The lord is red again

Dome raised both hands and pointed at Miram.

"You can't use it anymore." Miram's forehead was sweating. It was not known whether it was because of the heat or because of the panic in her heart, but her tone was very firm: "I know your ability, Domei. You have reached the limit of borrowing these powers."

"I found a more suitable method." Domei shook her head, "Knowledge can bring us endless possibilities. We only need to ask for it and learn with greedy eyes. It will give us anything we want and never hate us for it."

"Everything in the world hates greed, only knowledge is unique."

"This is the power I have, but I don't want to waste it on you. Miram, for the sake of our former colleagues, at least for the sake of letting you stand here and talk, don't struggle anymore."

The two sides fell into a stalemate.

There were only a few dozen undead people left. The explosion that swept across the entire map just now almost shocked them to the point of disconnection and quitting the game directly.

The surviving undead were smarter. They chose to stand beside the NPC. Since Miram was a plot NPC, she would definitely not be attacked.

Although the guessing process was not correct, the result was very consistent with the "game logic".

Little did she know that Miram was now timid. She threatened Duomei with her mouth, but her heart was beating wildly, fearing that Duomei would attack again.

The terrifying flames had burned her face to the point of pain. When she spoke and breathed, it was as if she had swallowed a piece of charcoal in her throat. Even a knight with the strength of a senior knight could not bear it without being directly touched... If she was directly touched by the flames, even if it was just a light sweep, she would be like the undead, turned into ashes.

The stalemate between the two sides was broken after the sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air.

An arrow wrapped in frost had already cut through the air and flew over.

Morena on the side quickly raised the wooden stick in her hand, and the stone at the tip of the stick emitted light, and then an invisible barrier appeared.

The arrow hit the invisible barrier, and the air seemed to have a glass cover that was difficult to see with the naked eye. Half of the arrow penetrated into the cover, leaving a spider web pattern.

"Lord Lind!" Milan turned quickly. When she saw the arrow, she knew it was shot by Lance. As a crossbowman, she was also curious about Lance's ice bow. Although she was not used to it, it did not prevent her from being interested.

Since Lance came, Lord Lind must have come too.

Three figures appeared.

Lind, who was carrying a broken sword and wearing heavy gold armor, Lance, the deer horn man holding an ice bow, and Miko, the rabbit-toothed witch, who was running at the back.

The ice bow's continuous arrows nailed to the transparent barrier, forcing Morena to use all her energy to deal with it, but she could only watch Lind get closer and closer.

Finally, flames broke out in Dome's palm again.

Perhaps because Lind had already rushed in front of him, the flames did not burst out this time, just barely covering Lind.

"Be careful!" Milan screamed. If Linde was injured or died, her future would not be good.

The raging fire completely covered Linde, and Duomei had a smile on her face.

But a big hand in golden armor tore through the flames, and completely ignored the erosion of the flames, and punched Morena's barrier.

The barrier shattered.

The golden armor raised his right fist, as if he had won the final victory in a fight.

"That's it?" A foot stepped out of the flames.

Then, Linde, with flames wrapped around his body, walked out intact. He raised his right fist and smashed it towards Duomei's shoulder. The hunchbacked old wizard could only watch the fist fall on his shoulder.

The speed of the punch was not fast, and it was wrapped in flames, but time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Duomei's right shoulder was hit, and the force completely exploded in the flesh and bones. The crisp sound of the bones made people shudder, and then the severe pain disrupted Duomei's consciousness.

Lind grabbed Duomei's collar with one hand and easily lifted him up from the ground, just like grabbing a dead quail.

The old wizard was very weak, especially since Lind was one of the strongest among the upper knights. He was not killed by a punch because Lind did not aim at his head.

"Do you want to drop the stick now, or should I help you?" Lind turned his head and looked at Morena.

Morena did not try to resist and obediently dropped the wand on the ground.

After seeing Lind's terrifying melee explosive power with her own eyes, Morena knew that she should choose to cooperate as long as her brain was fine.

The strategy for Tomorrow's Magic School is simpler than imagined.

Once, Lind led a group of undead people with even fewer numbers to break through the former Leon City. Now that his strength has increased, it seems strange that he can't even break through a magic school with only upper wizards.

It's just that Duomei obviously has some knowledge and can borrow some power.

Lind casually issued a task to explore the Tomorrow Magic School. The surviving undead had already "finished watching the CG" and dispersed happily after receiving the task, going to investigate in groups of three or two.

They had already killed a lot of people. Today's assassin sneaked in without being discovered by anyone. It felt really good.

After a while, Lind received the information sent back by the undead.

"There is a group of undead in the huge dungeon underground, Lord!" The undead who came back had a pleasant voice. There were new undead captives, and new players could be invited to join!

Linde followed the undead who led the way into the underground. Walking along the narrow stairs, he seemed to be on the road to the abyss.

Just as the undead who led the way said, the underground was very strange.

These were rough mechanical devices, metal mechanical style, but the gears were not driving the machinery.

Linde got close to one and stared at it carefully. He found that it was covered with magic patterns of various styles. It seemed to be scribbled, but judging from the appearance of the machinery, this scribbling unexpectedly made the machinery start to operate.

More than 80 undead were like pigs hanging in a meat processing factory, hanging on the empty and huge equipment, with their eyes closed.

The patterns on the metal machinery flashed from time to time, as if something was being pulled out of the undead.

"Can you wake me up?" Linde asked.

The one who answered his question was Duomei, who was still in pain from the broken shoulder and arm: "Yes, yes."

"What did you do?" Linde reached out and tapped the machine gently, "Did you get the power of the fire that burst out before from them?"

Duomei nodded.

Linde really didn't expect that the "battery technology" he had been looking forward to would be encountered in such a strange way.

Dome's power extraction skills are very proficient, otherwise it would be impossible to burst out fireballs that can destroy a castle.

It also means that Dome's technology is mature.

The reason why adding more functions to the lion emblem has not been vigorously promoted is the energy problem.

But if there is this, the problem seems to be no longer a problem.

Linde looked at Dome and said, "Pledge your loyalty to me, Dome, I can provide you with more help so that you can gain more knowledge."

It seems that you can choose "agree" and "disagree", but in fact there is only one option.

It just so happens that Dome is very interested in the characteristics shown by Linde. This is a living old noble who is not crazy.

"My honor, Lord!"