Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In The Apocalypse
/ Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 578
Chapter 578, I just said that the undead are not suitable for fighting
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The sound of a switch turning on sounded.
Immediately, screens with higher shelves showed scenes from the arena.
Under the screen stand, there are a large number of skeletons guarding it, preventing onlookers from approaching or destroying it.
The crowd watching the excitement looked up at the screen, their eyes widened with disbelief.
"I can see the pictures inside!"
"It's another new type of prop, something I've never seen before."
"This thing is good. We can see it from behind. We don't have to squeeze so far forward, which can be dangerous."
Some business representatives also looked at the screen.
"What kind of prop is this? If it can be sold, it must be of good value."
"The island owner has many new props in his hands. We can ask him then."
"I'm afraid the association headquarters doesn't have such a prop to display the picture."
"Stop talking, the island owner is coming up."
Everyone followed the sound and saw Wu Heng in the picture, dressed in mage robes, standing on one side of the arena, with a skeleton attendant wearing leather armor and a hood beside him.
Opposite him was also a blond Bluetooth challenger wearing a robe and a leather armor.
Most people have heard this news.
This is also the first time I have seen a challenger look like this.
"You're not that old!"
"I heard that he is a genius from the younger generation of the association, and his background must be different."
"You can see it."
"Who do you support?"
"Island owner? His background is similar to ours, and his career change time is also short."
"Yes, he represents Treasure Island. If this person loses or wins, he turns around and leaves. He has nothing to do with us."
"Too."
On the fighting stage.
"Both parties confirm, the competition begins!"
Shi Yali's body fell back quickly after she finished speaking.
Two people compete to cast spells at the same time.
Wu Heng's body was wrapped in the bone armor, and then a preset shield took effect. Lu An's body was also wrapped in a light yellow mage shield.
Then, Lu An had a staff in his hand, his eyes suddenly became sharp, the staff in his hand suddenly pointed forward, and several icy blue ice picks shot out instantly, as fast as arrows.
Wu Heng also took out his staff and swung it casually, shooting out a fireball.
Boom~!
Ice cones and fireballs hit the epidemic, causing flames and ice crystals to fill the sky.
"You can also cast energy spells, which is not bad!" Lu An complimented casually, raised his staff, and quickly condensed the spells.
The thick Razer shot out again.
Wu Heng also releases lightning beams.
Boom~Zi!
The two thunderbolts collided again, and thunder shot out.
"Let me see how many spells from other factions you know." Lu An said coldly.
Air vortices appeared from all around, and the clothes rustled.
Then, countless silver-white flying birds appeared from all around, densely packed like a flock of swallows returning to their nest, and smashed towards the positions of Wu Heng and the skeleton attendants from the sky and all around.
Wu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.
I have never seen this spell before.
He ran quickly sideways.
The silver-white flying bird, as if it had identified him, followed closely behind him and crashed into his body.
Bang bang bang~!
Continuous explosions sounded, and Wu Heng's location was instantly submerged by thunder and lightning.
It was like being covered by a dense explosion.
Thick smoke rose, covering the surrounding area.
No figure escaped, and there was no target in sight.
Lu An raised his eyebrows, "It ended as soon as it started? How could he become the owner of Treasure Island with this kind of strength? His strength is even worse than imagined, not even as good as an ordinary deputy deacon of the association!"
Looking at the scene on the screen where Wu Heng's figure was covered by silver-white birds, everyone frowned tightly.
"No way!"
"The island owner has killed so many pirates, how can he be so weak?"
"I'm just saying that necromancers are not suitable for fighting. If the skeletons come up, they can beat the **** out of that kid."
"What's the use of saying this? The fight is agreed upon by both parties."
"Hey~! The attack was too harsh. I told Lu An to pay attention to the occasion. Let him compete with the younger generation. It will also better train himself. Why did he attack so hard?"
In the stands, the old mage smiled and scolded.
Sheila Gui glanced sideways slightly, and saw only false modesty on the other person's face.
He snorted coldly and said nothing.
Although I don't believe that Wu Heng will lose to the opponent.
But he also paid attention to the battle arena.
If there is real danger, fly over to save people.
"Sister, the island owner doesn't seem to have an advantage."
Beside McIntosh, a younger brother said softly.
It was covered with such dense spells right from the start, even melee professions couldn't withstand such intensive blows.
"Sister, I will send people out to sea to wait. When they leave, I will give them to them at sea..."
As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
McIntosh turned to glare at the opponent and said: "His skeleton is at least level 15 or above. If he really wants to fight, he can fight with the opponent for a while." The younger brother was stunned and looked at the skeleton on the stage.
The skeleton attendant who was brought up was still standing there, and the few magic birds that had just flown by did not cause any damage.
Then, the crowd started talking again.
"The island owner is fine. He has protected himself."
"I just said, how could it fail so quickly?"
"But the Necromancer doesn't seem to have any attack methods!"
On the battlefield.
Just when everyone thought Wu Heng had failed.
The breeze blew and the smoke dispersed.
After being bombarded by silver-white birds, a khaki earthen coffin slowly rose up and collapsed in front of everyone.
Wu Heng was exposed, unscathed.
Lu An narrowed his eyes and said, "You are hiding. It really suits the style of the undead faction."
Wu Heng glanced at the other party.
The magic just now was indeed quite bluffing, and it was also a type of spell I had never seen before.
If you learn it yourself, the effect will be the same as a drone bombing swarm.
Whether it is fighting or dealing with zombies, it is a good effect.
Wu Heng glanced at Lu An, who had a suddenly cold face across from him, and forced out a smile, "It's funny. It's my first time to compete with a mage. I want to see what effect can be achieved. It really scared me."
Lu An snorted coldly, "Arrogant!"
The staff in his hand was waved again, and red flame tornadoes began to gather in the field, driving the surrounding violent winds.
Another new spell.
The energy-shaping moves are so powerful, and they all seem to have extremely lethal effects.
Wu Heng immediately ran to avoid the location of the tornado.
At the same time, the staff in his hand began to wave one after another, releasing [pathogenic ray], [weakening ray] and [serious injury] one after another.
'Lu An''s expression dropped as he released his skills.
Blood instantly flowed from the nostrils and corners of the mouth.
Dye the skirt red.
The severe injury spell is more like a curse spell, which has no effect on the undead, but faces the living beings.
Especially creatures whose level is lower than your own, it will cause serious harm.
Lu An's eyes narrowed, and a green light enveloped his body.
The negative status applied disappears instantly.
And the Ice Cone Technique, the Silver Bird, and the Wind and Fire Blade were shot out one after another.
They began to bombard Wu Heng's location one after another.
There was a roar on the field, gravel scattered, and smoke filled the sky.
Wu Heng's running speed was too fast for a mage to be able to do.
"Why doesn't your skeleton move? Do you look down on me?" Lu An said coldly, immediately drew out the stabbing sword from his waist, and quickly rushed towards Wu Heng.
On the way, the spell remains the same.
There was a violent bombardment.
Wu Heng's running steps stopped, and a wing sword appeared in his hand. He advanced instead of retreating, and quickly faced the opponent.
When the two men drew their swords and approached each other, the crowd was excited again.
"The swords are drawn, they draw the swords."
"Aren't you a mage? What are you doing?"
"Are all mages like this? After magic, do you have to fight in close combat?"
Clang~!
The metal chirped.
The wing sword was blocked in front of him, blocking the thrust of the stabbing sword at the chest.
The long sword took advantage of the situation and swung the stabbing sword away.
Lu An's body was slightly tilted back, and Wu Heng used the "Grey Eagle Sword Technique". His body followed the opponent and he shot out. The sword force continued to slash at the opponent.
The activated object is released, Lu An's collar is locked on his neck, and his pants are raised.
Lu An's body flashed with light again, and the status of the objects on his body became invalid.
He held his sword and hastily blocked the opponent's attack.
Stabbing sword, the blade is thin and straight, and the attack method is mainly stabbing.
Facing Wu Heng's chops, the stabbing sword began to weaken and became difficult to resist.
Lu An also didn't expect that the opponent would be so powerful, and that his proficient swordsmanship would leave him with no room to fight back.
He only felt that countless attacks were hitting him.
The spell he wanted to cast was interrupted by the opponent's attack. While avoiding a sword, he was hit on the left shoulder.
The leather armor was torn open, and blood dripped.
Lu An took a few steps back, a look of fear flashing in his eyes.
Seeing the opponent charging towards him again, he reached out and stabbed the sword, and scorching flames appeared on the blade.
Stepping lightly, the figure shot out again.
On the way, his figure flashed and instantly transformed into three figures, stabbing at the target at the same time.
The body in the middle rushes forward, stabbing the sword between the eyebrows, turning the left step and stabbing the lower ribs, and stabbing the sword directly to the heart on the right.
The three figures were as fast as lightning and moved neatly, arriving almost at the same time.
And just when he was approaching Wu Heng, the stabbing sword was about to hit the target.
The figure in front of me also followed Ichika.
(End of chapter)
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