[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Wayne sat on a high cliff, the poisonous breeze under the dark sky swept over his icy face, and his blood-colored pupils were dark and gloomy.

Said to go to Shala is just an excuse.

He just thought of that year, the year Roland said was the day they separated.

If he hadn't been so capricious back then, wouldn't he have died at the hands of Shala...

If someone hadn't rescued him, would he have been burned to ashes by Shala's ghost fire and never seen again?

then……

The undead who had just arrived was in the abyss. It is true that he was the king of the undead, but as an imposter, he knew that the higher he climbed, the harder he fell.

As calm as he looked on the outside, he was terrified inside.

How the Sleeper would deal with a fake Necromancer, he didn't want to know at all.

At that time, he wanted to see the sun and become a human being, even if... it was fake.

In those days, no matter how kind Roland was to him, the more he was afraid that he would know his identity as a dead soul.

The last sword hit the most fearful part of his heart.

He then ran away, leaving him badly wounded.

Don't even dare to appear in front of him again...

If it wasn't for this accident, how much time would they miss?

Thinking about it now, how stupid was he back then?

Hold what you like firmly in your hands, what respect, what laissez-faire?

He is an undead, why should the human beings abide by it?

Since he came to be my prisoner by himself, why should I let him go again?

Queen Roland...it sounds like that...

As for whether he is willing or not... none of my business!

The monarch who had figured it out suddenly felt that the world was clear!

It was really stupid to struggle for a long time before whether to eat or not. If you don't eat such a good thing, do you wait for him to break?

Not all undead can be transformed into flesh and blood like myself. Although it is because of the curse of that guy's flesh and blood, the necessary harmonious life is still very happy... Wait!If Roland really died, what he would do if he raped him again would be—fry the corpse?

——! !

This is too harsh, I am a Lich King with principles, lower limit and good taste—ah, no, it’s the Emperor of Suspension, the trademark of the Lich King is too bitter, let’s give it to the first sad prince of World of Warcraft , in case of his bad luck, thanks!

Hurry up, this kind of thing is invalid after the expiration date!

The lich's body floated up, ready to return to his mountain palace and exercise his legitimate power as a king.

Suddenly, in the void behind him, a strangely sharp spear pierced the sky and bombarded his body indomitably.

--

Roland's body was tightly bound by the chain, and he didn't waste his energy struggling. Fortunately, after Wayne left, the cold chain stopped moving.

It's sad when a lover wants to fight back...but it's even sadder when the darling is halfway through and he's gone to find someone else...

Roland was troubled in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to think about these things, so let's leave now.

He closed his eyes slightly, and a cross mark slowly emerged between his brows, emitting a clean and faint light.

The chains seemed to be extremely afraid of these lights, and they retracted one after another as if they were electrocuted. In just a few seconds, all the chains on Roland's body fell off and fell from the air.

The frozen energy in his body seemed to encounter a huge enemy, like countless thin threads, fighting with the faint light in his body. The pain of the blood being broken and healed almost made him growl.

He pressed his forehead with his hands, and his body was drenched in cold sweat. After a long while, he got up from the ground.

Using too much holy light consumes too much on the body.There is a limit to the potential of the human body, can the body no longer bear it?

He looked around, found his armor in the corner, and flattened the dent with his fist. Roland, who barely put it on his body, finally escaped the fate of running naked.

It's just that, Wayne, you don't even leave me a pair of underwear, you man hurts so much, do you know that...

Hurry up, or Wayne won't be able to leave when he gets back.

Sigh, can't you wait for me a little longer...

Going out from the stone gate, the ghostly fire was swaying in the dark passage, and Roland restrained his aura. Although he was not good at hiding, for a heroic powerhouse.Ordinary undead have no way to make a sound after being controlled by him.

Hope not to meet Green Hill.

Even if you can beat him, if you are held back by him, it will be troublesome...

Roland thought so, but the speed did not slow down at all.

Soon, he was approaching the direction of the exit.

Fortunately, it is not complicated here, there are only a few roads.

Just thinking like this, a bone dragon head suddenly rushed in from the entrance, and the huge head got stuck at the exit of the cave, causing the entire cave to shake several times.

"Greenhill, what's the situation?" Roland's expression turned serious, and he clenched his long sword tightly. He didn't think it was Greenhill's way to stop him from going out.

"You escaped..." Bone Dragon was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, but then gritted his teeth, resolutely turned into a human man, and grabbed him, "Go, go and help Your Majesty."

"Help Wayne?" Roland was taken aback for a moment, but didn't say much, and immediately walked out of the cave with Greenhill.

The sky outside is snowing.

He looked up, but saw two phantoms in the sky, and the battle was almost fierce.

"Come on, I'll carry you on your back, you go attack that guy!" Greenhill turned into a bone dragon again, but there were countless fresh scratches on the white bones on his body. It was obvious that he had interfered in this battle just now, and suffered a big loss .

"Wait!" Roland suddenly grabbed his tail and threw him aside forcefully.

"You bastard, thanks to His Majesty liking you, it's fine if you don't help, you dare to block me!" The bone dragon spread its wings and jumped into a rage!

"It's a demigod's battle, your strength will only cause trouble!" Roland looked nervously at the sky.

"Then what to do, His Majesty was injured, did you see that his body has weakened a lot!" Bone Dragon whipped his tail vigorously, threw Roland out violently, and was about to charge up again!

"Quiet! I have a solution." Roland looked up at the sky, but did not make a move.

"What is your solution, you'd better hurry up!" Bone Dragon said angrily.

"Who is that knight in black armor? The legendary Blood Knight King?" Roland frowned.

"I don't know who it is, but it's definitely not the Blood Knight King, nor the Scary Demon King. His body is demonic, and he came from the abyss!" The bone dragon can easily distinguish the difference between the opponent's strength and the undead, Of course, this is also the reason why the other party did not hide it.

Roland was silent for a moment, and reached out to press his forehead.

A faint light shines through the fingers.

Roland raised his lips and said coldly, "I am not you. If you refuse, I will let you stay here forever."

The faint light suddenly became much stronger.

"You don't need to say these high-sounding words, my body, you can come and go whenever you want?" Roland reached out and was about to pat his forehead hard.

The light dimmed.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, and then the holy light flickered between his brows, and a crystal skull as small as a fingertip flew out.

The skull was suspended in the air, gradually enlarged, and returned to its normal size.

"Didn't you say it's fake?" Bone Dragon instinctively moved away from this thing.

"I'm lying to you. How could I die with Wayne?" Roland replied casually, then turned his skull upside down, put his long sword on the ground, and swiped his left wrist on the blade.

Blood splattered.

Roland put his wrist on top of the skull, and the blood flowed out and pooled in the skull, gradually filling half of it.

The runes on the crystal skull flickered, and the originally warm blood in it, as if it had been purified, turned into a clear golden yellow, fresh and pleasant, like a molten gold nugget turning into liquid.

Roland pressed his fingers on the wound, and the wound was healed with the flash of holy light.

"Let's go, go up!" Roland picked up the skull, rolled over and landed on the broad back of the bone dragon.

With a long roar, the bone dragon suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the two fighting in the sky.

"Wait, now is not the time, it can only be used at the most critical time, wait on the periphery first!"

Greenhill thought for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

Only then did Roland see clearly the man who was fighting Wayne.

It was a demon with long black arc-shaped horns and two beetles-like beards on his forehead. He held a strange and sharp black spear in his hand. , it will explode with a bang.

On both sides of his back stretched out one big and two small, three pairs of strange black wings, composed of many small scales and bone blades, it was these three pairs of wings that flapped at high speed, maintaining his body's high-speed flight state.

"Stop, it seems that the curse of flesh and blood ten years ago didn't affect you very much." With a shot at the opponent's frozen ball, the demon still had the strength to communicate with him, with a look of ease.

"It's the same for you. Death and decay don't have much effect on you." From the corner of his eyes, Wayne glanced at a man and a dragon over there, and said calmly, without stopping his hand, a shadow crack was drawn between his fingers. through his space.

"You have brought me a lot of trouble." The demon sighed and dodged the shadow crack. The spear reversed and smashed the incoming chains. , making Wayne's body illusory again, but the self-explosion of Wayne's silent mana also made his face covered in blood.

"Yes, I heard that you failed in the battle for the throne. I would be very honored if my dedication was included in it."

"Hmph, what are you struggling for? The sneak attack just now was a real hit. Now that you are like this, you will have to heal your injuries for a long time."

"I have just sent a message to the other lords, and His Highness Gerry will soon receive our joint invitation." Wayne said with an unchanged expression.

"I just want that thing, if we go on like this, you know the consequences." The devil didn't care at all, "How long can it last?"

"You can try!" So he continued to fight.

Greenhill wanted to fly into the battle circle several times, but was stopped by Roland.

At this time, the devil rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "The two over there are your subordinates, right?"

Wayne didn't answer.

The demon smiled slightly, and suddenly shot a long black line at the two of them.

Green Hill hurriedly avoided, but his body was too big, and he was about to be entangled by the long line.

Roland flew down, holding the skull in his left hand, and swung the long sword in his right hand, about to cut off the long line.

But the thread was extremely flexible, and the long sword was suddenly entwined, spreading and growing, wrapping around his wrist and pulling him across.

"Gerry Huster!" Wayne was furious, and the endless ice and snow blasted out like an avalanche.

"Ha, it seems to be an important person." The devil's spear was spinning like a fan blade in his hand, blocking the endless ice and snow, and this side had already pulled Roland in front of him.

In his opinion, a hero-level dish is not worth mentioning, and even his armor can't be cut without a trace of scars.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters... Roland calculated the distance and suddenly poured out the liquid in his skull.

The demon didn't pay much attention at first, but when the golden liquid dripped on his body, his expression changed drastically.

Like an ordinary human being splashed with sulfuric acid, the demon let out a shrill scream, the skin on half of his body was burned off, and one wing was completely melted.He was so angry that the spear reversed and pierced his chest fiercely.

Here, the unobstructed ice and snow blasted him far away, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted a mouthful of blood, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Roland!" Wayne's chain instantly extended, pulling him back into his arms.

"It's okay." Roland blocked the skull with his hand to prevent him from touching it. "He missed the last shot and missed the vital point..."

"Shut up, use Holy Light!"

"Cough...it's exhausted," Roland leaned his head in his arms, the artifact was not so useful, "Vin, let me go back..." Only the priest over there can save him.

"You threatened me!" Wayne's voice suddenly rose.

"Really, no." Roland whispered, "I swear to Shengguang, even if I die, I will definitely be by your side."

So, just give me a little more time, okay?