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Volume 1 Autumn 673 The Majesty of the Dead Lady

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    "That woman actually has such a thing in her hand?" Olaverne was shocked when she saw this scene. He knew how much damage the opponent's weapon could cause to his ghost servants after it was blessed with that kind of high-grade holy water.  In order to protect her servants that she had finally transformed and trained, Olafone decided to deal with Jill first.  The master of dead souls held a pitch-black fingernail of a thousand-year-old corpse in the palm of his hand, and obscure spells came out of his mouth in a low tone.  A gray light of death bloomed from his palm, and then he pointed far away at Ji'er.  This finger of death is refined and proficient, imbued with the essence and pride of being an eighth-ring necromancer and his advanced advanced profession - the soul master.  Oraferne believed that with this finger of death, he could directly kill the troll lord, who was known for his tough skin and toughness.  I am afraid that even the giant dragon will suffer extremely serious injuries in front of his spell, even if it resists the instant death effect.  Orafone believed that she could kill the female knight with this move. Even if it failed, she could be seriously injured and lose her fighting ability.  If that's the case, it wouldn't hurt to slowly work on her after dealing with the pudgy mage.  He was so confident that his spell would work that he didn't consider Gordon's existence at all.  Because Olawne has full confidence that her spells cannot be intercepted by the opponent.  How can a mage whose arcane attainments are not as good as his own, who can use up to six arcane spells, counter the necromancy spell he is best at?  Just when Oraferne¡¯s finger of death passed over a large group of ghost servants and was about to hit Ji Er.  Gordon took action.  He didn't even use the spell prompting technique, he just cooperated with Akhosia to cast spells quickly.  Just when Olaverne cast the spell first, the last came first.  Create an anti-magic stance on the roof.  When a light shield flowing with pale white light enveloped the entire rooftop area where they were, Olaverne's spell happened to pass through.  The Revenant Master is proud of himself.  This spell, which embodies all the essence of his arcana and spell-casting skills, fell apart after passing through Gordon's shield, turning into thousands of negative energy light spots like tiny snow dust.  On Olafone¡¯s already thin and pale cheeks, a pair of eyes widened in surprise, almost bulging out of their sockets.  This failure set off a storm in his heart, as if even the blood in his heartless body began to flow again.  "How many years has it been? This is the first time I have met a mage who can fight me with spells without condensing his true name" the dead soul master said to himself in a hoarse voice.  Olaverne¡¯s arcane talent is not very outstanding.  It wasn't until he was in his fifties that he was promoted to a fifth-ring mage.  At the age of seventy-two, when his body was weakened by negative energy due to long-term research on necromancy and arcana, and he became terminally ill, he became a sixth-circle mage.  In order to extend her life and continue on the path of arcane magic, Olaverne underwent a series of body organ replacement surgeries, allowing herself to regain her vitality once again.  There was one surgery.  Just replace its old heart with a magical heart of rock.  There was a time when, before he became the Master of the Dead, his name was "Stoneheart Olaverne".  Although those organ replacement surgeries have severe side effects and a very low success rate.  But Olaverne had mediocre luck in her youth.  But he ushered in a big leap in his life when he was old.  He successfully survived various organ replacement surgeries and endured various side effects, moving forward step by step.  He discovered the secret knowledge of undead magic in an ancient tomb and became the Master of the Undead.  And eventually promoted to an eighth-level high-level mage.  Now that Oraferne is over two hundred years old, he knows that his body has been constantly repaired.  The body that has changed beyond recognition may no longer be able to withstand the torture.  That's why he had to be more radical and crazy to improve his strength to prepare for the transformation into a lich.  Gordon's strength was unexpectedly strong, which made Olaverne very excited.  Because a more powerful mage means more wealth.  The various preparations for transforming the lich have consumed almost all of Oraferne's savings.  Just to make a phylactery that is secretive yet strong enough, I don¡¯t know how many gold coins it would cost.  Therefore, this money-hungry soul master is very enthusiastic about the business of killing people and selling goods.  Generally speaking, the anti-magic force field spell can only weaken the incoming spell.  But the spell cast by Gordon, under the amplifying effect of the Eternal Orb, directly blocked Olaverne's finger of death.  Unwilling to fail, the Revenant Master immediately cast a five-ring necromantic spell "Ring of Weak Energy".  Because using the spell prompting expertise requires an additional three levels of spells, Olaverne directly used an eighth-level spell slot this time to cast the spell.  Paying such a high price,?In order to be the first to cast a five-ring spell, this is one of Olaverne's series of spell-casting strategies.  Because the spell of Ring of Weak Energy can continuously create rings made of condensed negative energy to attack the enemy.  On a hit, the enemy not only takes damage, but also temporarily loses a level if it fails a Fortitude save.  ??A spell that is not very lethal, but very annoying and has a strong harassment effect.  Olaverne believed that the mage on the opposite side would have a hard time focusing on casting spells under such a continuous harassing attack, and she would have plenty of time to prepare more powerful spells, and those ghost servants released could also  During this time, fly across the distance between the two sides and launch an attack.  And out of careful consideration, Olaverne took out a total of twelve finely polished and sharp bone needles from her dimensional bag and threw them at Gordon.  The bone needles flew out silently in the dark night, and then with Olaverne's command, they suddenly surged and turned into terrifying skeletal magic arrows.  Although Gordon is protected by an anti-magic force field, Oraferne believes that with such a dense spell attack, even if it cannot completely penetrate the opponent's protection, at least some of it can hit, thereby killing the enemy or interfering with his spell casting.  process.  Gordon didn¡¯t know about the various schemes of the dead soul master, or in other words, even if he knew, he wouldn¡¯t care.  After setting up the anti-magic force field and helping Ji Er block a finger of death, he immediately shouted to Ji Er: "Leave me alone, go deal with those ghost servants!" Ji Er maintained an almost unconditional attitude towards Gordon in her heart.  trust, when she heard what the other party said, she immediately raised the long sword burning with golden flames, and various magical auras flashed continuously on her body. A series of buffing spells had been blessed by various expensive magic equipment.  She jumped up, and the combat boots on her feet spurted out circular air currents, making the young lady continue to move forward in the void as if she were on flat ground.  Seeing the opportunity, she flipped her wrist and swept the dragon steel sword forward, suddenly spurting out a stream of golden positive energy.  The ghost of a Siren Banshee that rushed forward was caught off guard and swerved. Although it avoided most of the attacks, it was just lightly swept by Ji Er's sword light, and it was instantly wiped out and disappeared without a trace.  .  At this time, Gordon looked at the necromancy spells that had arrived first and flew past a large group of ghost servants. He was indifferent to the necromancy spells. He just opened his lips lightly and uttered a short phrase: "Crow."  Majesty!" As soon as he finished speaking, the mage's robe on his body changed.  The fine lines like crow feathers began to rotate as if they were given life.  The runes shone brightly, and the entire mage's robe seemed to turn into a pair of huge black wings, ready to fly.  Accompanied by a crow's cry that was so clear that it seemed to be directed directly to the heart, the ghost servants who ferociously rushed toward Gordon and Ji'er froze in mid-air as if they had been subjected to a body-holding spell.  Their ferocious faces, sharp claws, deep gaping mouths, and ever-changing bodies all became like clumsy and twisted plaster sculptures at this moment.  Then, when time seemed to resume flowing from stagnation in the next second, these ghost servants of Oraferne suddenly showed a look of horror on their faces, and their forward figures stopped one after another, as if the migrating deer herd suddenly looked at  To the point of being as fierce as a tiger.  Two-headed ogres, mind flayers, headless knights, seductive witches No matter what kind of powerful existence these ghost servants were in life, they all let out trembling screams at this time, trying to escape from the man in black  A man in a mage's robe.  Because the other party exudes an irrefutable aura that represents absolute power and majesty.  That is the power of the Lord of the Dead, the Ruler of the Kingdom of Kings, the Supreme Lady who controls the boundary between life and death.  For the undead, it is a more terrifying threat than radiant energy.  "Jier, don't be stunned, deal with those ghosts in one go!" Gordon shouted.  The blond lady originally saw a group of undead servants rushing towards her with their claws and teeth, as if they were going to tear off her flesh and blood and then eat them in one go. But now she suddenly lost her fighting spirit and fled in all directions. For a while, she was still alive.  No reaction.  After Gordon reminded her, she immediately came back to her senses and rushed forward like a flying shuttle. The sword with blazing golden flames in her hand waved left and right, rolling up waves of attacks like waves.  Under the influence of the halo of "Ms. Crow Queen's Majesty", the undead's strength dropped significantly, and even their flying speed slowed down. Ji'er easily caught up with them, and then like the heavy ears of wheat in autumn, they were continuously beaten by  Harvest away.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and more novels.New and faster!?¡­
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