Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

The skinny necromancer was silent again.

They all sensed the movement over the Royal Forest Park before, but out of various considerations, they tacitly chose to ignore it....

There was silence for a moment before the skinny necromancer spoke and asked cautiously, "Yes... Who is it... My lord?

Wang Ye smiled and said softly, "Your Excellency Black Sheep." "

Black Sheep, one of the generals under the sheep priest, with a level of 50, is a famous Curse Department Necromancer Archmage.

Wang Ye had participated in the team battle to surround and beat the black sheep at the beginning, and died once for it, so he was very impressed by this guy.

"That... He..." The skinny necromancer pointed at the residents of Hill City who were curled up, and then looked in the direction of the Royal Forest Park, his face full of confusion, but he didn't know how to ask.

Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders and deliberately lengthened his tone, "The mind of the big man is not something we can guess..."

The skinny mage nodded in approval.

It is difficult to guess the minds of ordinary people, let alone the minds of high-ranking necromancers.

Let do whatever you want, is the daily routine of most low-level necromancers.

As the two talked, the distance between the two was also rapidly decreasing, and at this time, Wang Ye had already rushed into the range of one hundred meters in front of the other party.

Wang Ye's face that was covered by the gray mist was already full of murderous intent, and in his mind, the spiritual power far beyond the necromancers of the same level had also shrunk to the extreme, ready to erupt at any time.

"Treadling..."

The hellish two-headed horse's four hooves burning with green ghost fire slammed heavily on the dark asphalt road, making a heavy hoof sound.

Ninety meters, eighty meters, fifty meters, thirty meters....

Ten meters!

Wang Ye's pupils shrank sharply, and the spiritual power that converged to the extreme instantly burst out, like a hunting tiger, rushed out of his mind, condensed into a hideous ghost claw in midair, and quickly attacked the skinny neclaw who was still silent in his chaotic thoughts.

"Then I should now..." The skinny necromancer was not guarded in the slightest, and was even about to say something to Wang Ye before the attack came.

It's a pity that his words didn't have the opportunity to be fully spoken.

The hideous ghost claw carried majestic spiritual power and blatantly grabbed it.

"Hum..."

Just when the first wave of spiritual attacks was about to touch the skinny necromancer, the pendant hidden in the black robe on his chest suddenly flashed a light, and then a transparent spiritual barrier was unfolded, protecting the skinny necromancer inside.

"Zi..." The

spiritual shock wave formed by the explosion slammed into the transparent spiritual barrier one after another, and although it slapped the spiritual barrier to a shaky level, it never broke it.

"Hum

..." "Duh..." It

wasn't until the spiritual shock wave formed by the second round of explosions of [Nether Grip] that the transparent spiritual barrier was broken.

"Ah..." the skinny necromancer's body trembled violently, holding his head and screaming.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Wang Ye was not happy and rebelled, secretly shouted, quickly mobilized spiritual power, prepared to launch a second attack, and casually gave a spiritual command to the hellish two-headed horse under his crotch.

"Kill him!"

However, it seems that it is too late.

The skinny necromancer endured the sharp pain in his brain and tried his best to give a spiritual command to all the contract creatures under his command.

"Protect me, kill him..."

In front of the skinny necromancer, a huge force that had just retreated to the side not long ago roared, took a step forward, picked up the giant hammer in his hand, and smashed towards the oncoming Hell two-headed horse.

The solid giant hammer with a diameter of up to half a meter was held in the hand by a huge force that was more than five meters tall, and it looked like a children's toy, quite joyful, but Wang Ye, who was in the shadow of the giant hammer, did not feel the slightest funny.

"!" Wang Ye cursed secretly, and quickly switched the [Nether Grip] that was already ready to attack the target.

"Hum..." Before

the giant hammer fell, the Nether Grip hit the giant force abomination first, and two successive spiritual shocks, directly annihilating the huge force abhorrence's already not powerful spirit body on the spot.

The huge force abhorrence that lost its spiritual support stopped in an instant.

However, the giant hammer that was thrown out continued to fall towards Wang Ye and the two-headed horse of hell under his crotch under the action of inertia.

"The law of sighing..." the hellish two-headed horse hissed furiously, exerted its front foot, slammed on the ground, and instantly carried Wang Yeren to stand up.

"Boom!" The giant hammer almost grazed the belly of the hellish two-headed horse, creating a deep pit on the asphalt.

"Good risk!" Wang Ye exhaled secretly, and then looked fiercely at the skinny necromancer who was still in mental turmoil not far away, and a huge summoning door immediately appeared behind him.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than nine meters, but in this short distance of less than nine meters, there were no less than ten undead creatures of no lower rank.

With the existence of these undead creatures, Wang Ye lost the opportunity to behead.

Give Wang Ye a little time, and Wang Ye is fully sure that these undead creatures will be killed.

It's a pity that what he lacks now is time.

"Shhh!" The gluttonous general, whose level had soared from the original level 21 to level 28, rushed out of the summoning door with a roar, opened his blood basin and mouth, and bit towards a ghoul in front of him...

Since it was created by Wang Ye, the gluttonous general has eaten once, that is, the only time, which has caused the gluttonous general's level to skyrocket.

Class 26 giant horn tiger shark.

Although the zombie dragon of Mu Yuer killed the raging giant horned tiger shark, it did not eat it all.

It only took a bite of the giant horn tiger shark from the middle, swallowing the fattest part.

The rest of the fish head and tail were not even touched....

Wang Ye, who has always been meticulous in his calculations, naturally will not waste it, and after getting Mu Yuer, he quietly released the gluttonous general at the first time....

Although the gluttonous general is not good at naval battles, there is no problem in simply going to the sea to eat....

It was precisely because of the existence of a level 28 gluttonous general that Wang Ye dared to act so fearless when facing a level 27 necromancer.

"His grandmother's, isn't it good to honestly let me kill?!"

"I kill comfortably, and you die painfully!"

"Do you have to force me to use force?"

In the face of Wang Ye's roar, the skinny necromancer was speechless.

Is this a human word?

However, he no longer has the heart to pay attention to Wang Ye's "nonsense", and how to save his life is the most urgent thing for him now.

After barely suppressing the sting in his brain, he stumbled backwards, trying to distance himself from Wang Ye.

How could Wang Ye let him go!

Seeing that the other party was about to run, Wang Ye immediately urged the gluttonous general.

"! I'll eat it later! Kill that old thing for me first!

"Hiss!" The gluttonous general roared, and after pumping several undead creatures with one tail, he had a large mouth of blood, twisted his long body, and chased after the fleeing necromancer.

The undead creatures that blocked the way along the way, before they could react, were swallowed into the stomach by the gluttonous general, and became nourishment, as if actively feeding...

Wang Ye urged the hell two-headed horse to follow closely behind the gluttonous general, and from time to time he threw a [Nether Grip] in front of him, accurately killing undead creatures with higher ranks.

The gluttonous general does not refuse, opening his mouth with a blood basin, running wildly and eating at the same time, it is simply not too cool.

In order to escort the tens of thousands of residents of Hill City, the skinny necromancer arranged the undead creatures under his command on both sides of the team, forming two long dragons.

With such a change at this time, it is not easy to regroup the team.

The undead creatures who were left behind chased Wang Ye endlessly, and the undead creatures running in front quickly came to the rescue, wanting to intercept Wang Ye...

The residents of Hill City, huddled together on the road, were dumbfounded, they didn't understand what was happening.

But they understand one thing.

"Run!"

I don't know who roared.

The residents of Hill City, who were originally squatting on the avenue in horror, immediately fled around with a shout as if they had exploded a nest.

The originally extremely chaotic scene was shocked by these residents of Hill City, and it suddenly became even more chaotic...

Wang Ye smiled and glanced at the chaotic scene with great satisfaction.

That voice was what he roared just now.

For him, the situation is naturally as chaotic as possible.

"Damn untouchables!" The skinny necromancer running in front sent out several bone arrows in succession, shooting the residents of Hill City who were blocking in front of him, but his own speed also had to be reduced.

It's no wonder that those Hill City residents don't have long eyes, it's really that the road ahead of him is too good to go!

All the undead creatures consciously retreated to the sides, leaving an unobstructed path, and in a panic, these residents of Hill City would naturally rush into the path that the necromancer had opened for themselves...

"Hey, can't run, right?" Wang Ye sneered, saw the opportunity, and threw a [Nether Grip] towards the necromancer whose speed had decreased.

"Damn it!" Feeling the spiritual fluctuations coming from behind him, the skinny necromancer cursed secretly, helplessly reduced his speed again, pulled out his mind to apply spiritual defense skills to himself, and injected spiritual power into the pendant on his chest.

Before the Nether Grip exploded, the skinny necromancer successfully applied a defensive skill to himself and put a layer of spiritual armor on his spirit body.

"Buzz..."

It's a pity that the spiritual defense skills released in a hurry did not play much role in the face of the Nether Grip, and even the first round of spiritual impact was not carried over, and it collapsed.

"Nope!!" The skinny necromancer let out a desperate wail, his eyes full of unwillingness...

Almost, just a little, the pendant on his chest was fully charged.

Unfortunately, a little difference is eternity.

Two successive rounds of spiritual shocks shocked his already traumatized spiritual body into a state of instinctive dormancy...