Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 768: Come out! The Skeleton King

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapters of natural disasters!

Remember [.] in one second.

Klein went and returned, and Ron, Friega, and Pamir were surprised and happy.

"You fellow, it's really not worrying... No way, I can only come back and help you..."

A smirk appeared at the corner of Klein's mouth, "What did that life system **** say? It said that our undead system is a humble reptile? Very good! I will soon let you change your arrogant face..." /

After finishing speaking, Klein pulled out a staff from nowhere. This staff was about one meter long, black and transparent. The body was covered with scales, and the top of the staff was a hideous one. Snake head, the snake head opened its mouth wide, spit out a blood-red tongue, and the whole staff exuded the light of sacred objects.

This is the Necromancer’s high-level sacred tool, the "Stand of the Serpent". It has additional bonuses when using plague and toxin skills.

"Wake up, the dragon lurking in the abyss... the gate to the underworld has been opened... the rotten bones... are a symbol of courage. Your appearance makes the world fall into fear..."

While singing in a low voice, Klein once again summoned a frost dragon, and the frost dragon roared, exuding a bone-cold breath.

"Good job! Klein!"

When Ron looked at him, he was shocked, he laughed, "Let this guy see how good our Necromancer is..."

Speaking of which he also waved his dragon bone staff, and not long after, another huge frost dragon appeared in front of the warden.

The two frost dragons kept roaring, the surrounding air had dropped to zero, and the low water puddles on the ground were frozen.

Faced with the threat of the two frost dragons, the warden didn't pay attention to it. He smiled coldly, and the leaves all over his body "wow...wow...".

"Haha... just rely on you... want to deal with me? I just want to say what's wrong? Your undead system is rubbish... and the necromancer in the undead system... is **** among rubbish..." /

"Get out!"

Klein, Ron was furious, and saw the two of them wave their staff, and the frost dragon roared on.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The two giant frost dragons attacked the warden with a powerful posture. For a while, countless frost giants came and completely frozen the warden by dozens of meters.

At this moment, Ron finally understood why Klein only summoned a frost dragon, because in the one-on-one battle between the necromancer and the enemy, the strength of the frost dragon does not happen because of the number. A huge change. On the contrary, because there are too many frost dragons, they often use "instinct" to fight, and when only one frost dragon is summoned, the situation is different.

The Necromancer can not only control the Frost Dragon’s skills, speed, and position, but also control every movement of it. The control is very precise. It is like the hands and feet of the Necromancer, flexible and free, bringing more to a single enemy. A powerful threat.

Looking at Ron having understood all this, Klein slowly nodded, "Yes, Ron, when the Necromancer is one-to-one, precise control is more important than the number..."

Ron nodded, cast a grateful look at Klein, and silently remembered his words.

In the dark, wide underground cave, the warden who cultivated the life force and Ron and Klein who cultivated the undead power fought a life and death battle. In this battle, neither side could withdraw. , Including the warden, if he lets these two people run away from the heavily guarded Batlloth prison, what awaits him will be the severe punishment of the ancient dragon Maxwell.

The powerful breath of life and the breath of death intertwined, causing turbulence in the empty cave. The power of the strong shook the four directions, the earth shook, and countless stones fell from the top of the cave "pupu——" .

Klein and Ron used the curse, soul attack, summoning and other undead magic spells. The two of them cooperated and played vigorously. For a while, they were in a stalemate with the warden.

Furija and Pamir are hiding aside, Pamir is the weakest, only the strength of the sanctuary, coupled with the inconvenience of movement, was frightened and shivered by the powerful force, and Friega was also horrified and dejected. She is a powerhouse in God's Domain, and the gap between her and the two is too great.

"They... are too strong..."

Furijia’s mouth is slightly bitter, and the speaker of the House of Representatives who is calling the wind and rain on the continent of Noah, but in the land of exile, she is only a small role, she can not even participate in Ron, Klein and In the battle between the warden, her participation can only be a burden.

Pamir also sighed, "Yes, I didn't expect the Undead System to have such a strong strength... It is really not easy to be able to tie with the strong of Life System..."

Fulijia was taken aback for a moment, looked at Pamir, a strange flash in her eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Listening to you, it seems that the undead have always been weak. Are they not powerful enough? "

Pamir sighed and explained, "In our opinion, the Undead System is of course extremely terrifyingly powerful, but among the major forces on the main plane, the Undead System is the weakest existence... …"

"The weakest being?"

Pamir’s words make Fulijia do not understand. In her eyes, the undead magic has shown its power. How can such a powerful force be the weakest existence?

Could it be that other forces on the main plane have more powerful forces?

Furija didn't understand. When she wanted to ask further, she saw Pamir shook her head, but didn't say anything.

Fuli Jia had to swallow the question back into her stomach.

As a strong life force, he was selected as the warden of Batlos Prison and he was proud of his strength, but now, being beaten by two small necromancers in turn, his heart is also quite angry.

The two little guys are too harassing. One attack, one cover, one retreat, one break, one injury, one treatment, cooperative tactics, terrifying undead magic, and strange attack methods, making them stronger than them The warden who did not know how many times was quite a headache.

I saw him let out a long roar, "You damn, evil spirits, send me to hell!"

While speaking, the majestic life force came out, the warden's arms shook, and a black stone floated quietly in his two hands like dead branches.

"Be careful, he is going to throw stones!"

Ron was taken aback and immediately reminded him that he had lingering fears about the power of the black stones.

"Rewind!"

Klein's heart was tense, and he ignored the "Bone Spear" that was about to be thrown out, and immediately directed the Frost Dragon to retreat.

The frost dragon also seemed to smell a hint of danger. It desperately flapped its huge wings full of decay, and its huge body quickly retreated.

"Hehe, can you go?"

A glint flashed in the warden's eyes, and the black stone in his left hand threw abruptly.

During the flight, the black stone the size of an apple grew bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it became a terrifying sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"Boom——"

With a loud noise of the mountain and the ground, Ron's frost dragon was smashed into fragments by the black stone thrown by the warden, and turned into a black mist and disappeared into the air.

Klein's frost dragon suffered the same fate. It was quickly bombarded by the black stone thrown by the warden's right hand, and it turned into ashes without even screaming.

What skill is this? so amazing!

A small black stone is like the nemesis of the frost dragon. The powerful and terrifying frost dragon, the most powerful undead creature, is vulnerable to this small stone. In other words, even if Summoning a frost dragon, the end will be like just now, this feeling made Ron and Klein vomit blood in depression.

The Necromancer who has not summoned undead creatures is like a polished commander. Not only is his own safety hard to guarantee, but his strength is also greatly reduced. No, Ron started to summon again.

"Terror Knight!"

"Skeleton Warrior!"

"Skull Wizard!"

"Ghoul!"

"..."

Ron summoned a large number of undead creatures in one breath. For a time, countless undead crawled out of the soil compacted underground, black and black, roaring and waving the weapons in his hand, the number was tens of thousands.

The warden looked at it and laughed, "Sure enough, the undead is the undead, and the trash is the trash. Even with such a low-powered undead creature, dare to call it out?"

As soon as the green robe moved, the warden sent out an air current, full of powerful life breath. When the undead creatures touched these green air currents, they immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

In an instant, Ron summoned tens of thousands of undead creatures and most of them disappeared.

"Damn it!"

Ron was still waiting to continue his summoning, but at this time he was grabbed by Klein.

"Don't summon these low-level undead creatures, these things have no effect on the real strong..."

Klein looked at Ron a little speechless, "I really don't know who taught you your undead magic. You are already a necromancer, do you still summon skeletons to fight like a normal necromancer?"

Klein stared at the warden in green, and his eyes burst into deep disgust. He took a deep breath, "Unless it is a big army battle, never use the "skeleton sea" tactics. , Those unnecessary and large numbers of low-level undead will consume a lot of your soul power. When your soul power is exhausted, you will die miserably!"

Ron quickly calmed down and asked Klein, "Then what should we do now?"

"Although the Frost Dragon is powerful, its actions are too slow. If we want to defeat this guy, we call this thing..."

Klein spoke, opening his mouth and chanting a spell.

Ron listened carefully. He should put the spell into his mind without leaving a word. For him, it was a strange and familiar spell. The strange thing was that Ron had never followed this spell. Huo Meilin had heard it in his mouth, and what he was familiar with was that its summoning method was somewhat similar to summoning a skeleton.

Klein’s voice is getting louder and louder. He waved the "Stand of Hades" in his hand, and a powerful breath of death descended on all sides. With the fullness of his soul power, his body slowly floated up, with pitch-black eyes. It has also become a whole green.

"Come out, King Skeleton!"

As Klein's last syllable ended, a strange monster wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and a huge black mist appeared out of thin air, and then quickly condensed.

After a while, a skeleton giant over ten meters tall stood in front of them.

"This...this is...what undead magic?"

Ron was stunned. He stared at the huge skeleton in front of him that he had never seen before, and saw that it was covered in hard, heavy armor, all wrapped in hard bone armor, and his face was wearing Wearing a skull mask, only revealing a pair of black holes, it wears a crown-like thing on its head, with a huge ruby ​​inlaid in the middle, and it holds a huge two-handed scepter in its hand, the top of the scepter The skull is dazzling.

The skeleton king appeared like a noble king, exuding a strong kingly aura, attracting many skeletons summoned by Ron to worship.

This is the king of skeletons, the king among skeletons...