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- As long as it is a skill, there is a possibility of failure, just like biting your tongue when eating or choking when drinking. The probability is very small, but it exists. It's just that Dongfang herring has a high luck value, and the failure of the 'resurrection' is infinitely close to zero.
Dongfang Herring is used to success, but the sudden failure of resurrection made him feel very fresh and absurd.
"Resurrection!"
Ding! System prompt: Resurrection failed!
Dongfang Herring's complexion changed, one failure is understandable, because as long as the probability is not zero, it can happen, but two failures, this is not a matter of probability.
At this time, the .com Zhang Si. "Resurrection!"
Ding! System prompt: Resurrection failed!
The corpse of the tenth-level magic soldier disintegrated and dissipated into a string of data. The corpse also has durability, and the player will not be allowed to try it without limit. There are only three chances, and after three times, it will dissipate.
"Uncle, what are you doing with the corpse? Are you worried that the corpse will change?" Huang Xiaoyi picked up the skill book and ran over, her big eyes full of joy. She is not at a high level, but she still has vision. This skill book is top-level magic.
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Dongfang Herring didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was the one who made the transformation into a dead body, and the 'resurrection technique' is a proper transformation into a dead body. It's a pity that he wanted to turn the tenth-level magic soldier into a dead body, but the opponent didn't live up to it. His eyes fell on the skill book, and he asked, "What skill book is it?"
"It's suitable for you, uncle, the blood-melting curse." Huang Xiaoyi said flatteringly.
"I won't give you this skill book. I can use it." Dongfang Herring took the skill book and clicked to learn. Three seconds later, a top-level spell appeared in the skill bar.
Blood Curse: top-level magic, attack +100,000, covering range 150 meters, magic power consumption: 10,000, cooldown time 24 hours. Level requirements: above level 60, occupation requirements: dark magician. (Remarks, when the health value is less than 1000, there will be a certain probability of magic backlash, so use magic with caution.) Spell: Fallen creatures, at the invitation of the soul messenger in the dark, open your body and mind, and let the soul enjoy your body , Assimilate everything!
The monsters in the game are all based on blood, and the specifications of the top-level magic of the blood-melting curse are higher than other top-level magic. Having obtained such a skill, Dongfang Herring was very happy, and said to Huang Xiaoyi: "Next time you meet a suitable skill book, I will leave you a copy as a reward for you."
"Thank you uncle!" Huang Xiaoyi said happily, this uncle is really kind.
"Let's go, otherwise, your uncles will jump." Dongfang Herring walked towards another tenth-level magic soldier.
"I don't care about them, I do my own thing." Although Huang Xiaoyi is also from the Huang family, she is a strange creature, deviant, even more exaggerated than Huang Yanmei. Most of the time, she doesn't see herself as the Huang family. The Huang family is unlucky, and she still stands by and laughs.
"Let your people back down." From a distance, Dongfang Herring shouted at Huang Yaoqing. Huang Yaoqing wanted to retreat a long time ago, but the situation did not allow him to retreat. If he retreated, without reinforcements, the army would be in chaos in an instant, so he had to persevere. Dongfang Herring's words were like sounds of nature to him. Immediately ordered to retreat.
"Don't you need our assistance? Herring, can you do it alone?" Huang Zhou seemed to remind him kindly, but he was retreating. Dongfang Herring killed the tenth-level magic soldier, and he could see clearly how many resources were used.
More than a thousand resurrected ninth-level magic soldiers, an unknown number of pets, corpse demons, and finally 8 top-level magicians. Now Dongfang Herring rushed over alone. The revived ninth-level demon soldiers were all exhausted, there was no revived pet, no corpse demon summoned, just one person, followed by a follower, Huang Xiaoyi.
"Of course uncle will do." Before Dongfang Herring could speak, Huang Xiaoyi had already complained. Uncle Fifth actually said that Dongfang Herring is not good, it is really unreasonable.
"My lord, how can it be your turn to intervene?" Huang Zhou reprimanded. Huang Xiaoyi didn't dare to speak at once, she pouted, feeling very wronged.
"I will start attacking in three seconds. If I accidentally hurt, I hope you will forgive me." Dongfang Herring said calmly, and the black dragon horn magic staff appeared in his hand. Huangzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to talk too much, so he ran quickly, thinking that Dongfang Herring's bite was a big move.
Everyone thought that Dongfang Herring was about to cast a false forbidden spell.
"The corpse exploded!"
The explosion centered on the tenth-level demon soldiers, covering a radius of 50 meters, filled with blood mist, and extremely terrifying. The momentum is far inferior to the fake forbidden spell, but the lethality makes every player frightened.
The two battles before and after overlapped, and the number of dead players added up to at least 70,000. It cannot be said that the corpses are piled up like a mountain, but the density is absolutely amazing. Oriental herring casually, citedThere were more than 100 corpses exploded. It's hard to say whether the lethality could be compared to the pseudo-forbidden spell, but it definitely surpassed the top magic.
"The corpse exploded!"
"The corpse exploded!"
"The corpse exploded!"
The tenth-level magic soldier has amazing defense and strong blood volume. He stared at the explosion and killed Dongfang Herring. Dongfang Herring moved towards the place where there were many corpses, and the black dragon horn magic staff continued to shoot magic-
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Huang Xiaoyi, who stopped on the edge of the battlefield, was dumbfounded. She refuted Uncle Fifth, but she was actually not sure. In terms of understanding of Dongfang Herring, she is not as good as Uncle Fifth. All she knows is false forbidden spells and forbidden spells. But Dongfang Herring didn't use these two super methods, and just an ordinary skill restrained the tenth-level magic soldier.
If there is no battle against the 50,000 Huang Tianfu Yamen, Dongfang Herring's operations may not be noticeable, but in comparison, Dongfang Herring's operations are very precious.
To control the big and to control the owl. "Damn it, necromancers are really wicked!" Huang Tianfu's army retreated to a safe distance and stopped. Seeing Dongfang Herring using the corpses of their comrades as a tool to deal with tenth-level demon soldiers, they didn't know what to say That's good.
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Angry, if you can't get angry, Dongfang Herring also helps them. Happy, that shouldn't be, those are the corpses of comrades-in-arms, and now there are no bones left.
The blood volume of the tenth-level magic soldier dropped rapidly, but he was still vigorous, chasing Dongfang Herring slowly on the battlefield. If it weren't for Dongfang Herring's operation without any flaws, plus the 'teleportation' skill, he might have failed several times.
There were fewer and fewer corpses on the ground, but the ground became more and more red, all stained red by the blood mist. Huang Anan's heart gradually lifted, the tenth-level magic soldier is not dead yet.
"Corpse is calling!"
"Corpse is calling!"
"Corpse is calling!"
When the teleportation skill was used up, Dongfang Herring released the Corpse Demon to resist, and bit by bit the blood volume of the tenth-level demon soldier was worn away. Finally, when the corpse began to clear up, the last drop of blood from the tenth-level demon soldier was gone, and he let out a cry. Unwilling to scream and fall down. 强牺  读牺
"Resurrection!"
Ding! System prompt: Resurrection failed!
Dongfang Herring's complexion suddenly became ugly, the 'Resurrection' would not fail so many times, it was absolutely impossible.
"Resurrection!" At this moment, Zhang Si
Ding! System prompt: Resurrection failed!
"Resurrection!"
Ding! System prompt: Resurrection failed!
The corpse of the tenth-level demon soldier was pure and empty, leaving nothing behind. Dongfang Herring's expression was gloomy. He knew that the problem was serious. It wasn't the resurrection technique, it was the tenth-level magic soldier who couldn't be resurrected. Although he didn't know why, he lost an important source of corpses. He was still in a daze, but Huang Tianfu Yamen yelled loudly with a panicked expression.
In the distance, there appeared tenth-level magic soldiers, not two, but 11. Their speed was like lightning. Their goal was very clear, and they were coming here.
"Uncle, hurry, run¡ª" Huang Xiaoyi couldn't speak fluently. make big make owl
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