Lord Roar

Chapter 163 Skull Gate

Countless ogres were rushed over by the giants as if they were crushed, and the large number of ogres could not stop the giants of the Gania Plain.

The magical elements in the space became stronger and stronger, and even Allen felt the strong elemental shock not far away.

And the speed of the dozens of giants is getting slower and slower. These ogres seem to be there at all, and as they go deeper into the mountains, more and more ogres are blocking the way in front of them, as if they are just to stop the giants. They almost gave up the counterattack, and all gathered at the giant's feet, just to slow down their speed.

The two Samson brothers, each holding a gate of Fort Hammer, like whack-a-mole, raised it high and then slapped it hard with the sound of breaking through the air.

Dozens of giants next to it also formed a row of human walls, advancing like cutting wheat.

Feeling the shock of the elements not far away, Allen, who was sitting on Samson's shoulder, felt more and more uneasy.

The ogres in front of them seemed to be under unified command, no longer scattered, but all gathered on the way forward of the giant.

A palpitating sense of crisis came, and Allen suddenly saw a giant skeleton full of death flying out of thin air, wearing a tattered cloak, and holding a huge sickle wrapped around the skull.

From far to near, the giant skeleton is full of death energy, and its figure is like a giant. Except for the terrifying skull, the whole body is shrouded in black air. The huge sickle wrapped around the skull cuts towards Samson's belly.

Allen pulled out the dragon halberd and threw it at the sickle, and Samson also held the door to block the giant sickle.

The dragon halberd thrown like a shooting star smashed an ogre to death as if piercing through a layer of butter. The giant scythe didn't seem to exist, and pierced through the steel gate without any hindrance, cutting open Samson's belly.

Samson wailed, a cloud of blood burst out from his belly, and he fell back straight on his back.

Dozens of giants ran over and surrounded Samson, looking at the giant skeleton anxiously.

After this giant skeleton in the shape of a god of death pierced Samson's belly with a scythe, he laughed strangely like a blackboard drawn on his fingernails, and then flew back upside down just like before.

Allen's eyes twitched. He knew the giant death skeleton just now. It was exactly the same as the one summoned by Old Lacey in Outpost County. If he guessed right, it was the same undead creature. Reached the realm of the great wizard of the dead.

The moment Samson fell, Allen pulled Babylon and jumped to the ground, and followed the place where the giant skeleton appeared to see the source of the turmoil of the magic element.

A gate composed of countless broken skulls, two giant skeletons exactly the same as before, standing on both sides of the gate with a scythe in hand, and a row of magic runes shining with black light at the top.

Above the rune, a man in black robe stood in the void, holding a skull staff in his hand, his face could not be seen clearly, and the other hand kept drawing a hexagram.

The skeleton gate fluctuates from big to small. When it is the largest, it can expand to tens of meters high and ten meters wide. When it is the smallest, it can accommodate a distance that a person can barely pass through.

A steady stream of ogres just ran out of this skeleton door, probably because of the arrival of a group of people, the skeleton door was only big and small, and no more ogres came out.

You should have noticed Alan's gaze, and the man in black uttered a word: "Get lost!"

The word monophonic seemed to come from all directions, and a storm of necromancy swept in. Allen didn't feel much. The big Babylon standing next to him suddenly fell on his back, his face seemed to be in pain, and his body seemed to be blown by a strong wind. Over normal, rolling backwards.

Allen quickly grabbed Babylon and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Babylon the Great, who howled for a while, suddenly showed a silly smile and said, "Chief, am I pretending to be like this?"

Allen stood up, kicked his ass and shouted: "You are so sick, what are you pretending to be?"

Big Babylon rubbed his butt innocently and stood up and said, "I saw East shout out the word roll before, don't all the others roll all over the floor?"

"You are stupid. B, this magician is weird, you can't deal with it, go back quickly, don't make trouble for me,"

Babylon, the number one dog leg, was very obedient, and after a groan of disappointment, he lay on the ground again and really rolled back to the giants.

Allen slapped his head, suddenly feeling a little hopeless.

"Huh?" The man in black, who couldn't see his face clearly, asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"Your father!" After Allen finished speaking, he rushed up with his feet on the battle ring.

The man in black waved his wand, and two skulls flew towards Allen.

Allen, who jumped into the air, covered his face with his right hand, and two skulls passed through his body.

After landing, Allen quickly lowered his head and touched his chest and abdomen, and found that his body was intact. He sneered and rushed towards the man in black again.

The man in black seemed to have seen something extremely unbelievable, and he raised his skeleton staff and muttered a spell silently.

Next to the skeleton gate, two giant skeletons in the shape of the god of death flew into the air with a strange smile, one left and one right, slashing at Alan with a sickle in his hand.

Allen was caught off guard and rolled around on the spot, and the sickle on the right swept across his back.

After the terrified Allen found himself safe and sound again, he stared hard at his legs, jumped up high, and punched the man in black in the face.

The man in black robe who was hit fell to the ground with his neck crooked, and his face covered by the black robe was also revealed.

Although the face of this black-robed man was full of death, his sapphire-like eyes looked like a sea of ​​stars. His deep eyes looked at the sky, and his tall hooked nose set off the three-dimensional outline of the whole face. Two sword eyebrows, straight and slender, indescribably stern, a little beard stubble is more mature and charming, and a head of silver-white long hair is like a galaxy.

Allen found that this old guy's face was very characteristic, the kind of face that had seen all the Ukiyo-e paintings of Cangsheng, as if he had experienced all the most painful things and was enlightened, smiling at Yunjuan Yunshu, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was just right, and the entire facial features looked like The smile is not a smile but it is very mysterious.

"Damn! Why don't you be a duck when you're so handsome." Allen was sure that the magician was dead.

Magicians are generally cowardly people. As long as they get close and get punched by themselves, they will definitely die.

I punched him, and just now with the sound of bones breaking, the magician's head was turned ninety degrees.

After Allen summoned the two ghost fire skeletons, he suddenly found that the two ghost fire mages seemed to have grown a lot taller, and the ghost flames whose eyes kept flowing seemed to be burning more vigorously.

But he didn't have time to study what was going on, so he just let them face the skeleton door and started throwing ghost fire,

Seeing that the skeleton gate began to shake violently until it collapsed because it had no mana to maintain it, Allen turned around, ready to see Samson's injuries.

Allen, who had just turned around, heard the sound of bones cracking behind him, and turned around quickly.

The black-robed magician who had fallen to the ground had stood up, his neck and head returned to normal, holding a staff in his hand, and looked at Allen with a half-smile.

"It's quite resistant to beating, hehe." Allen clenched his fists and walked slowly towards the black-robed magician.

The black-robed mage was not afraid at all, and after glancing at the two ghostly mages standing there, he said in a magnetic voice, "It turns out that the magic item has absorbed the energy of the dead, good luck!"

"I hope you have good luck too. I'll tear apart all the bones in your body in a while!" Allen said with a smirk, "I don't know if you can stand up again?"

The black-robed magician smiled disdainfully and asked, "Ask me one last time, who are you?"

Allen felt that even if the black-robed magician smiled disdainfully, he looked so different and full of charm, but he was not a horny young woman, so he didn't eat that at all.

"Didn't I just say that! I am your father, silly boy, don't you know me?"

The black-robed magician raised his head, as if he really recalled what his father looked like, and smiled after a while and said, "My father has been gone for so long, and besides, my father is not as stupid as you."

After finishing speaking, the skull on the wand in his hand suddenly exploded, and the top of the wand was covered with a layer of blood mist, and a strong smell of blood came over his face.

Allen suddenly remembered the blood magic that old Lacey had used, and asked secretly, "Aren't you a demon? Who are you?"

A cloud of blood mist gathered in mid-air, as if it had life, and the blood mist in the shape of a heart kept beating.

"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong!" There was a rhythmic sound as the blood mist danced, which made Allen feel creepy.

Blood fog's heart slowly grew countless blood vessels, and the blood vessels continued to form a shape of a human body.

After a while, a monster without skin and bones, made entirely of blood stood in front of the black-robed magician.

"Let me introduce, my name is Ben Conslet, I hope you still have such good luck, and a blood magic item!"

(End of this chapter)