The villain is invincible

Chapter 976

"How can such a precious potion, such a rare experiment, and such a precious sample be placed beside a mediocre person like you!"

"In order to save my masterpiece, I must get rid of you, an eyesore!"

In fact, the wizard really just wanted Aisha to die quietly at first.

Because of the dead Aisha, her soul will remain very intact under the action of this potion.

And under the blessing of his spell, it will float in the direction of his castle.

After entering the category of necromancers, there is another special soul pool to wash her memory.

After this soul pool washes away all the memories of her life...

A transparent, clean, pure soul will be used by him.

Become his most successful collection, but also his soul mate.

As for this woman's body.

The night elves will definitely let her be buried intact.

Find a night when no one is paying attention, take some time, let your servants dig it out, and smuggle it into the castle.

Then the mobility of this test subject can also be guaranteed.

When she is not going out, she can live in whatever form she wants.

If she needs to travel far, she can return to her original body and use it as a long-distance transportation volume to protect her soul body from harm.

All of these necromancers thought very well.

Who would have thought that he, who was waiting for death in the castle, would suddenly receive a delayed notice?

The moment I realized that the situation had changed...

The wizard came to the owner of the mysterious shop with the voucher to ask for an explanation.

In the process of discussing the explanation, he was attacked by this night elf.

If it weren't for the fact that the boss behind him was really powerful, he would have suspected that this was a way for the night elves to collude with the boss to cheat money.

After all, everyone has seen this night elf's activities in the Dark City recently.

He can't do anything like sneaking around, fishing for bumpkins from outside.

But when they played against each other, this doubt was dispelled.

The boss and the night elves seem to have never known each other.

And this night elf has no scruples in his actions, he doesn't care about the rare medicines and scrolls in the boss's room.

Just do it without saying anything.

Therefore, if the problem is not with the medicine, then it has nothing to do with the boss here.

Then his scruples just now can be completely dispelled.

He has nothing to worry about for an abandoned son who has lost the support of his ethnic group.

The person who provokes first has the right to counterattack accordingly.

Even in the City of Darkness, he could justly and legally press him to death.

Thinking of the Necromancer here, he hit harder by three points.

And knowing that his wife was about to lose her life for such a ridiculous reason...

The night elves were furious.

The bow and arrow in his hand is the psychic bow that has followed him since he was a child.

As the bow and arrow that naturally falls off from the largest night elf tree in the forest of darkness, it also has its own spirituality.

It felt the wrath of the master.

At the same time, the energy that was sealed in the body and had nowhere to spew out was also [-]% absorbed by it.

When the necromancer angrily shouted that he was unworthy...

'boom! '

Unprepared, the night elf's bow and arrow exploded.

It is not the interference of external forces that are torn apart, but the expansion and upgrading from the inside out.

Or it can be called secondary development, a bow and arrow draws again.

Under the impetus of this enraged energy, the bow, after the fog of the explosion dissipated, revealed its new overall appearance.

What a gorgeous bow this is.

Originally, it was just a pitch-black bow, but now it expanded a full circle from the inside to the outside.

From a simple and undecorated bow, it became a luxurious big bow with wisteria entwined, radiant and colorful, and when you pull it, there are faint golden threads wandering in it.

And those arrows on the back, because they came from the same source, were also induced.

After flashing for a moment, the arrows all turned into silver tips.

If the changes in the bow and arrow are significant, then the changes in Tyrande can be said to be earth-shaking.

As the leader of the younger generation of the night elves.

Tyrande is the benchmark in the group no matter in size or manner.

Now, he seems like nothing has changed, and it seems like everything has changed.

Tyrande, who was beaten and unable to get up, stood up.

His eyes changed from the green of a pool of spring water to an unfathomable black.

And countless mysterious symbols began to appear on his body.

Palms, knees, neck, and finally rose to his forehead.

Just like the symbols circulating on the bow, even the breathing is in the same frequency.

Tyrande, who stood up again, didn't even utter a cry of encouragement.

He just drew out the arrow silently, bent the bow and set the arrow, and pulled out a bow that was almost hand-to-hand against the necromancer who was about to rush over.

"Ha! You idiot, such an advanced distance, an archer, can cause it!"

"Oh! Damn! You bastard! What have you done!"

The necromancer casually pulled all the arrows that had been shot to the ground with his scepter.

The only one that slipped through the net, he didn't bother to pick it up anymore, he planned to turn his head to hide it and let it go.

But who would have thought that the arrow dodged it.

But after the arrow is shot, how can there be aftermath.

And how could the lethality of this aftermath be so great!

Just brushing past the necromancer's face made his head burn naturally.

This strange flame smells of death, but also contains the nourishment of life.

This kind of contradictory energy makes it extra strenuous for this kind of flame to pounce.

"Ahhh!" The screaming Necromancer had no time to attack, pressed down on his robe, and buckled his head completely.

This black robe is the work of the most successful armorer of the undead.

Ordinary magic attacks, under its cover, can be effectively reduced.

Even so...

The lingering heat of the flames on his head continued.

This process lasted for several breaths... The necromancer who uncovered his robe, a huge hole was actually corroded on the crystal white bones.

"Damn it! I'm going to smash you to pieces!"

This time, he really pissed off the wizard.

As he extinguished the fire, the night elf fired another round in pursuit.

But I don't know what defensive tool the other party used...

This round of attacks was unexpectedly stopped by a mysterious energy, and several arrows clanged to the ground.

It deviated from the trajectory of the shot, landed on the ground, and made a failure declaration with a bark.

(End of this chapter)