That's a fake elf

Chapter 162 The magic of gathering spirits

Through the eyes of the great corpse witch, Sandru, who was more than ten kilometers away, clearly saw Li Ang's appearance.

Looking at Li Ang with silver hair and golden eyes, Shan De was in a trance and suddenly thought of the woman named his mother.

His mother was once a high elf who was expelled from the Mist Song Mountains because she worshiped the goddess of darkness and the undead.

Because of the oracle of the goddess of the undead and darkness, she married an ordinary Taitalian beast tamer.

He clearly remembered what a gentle woman his mother was.

Even when faced with an enemy, he would never bear to kill him, but would choose to defeat his opponent and subdue the other's race. Therefore, his father became the most powerful lord in the Kingdom of Tatalia.

Not long after his father became a duke, Talon, the beast tamer king of Taitalia, launched a witch-hunting war against the dark elves under the oracle of the goddess Elsa.

When he was young, he saw his mother betrayed by the man he loved deeply and burned to charcoal with flames.

From then on, he could no longer believe in the so-called family affection and love.

With the help of his mother's friend Christina, he escaped from Taitalia and became a dark mage.

But unlike his mother, who was transformed from a high elf, he is just a half-elf with ordinary talents.

Not only did he not inherit his mother's bloodline characteristics, he also had a limited lifespan.

It is impossible to take revenge on my father, the beast tamer, or even the goddess Elsa in my lifetime.

So he abandoned his body, dedicated himself to the goddess of darkness and the undead that his mother believed in, and became an immortal lich.

The benefits of undead creatures are obvious.

He no longer has a lifespan limit, and his talents in magic and spiritual power were quickly discovered.

By devouring souls, he achieved tremendous growth, and his magic and spiritual power were greatly enhanced.

Although he willingly degenerated, gave up the advantages of a professional, and transformed into an undead creature like a lich, he was despised by other dark elves and necromancers.

But his mother's friend Christina still encouraged him, paid attention to him, and silently supported him.

For a long time, Sandro believed that as long as Christina was there, he could persevere no matter how much suffering he suffered.

After hundreds of years, he finally accomplished two goals with the help of Christina, but the hole in his heart became bigger and bigger.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have lost Christina, and she was no longer the woman he was familiar with.

The Christina he knew was just an ordinary dark elf.

Before he became a lich, he was his mentor, companion, best friend and even his lover.

It can be said that both parties know the basics of the matter.

But since he voluntarily transformed into a lich for revenge.

Due to ideological reasons, there were more and more conflicts between the two parties, and eventually the other party chose to leave.

He thought that the other party would come back soon, but he didn't know that Christina would be gone for decades.

When she came back, things had changed.

Christina has become the great sage respected by everyone in the Mage Alliance, while Sandro is still just a lich that everyone shouts and despises.

Although Christina continued to share her resources and knowledge, Sandro had a vague feeling that their relationship was not as pure as it used to be.

Until a girl who called herself [Cthugea] came to him because of Christina and told him a cruel fact.

That is when Christina chose to leave him long ago, she no longer existed.

Her soul has been devoured and assimilated by an outer god named Nyarlathotep, simply to be delivered to him in exchange for forbidden knowledge.

. . . . . . . . . .

"What exactly do you want to do?" Li Ang looked at the great corpse witch who seemed to be lost in thought in the sky, and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

"I want you!" Sandro said solemnly.

"..." Li Ang looked at this lich who seemed to have a funny mind with a speechless expression.

Even though he looks like a woman, his male characteristics are still very obvious.

As a lich who played with corpses, it was impossible for the other party not to recognize his male identity.

"I don't like skeletons, let alone corpses!" Li Ang flatly refused.

"Quack, quack, I'm interested in your body. As for your soul, it doesn't matter at all." Sandro let out a weird laugh, which made Li Ang feel cold all over his body.

"Don't even think about it, even if I die, I will not succumb to a lich." Li Ang suddenly threw the [Meteor Spear] in his hand at the big corpse witch in front of him.

The great corpse witch who was unable to dodge was immediately attacked by the thunder and lightning in the sky and the [Meteor Spear], and was instantly turned into debris on the ground.

And Li Ang also recalled the [Meteor Spear].

Through the [Energy Absorbing] rune on [Meteor Gun], Li Ang instantly absorbed a soul fragment and instantly recovered 20% of his mana.

This made him look happy. These great corpse witches were different from the ordinary corpse witches. They had relatively complete souls and were not mere puppets.

"I only want your body, why are you resisting me!" When the Great Corpse Witch and Corpse Witch King saw Li Ang throwing the [Meteor Spear] in his hand, they immediately began to dodge in a panic.

"It seems you're afraid of it!"

Li Ang, who consciously found the lich's weakness, immediately began to keep a close eye on the Corpse Witch King.

"Bastard!" Seeing that Li Ang was targeting the Corpse Witch King who had no [Teleportation] ability, Sandro was furious and could only use [Teleportation] to rescue him.

"Hehehe, I want to see how many times you can save me!"

Relying on the agility attribute of the high elf, Li Ang took advantage of the forest to quickly dodge the falling rocks summoned by the great corpse shaman, while constantly throwing [Meteor Spear] and then withdrawing it.

In less than 2 minutes, twelve Corpse Witch Kings were killed.

This restored Li Ang's mana to full strength, and he also reapplied BUFF to himself.

"What's wrong, have you finally given up?" Seeing Sandru stop releasing undead magic, Li Ang had no intention of stopping.

He knew very well the rules of battle that would kill him while he was sick. If he didn't take advantage of the opponent's current weakness to capture more soul fragments, once the opponent found a way to deal with him, he would probably be overturned.

After all, legendary strongmen all have their own unique trump cards, and these trump cards can make a comeback in critical moments.

"You really gave me a lot of surprises."

Sandro controlled the great corpse witches to add various defensive magics to the corpse witch king. After barely being able to block two shots, he finally said:

"There are a lot of legendary treasures, as well as the magic of three sects. You are top-notch in every one of them, and you even have special characteristics."

"If you were facing an ordinary lich today, you might actually be able to defeat him."

"But it's a pity that you met me, the lich closest to God, Sandro!"

"Spirit Gathering Magic!"

"Fuck!" Looking at the corpse witches who quickly stood up under the magic of the great corpse witch, Li Ang couldn't help but curse.

After fighting so hard for so long, all the efforts were in vain, which made Li Ang feel like eating flies out of the Golden Arches.

"These corpse witches are very vulnerable to your attacks, but they still have the ability to release [Death Cloud] once."

Sandro looked at Li Ang's face and suddenly laughed:

"I will reduce your magic defense to the extreme, and then use the soulless corpse witch as a shield to block your attack."

"I would like to see, you are just a level 54 hero professional, how much mana can you squander?"

"My Corpse Witch Army shares mana and has a geographical advantage. No matter how many times it is killed, it can be resurrected."

"Even if I grind you, I can grind you to death!"

"MD, so I hate the undead that can be resurrected the most!" Li Ang cursed in a low voice.

There are more than 200 corpse witches, enough to cover the rest of this area with [Cloud of Death]. If the magic defense is weakened, his blood loss will be greatly increased.

Ordinary corpse witches simply don't have enough soul fragments for Li Ang to replenish his mana, and the great corpse witch and corpse witch king are now hiding among the huge number of corpse witches.

It is obviously impossible to find and kill them one by one. Once Sandro's Corpse Witch Army hits the [Faith Barrier] again, he will hit GG.

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