League of Legends Millennium Warlord Chapter 692

Chapter692 Skeleton Dragon, Nether Death

"Holy Light Shock!"

"Holy light shines!"

"The evil is gone!"

"Glorious Holy Shield!"

Under Syndra's absolute suppression on the frontal battlefield, the battle situation became more and more clear. The dark guards rushed forward, and the light sentinels who were free from the rear turned their guns to aim at the moving target in the sky.

It would be fine if there were more than a dozen or twenty. The brilliance shot out by thousands of holy stone weapons hit the aura shield like a violent storm. Even Bean couldn't bear it, but if he didn't support the aura shield Shield, the skeleton Pegasus under him may not be able to withstand such an intense attack.

Lester stood quietly on the ground and watched the slightly embarrassed Bean in the sky,

So what if I can't fly? As long as your strength does not reach the level of Syndra or Misha, you will always be affected in the face of concentrated fire attacks. Even if you are a ghost guard, you have to roll down obediently and be beaten.

Riding the skeletal Pegasus to avoid the attack of the holy light that followed, Bean glanced at the battlefield, his heart sank,

The 5,000 Nether Warriors who have undergone various enhancements are unable to display any combat power under the suppression of the Dark Elemental Mage. They let the enemy rush and kill wantonly, and they have become the experience of the Emerald Leader's training, but they can't attack ordinary soldiers. Otherwise, The mage will find himself directly.

From this point of view, if Seraph was not summoned by Lobito while Seraphim was being lured away by Lobito, the battle would end in a disastrous defeat.

What's more, the elemental mage is currently in a special state of casting spells, and there is no better time than now.

He took out the key of the bone dragon, closed his iron fingers, and crushed it.

In the blink of an eye, a super-large teleportation array spanning 100 meters was built layer by layer with the broken bone dragon key as the core layer. The magic array that mobilized a huge amount of soul energy began to flicker, and lost most of its energy supply. The wall of sighs until now is directly shattered.

Seeing that the shield was broken, another part of soldiers outside the city began to march under the order of Daskell.

"The Nether Bone Dragon, I need your strength! (Lachen language

In the croon of Bean Faron,

The shattered soul energy successfully broke the boundary between the underworld and the material realm, and formed a directional channel through the teleportation array. Ten giant skeleton dragons exuding ghostly death energy spread their wings, covering the sky and the sun in the already dead city. over Knoxland.

Bean, who had obtained authority from the Bone Dragon Key, issued an attack order without hesitation, but it was not aimed at the Sentinels of Light and the Guardians of Darkness on the ground.

The endless dragon soul roared, and the ten skeletal dragons opened their huge mouths, spewing out clusters of slow ghostly death energy in the direction of Syndra.

Although the Nether Death Qi moves at full speed, it is the easiest to attract each other and form a continuous film.

In the blink of an eye, the intertwined ghostly dead energy blocked Syndra's few escape spaces.

Lester's face changed, and he turned his head to look at Syndra who was about to be forced to use magic defense in the sky and yelled.

"Syndra! The death energy of the underworld can ignore any magic defense and cause damage to the soul! Your magic can't stop the erosion of the underworld energy! Use the teleportation magic scroll!"

"Teleporting the magic scroll? No, she can't use it, and she can't avoid it. Not only her, Lester, even you will die here!"

Bean sneered, and charged Lester with a big gun. The path of the charge completely covered Syndra's position, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Lester's heart.

"It will be very painful for you to lose that woman, right? If you can eradicate such a threat, even if you die here, the majesty will definitely agree with me and let me enter the Hall of Valor, right?"

[Do you need me to use the spiritual wind to blow away the death energy of the netherworld? 】

【Thank you Janna, you are already too weak, just leave it to me】

His eyes shifted away from Syndra's body, Lester said calmly.

"I originally wanted to play with you more, but unfortunately you didn't seize this opportunity and chose to attack my woman instead.

I admit, you did give me angry feelings that I haven't felt in a long, long time, thank you for reminding me what anger is. "

To Bean Faron's disappointment, at this moment, Lester did not show remorse or impotent rage, but returned to calm,

The man dropped the huge sword in his hand, picked up the short bow, and drew the bowstring to the full.

Bean Faron, who was charging, was taken aback for a moment, and then directly recognized the short bow in Lester's hand.

"Is this the short bow of the masked spirit?"

Lester didn't mean to answer at all.

"Bean Faron, do you know what the antonym of death is?"

There is no arrow to open the string, and the arrow of life is condensed in the fingers, on the bowstring.

In Bean's view, the vitality that is like drought and rain to living people is no less than the most vicious and deadly sulfuric acid.

The antonym of death is naturally life, and now he is being locked by the 'arrow of life'.

This arrow will easily pierce his perfect body made of ghost energy and soul, slowly and painfully purify his soul, completely cut off his connection with Mittna Lachen, and turn him into a human being in endless pain. ashes.

At this moment, Bien Faron seemed to have returned to the sense of despair and fear that was like facing an abyss when he was just born in the underworld.

He knew that he had come to the end, but on top of the end, he laughed.

"Do you think you have won? Before I die, I will pierce your body and tear your soul apart! The woman you like will die in front of your eyes! It will be your lifelong humiliation!

I'm just the most ordinary member of the underworld, and there are countless strong people above me. Even if you don't die here, Lester, your nightmare has just begun! The Maharaja will plunder everything around you! You're just a lowly..."

The bowstring was released, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

The holy white light was fleeting, passing through Bien Faron in front of him like nothing, and plunged into the fog formed by the dead air of the underworld.

Lester put down his bowstring, looking calmly at the big cross spear that was less than 30 centimeters away from his heart.

The invincible heavy cavalry general is like rice paper ignited by flames, burning white flames from the inside out, and even the skeletal Pegasus whining under its crotch is also in the flames.

This person and horse from the netherworld can no longer make a sound, and witness the withering of themselves in the pain that is unforgettable.

After a few breaths, the flame of life finally spread to the soul weapon that killed countless people. The cross spear that could face the God Killing Blade head-on began to burn from the handle, and finally turned into a little bit of blue fluorescence.

In the purifying flames, Lester heard countless murmurs of gratitude in his ears. Those souls who died under the gun, those souls who made up the body of the gun, and those souls who were tortured and painful in the underworld, finally Liberated in this moment, at least in this moment, they are no longer suffering, but can joyfully embrace the second death.

Lester walked forward against the fiercely burning soul flame storm, passing through the remaining Bien Faron unscathed,

The man looked up at the ten skeleton dragons that were constantly replenishing the death energy of the underworld towards Syndra's position, and opened his bow again.

"You have never been my enemy, even Mordekaiser is not my enemy, I have only one enemy, and that is my own morality."

The second arrow of life shot out, turning into a dazzling white arc that pierced through ten giant skeleton dragons one after another. Vitality and death are intertwined. They are obviously two incompatible attributes, but it seems like fuel is being added to the fire. Usually one point.

Unable to breathe out the dead air from the underworld anymore, the skeleton dragon, like Bean Faron, began to ignite spontaneously. In the holy flames, the skeleton of the dragon was annihilated into powder and drifted away with the wind.

The majesty of the two arrows was still in his eyes, the soldiers cheered excitedly, and Lester raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill all the remnants of the underworld! Come with me to witness the first victory of the living against the dead!"

"Follow Lord Lester to kill the enemy!"

"This city won for Lord Leicester!"

"Skeleton skeleton! Go to hell!"

Seeing the Nether soldiers fall one by one, Lester smiled slightly,

Without the attribute of immortality, without the various enhancements from the black magic lich, although there are many ghost soldiers, they are not the opponents of the light sentinels and the dark guards at all. The holy stone weapons are not vegetarian. , water overcomes fire, wind overcomes earth is the unchanging truth,

Be it the past life or the present life, if the darkness is not too strong, how can it defeat the light? It's just because the light is too rare.

It is not quite accurate to say that Mordekaiser is terrifying and difficult. In his opinion, the difficulty lies in Mordekaiser's own understanding and application of Ochen language and black magic.

The desire to kill and conquer allowed Mordekaiser to obtain the gift of the blood god. With the help of this gift and his own understanding of black magic, he gained a foothold in the underworld, mastered the Ochen language, and understood how to use his soul to achieve his goals. Purpose,

If we can find a way to crack the magic of Lachen and Ochen, Mordekaiser's army will not be able to rely on it. Aside from the strange and powerful Ochen magic, Lester does not believe in the skills he cultivated in the material field. The heroes really can't deal with the Iron Armor Wraith.

Raising his eyes to the dark and dead air that was gradually dimming, Lester secretly thought.

[Not only the holy stone compass in the hands of Darkness, the Sentinel of Light has developed for so many years, there must be more research on the underworld and soul magic, this information has not attracted the attention of the Emerald Leader in the past, it is my own negligence ,

When the south is unified this time, the Emerald Leader must start to study the materials accumulated by the Bright Sentinels over the years, especially the in-depth research on the Lachen and Ochen languages, and create an anti-soul magic that can complement the holy stone weapon.

In addition, the extraordinary combat power of Misha and Syndra, who have been exposed, must be continuously protected to avoid assassination.

Misha doesn't need to worry too much, but Syndra needs to pay attention.

This girl is indeed strong enough, but unfortunately she has too little experience, and my interference has made her a bit rigid and stubborn, and she may not be flexible enough in battle.

Just like this time, if Syndra withdrew the magic in time, she would have a chance to escape the death attack of the bone dragon, but she was hesitant and lost the possibility of escaping...

Maybe I should let that guy LeBlanc educate Syndra himself, just in time for the Immortal Bastion, the first light magic research base is set up in the Black Rose Mage Academy. Pulling over there is enough to sit back and relax...]

The battle outside was coming to an end, but Syndra, who was in the dead air of the underworld, was sweating profusely, huddled motionless and hid beside the intensely consumed Holy Light Arrow, staring unblinkingly at the gradually dimming deadly energy,

Although the life shield supported by the arrow of holy light is a bit dimmer than before, the deadly energy outside the life shield is even thinner, looking unsustainable.

Under the protection of the teacher, she miraculously survived.

After wiping off her sweat, Syndra, who was relaxed, was a little scared. She didn't immediately recognize what the skeleton dragon was spitting out. Because of this small mistake, she almost died.

The jet-black energy lingering around is nothing but the purest and deadliest dead energy from Netherland.

Most of the wasteland in the underworld is filled with ghost energy, which is a weakened version of death energy. Even if it is a weakened version, ghost energy can cause great damage to the soul.

The dead air, which is stronger than the dark air, is located in certain forbidden places in the underworld. The dead air has the effect of being fatal to the soul and interfering with space transmission, and it can also quickly corrode the body, causing the soul with the body to die instantly. Hua~www.mtlnovel.com~Even the powerful souls of the underworld cannot survive in the dead air, and the dead spirits living in the dead air are heresy and evil that transcend the living and the dead.

In addition to being immortal, the undead can also use the dead energy to attack any life they see, forcibly transforming the enemy to form a new undead. The undead in the forbidden area can be called the most incomprehensible enemy.

In Lester's narration, only masked spirits who have mastered special laws can deal with the undead creatures in the underworld. Other than that, no one can use the dead energy, and no one can eliminate the dead energy.

This is also the main reason why she failed to recognize the dead air in the first place.

Thinking about it now, this is the purpose of Mordekaiser stealing the dragon bone and dragon soul from Dragon Island. I don't know what method he used. Mordekaiser gave the skeleton dragon the ability to store and breathe death energy, making the skeleton dragon a The deadliest weapon also makes the death energy appear in the physical realm for the first time.

Syndra, who had sorted out her thoughts a little, couldn't help turning her eyes to the arrow of life that was driving away death for her. Under the warm white light, the woman couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

No matter what kind of problems she encounters, no matter what threats she encounters, that man will always appear by her side to protect her, without wings but better than an angel, pulling her out of the quagmire time and time again.

Whether that man is his close friend, his teacher who taught him how to learn magic, or the emerald leader who holds power, the man named Lester's love for him has not changed, as always.

Syndra doesn't know if this is love, she only knows that she is willing to sink in this love and follow the man named Lester to the end of the world. Previous chapter table of contents bookmark back page

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