It seems that Miss Huo Yier lost her scream in her ear. She showed a little bit of eagerness compared with the complicated eyes. This was the last picture before the tax collector Byrd closed his eyes, and then he fell into darkness and cold.
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The soul fire in the eye socket of the ghost of the necromancer is ice blue. It has been visible in the crowd for too long. If it does not return to the fog, it will be in great danger. It is very angry that it has not been able to kill the target in one fell swoop before it wants human soldiers to come after it.
Terror and fear are constantly gathering into the body like nutrients, making it more solid, and sharp bone spurs grow on the surface of the sickle in the hand, and black runes appear on the skeleton. Those people in the crowd have been terrified, and when they spread their arms and swept away, they were like a white bird flying with wings.
But just before it was about to get away from the dense fog, there suddenly came a burning sensation behind it, which was a breath that made its soul fire feel constantly trembling.
It sensed danger and wanted to get out of the fighting quickly.
It struggled to rush behind it, making it afraid, and the breath was about to pierce its body.
The ghost suddenly stopped. It turned around and chased the knight behind it, and endured the knight’s weapon. There was a deafening scream in front of him, and a huge energy ring was released from the ghost body. It was like several ghosts rushed out of the ghost body, and those souls got into the people around them. Those faces were immediately covered with blue and dead. Everyone’s faces became ferocious, as if another ghost wanted to occupy their bodies.
People grabbed their throats, their eyes kept bulging and hunched outward, and their bodies were rolled into shrimp-like shapes, and their limbs involuntarily presented various strange and twisted shapes.
But at this moment, the ghost found that the knight in front of him was indifferent …
It could have made the knight feel the impact of the residual soul like those around him, but the knight hung a pendant on his chest and gave off the scorching light like the sun, which blocked all the ghosts who tried to rush into his body, even the people behind the knight were lucky.
The knight’s sword with sacred breath in his hand has already picked out the already fragile body. It feels that he can’t even carry the sickle in his hand. The body keeps dissipating the ice-blue soul fire, just like being dragged a little away from the ghost body by some powerful force and being sucked into the weapon with holy light …
The ghost doesn’t seem to be made up of bones. After it disappeared completely, it didn’t scatter all over the floor. A piece of white spar fell to the ground.
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Surdak ran after the ghost when he saw it rushing into the crowd, but it flashed quickly when it rushed into the crowd. He saw the ghost with his own eyes, looked at Mrs. Christie, chased Miss Huo Yier, and finally cut down the Bird tax collector in a pool of blood. Then the ghost tried to escape into the thick fog overhead.
Surdak, of course, it is impossible to let the ghost leave easily, otherwise when the ghost appears again, it is likely that someone will fall the ghost sickle
He struggled to chase after the shining saber in his hand and thrust it into the ghost’s body. Unexpectedly, the ghost suddenly turned around and let out a shrill cry. Surdak felt that his spirit had become trance at that time, and several residual souls rushed out of the ghost’s body. When those residual souls rushed to Surdak, the sober pendant hanging on his neck actually gave off dazzling light, which not only made his mind wake up, but even several ghosts were blocked by the sober pendant, and some of them disappeared directly outside.
Surdak, of course, won’t miss this opportunity to directly pierce the shining saber into the ghost body. It feels like a red-hot soldering iron stabbing into a candle. The ghost keeps melting and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it actually falls to the ground with a white crystal nucleus the size of a thumb.
The ghost was killed by Surdak, and the ghost department around it vanished. A dozen people around them were crazy and self-mutilated, and then they woke up.
Carl blocked a skeleton soldier when he waved his sword, but Llewellyn beside him was not so lucky. Before he woke up, the skeleton soldier cut off his abdomen. Now he was dirty all over the floor. When he woke up, he saw his bloody dirty body hanging outside. Baron Llewellyn gave a cry of almost despair. He seemed to have lost all his strength and knelt down.
He looked at Carl beside him and looked not far away. Surdak wanted to send out a cry for help to Surdak, but he opened his mouth and counted blood pouring out of his throat. His eyes looked straight into the thick fog and swallowed his last breath.
When Surdak strode there, he could split the skull of the skeleton soldier in half with a sword, and a wisp of soul fire merged into the shining saber again. Perhaps it was because the shining saber gave off holy light and blocked the process of drawing soul fire. Almost no one found this. Surdak felt that another force that had been dormant in his body seemed to be growing.
Surdak helped Carl solve the problem before him, and another skeleton soldier picked up the comatose Byrd tax collector. He struggled to let the holy light pour into the shining saber blade and burst into a dazzling light. Then a light beam fell on Byrd tax collector. Surdak felt that this holy light was healing Byrd tax collector, and what he had to do now was to bandage the wound. After all, Byrd tax collector was cut off by a ghost.
Miss Huo Yier picked up the arm that had become a little stiff from the snow. Surdak couldn’t pick it up at this time. He could simply do some hemostatic treatment. The hemostatic bandage hastily bandaged his broken arm and chest wound, and then handed the Byrd tax collector over to Miss Huo Yier and Mrs. Christie for care.
I am rejoining the battle against the skeleton soldiers. At this time, the skeleton soldiers have rushed into the crowd. Carl stopped a skeleton soldier, but he was chopped by the skeleton soldier with an axe. It was urgent. A forest of gray wolves appeared behind him, and his body seemed to regain a force. When the skeleton soldier swung his axe in his hand and stabbed it into the skeleton soldier’s eye socket with counterattack force, he put out a soul fire.
Then Surdak arrived to scatter the skeleton soldiers with a sword.
"Your sword is really good!" Carl looked at Surdak’s shining saber with some envy.
Surdak grinned "from the white elephant trading firm …"
The two of them didn’t say much at all. Darcy Christie was chopped a few steps back by a skeleton and an axe. If it wasn’t for Surdak’s holding her, I’m afraid she would have sat down. Her hedgehog crystal lion leather armor emerged with a magical crystal shield. She blocked the skeleton soldier axe. The whole light leather armor flowed with a faint magic. If it wasn’t for Darcy Christie’s magic pattern, I’m afraid she would have been injured.
At this time, just activating the magic pattern defense array saved Darcy Christie, a magic pattern that Gensoul Ducker felt.
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Even when Surdak was struggling, it was not easy for Knight Holden, but he always appeared in the most dangerous place.
When a skeleton soldier broke through Christie’s defense line and chopped down a lady knight Holden, he rushed over to hold up his sword and stopped the skeleton soldier. The skeleton soldier saved the lady. He wanted to save his strength and burst out to force the skeleton soldier to retreat. At this time, he kept hiding in the dark. Another ghost suddenly flashed out from behind the knight Holden and turned a sickle into a white light and stabbed Holden in the middle of the back.
The sharp sickle easily pierced the tip of the sharp sickle of knight Holden’s armor, and a stream of blood came out from the chest with the splash.
Knight Holden turned around forcibly, and a knight figure became clearer from behind him. He looked at the sickle in his chest and didn’t show panic, as if he had seen a very funny thing. He grinned at the ghost in front of him. The ghost sickle was like a knight Caholden’s body, but it couldn’t be pulled out of knight Holden’s body.
Holden, on the other hand, smashed the ice blue soul fire in the ghost’s head with his last breath, and the two jumping flames turned into a wisp of smoke and a white spar fell to the ground with the extinction of the ghost’s body fog.
Knight Holden killed the second ghost, but the price was very high. He was almost a ghost and fell to the ground at the same time
After the two ghosts hiding in the dark were killed, the situation gradually turned around. Although there were still skeletons crawling out of the frozen soil, the guards and nobles of Christie Manor rebuilt their defense lines, and some nobles who had just dared not take part in the war took up arms. Even Leonard swordsmen resisted, and the situation finally stabilized.
After losing more than a dozen bodies, the brigade once again wrapped women and wounded people in the direction of Binghu Manor, which was quite close.
Carl looked painfully at his lying body and became stiffer than before. Baron Llewellyn deeply blamed himself for his friend’s death.
Knight Holden’s body was gradually swallowed up by the fog …
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A pair of pale big hands full of blood silk thread sewed the young aristocrat’s head back to his knuckles. Almost there was a layer of oil bag wrapped in bones. The finger was holding a bone needle. He sewed the young aristocrat’s head back to his neck and then it was stained with blood. The hand aristocrat drew an inverted triangle symbol on his forehead.
He turned over the frozen body of the young aristocrat, slashed the remaining blood in his leather armor and drew a strange symbol.
The cold wind made him feel the biting cold, and there was an intriguing wry smile on his mouth. He turned his head and tried to look through the fog at the temple of Rathma. Unfortunately, the darkness completely enveloped everything in the cold night. He knew that he had come too far. The Green Empire was not as difficult as the temple of Rathma. This time, he had a firm belief in his heart and kept talking about the language that people couldn’t understand.
In a blink of an eye, he had painted the young aristocrat’s body with symbols, and then he put the leather buttons back together and drew a magic circle in place. He knelt down beside the magic circle with his hands folded and recited a complicated spell in a low voice. After his spell ended, he lay stiff, and the aristocratic body moved a little like a puppet tied with several thin lines.
The noble body got up from the ground, and his hands almost fell to his knees, but he was still able to stagger forward.
He was wrapped in a shabby blanket and wore a cone hat that covered his face. He was tall and thin, and even a little unnatural when he walked. He followed more than a dozen noble bodies behind him, but those broken limbs had been carefully stitched together by him. Every noble body was covered with blue fine nets. If you look closely, you can find that those light blue fine nets are full of soul fires.
He chased the blood in this fog, and when the two thin lines wrapped around his body and soul disappeared a little, he stopped with some love.
Those two ghosts are still doing their best. The ship has been caught and followed them for so long. I didn’t expect to sink here and dissipate.
He stepped on the broken hand and bent down to pick it up from the ground.
A wave of empty feelings came to him. He knew that the hunt had to stop. He hit the oak tree with a punch in some annoyance and almost succeeded.
He took a copper whistle from his magic pocket and blew it hard, but there was no sound …
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