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"Why do we need to break the 5,000 mark?" Mo Fan asked.
The necromancer was stunned for a moment.
According to normal people¡¯s thinking, shouldn¡¯t they feel angry first?
¡°After all, he wants to kill everyone here. Shouldn¡¯t this young federal officer care about his own life and death first? ?
"Well it's one of my abilities. Do you know the smelting furnace? To extract high-temperature-resistant metals from impurities, a large amount of ordinary materials are needed. Most materials cannot withstand high temperatures and will burn in the fire. As ashes, the real essence will be preserved. Generally, when the number reaches five thousand, a dead soul essence will be born." The Necromancer did not mind answering Mo Fan's question.
"What's the use of this soul essence?" Mo Fan asked again.
The Necromancer smacked his lips.
His fingers were actually moving all the time, just controlling his skeleton demon swamp tree to get closer.
¡°I just don¡¯t know why, but when faced with such a sincere inquiry, it would always seem a bit rude to kill someone without answering.
"We are at war now." Zhao Manyan whispered.
"It doesn't matter, you can't get out of this swamp anyway." The necromancer seemed very generous.
"Why are you so confident?" Mo Fan asked.
"It's very simple"
The Necromancer laughed, and his other hand seemed to be holding something, and he was slowly raising it.
As he raised his hand, the large swamp that turned into a black ocean began to tremble, and it could be seen that some hard soil blocks that could have been used to stand on the ground collapsed into the swamp.
The hard soil where the federal soldiers settled has now sunk in. The soldiers can only look for nearby plants and climb to some old trees.
But they didn¡¯t realize that it was those old laurel trees that caused such a big movement in this large swamp! !
This time, Mo Fan no longer needs to use chaos magic.
The roots of those old laurel trees pulled themselves out of the thick mud. Although they did not stand upside down, they showed their true appearance to the sight of all federal soldiers.
Originally, a terrifying skeleton demon tree had turned the soldiers into frightened wild ducks, but a group of them appeared around them!
Those seemingly ordinary old laurel trees in the swampare simply the stems and leaves of carrots. When you try to pull out these small stems and leaves, you will never know what kind of giant thing is under the soil!
The Skeleton Demon Tree can squirm, slowly, but its "branches and leaves" can stretch hundreds of meters.
For a moment, the federal soldiers seemed to have fallen into a primitive forest. The difference was that the trees were skeletons, a hideous and terrifying skeleton forest!
"A soul essence is a precious seed that can be cultivated into one!" The necromancer answered Mo Fan's question confidently while showing off his dominance on the battlefield.
Mo Fan nodded.
I see.
This necromancer worked for the brown rebels, but he also gained huge benefits from the war.
Continuously collect the corpses of soldiers, turn them into skeletons in the swamp, and then increase and strengthen your undead abilities.
No wonder he said that war is the bright spring of the necromancer
"So the federal expedition teams sent before were all solved by you alone. Then you are a general in the brown rebel army!" Mo Fan continued.
The necromancer Bakr was stunned again.
¡°Is this little brother of a federal officer probably blind? ?
Couldn¡¯t he see that there were nine Skeleton Demon Swamp Trees around him? !
Not counting the combat power of the Skeleton Demon Swamp Tree, the number of those swamp skeleton soldiers alone reached two to three thousand.
¡°Isn¡¯t it worried at all that it will be torn apart by five horses? Why hasn¡¯t it begged for mercy yet? What are the questions? !
Do you still need Mo Fan to talk nonsense?
The necromancer Buckel is sitting in this swamp, and many federal soldiers are making sacrifices to his furnace of the undead.
¡°And in the brown regime army, he is an undead general who can challenge the enemy¡¯s several thousand-man military battalions without a single soldier.
Most importantly, he is a necromancer.
The thing that exists most on the battlefield is death. Death will bring endless magic power to the Necromancer, so he will only get stronger and stronger! !
"It seems that he is not an investigative method of the rebels. He is just a ferocious watchdog." Mu Bai made this evaluation.
Mo Fan nodded immediately.
Pity.
If the opponent is a detective, it will be easier for them to penetrate into the depths of the swamp camp if they are eliminated.
"Watchdog????" When the necromancer Buck'er heard this comment, the skin on his face almost burst with anger! !
"It's fierce." Mo Fan added.
The soul is weak! ! !
Who cares whether it is fierce or not.
Watchdog? ? ?
He is the watchdog of the brown regime army in the swamp camp? ? ?
"I killed 4,560 federal soldiers! Don't you look around, is it possible for your troops to get out alive!!!" Necromancer Buck'er roared.
¡°You clearly said 4570 just now.¡± Mo Fan corrected.
The soul is weak! ! ! !
With such a large number, who would remember it clearly?
These are not the point.
The point is that everyone in this swamp must die. No matter how many soldiers the Federation sends to explore, the necromancer Buckel will kill them brutally! !
"I think I was too focused on the words of a group of people who were about to become my skeleton soldiers." Undead Master Buckar took a deep breath.
There is absolutely no need to get angry with someone who is about to die.
They say they are watchdogs, but what about them who turned into skeleton soldiers? ? ?
"I will not let the hanging flies eat you. I will hang you on the branches while you are still breathing, let you drain all the blood, let your corpses dry bit by bit, and turn into a corpse in the long torture. Skeleton!!" Necromancer Buck'er said in vicious language.
"It's raining here, and the wind in the swamp is too humid. If a corpse is hung on a tree, it will only become rotten with insects and cannot be dried. As a necromancer, you should be aware of the changes in corpses in different climates. If you are not good at studying, Ah." Mo Fan said.
The four words "not good at learning and art" struck the mind of the Necromancer Buck'er like four thunders.
He is about to lose his temper! !
Why would I be so mean to talk to the dead and kill them directly and neatly? Why don't I need to be so angry now? !
"Give medie!!!!" the necromancer Buck'er roared angrily.
His other hand stretched out towards Mo Fan like a claw, and the skeleton demon swamp tree that was close to here violently swung its skeleton branch, and each skeleton claw flew towards it like hundreds of deadly ghosts. ! ! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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