Nobody understands cardboard people better than me

Chapter 239
On the other side of the battlefield, Segulius, the god of necromancy, heard that both sides of the two battles next to him were laughing and talking happily, and his face turned green.

What the hell, this is a battlefield!Aggressive war!What are you trying to do with the look of sympathy? !

You are all traitors!

Luckily, it was Brother Fu Wang who helped me with all his heart and soul. It seems that it was not in vain to help him study the effects of the plague.

So comforting himself, Segulius subconsciously glanced at the Rotten King, and then his face became even darker.

The Rotten King was actually circling around himself and that demigod of light, doing nothing but releasing a puff of plague smoke from time to time.

You are so poisonous!
She is a demigod of light, and her strength is stronger than yours. Your plague can be purified by just a ray of holy light. It's useless for you to do this.

You go ahead and attack me from behind!

Do labor and management have to teach you this?

TNND, all three of you are actors, right?
But it's acting, can you act well, acting so obviously, is it because I'm afraid I can't see it? !

Can it still work? !
NMD, all three of you are waiting for me. If Laozi can go back alive this time, I will definitely join you under the crown of the goddess!
"It seems that the helpers you called are not very reliable."

Joan of Arc smiled, and what she said did not hurt much, but was extremely insulting.

Sure enough, upon hearing Joan's ridicule, Segulius' face became even more gloomy.

Swearing without revealing faults, beating without slapping people in the face, it is too much for you to say that!

"Joan of Arc, don't go too far!" Seculius roared angrily.

When Joan of Arc first appeared, he heard those mortals call this woman Joan of Arc, so he remembered the name.

"Oh? You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, since you think it is too much, then come and hit me." Joan of Arc provocatively said.

After several fights just now, she has figured out the general strength of Segulius.

Except that the ability to use is a little weird, nothing else is a big deal.

As for the weird undead ability, how to solve it?

Sorry, but her master is a true god who also possesses the power of the undead. Under the special training of the maser, she can easily handle the abilities that most undead will use.

Therefore, she could still deal with Segurius, who was only a demigod, with ease.

If it wasn't for the fear that the goddess of the undead hadn't appeared yet, she would have defeated it long ago.

Yes, just beat.

At the level of a demigod, each has an unknown number of hole cards, and there must be some hole cards that can save their lives at a critical moment.

If the strength gap were not too large, demigods would not be killed so easily, let alone undead beings that are difficult to kill completely.

Even with the power of the holy light that restrains the undead, it is not easy.

"Joan of Arc, you forced me to do this."

"I have one last hole card here. If you can solve it, then my undead clan will retreat and never invade this world again."

After finishing speaking, Segulius took out a scroll from nowhere and tore it open.

In an instant, a palpitating gray fog shot straight into the sky, completely enveloped the sky, and quickly spread to the whole world.

If someone looks at the blue star in the universe, they will even find that the entire surface of the blue star is gradually surrounded by thick gray fog.

"Divinity? Did it summon their god of the dead?" Joan of Arc stared at the sky with a serious expression.

If it is a true god, then it is not something they can deal with.

At this time, Cang Yue and Artoria also noticed an abnormality in the sky.

For the sake of safety, they quickly left the battle and came to Joan of Arc's side, concentrating on vigilance.

The true gods are in the world, and they cannot be allowed to act recklessly.

Then, as the gray fog became thicker, the undead army below seemed to have been stimulated by something, and their auras rose sharply, and their aura became extremely violent, as if they were about to choose someone to devour at any time.

Even the aura of the four undead army has skyrocketed by half, far exceeding what it was just now.

"Hahahaha, wonderful power, ants, prepare to witness the power of my god. The glory of my god will bring destruction to you!"

Segulius laughed wildly, as if winning the game.

Suddenly, a blue light flew from the sky, piercing the sky in the blink of an eye, directly piercing Segulius who was laughing wildly, and his soul was instantly annihilated.

After the blue light pierced Segulius, the castration continued unabated, and he directly plunged into the undead army on the ground.

At this time, Joan of Arc and the Undead Lord saw its appearance clearly.

A large sword embedded with a sheep's head and skull, engraved with mysterious inscriptions, exuding endless cold air.

It's Frostmourne!
When Frostmourne landed, the berserk army of undead seemed to have received some order, they quickly calmed down, and crawled towards the location of Frostmourne to show their submission.

The moment the remaining three undead lords saw Frostmourne, they trembled all over, their souls seemed to be drawn by something, and they stared at Frostmourne without blinking.

"Humph!"

A crisp cold hum resounded from all directions, calling the three undead lords back to their gods.

Thinking of the scene where Segulius died instantly, and the scene where he almost fell forever just now, a cold air rose from the bottom of their feet and went straight to the sky.

Almost, almost, they became puppets of that sword, perishing forever.

That is a breathtaking magic sword!

This is the common thought in the hearts of the three undead lords.

Now they don't dare to look at Frostmourne again, for fear that they won't be able to resist the temptation of that magic sword and become its sword puppets.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me!"

The three undead lords bowed towards the sky.

If the Goddess of the Undead they believed in hadn't snorted coldly and called them back to their gods, they would have been cold.

Above the sky, a cloud of gray mist suddenly condensed, forming a terrifying throne.

The moment the throne took shape, a woman dressed in black and wearing a black crown appeared suddenly and sat on it.

Asales, the goddess of undead, sat on the top of the cloud, looking at the sky indifferently:
"The true god of this world, show up, don't want to see the junior."

"Ah."

A magnetic male laughter suddenly sounded in the sky.

"I'm sorry, that man of yours was a little crazy. I saw that he was unhappy, so I killed him."

As the voice fell, a man with long snow-white hair, a handsome face, and a black skull-carved battle armor suddenly appeared in the air.

Behind him, a throne made of ten thousand years of black ice floated in the air, and a black helmet was placed on the armrest of the throne.

This is exactly Huang Chengyang who appeared in the image of Lich King Arthas!

Moreover, this is the first time he has appeared in front of everyone in the world in the image of Alsace since he obtained the power of Alsace.

(To be continued...)
(End of this chapter)