Cataclysmic Transformation

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Klein went back and forth, and Ron, Frigga and Pamir were shocked and happy.

"You guys, don't worry about it ... No way, I can only come back to help you ..."

Klein's mouth chuckled, "What's that hybrid of that life department saying? Say our undead department is a humble reptile? Very good! I will soon let you change your arrogant face ..."

After finishing speaking, Klein pulled out a staff from somewhere. This staff is about one meter long, black all over, transparent as it is, the staff is covered with scales, and the top of the staff is a greasy snake head, snake head With his mouth wide open, he spit out a blood-red tongue, and the entire staff exuded the light of the holy weapon.

This is the Necromancer's higher-order holy weapon "Nether Serpent's Rod", which has an additional bonus when using the plague and poison skills.

"Wake up, the dragon lurking in the abyss ... The door to the underworld has been opened ... The decaying corpse ... is a symbol of courage, your presence makes the world in fear ..."

While singing in a low voice, Klein summoned a frost dragon again, and the frost dragon roared, exuding a bone cold breath.

"Good job! Klein!"

When Ron saw it, he was shocked, and he smiled, "Let this guy look at the power of our Necromancer ..."

He said that he also waved the dragon bone staff, and not long after that, another huge frost dragon appeared in front of the warden.

The two frost dragons roared continuously, the surrounding air had dropped to zero degrees, and all the low puddles on the ground froze.

Faced with the threats of the two frost dragons, the warden didn't put his eyes on him. He smiled coldly, and the leaves "boom ... boom ..." sounded.

"Haha ... just rely on you ... I want to deal with me? What am I going to say? Your undead department is **** ... and the undead mage in the undead department ... it is **** in the garbage ..."

"roll!"

Klein, Ron was furious, and they saw the two wield their staff, and the frost dragon roared and thumped.

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

The two frost dragons attacked the warden with a strong attitude. For a time, countless frost giants froze tens of meters around the warden completely.

At this moment, Ron finally understood why Klein only summoned a frost dragon, because in the one-on-one battle between the Necromancer and the enemy, the strength of the frost dragon would not change greatly due to the number. On the contrary, due to the large number of frost dragons, they often use "instinct" to fight, and when only one frost dragon is called, the situation is different.

The Necromancer can not only control the skills, speed, and orientation of the Frost Dragon, but also control every movement of it. The control is very precise. It is like the hands and feet of the Necromancer, flexible and free, bringing a stronger threat to a single enemy. .

Seeing Ron have grasped all of this, Klein nodded slowly, "Yes, Ron, when the Necromancer is one-to-one, precise control is more important than the number ..."

Ron nodded and cast a grateful glance at Klein, silently keeping his words in mind.

In the dark, large underground cave, the warden who cultivated the life force and the two undead gods and mages who practiced the undead power launched a decisive battle between life and death. In this battle, neither side can quit, including the code Including the warden, if he let the two men run away from the heavily guarded Batlos prison, what would be waiting for him would be the severe punishment of the ancient dragon Maxwell.

The strong breath of life and death are intertwined with each other, causing turbulence in the empty cave. The power of the strong man stirs the Quartet, the earth vibrates, and countless stones fall down from the top of the cave.

Klein and Ron used the release of undead magic such as curses, soul attacks, and summons. The two cooperated and played vividly. For a time, they stalemate with the warden.

Phriga and Pamir were hiding on the side. Pamir had the weakest power, only the strength of the Holy Land, coupled with the inconvenience of movement, frightened and trembling with the powerful power, Phrygia was also shocked and faceless. In fact, the gap between her and the two is too great.

"They ... are too strong ..."

Friga ’s mouth is slightly bitter, and the Speaker of the House of Representatives on the continent of Noah, but in the land of exile, it is only a small role. She ca n’t even participate in Ron, Klein and the Warden In the battle between, her joining can only be cumbersome.

Pamir also sighed, "Yeah, I didn't expect the Undead Department to have such a strong strength ... It can be tied with the strong of the Life Department, which is really not easy ..."

Frija froze for a moment, and looked at Pamir, a strange flash in her eyes, could not help asking, "Listening to you, it seems that the undead are always very weak, are they not strong enough yet?"

Pamir sighed and explained, "In our opinion, the undead department is of course extremely terrifying, but among the major forces in the main plane, the undead department is the weakest existence ..."

"The weakest being?"

Pamela's words didn't understand Friega. In her eyes, the undead magic has shown its power. Like such a powerful force, how can it be the weakest existence?

Could it be that the other forces on the main plane have more powerful forces?

Friega didn't understand. When she wanted to pursue further, she saw Pamir shaking her head, but she didn't say anything.

Fulijia had to swallow the doubt back into her stomach.

As a strong force in the life department, he was chosen to be the warden of the Batross prison. He has enough strength to be proud, but now, he is pressed and beaten by two small necromancers in turn, and his heart is also very angry.

The two little guys are so irritating, one offensive, one cover, one retreat, one break, one injured, one healing, co-operating tactics, terrifying undead magic, weird attacking methods, make them more powerful The warden had a headache.

I saw him growl, "You damn, evil undead, let me go to hell!"

Between the words, the majestic life force came out through the body. The warden's arms shook, and in his two palm-like hands, a black stone floated quietly.

"Be careful, he is going to throw stones!"

Ron was taken aback, and immediately reminded him that he had a lingering fear about the power of those black stones.

"Rewind!"

Klein's heart tightened, and he couldn't care about the "bone spear" he was about to throw out, and immediately commanded the retreat of the Frost Dragon.

The frost dragon also seemed to smell a dangerous breath. It desperately flapped the huge wings full of decay and the huge body quickly retreated.

"Oh, can you go?"

There was a flash of light in the warden's eyes, and the black stone in the left hand was thrown violently.

During the flight, the black stones, the size of an apple, became larger and larger, and in an instant, turned into a horror sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"boom--"

There was a loud blast of landslides, and Ron's frost dragon was blasted into pieces by the black stones thrown by the warden, and disappeared into the air as a black mist.

Klein's Frost Dragon also suffered the same fate. He was quickly bombarded by the black stone thrown by the warden's right hand, and even the screams failed to be turned into ashes.

What skill is this? so amazing!

A small black stone is just like the nemesis of the frost dragon. The powerful and terrifying frost dragon, the most powerful undead creature, is vulnerable to this little stone. In other words, even if it summons another Frost Dragon, the end will be just like before, this feeling makes Ron and Klein spit blood depressed.

The undead mage without summoning undead creatures is like a bare rod commander. Not only is his own security insecure, but even his strength is greatly reduced, but no, Ron began to summon again.

"Horror Knight!"

"Skeleton Warrior!"

"Skeleton Wizard!"

"Ghoul!"

"..."

Ron summoned a large number of undead creatures in a single breath. For a time, countless undead crawled out of the ground of the soil compaction, and a piece of black pressure kept roaring, waving the weapon in his hand. The number was tens of thousands.

The warden looked at it and laughed, "Sure enough, the undead are the undead, and the garbage is the garbage. With such a low strength of undead creatures, dare to summon them out?"

As soon as the green robe moved, the warden sent out a stream of air with a strong breath of life. When the undead creatures touched these green streams of air, they immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

In a flash, Ron summoned tens of thousands of undead creatures and most of them disappeared.

"hateful!"

Ron is still to be summoned, but at this time Klein is caught.

"Don't call these low-level 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, they are already undead gods and magisters, do they still summon skeleton battles like ordinary necromancers?"

Klein's eyes were fixed on the Green Man Warden, and a deep disgust burst into his eyes. He took a deep breath, "Unless it is a large army battle, never use the" Sea of ​​Skeleton "tactics, those meaningless And a large number of low-level undead will consume a lot of your soul power. When your soul power is exhausted, you will die very badly! "

Ron quickly calmed down and asked Klein, "What should we do now?"

"Although the Frost Dragon is powerful, its action is too slow. If we want to defeat this guy, we will summon this thing ..."

Klein said, opening his mouth to read a spell.

Ron listened carefully, and put the spell into his mind without a word. For him, this was a strange and familiar spell. What was strange was that this spell Ron never came from Khomelin ’s. I've heard it in my mouth, and it's familiar that its calling method is similar to that of calling a skeleton.

Klein's voice grew louder, he waved the "nether snake rod" in his hand, and the powerful breath of death descended on all sides. As the soul power filled, his body slowly floated up, and his dark eyes became A piece of green.

"Come out, Skeleton King!"

As Klein's last syllable came to an end, a strange demon wind suddenly blew on the flat ground, a huge black mist appeared out of thin air, and then quickly condensed.

Soon, a skeleton giant with a height of more than ten meters stood in front of them.

"This ... this is ... what undead magic?"

Ron was stunned. He stared blankly at the huge skeleton that he had never seen before. He saw it wearing heavy armor, all wrapped in hard bone armor, wearing a skull mask on his face. , Only showing a pair of black holes in the eyes, wearing a crown-like thing on its head, inlaid with a huge ruby ​​in the middle, holding a huge two-handed scepter in its hand, the skull at the top of the scepter Dreadful.

The Skeleton King appeared like the arrival of a noble king, exuding a strong sense of kingship, which attracted many of the Skulls called by Ron to worship.

This is the skeleton king, the king among the skeletons ...