Lord of the Oasis Chapter 255: .Appointment from the Pope

"Protect the Lord!"

Sergeant Rhodok raised his broad shield directly in front of Kant.

The blown skeletons were all over the hall, but it didn't last long. In a short while, it subsided with the severe coughing sound in the ear.

Invisibly, the hot wind disappeared.

On the stone platform, the old man wearing a golden robe and holding a scepter stood up.

But now he's hunched over and coughing heavily.

The voice was terrifying.

It took a while to stop, the golden crown on the top of the head fell to the ground, and the whole person muttered to himself in despair: "After the fall of the gods, is it already the era of the end of the law? Could it be that I transformed into a divinity? The lich has failed, no, I sacrificed so many gods, and the transformation failed... This is impossible..."

"Whoosh-"

A mournful whistle of arrows appeared in the hall.

The cone-headed arrow rubbed the old man's temple and fired, and nailed it heavily to the statue behind him.

The sound of gold and iron intermingled sounded.

The waist of the statue is completely penetrated by the conical arrows fired from the full bow.

It was only then that I discovered that the statue was actually made of gold. It was just that some weird things had been drenched on it, and it had been contaminated with a lot of dust over time, so that it looked like a stone.

"Old man, I think you should calm down."

The Ravenston Ranger who shot the cone-headed arrow spoke slowly: "Or, the evil undead."

The mages have determined that the old man is undead.

It can be known from the strong negative energy contained in the body, but there is still some positive energy. Although the two have a great conflict, they can still maintain a fragile balance.

That's why the mages didn't ask Kant to order and directly deal with the old man.

"But will he listen to us?"

Kant smiled faintly.

Looking at the old man, he opened his mouth and said: "Even the humble slave shouted out, then this matter will definitely not be handled lightly, even if I think, he will not do it."

In the age of the gods, humans were slaves.

Kant knew this.

If a former slave owner, after losing power, finds that his slave has occupied his homeland and gained new rights, how can he relax and shake hands with his former slave?

Or if you know that you don't even have the qualifications to shake hands, you want to be a slave instead?

Peace will not come.

The old man who claimed to be the Pope turned his head and glanced at the destroyed statue. The old face was expressionless, only the gray, bloodshot eyes showed a bit of insulted anger: "The humble Human slaves, you have betrayed the gods, if it weren't for you, I would not have stolen the fallen godhead, and tried to protect the dying Sun Holy City with the help of divinity and the body of the undead!"

He spoke slowly, his voice extremely hoarse: "Even in the age of the end of the law, I can still use the power I obtained in the gods. This is the power of the gods, the power that you humans absolutely cannot touch!"

The golden scepter lights up.

But through, another scream appeared in his ear instantly.

A cone-headed arrow came in an instant and shot directly on the golden scepter in his hand. He couldn't hold it with one hand, and instantly bounced off with the cone-headed arrow and smashed into the pile of skeletons.

"Perhaps you didn't understand."

Kant said slowly: "Now is the age of mankind."

After a pause, Kant looked at the old man who hadn't reacted yet, and said lightly: "If you want to die, I can fulfill you, and even if it is an undead, I can completely destroy your body."

But what responded to him was the fluctuating temperature.

And the old man who called himself the Pope and stared fiercely at Kant, from the hatred in his heart!

"There's nothing to talk about then."

Kant speaks in a calm tone.

Turn his head to look at the four Ravenston Rangers next to him and said, "Kill him."

"Whoosh-"

A shrill scream appeared in an instant.

The four cone-headed arrows smashed the obstacles of the void directly, and nailed them into the eyes, between the eyebrows and the mouth of the old man.

The old man, who was between life and death, was instantly brought back by the huge force, and the black and golden liquid splashed out, causing him to fall on his golden chair. .

"It's not over yet."

The mages opened their mouths to remind.

On the stone platform in front, the old man who fell on the golden chair slowly raised his head.

The face has been destroyed by 4 cone-headed arrows and has no expression.

Even the mouth was completely torn, and sharp cone-headed arrows pierced out from the back of the head, including the arrows between the eyebrows and the eye sockets, which were stained with jet black and golden liquid, and fell to the ground ticking.

But the old guy is still alive.

"This is the undead constitution, and there is no vital and weak point of flesh and blood."

The mages immediately explained: "The best way is to completely destroy their flesh, or directly crush them at the soul level." After a pause, their tone of voice was a little regretful: "If there is a priest in the inquisition, This, it is estimated that as long as the dispelling spell is used, this old guy who has become an undead will directly burn his soul and die completely."

Kant said lightly: "It's a pity that I don't have a priest in the Inquisition, but I don't think it's a problem to destroy this guy's body."

Waves forward.

The Ravenston Ranger continues to shoot.

The swooshing sound is incessant, and a cone-headed arrow arrives in a blink of an eye.

The throat, heart, arms, knees, and lower abdominal organs were all nailed with cone-headed arrows.

The force brought by the shooting even made this undead, who was covered with arrowheads, fall down on the golden chair, trembling all over, but he couldn't stand up, even if he wanted to make an angry sound, Also because of the cone-headed arrows that pierced the flesh directly at the mouth and throat, it can only make a loud sound.

Even the abyss demons with terrifying defenses will be slightly broken by the cone-headed arrows, but the lich with the body of the undead will still be shot into hedgehogs by these top archers with the cone-headed arrows that can pierce armor!

And Sergeant Rhodok.

They looked grim and strode forward.

This time, the long-handled machete like an axe and halberd in their hands clenched tightly, and as they strode forward, they aimed directly at the old man's chest. They originally went for the purpose of killing!

Sgt. Rhodok's companions are behind him.

But he has a broad shield in his left hand and a pickaxe-like mace in his right.

After approaching, the axe and halberd spear instantly nailed the old man's body, and at the same time the mace, rudely slammed into the back of the head and the fragile torso.

With the muffled sound of puff puff, a stream of catkin-like golden light emanated.

Black smoke is also in the air.

The entire old man's body was dismembered, and dark black and golden liquid flowed.

The hall is filled with cold, overcast winds and constantly rising temperatures.

"Solved."

The mages spoke, with a bit of luck in their voices.

Looking at the completely motionless corpse that was chopped into minced meat, he said calmly, "This lich is not sealed, but has been sitting motionless for thousands of years, once The ability has long since dissipated over time, leaving only an empty shell."

"That's good." Kant nodded and raised his hand to stop.

If it is a Lich at its peak, it is estimated that it will be able to fight against the peak of the terrifying abyss demon.

The high-end combat power of the undead race is not weaker than that of other races.

And want to be a lich, at the very least knowledgeable and powerful mage.

For example, this old man who was wearing a golden silk robe, a golden crown on his head, and a golden scepter in his hand, claimed to be the Pope of the Sun God Cult, but was easily killed by Kant's troops.

His history can definitely reveal the secrets of the era that Kant did not understand.

The true history of the Age of the Gods.

Although Kant is puzzled, he is not at all curious about history.

He can choose to know, and he can also choose to kill the lich and let him know who is the protagonist now.

Strength is everything.

Since this old lich who has just woken up still dares to treat humans as slaves in the age of the gods and treat him rudely, then Kant also doesn't need to be polite.

If you don't choose peace, then please go back to his time and accompany the dead wreckage!

"There are soul fluctuations!"

At this moment, the mages instantly raised their staffs with solemn expressions.

Sergeant Rhodok quickly retreated from the stone platform ahead.

At the place where the corpse had been chopped into pieces, faint black smoke kept coming out, condensing into the appearance of a human body, it looked like the pope lich just now, with his eyes closed and his body covered in black. The smoke thickened, and it brought a faint yin wind, which added a bit of terror.

It is really like a demon from the underworld, a ghost that survived in the age of the gods. With hatred for the living, he will completely destroy this world.

But when he opened his eyes.

It is a golden shimmer.

The appearance of the ghost is very conspicuous, but the golden light gradually occupies the main limbs and veins in the body along with the body composed of black smoke, and converges at the heart to form a golden sphere.

"I... failed..."

His lips parted, but his voice seemed to come out of nowhere.

My eyes swept across the hall full of skeletons and skeletons, and regret and self-blame like the living appeared in it: "I sacrificed all the gods to the plane of the dead...Using the godhead of the sun god's fall, In the end, he did transform into a divine lich...but lost his will and became a manipulated puppet..."

This ghost with a golden glow looked at Kant ~IndoMTL.com~, and he seemed to understand something: "Human...you betrayed the gods...you also betrayed the devil...I didn't expect that the gods died. Fall...after the defeat of the demon...it turned out to be you who occupied the mainstream of this world...but it doesn't matter...it's better if it's not the devil who controls the world..."

"Who are you?" Kant frowned slightly.

The wizards beside them were carrying staffs, and the soldiers watched with equal vigilance.

This is the first time they have seen this apparently intangible ghost!

The ghost that gradually revealed an old face appeared, the same face as the old man just now, but with a little more popularity brought by the expression, but the voice became weaker and weaker, and seemed to disappear at any time: "I ?I am... a poor puppet... a poor fellow trying to use other powers to protect his homeland and clan... but I am going to dissipate now, before that... human nobles... go to the holy city of the sun to the north... put the gods The woman rescued the coffin of eternity...hold my scepter...you will be...the new...pope of...the Cult of the Sun..."

PS: This volume is a very important foreshadowing, connecting the entire setting background. In other words, I want some recommended tickets and monthly tickets...