[Necromancer] Dark Throne

With a sound of "Chi", Kaka cut the throat of a ghoul with the broad sword in his hand.Seeing its rotting head gurgling and falling to the ground, he couldn't help but wiped his face with his hands, and shouted towards the front: "Seventeen!"

"It's annoying! Be quiet! I'm No. 12," Osolan replied without looking back.The huge long sword in his hand flicked a few times to shake off the blood and meat that was sticky on it. He put the long sword on his shoulder and pointed at the ghouls who were struggling to climb up the cliff. cried: "Come on!"

The undead let out low roars and rushed forward frantically, this time the attack was even more violent than last time... Carlos parried a sharp claw of a Terror with a knife annoyedly, and split the opponent's head.

Here, Osolan staggered a Stitch monster's sharp axe with his long sword and slid away from the opponent's neck, but was knocked away madly on the verge of death.The three-meter-high suture monster almost made him faint, and his body flying sideways hit the split belly of another suture monster, and his eyes were covered with blood.A banshee quickly moved closer and clawed at his neck with its sharp claws.

"Duo!" A long arrow with hemp feathers accurately pierced the banshee's nothingness body, and the destruction crack surrounded by the arrow tip not only tore her soul apart, but also destroyed the other two monsters.

"Stand back!" Wenn's clear voice came from behind.

The teenagers who had gotten along well immediately covered each other, helped up the wounded, and quickly retreated behind Wayne.

Wayne withdrew his hand, placed three long arrows in his backhand, and shot them at the edge of the cliff where undead emerged.

"Boom!" The bursting three long arrows blew up half of the cliff, and countless undead were buried. Thousands of undead were smashed down by falling rocks while climbing.

Wayne put away his bow and arrow, panting slightly.

As expected, the human body still can't carry its own strength. After only three days, is this physical body about to start to collapse?Sure enough, the lich is still in good health, and there is no need to rest at all.

"Teacher." After cleaning his eyes, Osoran's eyes were red, "You haven't rested for three days, even if you are a ninth-level arrow master, it's almost the same. I don't know when the reinforcements will come. We can..."

"You can't do it!" Wayne interrupted him mercilessly, and at the same time he threw out a throwing knife, which accurately pierced the eyebrows of an undead thief.

The boy's glass heart shattered into pieces.

"Then at least you bandage your hands..." He still didn't give up, fighting weakly for the opponent.

Wayne wanted to dismiss him casually, but seeing the boy sniffling and about to cry, he smiled instead.

"Fool." He reached out and rubbed his short hair, "If you want to shoot the most powerful arrow, then there should be no barrier between me and the bow and arrow." After fighting for so long, the hit rate dropped by 5%. If you can no longer use your fingers flexibly, more than 30% of the arrows you shoot must miss... Thinking of the most basic requirements of hunters, the former hunting emperor Wayne secretly swore: Even if you die, you must never be a parallel hunter !

"But your hand..." The young man looked at the bloody fingers cut by the bowstring, and suddenly felt that he was so useless. Sure enough, without a family, would he be useless...

"Because the time is coming, now is the most critical time." Wayne looked into the distance, "The pile of undead bones is conical, and the speed is faster as it goes up. We all miscalculated the time, and now it is more than eighty meters high. , At most seven hours, Fort Justice will be breached, and Roland can't wait for that time."

"But we have already killed a lot of high-level undead." Osolan could only suppress his worries and try to analyze the current situation. "The command center of the undead is hidden deep in the tide of undead. If they don't come out , then Roland will not be able to kill his own troops. Why does he think we can draw out their command center?"

"It's up to me." Wayne took out a messenger bird he had just received, and gave him a letter from the bird's leg.

"What?" Osolan exclaimed.

"This is the duty of a soldier, go prepare, don't come to the battlefield again, it's not fun here." Wayne smiled slightly, turned around and strode up the edge of the cliff.

Draw the bow.

Different from his usual instant shooting, this time he pulled the bowstring very slowly, and it took a full three seconds.

Three seconds is enough for him to shoot 180 arrows.

Ordinary arrows don't have any vision, just like ordinary people.

But Osoran, who was on the side, felt a huge murderous aura just by taking a look.He has never seen such a terrifying sharp arrow, nor has he seen such a fierce murderous aura. The shuddering and terrifying feeling is like being bitten by a poisonous demon wolf.

Wayne gently closed his eyes and let go.

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In the distance, the leader of the banshee was watching the two battlefields, one big and one small, as if having fun.

"The struggle of life before death is the most beautiful thing. That powerful Arrow Saint, if he is willing to leave the waste around him, he can leave at any time. Unfortunately, he can only wither here, ahhhhhhhh "After a long laugh, Su Yumei sipped a cup of warm blood so that she would not confront the other party head-on. How could her beautiful body be hurt for this reason?

And that lizard who doesn't know what to do, one day, I will make you pay the price, the most undead creature is time.

"Ok?"

Out of a very keen instinctive reaction, she slightly squinted her eyes, and suddenly caught a very fast black shadow at the corner of her eyes, and at the same time a dim light flashed across without any sound.

There was a wave of astonishment in his eyes, and the icy chill seemed to be splashed by cold water, but she and he reacted extremely quickly, grabbing left and right with both hands, and lifted the death knight who was kneeling beside him. Get up and stand in front of you.

Almost at the same time, a horrific and eye-catching head flower exploded, and quickly splashed in the air.

The speed of the flying arrow did not slow down at all, and with a bang, an extremely stern arrow shadow passed through her head in an instant and disappeared into the air.

"Impossible!" The deep fear was like a cold thunderbolt, stinging life from the depths of the soul. This banshee, who is immune to physical attacks, tremblingly caressed her proud face, and found It has been completely torn open by a huge gap.

He ruined my face?

He ruined my face!

He ruined my face! ! !

A hatred more intense than that of being born as a banshee rose up, she raised her head, spread her arms and opened her mouth to let out a scream, a melodious but terrifying scream from the throat of the incorporeal body.

The banshee was born from the soul of a woman who died of torture and pain. She heard the cry of pain echoed and saw other banshees knelt on the ground covering their ears.Their spells came to an abrupt end, and the sound of the incantations changed to screams of pain and horror.The death knight beside him fell down, the armor shattered into pieces and fell down, and the bones were broken under the flesh.

The Banshee's Howl, this is their natural and most powerful weapon.

In her blood-red eyes, that damned hunter rose and fell on the cliff a thousand meters away, and rushed to the back of the mountains, ignoring the group of little bugs he desperately protected.

I don't think about it!

"Banshee troops, chase me immediately, I will throw him into the dead maggot hole, so that he can never die! And those little bugs, catch them for me, don't let any one go!"

Following Su Yumi's order, the sharpest banshee followed the leader and rushed to where the hunter retreated, and the remaining secondary banshees who couldn't keep up with the speed rushed to the teenagers under the cliff.

They are all in the form of void souls, and ordinary damage has no effect on them, except for the holy light.

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Wayne ran wildly in the forest. He was worried that he would lose coordination with his body's motor nerves if he did strenuous exercise (otakus are not very confident in sports), but after running a few laps, he was completely relieved. People saw that they jumped onto a ten-meter-high branch with one kick, and jumped seven meters to the right with force on one leg. If you stand still, you will be at ease.

It is indeed the body I have carefully selected. Although it is not as good as being a lich, the feeling of extreme sports... is really cool. It seems that I have missed a lot of things in the 20 years of living in the palace. ...

If I travel back now, I will definitely be a champion in gymnastics and diving in the 110-meter hurdles!It's trivial for one person to win the World Cup!

It would have been better without those screaming tails behind.

Wayne turned around a huge red pine tree, hid his figure in the dense canopy, restrained his breathing, and used his lich power to freeze the wounds on his hands that were emitting blood.

The biggest reliance in tracking the dead is the induction of the vitality of the living.

He calmly looked at the banshees who were looking for them separately not far away, and squeezed the bow and arrow in his hand.

You are the prey in my trap.

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On the other side, hundreds of golden-winged griffins and paladins have wiped out the banshee army besieging the cliff.

"General Roland, as Prince Jaga, I order you to save Commander Wayne!"

"In the name of the Thornflower family..."

"I am the chief successor to the Senate of the Empire..."

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"You are enough! Only when we leave can we allocate his troops to rescue the mentor!" Osolan shouted suddenly, suppressing their voices, and he turned to stare at the first general of the Church, " I understand your choice! Olanzo remembers this kindness and affection."

"Thank you." Roland didn't make any excuses, but just watched them mount the Griffin indignantly and head back to Fort Justice.

When the last boy mounted the griffin, he quickly ordered: "Target, wipe out the banshee guards."

Looking up for a moment, he whispered: "May the Holy Light bless you, Wayne."

The voice was so low that only he could hear it.