Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The hearse drove in the air, dragging a long black trail, looking lifeless.

The Lich King Alanburu stood on the hearse, overlooking the black earth, with a sad expression on his face: "The Starburst Array is about to bombard the Oblivion Barrier, but we still can't find a way to rescue His Majesty. But what to do, this damn Gust, didn't he say he has found a way?"

The news that Alan Blu got was that in four or five months, the Starburst Array would be full of energy to bombard the Nirvana Barrier in an effort to eliminate the Undead King. Now four months will pass soon.

Unfortunately, if he knew Ange and had a good relationship with him, Ange might tell him that the starburst circle showed no signs of accumulating energy.

The spores of the God of Life have quietly spread to all the ventilation ducts and sewer pipes of the entire starburst circle. If the starburst circle has a strong energy response, it will be the first to know.

Alan Blu was talking to himself, and naturally he didn't expect anyone to respond to him, and continued to mutter in a low voice: "The old ghost of Gust said that he had a secret source of information, but he refused to say what source. Could it be the news from the Church of Illuminati? Otherwise, why are you sneaking around?"

"If the source of the news is a human or the Warlock Alliance, then he will definitely not be sneaky. It is a skill to get news from the Warlock League. Only when the source violates everyone's taboo, he will not even tell me."

"Damn it, why did this old undead get involved with the Church of Light? Don't find any evidence for me, or I'll have to clean up his hands." Alan Blu muttered angrily.

One of the undead knights in front turned around and shouted: "My lord, we are at the temple of the undead, do you want to worship?"

Alan Bulu shook his head and said, "No, I'm not free. If you see that smart little bone, just throw it a soul crystal."

"Okay." The undead knights responded and turned around, but soon, the undead knights shouted loudly: "King, look!"

Following the guidance of the undead knight, Alanbru saw a huge dragon statue.

"Who carved a giant dragon and put it here?" This was Alan Blu's first reaction, but he reacted as soon as he said it:

"No, it's not a sculpture, it's a petrified dragon? The petrified dragon Darhan Diawara in the Hall of Knowledge, who moved it out here? Is it Gust? Don't tell me when you move this guy ? Go down and have a look."

Alan Blue obviously knew the petrified dragon, and even knew the pre-petrified dragon, which caused him a huge misunderstanding, thinking that it was brought back by Gust.

Because apart from them, no one else knew that in the depths of the main hall of the Hall of Knowledge, there would be a petrified dragon, and even this petrified dragon was the key to the growth of wisdom for many souls.

The undead cavalry led the hearse and slid towards the ground. As the distance approached, Alanbru also saw the situation on the ground clearly, and even saw the reincarnation altar covered by the petrified dragon.

"Hey, no, how did the Reincarnation Altar be repaired? Who repaired it?" Alan Blu was surprised, and immediately felt something was wrong.

Gust would bring the petrified dragon back without telling him, but it was impossible to build the reincarnation altar without telling him, because he was the one who presided over the construction of the reincarnation altar.

This is as absurd as Ange building a world transfer station without telling Duroken.

"Be careful, something's wrong." Alan Blue reminded loudly.

The undead cavalry, however, didn't take it seriously. What kind of place is this? Anxi Plain, and further south is the abyss of undead. There is nothing wrong with it.

However, they still pretended to sacrifice weapons, mostly lances, because lances can sometimes be used as javelins.

Just as they were about to fall to the ground, a little girl jumped out from under the petrified dragon.

"Where is the little girl? Be careful, don't hurt... No, the holy power of light! Be careful!" Alan Bulu just wanted everyone not to hurt anyone, but the next moment he was frightened by the holy power of light that erupted from the little angel .

The little angel's hands were empty... before he could push it out, he remembered something, scratched his head, stretched his back in agitation, and opened a pair of real wings.

"Fighting bird? Why is there a fighting bird here? How did she get here? Are all the rangers blind?!" Alan Blu was shocked.

After opening the real wings, the little angel slowly opened the second pair of light wings. She has been instructed thousands of times not to let the holy light shine indiscriminately, and to take her time to attract the attention of the enemy.

The little angel hates this the most, and she will use her big moves whenever she can make a move, but there is no way. Among so many people, she and Anthony are the ones with the most bright posture. Anthony has other tasks, and she can only attract the attention of the enemy. strength.

"Four-winged fighting bird! Everyone be careful." An undead cavalry shouted, throwing his lance with his hands.

The long knight turned into a crossbow and stabbed at the little angel.

On the side of the little angel's body, the light wings spurted wildly, pushing her to move a large distance horizontally, the light wings sprayed and sprayed, and the third pair of light wings also spread out, and at the same time, the one who was pulled out by her was the archangel. stick.

"Supreme Holy Spirit!? The one in North Wind City! Not good, there have been two Supreme Holy Spirits in North Wind City, everyone, be careful of the other one!" Alan Bulu reminded loudly.

The dracolich Nosalo had already informed everyone that he met two seraphs and the Pope in North Wind City. He hadn't seen the seraphs and the Pope from the Church of Light for many years, so this news caused a lot of trouble. Everyone's attention, Alan Blu naturally also knows.

Unexpectedly, there would be a seraph so close to the abyss of immortality. What about the other seraph and the teleporting pope?

As soon as the idea came up, Ange jumped out from the other side of the petrified dragon, flipped directly onto the dragon's back, and wiped out rows of holy light missiles with his hand.

The little angel was just a prop to attract their attention, and Ange was the turret that really suppressed the undead cavalry. For a while, all the undead cavalry were swept away by the holy light missile and couldn't lift their heads.

Alan Blue snapped his staff, and was about to suppress Ange, but suddenly felt a sign in his heart, turned his head and looked in another direction, and saw a bright light flashing on the other corner of the equilateral triangle with Angel Ange move.

Alan Blu immediately shattered a piece of bone on his chest, and a bubble-like ring exploded.

I saw that everything around slowed down, and with the 'bubble' that exploded, it expanded rapidly. As long as the things enclosed in it became extremely slow, including a purple-gold skull.

Fetti was stunned by this 'slowing down' effect, everything became extremely slow, but his thinking and reaction were normal. He watched Alan Blu quickly take out his staff in front of him, chanting The spell, ready to go.

Fetti felt as if he had passed through some invisible barrier, the slowing effect disappeared in an instant, and his speed returned to normal, but he immediately plunged into another mass of invisible 'mud'.

"Super strong hysteresis?" Negris said below, if there are levels of general magic, then hysteresis belongs to no level of magic. A first-level magician can cast it, and a esoteric mage can also cast it. It's just the effect vary.

The effect of Alanburu's hysteresis is obviously super powerful, even a master of mourning like Feiti can be hysteresised. He casts hysteresis continuously, and the hearse also moved backwards, widening the distance from Feiti.

At the same time, ghosts were summoned by him, and they rushed towards Fetti fiercely, entangled him, circled him, and pulled him.

Naturally, these ghosts couldn't hurt the Lord of Mourning, but with the cooperation of the delay technique, Fei Ti's speed was abruptly slowed down, and finally he was forced to stop.

"This... Feiti was forced to stop? This lich is so powerful." Negris said in shock.

Silba on the side was also poking his head, and said: "It's normal, Lich King Alanburu, the Mage of Truth, is very powerful, if it wasn't for his followers being restrained by the adults, after staying behind Fei Ti, he would ride The gun may have been thrown... Hey, where are the undead cavalry?"

Everyone's attention was attracted by the confrontation between Fetti and Alanbru, and they didn't pay attention to Anger's side at all. Now, when they turned their heads and looked over, they found that the twelve undead cavalry had disappeared. Anger waved a A scythe of holy light, with twelve soul flames hanging on the scythe.

"This... is it so fast? These undead cavalry are too good, right? What is that? The holy light sickle? Why is it the same as the death sickle?" Silba said in shock.

Negris buttoned the scales on his waist in embarrassment: "That's the death scythe, which was used to cheat people by harvesting wheat."

Fetti was forced to stop, and the 'flash' was naturally interrupted, and he had to fall to the ground. His flash can only be cast on a place with a solid support, and cannot be cast on the air, so even though he stepped on the air The ability, but to activate the flash, you still need to find a solid thing to step on.

Alan Blu took the time to look in Ang's direction, and then his expression changed drastically: "Where's my people!?"

Ange quickly opened his real wings, and the light wings spurted out wildly, pushing him towards Alanburu at high speed.

"What the hell are you? You are not the Supreme Holy Spirit! Let go of my people!" Alan Blu roared, and with a wave of his staff, a cyan wind blade slashed down towards Ange, who was locked by his eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...Ange likes to fight magic with people the most. Twenty holy light missiles are sprayed out in a second, and Alan Blue's wind blade is blown up in the air.

"Elemental Javelin!"

"Fengya!"

"Hysteresis!"

"Tornado Blade!"

"Soul Shock!"

Anger used Holy Light Missiles to deal with the previous magic. At this extreme frequency, Alan Blue couldn't use any magic. He was forcibly submerged by Holy Light Missiles, and Alan Blue was so anxious to jump out of the car. Brazenly used the soul impact that undead creatures are best at... beam.

Ange tilted his head back, and then came back as if nothing had happened, raised his finger at Alan Bru, and the soul shock—beam!

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