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"Alas~"
Wu Hui looked at Blake, who was singing poetry passionately with a silly face, and couldn't help but sigh. He had been planning this brilliant idea for a long time, but this guy didn't even doubt or be shocked by his identity. He was really flirting with a blind man.
In desperation, Wu Hui focused his attention back on the battlefield.
Even though he usually seems cheerful, he is actually very concerned about this battle.
This battle is related to whether Wu Hui can capture the entire Thorn Territory in one fell swoop and whether he can enter a stage of rapid development.
Although Saint Luke and Sister Nana seem to have an absolute advantage against Priest Solo, after all, old Solo is a powerful lich who has lived for a very long time.
Such a person might have some unknown powerful cards in his hand.
Have to be on guard.
“Damn it!”
Priest Solo has lived for hundreds of years, so he naturally realizes how bad the current situation is. If this continues, he might really be in trouble this time!
In his life, Solo had crawled out from the darkest corners and paid countless efforts to become stronger. He finally climbed to his current position. He would never allow himself to die so easily! He still wanted to follow the great Lord of the Undead and achieve his wish of immortality.
A fierce look flashed in his scarlet eyes, and he suddenly took out a pitch-black statue from his arms. This statue was so precious, and the cost of using it would be very high.
But compared with the consequences of today's failure, any price paid is worth it.
It was a statue of a god dressed in a black robe and holding a bone scepter, emitting a strong aura of darkness and negativity. Even just one glance at it would make people feel terrified.
"Great Lord of the Dead~ Your most devout believer, Solo, is facing a life-and-death crisis. Please use your great divine power to redeem me. I will offer you the purest soul and the most delicious flesh and blood..."
High Priest Solo knelt on the ground, holding the statue high in his palms, with fanatical and malicious light flashing in his scarlet eyes.
"No! He is going to summon the Lord of the Dead! We must stop him!"
Liliana keenly noticed that something was wrong with High Priest Solo, and her expression suddenly changed.
She didn't bother to deal with the skeleton soldiers who were rushing towards her. Without thinking, she picked up the thunder and fire whip and hit High Priest Solo hard.
The golden whip of thunder and fire, filled with powerful elemental power, cut through the air with a whistling sound, as if it had the power of thunder.
However, her reaction was still a little slow.
Before the golden whip landed on the back of Priest Solo, Priest Solo had finished praying, cut his finger and dripped his blood onto the statue.
The sticky black blood disappeared instantly as soon as it touched the statue.
next moment.
A long sigh suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
This sigh seemed to come from the depths of hell, empty and lonely, with a heavy air of death that made people feel inexplicably cold in their hearts.
With a sigh, the pitch-black statue suddenly floated up from the hands of High Priest Solo, emitting infinite black light.
In an instant.
The sky suddenly darkened, and countless dark clouds rolled in from nowhere, filling the sky above everyone's heads.