Wizard: Live hard and you will become stronger

This kind of protective spell is not uncommon. It is also the same situation in the ruins of the Potion Sage that Luo Xi explored before. And in terms of energy coefficient, the ruins of the Potion Sage are actually better than the soul guards here. It's much more powerful.

"The energy intensity is not very strong. The headless horseman just now should have knight-level power, but there are quite a lot of them. And looking at the oil painting, there seems to be a spell caster on it. I don't know what level it is?"

Considering that the knight-level skeletons could be destroyed to pieces before, there must be at least wizard-level ghosts on them.

In other words, it is actually equivalent to an army stationed above, including knights, soldiers, and spellcasters. Using such an army to guard the library shows how much the Tower of Shadows attaches great importance to this place.

"So, how to get up there?"

He did not bring out other alchemy puppets or undead servants for testing. The opponents above were at the soul level. These servants he had now were difficult to deal with, and he had to take action himself.

It is still difficult to deal with this kind of ghost army. The last time he was able to escape unharmed in the Potion Sage's manor was mainly because of Nilu's advantage. The high-level wizard's Cerberus allowed him to crush everything with his hard power.

And now that Nilu is not around, if he had to fight these ghosts purely on his own, even if the intensity is far less than the last manor, it would not be so easy to deal with it.

"Get ready first."

You must go up. It took a lot of effort to get to the wizard-level library. If you don't read the knowledge inside and see the paintings, then even Luo Xi will not forgive himself.

After thinking about it, Luo Xi took out the space gem and quickly arranged a space anchor point in the hall. When he encountered a problem that he couldn't handle and was in trouble, he could quickly teleport down through the space gem.

These ghosts are obviously imprisoned in the corridor above by the magic circle. They cannot leave the corridor at will. When they encounter danger, they can escape the danger as long as they leave the corridor.

"good luck!"

Finally, he took out the Death Scythe and held it in his hand. Luo Xi took a deep breath and walked up the spiral staircase.

step.

two steps

ten steps

Soon, the end of the stairs appeared in front of him again, and Luo Xi once again stepped onto the corridor above.

The same sense of distortion struck again, and this time the sense of distortion was even clearer because I was there in person. The short corridor visible to the naked eye instantly stretched to hundreds or thousands of meters.

Those weird bursts of ridicule sounded in my ears at the same time.

"Hahaha! Another one, another one!"

"Huh? This smells so familiar. It seems to be the one that was chopped off just now!"

"Idiot, they are obviously the same!"

"Cut it off! Cut it off!"

The oil painters laughed at Luo Xi and prepared to attack him in a show of force.

"Foolish intruder, have a taste of Conard's cross sword!"

A war horse neighed, and it was still the headless horseman from before. It was the oil painting hanging on the outermost side, and it seemed to be attacking in this order.

"Ta-ta! Ta-ta!"

Amidst the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, the headless horseman rushed out of the painting on his horse and raised his cross sword to strike at Luo Xi.

Luo Xi, who was well prepared, turned sideways and calmly avoided the charge of the Headless Horseman. At the same time, he raised the death sickle in his hand and slashed towards the Headless Horseman.

A layer of faint blue soul flame burned on the blood-red scythe, and the intertwining of red and blue looked particularly strange.

Unlike before, no matter how he attacked, it was of no avail. This time, Luo Xi's scythe struck heavily on the Headless Horseman's body. The scythe under the blue flames split open the entire Headless Horseman in an instant and quickly burned it.

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream rang out, and the head held by the Headless Horseman was twisted to the point of deformation, letting out a painful wail.

The oil paintings on the wall all changed their expressions, stopped laughing now, and began to curse angrily.

"Damn, what did you do!"

"You damn intruder, how dare you attack Conrad!"

"Kill him!"

It was like throwing a huge boulder into a calm lake and causing thousands of waves. The ghosts in the corridor suddenly became excited.

They cursed angrily and rushed out of the painting one after another. In an instant, an army gathered in the corridor and rushed towards Luo Xi with murderous intent, as if they wanted to chop him into pieces.

The farmer held up his pitchfork, the blacksmith held up his giant hammer, the pirate took out his sickle, and the wizard held up his wand, all swarming towards Luo Xi like a tide.

Facing this oncoming attack, Luo Xi did not appear panicked at all and calmly waved the death sickle in his hand to fight back.

The blue flame burning on the scythe is the soul flame, which can effectively attack these soul bodies. Every time the scythe is swung, one or even several soul bodies will inevitably fall under his scythe.

In front of Luo Xi's 36% soul tempering speed, it is simply difficult for an ordinary soul body to fight against it.

For a moment, he was like a real god of death, shuttling among the ghost army, calmly waving his sickle and harvesting souls.

Ordinary blacksmiths, farmers, ladies, etc. were the first to be killed. These were relatively weak souls that could not withstand a single blow from the scythe. They had no defense at all and were all annihilated by the soul flame of the scythe.

After these were over, it was the turn of ordinary soldiers. These were the largest, probably numbering in the hundreds.

They are stronger than those of farmers, but their strength is also very limited. Basically, one can be taken away in two or three hits.

The soldiers will then become knights. There are more than a dozen knights like the Headless Horseman here, and their strength ranges from junior to senior knights.

If faced with real knights in the secular world, Luo Xi could easily deal with them even if the number was ten times more. But these ghost knights here are more difficult to deal with. After all, Luo Xi lacks any effective offensive spells to deal with them, so he can only One by one, he slashed hard with the sickle.

In addition to knights, there are also spellcasters. These spellcasters release some spiritual spells, similar to the soul blow caused by screaming in the previous commissioner, which is very troublesome.

There are simply not many spellcasters here, and they are only apprentices, so their impact on Luo Xi is relatively limited.

Just take the Death Scythe and slash it here and there, killing all the way!

Luo Xi fought his way through the dense corridor with pure brute force.

If it were placed on a real battlefield, both sides would definitely be covered with mutilated corpses. The pungent smell of blood could make people faint. If there were only soul bodies here, there would be no such problem.

The battle lasted for more than twenty minutes, and Luo Xi finally killed the last soul body.

The originally noisy corridor suddenly regained its tranquility.

At the same time, Luo Xi discovered that the previously twisted and lengthened corridor had unknowingly returned to its original appearance. The oil paintings on the wall were still hanging there, but they had turned into ordinary oil paintings, and the portraits inside did not change. Can't move or speak.

It was as if everything before was just an illusion, there was no ghost army at all, and there was no fighting.

"What a wonderful magic."

With a sigh in his heart, Luo Xi came to the end of the corridor and entered the library at the end.