Necromancer Doomsday

"The Sinking Wizard: Hell Demon Race, projection, Level 2."

The Sinking Wizard, looks like the chief of an African tribe, of course, its skin is dark red, and its head It seems to have a pair of golden horns, a necklace of white fangs hung around his neck, a skull flag stick in one hand, and a Michelle long machete in the other.

Although there is no sunlight, there is still a faint cold glow on the scimitar.

Even though several dozen meters away, Tang Fan's gaze is still involuntarily attracted by the scimitar. He is sure that the scimitar is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Looking down at the machete in his hand, and then at the machete, Tang Fan has an urge to throw the machete away.

The body of the sinking wizard is thin and trembling when walking. The skull flag stick is supported like a cane, like a foot stepping into the coffin. Every step it takes, it It made Tang Fan think it was about to fall or even die.

However, the level of the Sinking Wizard is higher than the Sinking Demon. Tang Fan keeps telling himself that he must not be underestimated, and he must be cautious and cautious. Who knows what looks like a dying thing? The means of terrifying.

After killing a Sinking Demon, the saber man and the young man with an iron pickaxe also saw the appearance of the Sinking wizard. However, they don't have the ability of Tang Fan, so naturally they cannot know that the Sinking Wizard is a more terrifying existence than the Sinking Demon.

The saber man is better. After all, he is a person who has experienced wind and waves, without the frizz of youngster. The young man who had just killed a high-spirited and vigorous iron pickaxe, was full of enthusiasm, ignoring the other two sinking monsters who seemed to flee in embarrassment, shouted, raised the iron pickaxe, and rushed towards the sinking wizard.

"Wait." The saber man always felt something was wrong, and quickly roared.

But the young man with iron pickaxe didn't look back, just shouted: "Look at me killing it."

The seemingly muddy eyes of the sinking wizard suddenly revealed a fierce light , I saw its lips quivered a few times, and in less than two seconds, the skull flag staff waved casually.

With a cry, a strong red mist suddenly appeared from the skull's eye socket and mouth at the top of the flag stick. The mist quickly gathered in a second and turned into a football-sized Fireball. .

Fireball is like a shooting star, dragging its long flame tail, and shooting at the young man with a high speed of two ten meters per second.

The blazing high temperature assaults the senses, the young man with iron pick is only 20 meters away from the sinking wizard.

It took almost a second, and the young man with the iron pickaxe was frightened, and it was simply too late to dodge.

With a bang, Fireball hits the young man with an iron pick, the fire star splashes like a firework burst, the body of the young man with an iron pick, under the impact and explosion of the Fireball, all split up and in pieces are scattered, even screaming None was sent.

With a clang, the flying iron pick fell more than ten meters away, smashing a small hole in the hard ground, and flames burned on the iron pick.

Fire stars fell one after another, against people’s completely dull faces. On the ground, the young man’s corpse was surrounded by flames and burned, making the sound of chi chi, and his head was rolling all the way with flames. A scorched trace was left on the ground.

Terror, shock, despair, and silence.

The sinking wizard seemed to have done something insignificant, and saw its lips shake again a few times, and a golden rays of light flashed on the skull, a little bit like a cold star in the night sky.

As the Sinking wizard waved the skull and crossbones staff, a cold star-like golden rays of light suddenly appeared on the dead man’s corpse that was killed by the saber man and the iron pick young man. Then, this one The wound on the sinking demon's body, blood flowed back, and healed in the blink of an eye, a carp struck him up, and the sinking demon stood up again.

"Mom, run away."

"monster......monster......"

"wu wu......Don't kill me......"< /p>

It's messed up. Those who reacted to it are messed up. A Fireball directly blows people up and all split up and in pieces. The dead monster is not only resurrected but also full of blood. This is beyond To the limit they can bear, it's good not to crash on the spot.

The face of the saber man became extremely ugly, and the monster that tried his best to kill was resurrected with no difficulty.

Is there really no way to survive?

The dozens of people behind, some squatted in the corner shivering coldly and crying, some panicked and ran to the stairs. What they discussed just now about leaving here together has already been lost. No one remembers the horizon.

After the sinking wizard resurrected the sinking demon, he continued to walk forward. It was very slow, like a tortoise, taking a few steps to walk almost five times that of a normal person.

The sinking wizard stopped again, looking towards the saber man with fierce eyes.

When the saber man saw this look, he suddenly felt like he was cold in the ice cellar. He recalled the scene where the young man with the iron pickaxe was blown up by a Fireball all split up and in pieces. Can't restrain fear.

With a cry of exclamation, the saber man retreated quickly. Even though it was psychological fear, he knew better that he could not turn his back to the monster, especially a monster that would release Fireball's high-speed attacks.

Sure enough, the fallen wizard chanted the spell again and waved the skull flag stick. A burst of hot red fog reappeared, and a Fireball quickly shot at the saber man.

The distance between the saber man and the sinking wizard is more than five ten meters. It takes two and a half seconds for the Fireball to fly over these five ten meters, which is enough for the saber man with rich combat experience to respond Up.

Rolling to the side on the spot, only a scorching breath quickly rushed past.

A bang came from behind, Fireball blasted on the wall behind, fire star mixed with high-temperature cement fragments flew away, and the two were so scared that their legs were soft and squatted in the corner and howled The person was directly splashed by hot debris and fire star.

The terrifying shards broke through their skin and pierced into the flesh until the skeleton, sparks falling on their clothes and hair, suddenly burned, and the fire became bigger in the blink of an eye.

"Ah...help..."

"Help me...I don't want to die yet..."

Two burning men are here The ground rolled around, crying bitterly, but their voices gradually became faint until they were completely gone. The fire on their bodies was immortal and still burning.

The big saber saw two people who were alive, burned alive, and there was a desolation and deep anger in his heart for no reason.

"Come on, monster." The saber man quickly got up, holding the sword in both hands and facing the sinking wizard, loudly roared, and said: "It’s either you or I die today."

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