Army of the Undead in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 84 The Eye of Death and Withering

The night is like ink, the stars and the moon have no light.

When the scorching sun of the day faded to the distant mountains, the whole world became quiet.Due to the sudden dryness of the weather, the chirping of insects and birds did not sound like a normal summer night, only the clacking of horseshoes spread empty.

Liu Bian drove his horse and galloped alone in this dead night, his eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.And his body seemed to be integrated with the undead horse, turning into a moving darkness, as dark as a cloud. In front of this darkness, two strange red lights lit up like lanterns. They were the undead horse. His eyes carried a red light that showed the identity of the undead.

The undead warhorse had unlimited stamina, so you only needed to point it in the direction to run. Moreover, the horse's fur was soft and its hooves were wide. Liu Bian could only feel a slight bump when he sat on it, which was comparable to a good horse.

Liu Bian did not fall asleep. The vitality contained in his body was far greater than that of ordinary people. After being inexplicably lethargic for half a day in the morning, he was in good spirits at this time, thinking about sorting out some memories in his head.

After his consciousness suddenly broke into that unknown space, which allowed him to obtain some dusty memories, he has been in a non-stop state: killing Zhu Jiuyin, Xuefeng cracking, summoning hatred.

These trivial matters made him have no time to look at the new knowledge that suddenly appeared in his mind. Until now, in this quiet night, he could truly calm down, get rid of the entanglements in the world, and fall into his own thinking and memory , like a magic book of undead slowly opened in front of him, recording everything unknown.

There are three types of undead spells that can be learned by necromancers, namely curse, bone and summoning.And because of geographical factors and space constraints, the direct use of other-worldly spells is limited here, so what Liu Bian first obtained was the summoning-type soul-gathering technique: to absorb the lonely soul formed after death into the body, and turn it to refine It turns into the original energy that supports the survival of the undead—soul fire.

Soul Gathering has nothing to do with the mana strength of the body, but depends on the strength of one's own soul, which determines how much soul can be absorbed.This involves two essential issues for all mages: magic power and spiritual power.

Magic power is formed by meditation, the more magic power, the more spells you can cast, and some powerful and destructive magic often require massive magic power support.According to the scriptures, magic power is stored in the body like flowing water. Unfortunately, until now, Liu Bian didn't know what magic power was, and he couldn't feel the existence of magic power in his body at all.

Without magic power, you can't cast any magic at all. Of course, gathering souls is not in this category.This method, which uses the soul as the melting pot, and the spiritual power as the flame, specifically melts the soul, is one of the most profound and exquisite spells in the summoning system, because once mastered, it can make the necromancer create undead!
All the undead summoned by necromancers are nothing more than summoned from the undead world, or skeletons, or zombies, even bone dragons are no exception.Their summoning has a time limit, and is related to the magic power and spiritual power of the body: the more magic power, the more undead that can be summoned, and the longer the control time; and the stronger the spiritual power, the more undead creatures that can be controlled The stronger it is, the higher it is.

In the human world, if a necromancer wants to gain the support of undead creatures in the undead world, even the most basic and simple summoning of skeletons requires the support of magic and spiritual power.

Seeing this, Liu Bian couldn't help being a little strange: Since there is no magic power here, how can he control the summoning of undead creatures?
Skeletons are the most basic combat power in the undead world.They walk precariously, their bones are fragile and easily broken, and they hold broken and rusty weapons in their hands, which are often just cannon fodder.Obviously, this kind of unit with low combat effectiveness is completely inferior to his undead soldiers, and since summoning skeletons needs magic power to make them, don't they need more powerful undead soldiers?
Could it be that because of space, summoning spells no longer need magic power as a basis?But the memory left by that lich when it was about to dissipate still remains in his mind. It is precisely because of the restriction of magic power that a generation of liches died with hatred, and ended up being annihilated. This argument obviously does not work.

Or, try other magic?
Thinking of this, the Curse, a triple magic that combines pain, corrosion, and restraint, appeared in Liu Bing's mind. It was a Necromancer's signature skill he had just read - wither and wither: Infect the land with the power of death, let the land All living beings in existence are withered by the effect of corrosion, and are tied and bound by the hand of death, making walking on it slow and difficult, and with boundless pain, blood stains the earth red!

This magic has a large range and good effect. It can create a land of death around the necromancer. It is very useful whether it is defense, attack, or hunting, so it is deeply loved by every necromancer.

For some reason, when Liu Bian saw this cursed magic, his instinct moved: If this magic can be used in conjunction with the undead army on the battlefield, wouldn't it be against the sky?You must know that undead are not living beings, and they are immune to undead spells. If you fight on the land affected by the curse, how can the human army resist it under the ebb and flow?

Liu Bian's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of originally dark eyes flashed a red light, like two demon pupils lit up in this dark night, corresponding to the eyes of the undead war horse below him.

In just a split second, the red light in his eyes suddenly went out, and was replaced by paleness!As pale as the eyes of a dead man!
Eye of Death!

This is the symbol of the necromancer. When a human necromancer wants to use necromancer magic, if he does not close his eyes, his pupils will induce the power of the undead and become the incarnation of death, which indicates that the necromancer will temporarily Abandon your human identity, use your own identity as a carrier, and communicate with the god of death!
And the necromancers from other worlds, in order to pursue the ultimate power, the best of them will often abandon their flesh and blood, transform their bodies into immortal undead, and gain the ability to trade with the god of death forever, just like witches demon.

The undead horse under Liu Bian sensed the master's order at this time, and immediately stopped, stopping its endless running.Beside this official road, a village stayed alone in the night, silent.

If it was daytime, Liu Bian would be surprised to find that this village was the place where he and General Ren were betrayed and then besieged by Yellow Turban thieves, the small village where he adopted a foster daughter.

Things are changing now, and those villagers who were starving back then, how many are still alive now?

Naturally, Liu Bian didn't know this. At this time, his eyes were pale, and he was thinking about the withered and withered casting steps. As he raised one hand, the power of the undead that existed in the body condensed at the fingertips, turning into a black ball A cloud of ink.

Before he could do other actions, a familiar feeling suddenly came out, and the red light flew. It turned out that he had unconsciously summoned a soul fire, but he couldn't control it in time, causing the soul fire to "hoo", covered by black smoke. devoured.

Liu Bian smiled wryly, another undead warrior wasted.But at this time, he has nothing to do. Once the process of casting the curse is interrupted, it will bite him back and kill him.Although he didn't know if it would work here, it was better to be careful after all, he didn't want to lose his life because of a soul fire.

As he pointed his fingers slightly at the dry and cracked land beside him, the black air surged in the air, forming circles of ripples.

These slightly rippling black ripples only existed for a second, and before they had time to seep into the ground below, they twisted and disappeared in an instant.

The spell has failed.

(End of this chapter)