Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Strange, why haven't you come back yet?"

In the fog, the skeleton general who stood still suddenly looked up at the sky, and the bamboo pole necromancer inside him asked a question.

According to his estimates, the owl messenger he released should have returned long ago.

"That old thing is going to me?"

"Damn old immortal, I'll pull out your bones sooner or later and boil them for soup and drink..." After

cursing angrily, the bamboo pole necromancer no longer stayed, and as soon as his thoughts moved, he manipulated the bone general to turn around, ready to leave the misty realm before making plans.

He wanted to go, but someone didn't want him to go.

The huge skeleton general had just taken a few steps before suddenly stopping, and the huge skull rotated one hundred and eighty degrees and looked behind him.

In the fog, a hazy figure loomed, like a phantom.

However, in all the perceptions of the bamboo pole necromancer, it was not an illusory phantom, but a necromancer who exuded rich dead qi fluctuations!

"Duh!"

The skeleton general did not give the other party a chance to play tricks, and directly launched an attack.

His huge skeletal body, at this time, showed a super high agility that did not match it.

With a flick, a twist, and a kick, he turned his body around again, and rushed towards the other party at a very fast speed.

"Uh..." Its

two bone arms, I don't know when, have quietly turned into two sharp bone blades.

The bone blade cut the air flow at high speed, emitting a low whistle.

As the skeleton general approached, the hazy figure became clearer and clearer, clearer...

"Buzz!"

The skeleton general crossed his arms and slammed down.

The hazy figure was neatly cut into four points, and then disappeared into the thick mist like a phantom, as if it had never appeared.

Inside the skeleton general, the bamboo pole necromancer exclaimed with some gaffe, "Mirage?

"Nope! This is not a mirage!

However, he quickly dismissed his speculation.

Sensing the thick gray-white mist around him, even though he was in the body of the Bone General, he inevitably shivered.

In such a thick fog, if you encounter a misty creature similar to a mirage, it will be a nightmare that everyone is unwilling to face...

If you add an unidentified necromancer of unknown strength and the possible existence of the elite army of Jing'er, then this nightmare will be hell-level...

After

understanding his situation, the bamboo pole necromancer no longer dared to linger in the fog, and controlled the tall skeleton general to run out like crazy.

The streets that were clogged with all kinds of abandonment, garbage, and stones did not affect the tall skeleton general's feet like a flattened ground.

The speed of the skeleton general was getting faster and faster, and it didn't take a moment to reach his running limit.

If he could maintain this speed all the time, then in less than twenty minutes, he would be able to leave Wang Ye's misty realm and re-bathe in the light of the undead heavenly curtain.

That kind of situation was obviously not what Wang Ye wanted to see...

Therefore, when the speed of the skeleton general reached its peak, another hazy figure quietly appeared on its travel route.

At the speed of the skeleton general at this time, it doesn't take five seconds for the two to meet.

"Phantom, or real?"

Choose one of the two.

"Leave it alone! Kill it again! "

Necromancers are not people who like to follow the rules....

A sharp color flashed in the eyes of the bamboo pole necromancer, and as soon as his mind moved, the speed of the bone general suddenly increased by a small stack, and two sharp bone blades were in front of him, cutting the fog in front of him at high speed.

"Buzz!"

When the two were about to meet, the bamboo pole necromancer suddenly felt an extremely strong spiritual fluctuation.

Before he could react in the slightest, a thick and vicious ghost hand had already grabbed the skeleton general.

"Buzz!"

"Click!"

The bones on the skeleton general's body emitted a dense collision sound, and the soul fire burning in his skull cavity shook violently, almost extinguishing.

Fortunately, the bamboo pole necromancer made a timely move and suffered some of the mental damage for him, which allowed the skeleton general, who had just appeared not long ago, to receive the box lunch too early.

However, through the soul contract, forcibly guarding the soul of the contract object, the price paid is much greater than directly bearing the spiritual attack yourself.

After this blow, the spirit body of the bamboo pole necromancer immediately withered, and his breath was greatly reduced...

Although he took a slap in the Nether, the Bone General's charge did not stop.

"Boom!"

The bone blade that was crossed by the skeleton general in front of him, although it was cut lonely due to the height difference.

But the huge body of the skeleton general is not inferior to any weapon.

Unsurprisingly, Wang Ye, who was alone in front of the bone general, was stepped on by the bone general into a meat paste that could directly drop meatballs...

"

If it weren't for the urgency of time, I would definitely pull out your soul and light the Nether Lamp..."

The bamboo pole necromancer, who was as pale as paper in the body of the bone general, said with a resentful face after sensing what was happening in the outside world.

"His grandmother's, it's such a feeling to turn into meat mud..." After

the pool of bright red meat mud on the ground squirmed for a moment, the smooth Wang Ye got up with a strange face.

Having just been trampled into meat by the bone general, he clearly sensed the shattering of his skull, the collapse of his tibia, and the fracture of his leg bone.

It hurts, for a moment, at first.

But it soon disappeared.

What followed was a very warm feeling.

And extremely weird but very comfortable....

After that, I lost all consciousness and didn't feel anything.

Then, the dragon spirit tiger was violently resurrected....

"It seems that it's not bad..." rubbing his chin, Wang Ye muttered with some aftertaste.

"Groove! What was I thinking?! Wang Ye shivered, and quickly threw the idea that had just been bred out of his mind.

"Fuck, the necromancer has been a necromancer for a long time, dealing with dead people every day, this thought has become a little abnormal

..." "It's okay if your mind is not normal, your sexual orientation is normal..."

Wang Ye brushed his chest, then bent down to pick up the black robe on the ground, and began to wear it slowly...

Not far away, the bamboo pole necromancer who had just controlled the skeleton general to rush out not long ago was about to go crazy.

At the end of his field of vision, another hazy figure appeared!

Choose one of the two!