NOVEL WEB Chapter 72 The Best Fertilizer
The black warrior emitted holy rays of light from all seven holes, and countless rays of light emitted from his body, reflecting him as if he was riddled with holes, causing him to scream in panic.
Holy Word, a divine spell that ignores defense, why does a skeleton know Holy Word?
It's over, magic spells add damage to undead creatures, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead... Huh? Why doesn't it hurt?
Feel it up and down, hey, isn't it broken? No, go to hell? I am an undead creature, already dead....
The terrified Black Warrior found that, apart from being blinded by the holy light, he was not harmed. But before he regained his senses, a scythe had already been drawn across his body, drawing out a mass of souls.
On the other side, the No. 2 Black Warrior fought with the Angel Skull. The Black Warrior is superb in martial arts, and the connection between the provocative, slashing, and slashing is very close, as if mercury leaks continuously. If he can really hit it, he can Chip the angel skull into a skeleton.
But every time he was about to slash at the Angel Skull, a long-necked head suddenly stretched out, using the thick helmet on his head to support his shadow blade.
Turning his head to look, what he saw was Negris' expression of helplessness and concentration.
No way, Ange said to use it as a shield, what can it do? Give up? In case the Angel Skeleton is cut into a skeleton, the little zombie can hammer it flat.
Moreover, it is the most reasonable to use it as a shield. The brass dragon skin is thick and thick, with high magic resistance and physical defense. Make up, at worst, breed another one.
It quietly buckled a scale and hid it to prevent the body from being hacked and things reborn one day.
It used the heavy-armored swordsman's armor to modify itself into a helmet and a breastplate to strengthen the defense of these two places. In fact, even without strengthening, its scales were already very strong.
Suddenly, the shadow blade slashed on Negris' head and was bounced off by the helmet.
The fist of the angel skull followed closely.
The black samurai bent his elbows, stepped back half a body with his strength, and slashed down with the sharp blade again.
Then, Negris' head stretched out again.
The brass dragon's neck is quite long, swinging around, flexible and stable, better than the anti-shake performance of the chicken head.
With its concentrated cooperation, the Angel Skull is like having an extra automatic hand, blocking some deadly attacks, so that it can concentrate on hammering people.
Single-handedly blocking three 'hands', it turned out to be evenly matched for a while.
The black samurai is not very worried. This tricky tactic can be good for a while, but not for a lifetime. As long as you let yourself catch a flaw, you can go straight to the middle, fly up and down, flip up and down, and kill in one fell swoop, or wait for your companions. Solved another skeleton, came back to help….
go to hell! The roar startled him, and when he turned his head, he saw his companion spraying light from the seven holes, he touched his body a few times in doubt, and then his soul was hooked out by the sickle.
A black warrior, no, a black knight, actually lost to a gray bone skeleton in a duel?
Although this gray bone skeleton can use the Death Scythe, which is most feared by spirits, for some unknown reason, it is also a gray bone skeleton! ! Oh, and the Holy Word, and riding a horse, and..., hell, is this still a skeleton?
This time, it wasn't the companion who solved the skeleton and came back to help him, but the skeleton solved his companion and came back to beat him up.
Watching Ange turn to him and raise the death scythe in his hand, the black warrior gritted his teeth fiercely, thrust the sharp blade into the ground and picked it vigorously, stirring up dust all over the sky.
"Pfft! Throwing sand? Are you embarrassed? You are a black warrior, okay!" Negris couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing.
Throwing sand, stepping on toes, inserting eyeballs, and digging eggs are well-known refugee martial arts, but any swordsman with some strength will not use them, let alone a dignified black warrior, it is simply a shame for the black warrior.
The last three tricks are useless to undead creatures, but blowing sand is still useful. The dense gravel and dust not only block the sight, but also block the perception of the soul. When the dust disappears, the black warrior has disappeared.
But this method can hide the angel skeleton, but it can't hide it from Ange. From the dust, Ange sensed that a black shadow was going to the ground, so he pointed at the ground with a sickle, and it was the black warrior who stabbed at the ground. The hole that came out.
The angel skeleton flapped its wings and flew into the sky, directly above the crater, spread its wings wide, and the wings on its back became brighter and brighter.
After changing the wings of the seraphim, it brought two new features to the angel skull. One is that the Holy Light Gauntlet expands to the wrist, protecting the entire small arm, and the other is that it can store holy The energy of light does not need to be infused by Ange when the battle is on the line.
The black warrior, who was digging into the ground with all his strength, suddenly felt a chill in his soul.
The newly replaced wings are bigger than before, and they are folded in three. There is no difference when they are closed, but after they are opened... It is no wonder that the mural exaggerates the seraphim into a moth. The wings are too big up.
The wings were extremely bright, and the Angel Skull pushed the ground with both hands, and a ray of light pierced into the ground.
Pfft, it was like a stone smashed into the lake surface, bulged up a circle, and then calmed down, leaving only a pit in the center that melted into liquid, cooled and crystallized rapidly, forming a thin layer of glassy curved surface.
Without a doubt, the whole body of the Angel Skull turned into fly ash, even the wings were no exception, and finally lost its support and fell down, snapping off the bone of its left leg.
It didn't care, it picked up the leg bone and stuck it back, and ran to Ange, raising its hands high.
Negris sighed: "The fighting bird is just a fighting bird, and its death will not change. He has burrowed into the ground, and we just need to dig it. As for using the big move? Only Ange can recover quickly, otherwise seven thousand purification spells would require one hundred If a pastor comes to restore you in seven or eight days, who can afford you?"
Picking up the holy remains on the ground and throwing them into the Palace of Rest, leading the lightning, the angel skeleton sat on it, the little zombie was second, Ange was the third, the brass dragon squeezed up, and the lightning carried everyone away.
The reason for this order is that the wings of the angel skeleton are easy to get stuck in Ang's ribs, using the little zombie as a partition.
It wasn't until Ange and his party went away for a long time that a puff of smoke slowly rose from the ground, shaking erratically, and couldn't get back into shape for a long time.
The seriously injured black warrior inserted his hand into his chest with difficulty, and took out a scroll, which was difficult to tear with one hand, and finally put it on the ground and stepped on it.
The transmitted light flashed for a while, and then suddenly shrank towards the center, and at the same time, the incomplete black warrior also shrank towards the center.
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"Why is there a black warrior?" Negris, who was sitting at the back, muttered to himself, but his eyes were on Ange.
"The Black Warrior is a man-made undead creature. It needs a reincarnation altar to be reincarnated. Where did they come from?" Eyes continued to glance.
"I remember that the Devil's Valley was not called the Devil's Valley before, but the River of the Dead, because there was an altar of reincarnation, reincarnated black warriors, and reincarnated undead creatures. Why is it occupied by demons now? According to the direction where the skeleton is kneeling, they Probably from the Devil's Valley."
"There's also a lava river there, bubbling and bubbling, it's really pretty."
Negris babbled a lot, but no one responded, except Lightning, who saw how pitiful he was, he responded a few times.
Sighing, Negris had no choice but to make a unique move, saying: "Volcanic ash is the best fertilizer."
Thank you Bai Shouhe, bitter saki, dead pig is not afraid of ice water, happy happy 1, old driver of water blade, 1 lone wolf 1, water polo king, for the tip.