two of them.

"Elder!" Mo Sen exclaimed, "Why doesn't my wind blade have any effect on them?"

"They are undead and immune to ordinary magic," Mu Yun said while sacrificing the Soul Eater Sword and holding it in his palm, "Go to the camp to find some sharper weapons, and then inject magic into the blades, directly It will be much better to kill them." After she finished speaking, she turned into a long white shadow, and rushed towards the swarming skeleton army with a cloud of dust on the ground.

"Kababa!" Where Mu Yun's figure passed by, the sword light was flying all over the sky, and the skeletons turned into broken bones and scattered all over the place. Mo Sen took the opportunity to run to the armory of the training camp and found a long-handled machete to carry. After coming out, he injected his wind magic into the machete according to Mu Yun's instructions, and then rushed towards the skeleton army holding his magic blade with both hands.

"Ah!" Mo Sen yelled to embolden himself. Since he is a magician, his physical fitness is much worse than that of a warrior, so the speed of wielding the machete will be very slow. Fortunately, he is a wind magician, and the wind injected into the machete Department of magic, which slightly made up for the lack of speed and strength.

"Kababa!" Mo Sen raised his knife and chopped down a lot of skeletons in a short while, but he was physically weak after all, so he was already full of big men at this time, but he was very interested in killing at this time, so he didn't think so. exhausted.

Seeing his funny appearance, Mu Yun laughed lightly, then turned into white light again and swept towards the skeleton army, invincible wherever he passed, and white broken bones scattered all over the ground.

"This is just to warm you up," the fourth child arrogantly looked at the two busy people below, "I will serve you a big meal later, and let you have a good drink!"

"Kababa!" The last skeleton was also killed by Mu Yun. Mu Yun put away his long sword, slowly raised his eyes to look at the fourth child next to the giant chapter in mid-air, and said provocatively: "Ugly, you can use whatever skills you have." Come on, young master, I will not refuse anyone!"

The fourth child did not speak, but began to close his eyes tightly, and silently recited incantations. After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, staring like a pair of copper bells, "Hua!" Heimang, I saw those shattered skeletons on the ground, and they all regrouped and stood up in an instant. Not only that, their skeletons gradually grew flesh meridians, and on the corpses of the dead mercenaries in the camp, suddenly gushed out Columns of blood merged into the bodies of these reborn skeletons.

"Rebirth of a dead slave?!" Mu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the astonishing scene in front of him, he couldn't help but think in his heart, "This is actually similar to my undead summoning technique, well, let's see if it's your dead soul. The slave is more powerful, but my undead is more powerful!"

After thinking about it, Mu Yun also gently closed his eyes, and chanted the incantation of the undead summoning technique. After a while, all the dead mercenaries in the entire training camp stood up, their eyes flickering. The strange red light.

"Strike first!" Mu Yun sneered, and with a wave of his right arm, the undead began to attack before the fourth son's dead slaves were fully reborn.