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"...Tifa..." Shutla stood in front of Qi Yang with difficulty, and it was rare for a proud Dragon Whisperer to show such an expression of shock mixed with awe, "You..." He unconsciously used reverence "Are you that Asius?"

The undead creature showed a sinister smile: "Do you think there is any lich in this world who dares to be called Asius?"

Asius grinned, the flames in his eyes flickered even more, making his face pale. He landed in front of the two living creatures, and licked his own claws leisurely——the undead creature's purple tongue ran across the scales. Seeing Shutla's whole body trembled, but Qi Yang Qingyue's voice suddenly sounded behind him——

"Weren't you the Knight Commander when you were alive? The Paladin Commander, you were actually a child?"

The aura was suddenly suffocated, Asius's wings drooped obviously, and then Qi Yang continued, "I remembered, the role played by Teacher Amir in the performance of the sage celebration was senior you, No wonder you said that your image was not right, so you were still underage when you died?"

Underage, with a good knife in his hand... a heart full of crap... Asius slowly retracted his wings, resumed his disguise, and was still a pink and tender boy with curly blond hair.

"Of course not. A lich is an undead, and the soul of an undead is immortal, but if you die for too long, your original body will naturally break down." For the sake of his own reputation, Asius decided to give this visitor from another world Popularize the knowledge, "Will you wear a suit of clothes for a lifetime?"

So Qi Yang silently imagined a scene where the ghost struggled to "wear" his body...

"But these days are no longer the age of legends. How can it be so easy to pick up a fresh corpse that looks decent, is basically intact, and has not been claimed yet!" Asius spit out the voices of all the undead, "Don't say little Son, I've seen an unlucky guy use a dog's corpse, you can't just float around with one soul..."

"But...at least 5000 years!" Shutla said suddenly, "It's been 5000 years since you were alive, sir, and you still exist."

The Lich's expression suddenly felt a little lonely. He sighed. The young man's appearance couldn't hide the traces of his soul that had gone through a long time. He said: "The undead exist because of obsession."

5000 years, didn't let it go?Qi Yang was also surprised, for a person who should have died to give up eternal sleep and return with an attitude of being neither alive nor dead, from now on he is neither a living person nor a dead person. I’m not full of such trivial things, but no matter how big the obsession is, it will be diluted by time, the obsession will disappear, the lich will naturally ascend to heaven, and the soul will leave-but I can’t let it go for 5000 years. What kind of obsession is this? ?

"Okay! Gossip time is over! Let's talk about this later." I don't know if it's because of "wearing" a boy's skin, but the majestic undead monarch put on a vigorous posture and shouted, "I feel A bunch of people came outside the forest, I don’t know what it is! Let’s go! Let’s drive them away!”

With that said, he took out two skull masks and threw them over.

"Put it on, let's go, my death knights!" He said to Qi Yang and Shutla and made a forward gesture.

Qi Yang: "..."

Shutla: "..."

Where did the legendary paladin leader who was still calm, steady, generous and benevolent even after death go?Time is the scariest magic in the world.

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"Legends say that the monarch of the undead—the Lich King Asius, who was the head of the Holy Knights of the Temple of Light during his lifetime, was unfortunately killed when he led the army against the first generation of apostles of the Goddess of Annihilation Rasylvia, but his The soul did not leave, but returned as an undead, continued to fight at the forefront, and did not leave quietly until the end of the war. It was the first paladin leader who died in the history of the two major faiths fighting against the Abyss Council, and also The only holy priest who was resurrected as the Return of the Undead."

Ronan and his student, Puff, were walking in the valley together. The Shadowmoon Priest Group encountered an ambush, and the rest of the priests gathered together to attract firepower, while Ronan and his student walked the other way alone, throwing off the abyss The parliament, forcibly breaking through the siege and rushing back to the temple—because it just received a subpoena, saying that the change in the southern dense forest is a major event, and it may be related to the disappearance and appearance of a race, and the supreme leader must sit in person.

"This is a rumor from the outside world." Ronan was telling this story to Puff, "It is said that the road we are walking is the road that led the army of undead back when the knight commander Arthur was resurrected. Of course, The direction is the opposite of where we are now."

"Logical loophole!" Puff said to the teacher while eating a food with the same name as her puff, "According to the first article of Chapter 1 of "Introduction to Undead Spells": Creatures that do not have undead spells themselves are not It is possible to transform into an undead by itself, this is the most basic common sense of necromancy, so no matter how resentful the knight commander is, he cannot turn himself into an undead by himself, there must be a necromancer present!"

"So there is still a difference between legends and facts." Ronan spread his hands, "Don't blindly believe in stories. For example, the outside world also said that I am a pornographic violence maniac who only knows how to sleep with others."

"Teacher, your violence is true, but pornography... Teacher, aren't you really a virgin?" Puff showed a strange expression, "If I remember correctly, you were fighting with your senior sister back then, and you accidentally saw it. The [-] forbidden fanfic drawn by my senior sister led to—”

"Shut up!" Ronan's forehead was full of veins, black history!That is black history!If it wasn't because he accidentally saw that thing, how could he be beaten into a pig's head by his senior sister because he was so shy and embarrassed that he forgot the spell?

Puff continued to chant: "Since then, teacher, you have been pretending that you are a carnivorous/sexual maniac..."

"Shut up!!!" Ronan's face turned dark, "Do you want to be confined?"

In fact, almost everyone in Shadow Moon knows about that period of black history, but now what makes Ronan's face as black as the bottom of a pan is - whenever he mentions whether he is in this problem, he thinks of some damn pervert!I don't know if that pervert is dead!If you are not dead, you should pull it out and whip the corpse!No, only when you die can you flog the corpse.

Ronan was so angry that he was confused, but suddenly calmed down: "Puff, stop."

"Ok?"

Ronan pulled out his magic wand and looked around. This was an open area in the valley, but it was like a big basin, sunken downwards. The surrounding cliffs were so high that you couldn't see anything above it.

"Get out! How dare you play tricks in front of me?" The dark element exploded with a bang, and the valley reverberated with rumbling vibrations.

Then the person hiding in the dark appeared—but the way of appearance actually overwhelmed the terrifying momentum erupted by the priest, because the opponent was——

"Floating fighter?" Puff screamed.

A total of twelve large floating machines are much slimmer than the big belly of the airship, but the airship only holds people and not bombs!Twelve hovercraft equipped with magic cannons rose slowly from the top of the valley, and the energy slots at the mouths of the magic cannons were lit with a very dangerous blue halo.

"It's really a waste of money." Ronan gritted his teeth, and the veins in the hand holding the magic wand bulged. The twelve aeroplanes had a total of 24 magic muzzles, and firing them together was enough to blow up the valley!This new type of weapon was only recently produced, and even the armies of many countries did not use it as a standard configuration—because of the high manufacturing process, production cost, and difficulty in operation, Ronan knew that the Holy Dragon Empire did not pay much attention to technological defense, they only had Four fighter planes capable of carrying magic cannons, maybe there will be a little more in Oslant, but it will not exceed twenty——

"Twelve planes were dispatched to deal with the mere two of us. You really think highly of us!" Ronan chuckled.

"Your Excellency is the priest with the strongest dark faith. We know we are no match for Your Excellency." A reply came from a fighter plane.

Indeed, as a top-notch great magician, Ronan's fighting power alone is comparable to that of an army.

"The Abyss Council... is quite capable, and has developed so many floating fighters without anyone noticing..."

Compared with the temple, which tends to heal, the Shadow Moon, which can be easily pulled out, is indeed more fearful to the Abyss Council, especially the priests in the temple can summon the undead, and they bring their own undead army——

But Ronan didn't summon the undead. In the face of heavy firepower, the undead were cannon fodder and had no effect at all. His thoughts ran quickly, and he took the lead in raising his staff, and a huge dark blade flew into the sky.

The airborne fighters all lit up their protective covers, and collided with the magic together—boom—the magic dissipated, and the protective covers only shook a little, without any damage.

It turned out to be waiting here!Ronan snorted coldly, no wonder the two of them rushed out so easily just now, they actually hid the real killing move.

"Puff, find a way to run, I will drag them!"

"But teacher—"

"You, as my heir, can't both of us be here?" Ronan smiled proudly, "However, I really want to try these scraps of iron, just how powerful they are!"

The logo of the Abyss Council was uniformly printed on those fighter planes—the weeping Goddess of Annihilation Lacivia, neatly arranged in an encircling circle.

"Still running? Don't get in my way!" Ronan grabbed the puff, and a death knight appeared beside him, took the puff under his arm, turned and ran.The Abyss Council seemed to want to kill two people, and immediately two fighters chased in the direction of Puff.

"You look down on my apprentice so much? Just two?" Ronan laughed loudly, and behind him, the dark elements instantly rose from the ground and condensed into a black wall, blocking Puff's way of escaping. The wall was very high, blocking the fighter plane as well. After returning, the wall formed by the dark elements turned into a giant spider web following Ronan's spell, stretching out ropes and flying towards the fighter plane.

Boom, boom, behind Puff, Ronan fought against twelve fighters alone, and the sound of repeated explosions echoed throughout the valley.

"Master Thrall is really amazing!" A high-ranking apostle proudly said to Thrall, "With your improved magic circle, we can build these fighters at once, and their power is not inferior to those made by those big countries!"

The apostles were collectively wearing black robes. Thrall was standing among them, in the control room of one of the twelve fighter planes. He was the only one in the room who was doing specialization. For some reason, he was wearing a white shirt and a white shirt. Trousers, especially abrupt.

Through the monitoring device, one can see Ronan on the ground, surrounded by dark elements, and the priest is located in the center of the black storm. From this height, the priest in the storm looks particularly slender and fragile, although he himself is also tall Relatively delicate.

"As expected of the leader of Shadow Moon." The apostle of the Abyss Council also praised, "Let's see if he can resist the power of the magic cannon!"

Twelve fighter planes and 24 magical cannons aimed at the priest on the ground. Ronan raised his eyes and looked around. There was no way to escape in any direction.

"50.00% charge." The turret operator reported.

The muzzle began to emit a blue halo, and the space was distorted by the powerful energy fluctuations. Ronan had no way to retreat, and he could not retreat—bear the name of the contemporary Priest of the Moon, facing the Abyss Council, his honor Nor would he be allowed to make evasive moves.

The black magic element was almost materialized, surrounding Ronan, a gap was opened from the ground, and white bones were connected to form a bone wall.

"emission!"