[Necromancer] Dark Throne

The Lich looked calm, and the dark blue crown and costume was just a foil, but he just stood there with a peaceful aura, without any coercive aura.

It is a completely different existence.

There is no show off, no coercion, and no pretentiousness, but it is impossible to resist.

The sun doesn't need to show off, but it can only be looked up to; the sea can be admired without coercion; the sky doesn't need to be pretentious, but the creatures can only be under him.

This is the cessation of the monarch.

This is the cessation of the monarch.

"Wayne..." Roland took a step forward, but then stopped.

The people you like are destined to love and kill each other, which is actually not funny at all.

He wasn't ready to see him again.

At least, now he couldn't act as if nothing had happened.

Really seeing the endless ruins, countless corpses, hatred for the undead and love for him entangled in his heart, no one knew how painful he was.

But I don't want to give up, I don't want to, I don't want to give up.

Even the person who is willing to abandon everything and leave with him will never leave with him again.

What did he do wrong?

Oh, falling in love with him, does it count?

"Honorable Your Highness Zhixi." Roland said at the station of the long sword, "You are here, it is Roland who offended you."

"It's useless for you to come here." Green Hill said coldly, "In front of His Majesty, no one can offend His Majesty without paying the price."

"Really?" Roland suddenly took out a crystal skull from the sword pouch on his back waist.Countless clean halos radiated from the crystal, making the surrounding undead feel dazzling.

"For this attack, I brought this out. If I use the holy light technique to detonate the power in it, it will be difficult to escape and ascend to heaven even if you stop His Majesty." Roland smiled warmly, clasped his skull with five fingers, "If he can fall with His Majesty Zhixi, Roland will earn it."

"Your Majesty!" Greenhill frowned and looked at his master.

The expression of the Monarch Zhixi remained calm, noncommittal, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

At this time, Amennar's voice came from behind the gate blocked by rocks: "Roland, Roland, how are you doing now?"

"I'm fine," Roland said loudly, "You take them back immediately, I'm in a bit of trouble here."

"Want to help?" Amennar was outside the door, ready to order someone to dig the soil.

"No, I order you to go back immediately! The king is here." Roland said angrily.

"...You take care!" Amennar is also a decisive person. Most of the elite of human beings are here now. If the King of Silence comes out, none of the elite team that is currently attacking can survive.

Wayne's blood-colored pupils stared at him, neither happy nor sad, but he didn't know where the book in his hand was.

When the time was calculated, the attacking troops had definitely entered a safe area, and Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do you want?" Greenhill said angrily.

"I don't think it's useless." He smiled slightly: "Sorry, this is fake, how can I carry that kind of holy object with me?"

Greenhill rushed forward angrily.

But a cold chain held his arm.

That is the chain of bones that stops the king.

"Your Majesty..." Greenhill looked back at him unwillingly.

Wayne retracted the chain, stepped forward slowly, and floated in front of him.

"This is needed for war, isn't it a lie to you?" Roland whispered.

"Why admit it?" Instead of using this to escape?

"Once I turn around or divert my attention a little bit, you can kill me before I activate it, and you can't hide it." Roland tried to confess leniently.

"Then now?"

"Now... I am naturally your prisoner." Roland smiled wryly, and his self-esteem did not allow him to beg for mercy.But this kind of heroic act of fighting to death is completely outrageous in front of Wayne. After much deliberation, he has no choice but to surrender.

"A prisoner?" Wayne's icy lips slightly raised a curve that made his heart chill.

Then... Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Ice Blast!

The finely shattered ice edge came out with a huge impact, knocking Roland's whole body onto the wall. The ice edge cut deep scratches on the wall, and the entire armor on his body was beaten unevenly. The impact severely damaged his internal organs, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

However, he landed perfectly. He only used his right hand to give support on the ground, and then stood up again, his body as straight as a javelin.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Wayne asked lightly.

"Fight back, you will be angry..." Roland smiled slightly, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.

Even though his complexion was almost the same as that of an undead, his smile was still as beautiful as the winter sunshine, and it was so gentle that people wanted to kiss him.

"Is that so?" The slender bony fingers of Monarch Zhixi lightly brushed across his tall nose bridge, and then twitched him suddenly, sending him flying far away and rolling down from the pile of rubble blocking the passage.

Roland felt a huge force hit him in an instant, not just a physical attack, but a deep cold that instantly attacked his limbs and bones, as if countless ice and snow had frozen his flesh and blood in an instant, almost Even breathing is frozen.

Wayne slowly floated in front of him, flicking his fingers: "If you don't fight back, I will be even more angry."

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When Roland woke up again, he found himself in an empty and dark room.

The cold earthy smell let him know that this was a space that had just been dug out in the middle of the mountain.

He tried to move his hands, but the numbness and pain in his wrist told him that the chains were tightly bound there.He struggled a bit, then gave up.

Wayne, you must be very angry...

In fact, she wanted to see him so much, but under such circumstances...

The icy chill in his body is like countless tiny ice edges, moving along the blood in his body, not only making him unable to use the holy light, but also making him feel unable to get cold needles stuck in his muscles, and his life will soon be extinguished Feel.

As if you will die, remember not to leave his side.

I have persisted for so long, and I cannot afford to fall short here.

Roland, you can do it...

"laugh!"

With a soft sound, a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared, floating in the air, lighting up the tiny area in front of him.

What followed were flames that ignited one after another, illuminating the entire space like daylight.

And Wayne stood quietly in front of him, silent and peaceful.

Four eyes facing each other.

Roland found that the distance between them was less than a finger.

He stood there for a long time.

Roland stretched his neck and carefully kissed his lips.

Soft, yet bitingly cold.

It seems that no amount of heat can melt it.

Wayne didn't refuse or respond, and let the other party carefully reach in, slandering and licking every tiny spot, like the most precious treasure.

until he finally let go.

Wayne raised his jaw: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Roland nodded.

"Then you are not afraid of my pain?" Wayne looked at him calmly, "You know, if there is anything in this world that I don't want to hurt, it is you."

"Then let people kill me," Roland didn't avoid his sight, "I can't betray my race and race, and I don't want to hurt you. You may think I'm too greedy, and I want to protect both sides...but I'm like this, I can To die for you, but not to kill for you."

"Kill me, as long as I am an undead, no one can let me leave your side."

"Your soul has suffered too much damage. Even if you become an undead, it is impossible to control your body." Wayne put down his hand, otherwise he would not be bothered.

"If you don't try, how can you be sure? There are miracles in this world."

"I don't need a miracle, I just want you to be here."

"I'm very sorry."

"Sorry?" The Lich sneered, "Roland, do you think that no matter what you do or what difficulties you have, I will understand you, trust you, and even help you?"

"I……"

"Then you are wrong. In my world, I will never compromise." He sneered, "Let alone give up. I have a crush on you, and you are mine."

"...Wait, what are you doing?"

"Go on you."

"No, is there something wrong?"

"You think I'll always be there after lying under you once? Joke!"

"But, but you won't be on it at all..."

"Hmph!" The lich transformed from energy form back to matter form again.Easily tore open the robe on the opponent's body, completely exposing his body to the cold will-o'-the-wisp.

Wayne looked up and down for a long time, inspecting his smooth skin inch by inch with his fingers, all the way down, entwined around Roland's body and chained to listen to his will, spreading and stretching, hanging him in the air in a large shape.

There was a hint of helplessness in Roland's eyes.Quietly looking at the beautiful man in front of him.His body was hoisted, his slender and powerful arms were straightened, his strong and tight legs were stretched wide, and he posed in a seductive pose.

Wayne didn't open it with his own hand, but with a thought, the front end of a three-finger-thick chain protruded into the entrance between his buttocks, trying to squeeze into his body domineeringly without warning.

"Uh!" Roland snorted, his muscles tensed, and he pulled hard, making the chains on the net squeak.Use all your strength to stop that thing from invading.That kind of cold almost took away all his warmth.

"Ven, don't use this kind of thing..." Roland felt the chain trying to enter, he could bear the pain, but he couldn't bear that Wayne used this kind of thing to him, "You come..."

"Are you inviting me?" Wayne looked at the scene in front of him, and asked indifferently with a bit of darkness in his blood pupils.

"Why is there such a big difference between the Monarch and Lou Weien..."

"Zhixi is the shell of Lou Weien. He will only appear if you can't protect me."

"...Go ahead." Roland instantly felt guilty, "If it wasn't for my mistake back then..."

"..."

"What's the matter, what are you doing standing there?" Roland complained, "But at least switch to the bed, it's so uncomfortable."

"I suddenly want to find Shala, let's talk about it next time." Wayne turned and left.

"Wait! Wife, you are too much!..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Shara: Give this book to Wayne.

Shadow: "How to make the chain into a tentacle system" what is this thing?

Shala: It is to let the chain of cessation exert 200% lethality, which is my little compensation.

Shade: OK.

After the shadow left, Xia La smiled slightly. The direct enemy can't be tricked, but the indirect one can always be tricked.

Sad, I thought about it for a long time, should I counterattack...

Thank you both mine from LAN.

mines of napa and black 鵺.

Finally, thank you jellyfish for your bazooka, I love you O(∩_∩)O~~