Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

One hundred meters, eighty meters, fifty meters ....

Ten meters!

"Swoosh!"

"Give me death!"

The skeleton general's sternum opened sharply, and a black light shot out from it.

The black light was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had already arrived under Wang Ye's nose.

The face of the bamboo pole necromancer was full of sneers, and this blow, he was bound to win.

To this end, he did not hesitate to burn his soul, overdraw his body, and squeeze his potential.

[Skill: Ghost Spell - Ghost Lock

] [Introduction: The desperate skill of the dark necromancer, at the cost of his own soul, body, and potential, blocks the target's soul...] Wang Ye's

pupils shrank violently to the extreme, and he recognized this skill.

But at this time, he was also on the string and had to send it.

He didn't dare to waste a little time, and with the fastest speed, he threw out the Nether Grip that had been prepared long ago before the Ghost Lock fell.

"Poof!"

Wuguang was in the heart of Wang Ye's eyebrows.

Wang Ye only felt that his eyebrows were cold, and he felt that his body became heavier than the mountain, his arms could not be lifted, his feet could not step out, and even breathing became a little difficult.

The high-speed brain also became groggy like a lead.

Then there was a fault line in the mind, and it began to develop into a chaotic trend.

He knew that this was due to the mismatch between his soul state and body at this time.

But at this time, he was so weak that he could not even give spiritual instructions.

"Buzz!"

The bamboo pole necromancer's sinister smile was still on his face, but his soul was dead.

If he failed to kill Wang Ye in one blow, his Jedi counter-kill would not be successful...

However, he walked with peace of mind.

Such an outcome had been thought of before.

He knew that after falling into the ghost spell, the ghost lock, even if Wang Ye did not die, this life would be over...

Immortal, also a standard waste.

But a necromancer in such a state, if he wants to not die, it is too difficult and difficult....

The corrosive mist insects who were originally gathered around and honestly watched the play were clearly sensed by the sudden decrease in the intensity of the soul contract at the first time Wang Ye's spirit appeared abnormal.

Not only them, it should be said that all the contract undead under Wang Ye's hands sensed it.

However, those contract undead were not by Wang Ye's side at this time...

At the beginning, due to Wang Ye's usual "amiability", the corrosion mist insects did not make any moves.

But with the slow passage of time, the sharply reduced soul contract has never had a tendency to rebound.

They just can't stay....

After

a quick exchange of information, the Corrosion Mist Bugs did what all contracted undead would do when the necromancer was weak.

Revolt of the Dead.

"Buzz..."

They simultaneously rushed towards Wang Ye, who was collapsed on the ground and was not much stronger than the mud.

From the nostrils, from the mouth, from the ears, from the skin, from the eyes, from all the body that can be corroded, rushing towards Wang Ye's head and heart.

In an instant, dozens of small wounds appeared on Wang Ye's body.

These small wounds spread all the way and soon extended to Wang Ye's heart and brain.

"Poof..." Successfully

arriving at its destination, the corrosion mist insects took out their good words in the first place.

Corrosion ghost fog.

The appearance of the corrosive ghost fog made Wang Ye's body feel the threat of instinct.

But due to the weakening of the soul, the body is unable to make any effective counterattack.

You can only desperately secrete various hormones and immune cells to fight it.

Even though Wang Ye's physical fitness belongs to the apex among the necromancers of the same level, compared with those extraordinary physical cultivation professions of the same level, his physical quality does not have anything outstanding, and if he dies, he can mix with the average lower level.

Therefore, the body's instinctive reaction is doomed to be futile....

In just a few moments, Wang Ye's heart was dissolved into a small hole, and under the squeeze of the heart, a large amount of blood spurted out from it and filled the chest cavity...

And that's not the deadliest, deadliest attack on the brain.

Sophisticated and complex brain tissue has always been a top problem that humans cannot fully overcome.

Once the brain tissue is damaged, even a top biologist like Dr. Rogge will feel helpless.

If you encounter Wang Ye's situation, the cerebral cortex is dissolved and the brain plasma flows out, then most people will say, prepare for the aftermath.

Well, necromancers are an exception....

Not surprisingly, Wang Ye died again.

Because death is a little slow.

So he can use torture to die to describe his death this time.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, all the contract undead under Wang Ye had induction.

The soul contract, gone.

However, the reactions of these contract undead are different.

Those undead who were promoted by Wang Ye all the way, regardless of their spiritual intelligence, stayed in place honestly, quietly looking at those companions who had just joined the group, watching their restlessness, watching their patience, and their eyes were full of ridicule.

They have seen more of such scenes.

I've long been accustomed to it....

Wang Ye will die, but the time for Wang Ye to die is very short, very short, so short that it can be ignored, short enough that the skill will not be interrupted because of this...

Wang Ye had died many times, and in this fight with the Dark Department Bamboo Pole Necromancer alone, he was killed by the other party several times.

However, those few deaths were all seconds of death.

It didn't attract much attention from the contract undead under him.

The fleeting feeling of undead creatures without brains would consider it an illusion, and would not waste their pitiful brains thinking about the reason for this.

And Wang Ye's death this time was slow, and he died little by little after his mental state fell to the bottom.

The undead creatures under him are always sensing his state through the contract with the soul.

Therefore, when he dies, he will clearly sense the disappearance of the soul contract....

"Gah!"

Just when a large number of contract undead were ready to cheer that they were free and could do whatever they wanted, the soul contract that had disappeared appeared again.

They were like roosters that were just about to crow, but were suddenly pinched by the neck, and they were instantly dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Rookie undead, you look at me, I look at you, they all perceive the confusion from the fluctuations of each other's soul fire.

Those old birds and undead are the old gods, quietly admiring the confusion of these latecomers....

Life!

Always full of surprises and frightes, just don't know, which comes first....