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Chapter 601: Dear Mal'Ganis, you don't want to either...(2/4)

If it was the latter, wouldn't he be trapped in the ziggurat by countless undead creatures?

The Dread Lord immediately turned his attention to the two surrounding entrances, but did not notice the undead army pouring in.

what on earth is it?

Looking at the torn corpse in his hands, he fell into deep doubts.

Just when Mal'Ganis was about to step out of the ziggurat and take a look, he suddenly felt a hand touching his body from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying energy surged into the body, madly destroying everything including bones, internal organs, blood vessels and muscles.

The tremendous pain made him unable to help but let out a heart-rending scream.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

But the Dread Lord was indeed the Dread Lord. He resisted the weakness caused by the pain, quickly flapped his huge bat wings and flew out seven or eight meters away, and then turned around to confirm who was attacking him.

As a result, he saw a human being wearing a robe and a hood.

What caused this terrible injury was a hand that looked a little rough and had obviously been used for farm work.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Huh? You can still move! Is it because of magic resistance? Or is the saving throw successful? Or the shadow energy you control can offset part of it to some extent.

The erosion of living beings by negative energy?”

With a slightly surprised voice, the young human took off his hood, revealing an extremely young face.

Without asking, I knew that he was none other than Zuo Si who had sneaked in.

The reason why the members of the Curse Sect launched a sudden attack just now was actually because they were hit by a violent charm spell, injecting a weak curse into the Dread Lord at the cost of their own lives, and also successfully distracted the opponent's attention.

As for the magic that has severely damaged him now, it is the famous six-ring [Killing Art].

Normally, most living beings can basically be declared dead after receiving one shot.

Even some targets with strong vitality will become extremely weak after being eroded, or even completely lose their ability to move, turning into lambs at the mercy of others.

Unless the save is successful, the damage will be reduced to a tolerable range.

If there is any shortcoming in [Killing Life Technique], it must be that the negative energy that forms a substance like boiling black flames must be poured into the target's body through contact.

Although Faerûn's priests can wear heavy armor and use shields to cast spells, entering a state of concentration at such a close distance still requires taking huge risks.

"Ahem, cough, cough - who are you?"

Mal'Ganis's mouth continued to spray black blood, and his pale and ugly face became abnormally distorted due to pain.

What a shame!

He simply couldn't believe that he, who was best at sneak attacks, was actually successfully attacked by a human!

"Haha, didn't you discuss me with the members of the cursed sect just now? Why did you forget it so quickly?"

Zuo Si smiled and took out a bottle used to hold medicine, and took some blood vomited by the Dread Lord from the ground, intending to take it back for some small research.

Since the clone might not arrive until the end of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, he planned to slightly strengthen the body he currently occupies, at least to the level of being close to the demigod of the wilderness and the lord of the abyss.

Otherwise, there is no guarantee that you can stick to it until the end.

"You were the human who killed Fels and crushed the Scourge's attack in daylight?"

The green light in Mal'Ganis's pupils suddenly surged, and he struggled to get up from the ground. His two large claw-like hands began to condense shadow energy.

Even though the killing technique caused terrible damage to him, it was far from the point where he lost his fighting ability.

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately put on himself the shadow resistance in the priest's spell in this world, and responded calmly: "Is there another person besides me who can do this?

Also, don't waste your time trying to call for help from the undead creatures, necromancers, and acolytes outside.

Haven't you noticed that it's quieter than usual here?

When I came in, I had already set up a barrier to completely isolate the transmission of all sounds.

So the next battle between us will not be disturbed by any outside world.

Oh, by the way, don't expect to escape through teleportation either.

Because it takes too long to transfer magic, and there is no ability to protect yourself when maintaining concentration on casting spells.

During the day, a certain lich was killed instantly while channeling arcane energy and trying to transmit it.

so……

If you don't want to die, then do your best to please me!

Show me the true power and potential of Nathrezim!"

Hearing these words, Mal'Ganis' heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The young human in front of him was obviously not like Prince Alsace, who was affected by anger, hatred and impulsiveness and wanted to rush in and kill him. Instead, he had gone through careful preparation and careful planning.

And this kind of enemy is the most dangerous and terrifying.

Their thinking will not be easily swayed by emotions, and they will always remain calm and rational.

The most important thing is that when such people appear in front of you, it often means that they have been fully prepared and will not give themselves any chance to escape.

If it weren't for the special method of identifying similar people, Mal'Ganis would even think that the young man in front of him was a Dread Lord disguised as a human.

Because the thinking and behavior patterns between the two are so similar.

Realizing that he had fallen into a trap aimed at him, he did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately shot out a [Rotten Swarm] in an attempt to establish an upper hand advantage in the battle.

moment!

A shock wave of energy mixed with black and green shot out from between the Dread Lord.

Although the name is [Rotten Swarm], there is actually neither "rotten" nor "swarm". It is just a pure shadow energy shock wave, which may also contain a bit of the green evil flame of the Burning Legion.

Because the shadow energy looks like countless insects gathered together when it surges, it got the name "swarm".

As for the rancid smell, it is completely the rejection reaction of normal life forms to the production of shadow energy. I always feel that there is an inexplicable stench.

But in fact, shadow energy does not have any smell, and the smell comes entirely from a spiritual perception.

Since it is a large-scale group damage in a fan-shaped area, it is difficult to avoid the rancid bee swarm in the small space inside the ziggurat.

Mal'Ganis' tactic is to use a wide range of magic attacks to force the opponent into a blind corner bit by bit during the avoidance process.

In this way, he can rush forward and take advantage of his strength and size in hand-to-hand combat.

You must know that the Nathrezim Dreadlords are one of the very few races in the Burning Legion that can rival the eredar in both magic and warrior talents.

Especially since it can continuously absorb the target's spiritual power and vitality to restore itself during the battle, it is simply a tireless killing machine.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If it were a clone or a projection here, Zuo Si would not even be able to hide in the face of this level of energy impact.

You can completely rely on your magic resistance and strong vitality to take advantage of it, and feel the difference between the shadow energy and negative energy in this world.

But the problem is that the container he is using cannot hold it, so he can only quickly move to the side to dodge.

Upon seeing this, Mal'Ganis immediately raised his other hand and released his best sleep magic.

This is a typical mind control spell that infuses the target with shadow energy to instantly cause it to fall into a deep coma.

Once you are tricked, you will fall into endless nightmares, and be tortured repeatedly by the fear devil in the dream, until you completely collapse and give up resistance.

Through this magic, the Dread Lords can easily invade a person's consciousness, memory and thinking, or even devour and replace them.

However, Mal'Ganis obviously didn't know that he was not facing a human being, but a great devil from Baator Hell in another universe.

Even just a ray of consciousness is enough to withstand and be immune to most mental attacks.

When the shadow energy entered Zuo Si's body, instead of falling into drowsiness, he quickly sensed the principle and spell model of this magic.

After just one second, he completely learned how to return the opponent's backhand.

Because Mal'Ganis did not expect this situation at all, and did not make corresponding defenses, his entire consciousness was instantly pulled into a dream.

He only felt a flash of flowers before his eyes, and then he appeared on a piece of red land.

The continuously erupting volcanoes in the distance continued to send hot magma into the river of flames, and the aura of destruction that hit his face made the Dread Lord feel suffocated.

Sudden!

A shadowy figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a loud bang, causing violent vibrations.

Even the earth has been torn open, and high-temperature liquid flames spurt out from the gaps.

boom!!!!!!

With the two huge bat wings behind him, Mal'Ganis managed to maintain his balance without falling.

But when he raised his head, he was so shocked by what he saw that he was speechless.

Because this is an unimaginably large five-headed dragon, even many times larger than Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, who were the Dark Titan's deputies in the Burning Legion. Each head contains language.

Indescribable power and oppression.

The condescending gaze and the evil emanating from his soul made the fear devil tremble involuntarily.

After a full minute, the dragon suddenly grinned and joked: "So this magic can also amplify the fear in the target's heart, allowing the caster to appear in the most powerful posture in the dream? Shadow

Energy is indeed much more interesting than I imagined.”
To be continued...
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