Nightmare Corrosion

How strong must a person be to be called a god?

Lu En has not thought about this problem, but he once heard a saying that half a step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a monster. But if you are three or four steps ahead, does it mean that for ordinary people, it is the same as the gods? No different?

For this world, although mages are not ordinary people, because of the existence of world rules, their perspective on things is sometimes more rigid than ordinary people. This may be the so-called knowledge barrier. Some people know better. The more people know, the smaller they feel, and the more some people know, the closer they feel to the truth.

Their thinking is far more stubborn than ordinary people, because they are convinced that what they know is some kind of truth that really exists in this world.

It is better to believe in books than to have no books at all. This is the truth.

So after Lu En suddenly appeared in front of the mages who came for him and showed abilities that exceeded their imagination, both the necromancer and the blood mage collapsed as expected.

They could not imagine that in this world, there was a mage like Lu En who could master all spells at his fingertips and manipulate them freely. He could even accurately find every undead mage in the undead army, and then mow the blocking undead servants together with them. Together with the necromancer, they can be easily killed.

Can't stop it!

Totally unstoppable!

No matter how powerful the servant is, it is just a matter of one sword in front of Lu En, and Lu En is not stupid enough to only show his skills. Various powerful spells are simply more powerful than food and water in his hands. Easy, falling on the head of the entire undead army in a steady stream.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lu En can stay in the sky and use the torrent of spells to destroy most of the entire army, or he can name the necromancers one by one. With the power and accuracy of his spells, almost no one can dodge them. Open his attack.

But he still chose the most shocking way, single-handedly challenging an army of the undead, and doing so with ease and ease, giving the impression that an ordinary person was casually stepping on ants crawling on the ground.

It only took less than five minutes for Lu En to successfully transform the anger and surprise of these necromancers because of his active attack into the deepest fear deep in his heart. He killed five necromancers, but caused countless The remaining necromancers fled, and the undead army fell apart.

This cannot be said to be that the necromancers are too timid, but that the shock Luen gave them was too great!

If it were an army composed of ordinary people, although it would also collapse, looking at Lu En's performance, they would at most feel that this is an extremely powerful mage with irresistible power.

Only in the eyes of a fellow mage can one see the horror displayed by Lu En.

The simplest and most basic, the various spells that Lu En seemed to throw around casually were the source of this shock. As mages, they are the ones who know best how to cast spells, and even those who are good at spell combat It is impossible for the blood mages to achieve Lu En's level!

No gestures, no materials, no spells, not even preparation time are needed. All kinds of spells burst out from Lu En's fingers. It's like when everyone thought the road was going to be walked step by step, suddenly, It was as if someone had flown over, and everyone who witnessed it was dumbfounded and their views exploded!

They were mages, yes, but they were also humans, not machine guns or turrets. Compared to them who had to concentrate for a long time before they could successfully release a spell, Lu En's performance had simply exceeded the category of human beings.

Not to mention the perfect combination of strength and skill shown by Lu En. Taking the head of the necromancer from the thousands of troops was like picking out an object from a bag, and the effect can be imagined.

In order to deal with Lu En, these necromancers assembled a powerful undead army. More than twenty necromancers joined them, and blood mages secretly cooperated to attract Lu En from the base camp. Various secret calculations, and even These necromancers all felt that they were overkill and overkill.

But at this moment, they suddenly discovered that instead of using a knife to kill a chicken, they were clearly using a knife to kill a chicken to kill a cow!

The undead army of tens of thousands collapsed instantly, and then divided into more than a dozen groups and fled in different directions. No necromancer thought about counterattack, but it gave Lu En a better chance to defeat each one.

If they get together, those swarming undead servants who are not afraid of death can still cause him some trouble. Although Lu En's magic power is abundant, it is not infinite after all. It can have this effect only because of his Perfect control ability, able to bring out the best of ten.

Bang!

The figure fell from the sky and easily cut several necromancers under the protection of banshees, as well as the rotating bone shield around him, into two pieces. Lu En discovered that air superiority was indeed extremely important when pursuing.

With one finger, he penetrated the head of the still struggling Necromancer. His side suddenly stagnated. After the servant controlled by the Necromancer lost control, his movements immediately stopped, and a large piece of the banshee in the air fell.

Only two death knights with low-level intelligence roared and drove their horses towards him, wanting to avenge their masters, and then were easily dealt with.

"This should be the last one!"

Lu En panted slightly, but there was no fatigue in his eyes. The side effects of the burning blood technique on his body did not affect him at all, but he was forcibly suppressed by him.

The body can affect the spirit, but the spirit can also affect the body.

Looking around, there were all stiff undead or broken corpses. Except for some death knights, there were no moving figures. Lu En confirmed that all the necromancers fleeing in this area had been sent to where they should go.

For these necromancers who take the initiative to leave the mage tower and think that the protection of tens of thousands of servants is foolproof, beheading tactics are simply not too easy. In terms of combat ability alone, these necromancers are not even as good as blood mages. Only those who can block Lu En are the real ones. Miracle.

As for some of the blood mages in the team, their reaction speed was astonishing and they escaped faster than the necromancers. However, it was useless. Lu En did not show mercy to them, but allowed them to enjoy the same treatment as the necromancers.

Don't these blood mages dream of having equal status with the necromancers? Lu En feels that he must fulfill their wishes. Since they cannot be equal in life, they must be treated equally after death!

Lu En doesn't have many good qualities, but he always does what he says and never breaks his word!

"So, why do you think I should lose this beautiful virtue of honesty and trustworthiness because of you?"

Lu En floated down from the air and looked at a bearded man kneeling on the ground trembling slightly. His performance was obviously not as tough as his appearance.

"I am Preacher Holdman, and I am willing to surrender to you and help you become the true king of blood mages, the true bloodthirsty king!"

Holdman knelt on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and said quickly:

"I can help you convince other missionaries and other blood mages. With my help, you will gain supreme rights and become the well-deserved king of blood mages!"

"oh?"

Lu En raised his eyebrows and moved the fingers holding the blood sword: "You mean, I want to be the king of blood mages, and I need you to crown me?"

"I!"

Haldeman suddenly felt horrified, and quickly wanted to defend himself, but his vision suddenly went dark, and his raised head was directly pressed to the ground. A bloody sword penetrated the back of his head, then emerged from his forehead and plunged into the ground. On the earth, blood gurgled out along the sword body, soaking the ground.

"Unfortunately, I don't have many advantages anymore, so I have to match my words with my actions. I hope you won't mind."

I finally caught up and forgot to write the title.