Klein went back and forth, and Ron, Frigga, and Pamir were surprised and delighted.
"You bastard, it's really worrying... I can't help it, I can only come back and help you..."
There was a sinister smile on the corner of Klein's mouth, "What did that life-type bastard say? That our undead-type are humble reptiles? Very good! I'll make you change your arrogant face soon..."
After finishing speaking, Klein took out a staff from nowhere. This staff was about one meter long, and it was black as if transparent. Opening his mouth wide, he spit out a blood-red tongue, and the entire staff radiated the light of a holy weapon.
This is the Necromancer's high-level sacred weapon "Staff of the Serpent", which has additional bonuses when using plague and poison skills.
"Wake up, the giant dragon lurking in the abyss... the gate to the underworld has been opened... the rotten bones... are a symbol of courage, your appearance has caused the world to fall into fear..."
While singing in a low voice, Klein summoned a giant frost dragon again. The giant frost dragon roared, exuding a bone-piercing icy breath.
"Good job! Klein!"
When Ron saw it, his spirit was shocked. He laughed, "Let this guy see how powerful our Necromancer is..."
As he spoke, he also waved the keel staff, and not long after, another huge frost dragon appeared in front of the warden.
The two giant frost dragons kept roaring, the surrounding air had dropped to zero, and all the low puddles on the ground were frozen.
Facing the threat of the two giant frost dragons, the warden didn't take it seriously. He smiled coldly, and the leaves all over his body "wow...wow...".
"Haha... just relying on you... to deal with me? I just want to say what's wrong? Your undead system is garbage... and the necromancer in the undead system... is garbage among garbage..."
"roll!"
Klein and Ron were furious. They waved their wands, and the Frost Dragon rushed forward with a roar.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
The two giant frost dragons launched an attack on the warden with a powerful posture. For a while, countless giant frost dragons came, completely freezing dozens of meters around the warden.
At this moment, Ron finally understood why Klein only summoned one Frost Dragon, because in a one-on-one battle between the necromancer and the enemy, the strength of the Frost Dragon would not change greatly because of the number , On the contrary, because there are too many frost dragons, they tend to use "instinct" to fight, but when only one frost dragon is summoned, the situation is different.
The Necromancer can not only control the skills, speed, and direction of the Frost Dragon, but can even control its every movement. The manipulation is very precise. It is like the hands and feet of the Necromancer, flexible and free, bringing a more powerful threat to a single enemy .
Seeing that Ron had understood all of this, Klein nodded slowly, "That's right, Ron, when necromancers are one-on-one, precise control is more important than quantity..."
Ron nodded, cast a grateful look at Klein, and silently remembered his words in his heart.
In the dark, large underground cave, the warden, who cultivated the power of the life system, and the two undead magisters, Ron and Klein, who cultivated the power of the undead, launched a life-and-death battle. Including the warden, if he lets the two escape from the heavily guarded Batross prison, what awaits him will be the severe punishment of the ancient dragon Maxwell.
The powerful breath of life and breath of death intertwined with each other, causing turbulent currents in the empty cave. The strength of the strong man stirred up all directions, the earth shook, and countless stones fell down from the top of the cave.
Klein and Ron used curse, soul attack, summoning and other undead magic spells. The two cooperated and fought vigorously. For a while, they were in a stalemate with the warden.
Fu Lijia and Pamir hid aside, Pamir was the weakest, only the strength of the Sanctuary, coupled with the inconvenience of movement, he was scared to tremble by the powerful force, Fu Lijia was also terrified, and he was also the power of the God Realm Or, the gap between her and the two is really too big.
"They... are too strong..."
The corner of Fu Lijia's mouth was slightly bitter. The speaker of the House of Representatives who called the wind and rain on Noah's continent, but in the exiled land, she was just a small role. She couldn't even participate in Ron, Klein and the warden. In the battle between them, her joining can only be a burden.
Pamir also sighed, "Yeah, I didn't expect the undead system to have such a strong strength... It's really not easy to be able to tie with the powerhouse of the life system..."
Fu Lijia was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Pamir, with a strange flash in her eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Listen to you, it seems that the undead are always weak, aren't they powerful enough?"
Pamir sighed, and explained, "In our opinion, the undead department is of course extremely powerful, but among the major forces on the main plane, the undead department is the weakest existence..."
"The weakest existence?"
Pamir's words made Fu Lijia not understand. In her eyes, undead magic has already shown its power. How can such a powerful force be the weakest existence
Could it be that other forces on the main plane have stronger power
Fu Lijia didn't understand, when she wanted to ask further, Pamir shook her head, but stopped talking.
Fu Lijia had no choice but to swallow the question back to her stomach.
As a strong man of life force, he was chosen as the warden of Batross Prison with enough strength to be proud of, but now, he was quite annoyed when he was beaten by two little necromancers in turn.
The two little guys are really annoying, one is attacking, one is covering, one is retreating, one is broken, one is injured, one is healing, the tactics of cooperation, the terrifying undead magic, and the weird attack methods make Ling stronger than them. The double warden was quite a headache.
I saw him screaming, "You damned, evil undead, go to hell for me!"
During the speech, the majestic life force came out through the body, the warden's arms shook, and a black stone floated quietly in the hands of the two dead branches.
"Watch out, he's going to throw stones!"
Ron was taken aback, and immediately reminded him that he had lingering fears about the power of those black stones.
"Go back!"
Klein's heart tightened, he didn't care about the "Bone Spear" that was about to be thrown, and immediately ordered the Frost Dragon to retreat.
The Frost Dragon also seemed to smell a hint of danger. It desperately flapped its huge wings full of decay, and its huge body retreated quickly.
"Hehe, can we go?"
A gleam flashed in the warden's eyes, and the black stone in his left hand was thrown violently.
During the flight, the apple-sized black stone became bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it turned into a terrifying sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters.
"boom-"
There was a loud sound of landslides and ground cracks, and Ron's frost dragon was smashed into pieces by the black stone thrown by the warden, and it turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the air.
Klein's Frost Dragon also suffered the same fate. It was quickly killed by the black stone thrown by the warden's right hand, and was reduced to ashes without even making a scream.
What skill is this? so amazing!
A small black stone is like the nemesis of the Frost Dragon. The powerful and terrifying Frost Dragon, the most powerful undead creature, is vulnerable to this small stone. The Frost Dragon will end up like just now. This feeling made Ron and Klein vomit blood from depression.
A necromancer who didn't summon undead creatures was like a bare commander. Not only was his own safety difficult to guarantee, but his strength was also greatly reduced. No, Ron started summoning again.
"Terrorist Knight!"
"Skeleton Warrior!"
"Skeleton Magician!"
"Ghoul!"
"..."
Ron summoned a large number of undead creatures in one breath. For a while, countless undead crawled out from the ground under the compacted soil, roaring non-stop, and waving the weapons in their hands. There were tens of thousands of them.
The warden looked at it and laughed loudly, "Sure enough, undead are undead, garbage is garbage, even with such a low strength undead creatures, dare to summon them to show their eyes?"
As soon as the green robe moved, the warden sent out a stream of air, full of powerful breath of life. As soon as the undead creature touched the green air stream, it immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.
In an instant, more than half of the tens of thousands of undead creatures that Ron summoned disappeared.
"hateful!"
Ron was about to continue calling, but Klein grabbed him at this moment.
"Don't summon these lowly undead creatures, these things have no effect on the real strong..."
Klein looked at Ron a little speechless, "I really don't know who taught you your undead magic. You are already a necromancer, and you still summon skeletons to fight like ordinary necromancers?"
Klein stared fixedly at the warden of the man in green, his eyes bursting with deep disgust, he took a deep breath, "Unless it is a battle with a large army, never use the 'sea of skeletons' tactic, those meaningless And a large number of low-level undead will consume a lot of your soul power, and when your soul power is exhausted, you will die a miserable death!"
Ron also calmed down quickly, and asked Klein, "Then what should we do now?"
"Although the Frost Dragon is powerful, its movements are too slow. If we want to defeat this guy, we must summon this thing..."
As Klein spoke, he opened his mouth and uttered a spell.
Ron listened carefully, and put the incantation into his mind verbatim. To him, this was a spell that was both strange and familiar. The strange thing was that this spell was never read by Homelin. I have heard it before, and what I am familiar with is that its summoning method is somewhat similar to summoning a skeleton.
Klein's voice became louder and louder. He waved the "Wand of the Underworld Serpent" in his hand, and a powerful breath of death descended in all directions. With the filling of soul power, his body slowly floated up, and his pitch-black eyes also became A patch of green.
"Come out, Skeleton King!"
As Klein's last syllable came to an end, a strange monstrous wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and a huge black mist appeared out of thin air, and then quickly condensed.
After a while, a giant skeleton more than ten meters tall stood in front of the two of them.
"This... is this... what kind of undead magic?"
Ron was stunned. He stared blankly at the huge skeleton in front of him, which he had never seen before. He saw that it was wearing hard heavy armor, wrapped in hard bone armor, and wearing a skull mask on its face. , only revealing a pair of black eyes, it wears a crown-like thing on its head, with a huge ruby inlaid in the middle, and it holds a huge two-handed scepter in its hand, with a skull on the top of the scepter Grim and dazzing.
The Skeleton King appeared like a noble king descending, exuding a strong kingly aura, which attracted many skeletons summoned by Ron to worship him.
This is the King of Skeletons, the King of Skeletons...