Summoning the Holy Sword

"I didn't expect it ..."

Withdrawing his gaze from the crystal ball, the necromancer's dark eyes flashed a dim red light. He was wearing a dark robe and scary scars were left on his skinny face, but the scariest thing was that the necromancer was smiling—that smile was n’t friendly, it was n’t. Happy, but just looking at a necromancer with a smile on his side is the most terrifying thing.

"Somebody can turn on the defense system of this ruined city. If it wasn't for me, then I really want to entertain them personally ... Ah, it's a pity that I have VIPs here and can't be separated ... "Speaking here, the necromancer laughed aloud, then he turned around and looked at the bondage, but still staring stubbornly at his pure day messenger-that's what he got before Windfall.

"Woo ... !!!"

Feeling the evil sight of the necromancer, the war angel shivered a little, but soon she seemed to realize that her reaction was a bit timid, and she hurriedly raised her head, biting her teeth, staring stubbornly at the necromancer in front of her. At this moment, all the armor on this war angel had been withdrawn. Under the light of the pale spirit fire, her naked and well-wrapped body was clearly visible. At this moment, the body was tied tightly by the chain and hung high, even the pair of wings behind the battle angel were nailed to the wall behind her by several bone spurs, and red blood was left from above , Dyed white feathers. Even so, she didn't make a cry. But now the Angel of War is also very clear that she is just dying and struggling. At the beginning, this despicable necromancer sneaked at her and her companions, letting them catch a big loss. But then, she cheered up and fought face to face with the opponent, but still could not cause any harm to this evil existence. Instead he was made by him and then brought back into this terrible ruin.

"Ah, the power of holiness ... like a flame, dazzling, but involuntarily wants to plunge into it ... the destruction of beauty is so beautiful ..."

The necromancer turned around, walked to the side of War Angel, stretched out her hand, stroking her cheek, and feeling the cold touch, the War Angel glared back angrily, but her eyes turned towards a company that accompanied death. For the Necromancer, there is of course no lethality. So in the face of the angry eyes of the war angel, the necromancer did not react at all. Instead, it showed a smile.

"Don't worry, I know what you're thinking. Your companions are doing well ... see?"

Having said that, the necromancer grinned, and then he reached out and hit his finger.

Soon, two figures came out from behind him, but after seeing the two figures, the face of the war angel changed suddenly.

That was exactly the other two mercenaries who were brought here with her by the Necromancer.

But now they have completely lost the human form, puffiness, rotten scars everywhere on the green body, and even the internal organs and bones in their bodies can be seen through these wounds, and from these wounds, the flesh is as hairy Worm-like tentacles stick out from it, fighting outside. From their eyes, the glory of life could no longer be seen, and only the darkness of death and eternal suffering.

"You evil existence! You treat those living lives this way!"

Seeing this scene, the war angel finally couldn't help anger and yelled. But when she heard her wrath, the necromancer once again showed a bright smile.

"I'm a necromancer. This is how I treat living people. And ... To be honest, I originally wanted to make you into my necromancer to fight against the power of angels. Once I fell into In the dark, then I will have a more powerful subordinate—but unfortunately, it seems that the person who has troubled me this time seems to be in trouble. I do n’t know who he is, but I can open the ruins. The city's defense system is not something ordinary people can do ... "Speaking here, the necromancer paused, then he turned his head and looked back at the crystal ball.

I have to say that after realizing that the city's defense system was turned on, the necromancer was indeed dimmed. He spent so many years in the ruins of the Custer Plateau. The history of the city is naturally well understood. At present, some people can open the defense system here, which makes the necromancer secretly vigilant. The other party can open the core defense here, which shows that he is likely to have a deep relationship with the city. And what kind of power did the residents of this city have before? Necromancers have also conducted investigations. If it is the city's survivors who come to recycle, then their strength will certainly not be as good as that of the idiot mercenaries. Poor, and the other party can actually destroy the undead creatures placed in the central area. Coupled with those dumb guards, they will definitely not kill the adversary as silly as before ... Think of this, the necromancer ca n’t help but have some headaches. . He knew that the city had a very strong defense system, especially those who guarded it, but those who guarded it did not obey their orders. Their role was only to protect the underground city. Any living life would be completely destroyed by them. . In the beginning, Necromancers did not encounter their attacks, because he was already a dead person, and naturally he wouldn't let the guards detect it. Once, the Necromancer also tried to use this to catch a few guards of guards to come back and guard the door for himself. After all, the body is the favorite of all the wizards, even the necromancer. However, these guards are not so provocative. Although they do not respond to undead creatures such as Necromancer, they will actively respond when attacked. Coupled with the fact that these guards are not only ancient but also have powerful combat power, the Necromancer tried several times and ended up at a loss, so he did not go back to the idea of ​​these guards, plus they Although he didn't listen to his command, objectively it really helped himself to withstand a lot of troubles, so the necromancer no longer managed it.

But now, it found trouble.

Although I don't know who the other party is, the Necromancer noticed that in many areas, the structural guards who had not violated their own well water had already started to "clean up" the undead in their area. Obviously, they were ordered, otherwise these mindless construct guards would not have been able to do such a thing.

Although it is said that the garrison guards are powerful, the undead mage has not been in operation for many years. If such a war starts, both sides will suffer heavy losses. Of course, there is nothing terrible about death for the guards who construct it, plus this is where their duty lies, and if it breaks, it breaks. However, the necromancer has suffered heavy losses, and the undead creatures in his hand are decreasing in pieces at the moment, which is definitely not a good thing for the necromancer.

In this case, there is only ...

Thinking of this, the necromancer regained his gaze, and then he looked back at the war angel in front of him.

"You should be proud. After all, I didn't expect to use your precious loot to make a" container ", but now I'm a little curious-if I use a pure angel as the Lich's rebirth prop, So what kind of power would I have? "

"!!!"

The angel of war was completely confused as to what this necromancer would do. But when she heard the word "lich", the eyes of the war angel finally changed, and there was an indescribable fear in those beautiful eyes. She began to struggle desperately, but with negative energy The chain has already blocked her power, which makes the war angel completely unable to move. She could only watch the Necromancer look up, and then made a vomiting motion.

Soon, the war angel saw a palm-sized ellipse protruding from the necromancer's chest. It walked around underneath the necromancer's body, and after a short time, he followed the necromancer's body upward and entered After reaching his throat, the Necromancer made a deep roar, and then he lowered his head again.

And after seeing what was contained in the mouth of the necromancer, the face of the war angel became extremely pale at that instant.

"I have never kissed anyone before, I never thought that my first kiss would be dedicated to an angel, which is ironic ..."

The necromancer seemed to enjoy the expression of fear that the war angel was showing at the moment. It could not help but smile a little. Then, the necromancer walked in front of the war angel and saw it approaching. The war angel was involuntary. She wanted to step back, but behind her was a cold stone wall, plus chains and bone spurs. Where can the current war angels go? She was only able to twist her body vigorously, but after perceiving her actions, the necromancer only moved her fingers slightly, and soon, a cold dark air emerged from his fingers, and soon she was enveloped in the battle angel On her body, she just felt a chill passing by, and then she lost her reaction completely.

Just then, the terrible necromancer finally came to the battle angel.

"Come on, cute, come kiss me."

"..."

Just as the war angel instinctively turned around, trying to avoid the other side, the necromancer suddenly reached out his hand, pinched her face, forced her to open her mouth, and pressed her lips up.

"Woo ... !!!"

Perceiving the cold death breath of her opponent, the war angel's eyes widened in horror. Soon, she felt a cold, full of negative energy continuously flowing into her body. This made the war angel more and more crazy, she even began to twist her body desperately, even if she had to tear her wings to escape this terrible threat.

But soon, the battle angel's struggle gradually weakened, her eyes turned upwards, and the glory that was originally full of life was now as weak as a candle in the wind. On the white and delicate skin, a layer of iron blue gradually emerged. In a short time, she completely stopped struggling, and hanged there like the same dead body.

At the same time, the white feathers fell like snowflakes.

(To be continued)