Before he screamed, a meteorite-like fist hit him head-on, breaking the water. Vieri raised his other arm to resist, but the heavy punch broke the water, and the blue liquid body was hit to bursts.
The liquid form disappeared under the annihilation power of Po Jun, and the body and face of the Vieri elf were exposed.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful force dragged him back as he tried to escape, and he was punched again amidst the roar and white light. The extraordinary wizard received the punch on his face and chin, and a mouth full of broken teeth mixed with blood rushed straight into his nose and throat.
brain.
"Boom!"
The brain was trembling, and every cell was whining and screaming.
dying!
He's going to be beaten to death!
The extraordinary elf waved his left hand and cut off his right hand to free himself. But before he could escape, a strange weapon had already locked him up.
It was a silver iron pipe with an exquisite outline and structure. An indescribable aura that made all casters nauseated was condensing deep in the darkness.
"It's this thing again!" Vieri exclaimed and was about to hide in the water.
The strong blood energy was stirring, and his body became stiff and sluggish. The extraordinary man jumped into the water with both feet.
"thump!"
His body did not merge with the water waves. He landed on his face like a fool and was slapped firmly on the ground.
Close-range spell interference! I was silenced! Vieri's whole body trembled. He seemed to have returned to an ancient era where only a few words were circulated, recalling the memory of the caster being imprinted in the depths of his soul and being enslaved by the spellbreaker.
fear.
"Spare my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Griffith pulled the trigger.
The flintlock fired an ordinary lead bullet, shattering half of Vieri's face and ear.
The talent and accumulation of the arrogant extraordinary spellcaster seemed to be shattered in this moment, and flew out together with the bones of his face.
This shot shattered Vieri's soul and dignity, as if he was about to regress back to Sequence 7.
"Ah, no..." "Liquid" Vieri, who has been in the high position of a transcendent for a long time and is about to enter Sequence 5, desperately wants to regain his lost self-esteem, but he can only catch air.
"My power! My magic!"
He was so distraught that he knelt down and screamed. The human being who was supposed to be the prey suddenly became the hunter, which destroyed his mind in less than a minute. He was like a lonely boat on the sea, being ravaged by endless waves at any time.
The final moment of the city's coming made him extremely afraid.
"Spare your life, spare your life! Sir!"
The extraordinary elf screamed and rolled on the ground.
Griffith stepped on his chest and looked down at him without saying a word.
He raised the gun in front of him like he was tasting red wine, slowly took out the sealed and waterproof fixed ammunition, stuffed the gun into the chamber with the purge bar under the barrel, looked straight ahead and started shooting.
His movements were neither hasty nor slow, as methodical as a collector who maintains his collection.
The hammer made a crisp sound the moment it was opened, and then he retracted his gaze to the distance, and with a faint expression of boredom and annoyance, he pointed the gun at the extraordinary man with half of his face flying away.
"No!"
He will shoot, he will shoot, he doesn't care about my life or intelligence at all. Why doesn't he ask where Miss Villanoy is? Doesn't he care at all? Does he just want my extraordinary characteristics?
!?
Vieri burst into tears and confessed frantically that he would not care about any conditions:
"Miss Veronoy was taken to a nearby ruins, where the hidden altar of the Lord is located. It is located twelve miles northwest of here. There is a deserted cemetery nearby, where the dead half-elves and humans were abandoned.
"They are going to hold a sacrificial ceremony there and then violate her. No, no, no, those bastards should be cut into pieces.
"Don't shoot, don't, wait, please!
"I'm just a pawn!"
Griffith did not answer.
"Sir, I can help you. Really, okay? I can help you rescue Miss Villanoy together."
"I know a lot of things!
"No!"
"Boom!"
The dull sound of gunfire echoed in the forest.
Griffith took Vieri's Extraordinary Crystal, peeled off his jewelry, took the supplies, and ran quickly towards the horses outside the woods.
…
Griffith's horse, which was tied under a tree, had been killed by Vieri with a knife, and it was already cold as it lay in the puddle.
He suddenly had an idea and began to use the power of the runes.
"Horse, give me a batch of horses."
The fallen war horse made an illusory neigh. A black and purple light swirled in the air. In the indescribable whisper, the dead war horse stood up again.
Its majestic muscles and beautiful fur began to fall off, and its ferocious skeleton was wrapped in green evil light. It stood there, staring at its owner coldly.
A skeletal war horse.
Griffith jumped on his horse with satisfaction. This cold dead thing gave him a strange feeling of peace of mind and trust.
He held the mithril pendant given to him by Galadia and prayed to the goddess for guidance.
The quiet breath immediately came to wrap him up and guide him. It was indeed at the location that Vieri told him. This divination prayer was extremely successful. He even had a feeling in the dark that there were several Sequence 7 and Sequence 6 people there.
The enemy. The distant and mysterious aura blessed him and urged him to act quickly.
Praise the goddess! Griffith urged the skeleton horse to gallop away.
He walked through the forest and wasteland, not sparing the physical strength of the undead creatures. Soon, the described grave appeared in front of him.
"This place is filled with the breath of death. Minos detected an ancient tomb," Minos's voice appeared in his mind, "There are a lot of remains of creatures piled up here."
Griffith glanced there casually. Some of the corpses were exposed in the forest and had been eaten, but the degree of decomposition was not high, and the discarding process was quite hasty and casual. From their damaged clothes, it could be seen that they were Gathas.
The humans seen in the south sewer were randomly dumped here after death.
Galadia and the hidden altar of the Lord are nearby, and the enemies there must be ready to fight. Griffith's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately called for his bone ring: "Minos, check if there are any abnormalities in these corpses.
?”
Minos responded immediately:
"The corpses here are relatively complete, with more flesh and blood remaining, and there are no signs of contamination.
"Minos still has extraordinary characteristics that were not used in the last battle, and can form a small army to assist in the battle."
It makes sense. Griffith nodded slightly, and took out a piece of Sequence 7 extraordinary properties, letting the bone ring pour a steady stream of spiritual energy into the earth. Minos, fused with the red stone, could do this for him.
The energy obtained after consuming the Extraordinary Characteristics Crystal charge instead of his own mental power.
"Resurrection, you undead souls in the wilderness, I will give you the gift of walking on the earth again."
The mountains of bones made a rustling sound, and the pale, ashen carrion and bones gathered together. They pushed away the bones and soil on their bodies and slowly stood up. Their empty eyes flashed with a faint green light, emotionless and silent.
, but it breeds fear from within.
A large group of living corpses appeared around Griffith, dragging their rotting bodies and surrounding him.
"Undead creatures can only maintain their form for a limited period of time. It is not efficient to use spiritual energy to maintain and control undead creatures." Minos' voice showed no emotion and was simply describing the situation at the scene. "You can drive undead creatures to devour them."
Carrion, bone marrow or other organic matter can improve their combat effectiveness or restore their injuries."
"I saw in Raven that the black mud can replenish the strength of living zombies and increase their movement speed. Can you create it?" Griffith asked.
"Black mud requires advanced necromancy spells to create. It is recommended to search for relevant knowledge." Minos replied.
Well, I don’t know how long it will take. Griffith waved his hand and issued the combat order.
"Convert half of them into self-destructing balls and prepare to attack."
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To be continued...