Hail the King

The green hills, green grass, strong wind and clear sky completely disappeared at this moment.

The world in front of me is filled with a dead gray atmosphere, the low sky is covered with thick clouds, there is no wind, it is dull and silent, filled with a strange atmosphere of despair and sadness.

None of this is shocking.

The most shocking thing is that the land of this strange world is completely composed of bones as pale as snow. The densely packed bones extend to the endless distance like an ocean, and there are blue will-o’-the-wisps coming from Glittering among the bones, the phosphorescence is faint, and the breath of death circulates.

All of a sudden, it seemed to be driven by some terrifying force. The endless white bones rose and fell one after another like sea waves. The bones rubbed against each other and made a terrible rattling sound, which finally brought a new wave to this deadly silent and desperate world. A trace of sound.

Visible to the naked eye, wisps of gray-white mist emerge from the sea of ​​bones, constantly transforming into phantoms of various creatures struggling and howling before they die. This terrifying scene is like a pair of invisible giant hands tearing at the human body. Heart and soul, deep fear, spread silently.

This gray-white cold mist is the dead breath of the undead.

Here, is a completely dead world.

This is the vision of the great day of Hasselbaink, the necromancer magister-【Death of God】.

Fei is like a bystander or a passer-by, with a calm demeanor, reclined comfortably on the [Throne of Troubled Times], took out the fine wine and delicacies from the storage ring, and began to enjoy them calmly. He has lost too much strength, and needs to replenish it at this time. The little raccoon was sitting in Fei's arms, smiling happily while holding a bottle of wine, with a golden barbecue stuffed in his mouth.

In the sky, a necromancer in light black armor stood like a demon god.

The blood-red cloak rolled silently behind him, like a ball of bright red blood rolling.

On the sea of ​​bones on the ground, Domenech swallowed hard, his throat moved, a mass of fiery red flames enveloped him firmly, resisting the attack of the ubiquitous gray-white undead, he looked around , with a look of despair and shock in the emerald green eyes.

You turned out to be a necromancer. Who are you? A necromancer who can advance to the position of a great sun-level venerable is definitely not an unknown person.

At this time, Domenech finally discovered the nature of his opponent's power.

his heart,

It is sinking little by little.

My name is Jimmy Hasselbaink. The demon god standing in the sky gave the answer.

Domenech only felt dizzy for a while.

This terrifying name possessed magical powers, and almost instantly defeated the last line of defense and the last trace of luck in his heart.

Jimmy Hasselbaink, once the elder of the [Death Temple], one of the members of the elders who held the power of the [Death Temple], is known as the man who is closest to the death god, although the final outcome of the [Death Temple] is to be The various factions of the Holy Vatican worked together to break through, but the man in front of him retreated calmly after beheading countless experts of the Holy Vatican in that shocking battle.

For hundreds of years, the Holy See has regarded him as a thorn in the side and issued a wanted notice to hunt him down across the continent.

But every time he showed up, it was a bloody nightmare that he brought to the masters of the Holy See who went to encircle and hunt him down.

Such a veteran master, a figure like a god of death in the legend, may have fallen below the realm of the Dainichi-level venerables due to endless pursuit, but when he returned to the ranks of the Dainichi-level venerables, he possessed a wealth of knowledge. Combat experience and terrifying methods are definitely not comparable to a 'junior' like Domenech who has been in the ranks of the Daichi class for more than a year.

King Chambord! Domenech suddenly thought of something, fixed his eyes on Fei, and roared: You actually colluded with the necromancer? As the [Son of God] of the Holy See, you dare to collude with the [Death Temple]? ] people, you...

Seriously, your words are really rude. How can you say it's collusion? We're just cooperating, um, just cooperating. Besides, what's so strange about it, Fei Fei leisurely spat out a grape skin, He smiled and said, Everyone has their own secrets. You can kill people from the Holy See. I'm cooperating with a necromancer. What's so special about it?

Domenech: ...

I know this secret. It seems that I must die today? Domenech's gaze returned to Hasselbaink. After all, he is a genius-level figure who has been promoted to the rank of Dainichi-level venerable within a hundred years. , after hearing the opponent's name for the first time and being shocked, he quickly regained his composure, and the huge pressure calmed him down.

In the sky, Hasselbaink did not return.

But that look full of murderous intent and coldness already explained everything.

Alright, let me try, what kind of power does the legendary 'man closest to the god of death' have! Before he finished speaking, Domenech's body flew up, and the orange flame burst from the sky. Domenech's body sprang up crazily, rising into the sky like a volcanic eruption. The next moment, amidst the clear and obscure incantations, a huge flaming orange light sword with a height of more than 800 meters condensed into shape.

Apparently, the white-robed green-eyed sorcerer had been quietly preparing this magic during the time he spoke.

So it's extremely fast when it's displayed at this time.

The sword of flame judgment... cut!

Amidst the slight trembling sound, the huge flaming orange light sword sent out terrifying air waves towards both sides, and slashed towards Hasselbaink in the air.

It was this move that seriously injured Fei before. If it wasn't for that mysterious stone pillar that helped him at the critical moment, His Majesty the King might have been chopped into two pieces at this time. The power of this move can be called terrifying!

But Hasselbaink didn't even lift an eyelid.

It wasn't until the huge blade of the flaming orange light sword was about to hit the top of the head that the undead magister gently stretched out his palm and grabbed the ground. Suddenly, a huge white bone sword appeared in the endless sea of ​​bones on the ground. It is composed of countless large and small bones, leaping up and jumping into his hands.

Undead Wrath Bone Sword... Slash!

Amidst the undead magister's unhurried drinking, the pale white bone sword unexpectedly arrived first, blocking the flaming orange light sword above his head without a second thought.

Boom!

With a huge roar, the pair of gigantic swords finally collided together.

At this moment, the [Sword of Judgment of Flame], which had a terrifying temperature enough to destroy the [Children of Bulkelso's] double sword suit, was held firmly without even cutting off a piece of bone from the pale bone sword. There is only less than five centimeters away from the top of Hasselbaink's head, but it is so close that it cannot be cut any further.

Your strength is still far behind.

Hasselbaink shook his head, raised his arm holding the huge white bone sword, and easily pushed back the flaming orange lightsaber inch by inch, letting the person with the sword close to him No matter how Domenech roared and pressured, it was of no avail.

It's like a duel between a child and a strong man. This is a completely one-sided duel.

In a blink of an eye, the flaming orange lightsaber was negatively pressed back by the white bone sword. Amidst a series of crisp crackling sounds, it broke and shattered, turning into strands of flame elemental power, and scattered in all directions...

Fei, who had been sitting on the [Throne of Troubled Times] watching the battle, was also shocked by the scene in front of him. His Majesty the King was extremely surprised and shocked by the power displayed by the necromancer. The demeanor of a strong man's killer is convincing.

Is this the power of the undead? In the distance, Domenech's heart was shocked, and his figure retreated again and again, staggering, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He was injured by the shock force of the pale white [Undead Wrath Bone Sword], and he really felt the power of the undead magician. In terms of damage, the power of this unique attribute seems to be higher than that of the other five systems Basic elemental power has innate advantages. No wonder the power of the undead is known as the power that can harm the gods of the heavens. It will be cursed by the gods and endlessly hunted down by the strength of the Holy See, who is known as the spokesperson of the gods.

Just a face-to-face meeting, the strength shown by the necromancer has already made Domenech, who has burned more than half of the original power of the flame, despair.

...something darker than dusk, more delicious and brighter than blood, the power of flames from the ancient world, please heed your servant's call, and gather in my hands... with our Power, combined into one... I am willing to ignite the wrath of the God of Fire at the cost of my life, and burn all enemies in front of me...

Domenech's face was burning with complete madness, and he laughed wildly.

Burning the power of the source completely, want to die together? It's a pity that I am an invincible god in this vision of the great sun [Death of God]. The undead magister has so much combat experience that he can see through Domenech at a glance. Wanting to do something, he spread his hands out and raised his head to make a series of strange notes.

Between heaven and earth, the power of death began to change.

Among the endless bones below, suddenly there were huge pale white skeleton palms breaking through the waves, and grabbed the white-robed and green-eyed mage in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Domenech, who was accumulating destructive power, was caught in the palm of his hand.

Pale white palms kept appearing and covering them.

Soon before, the place where Domenech was was covered by the endless bone mountain and sea of ​​bones, just like Wuzhi Mountain overwhelmed Monkey King, completely engulfing the chief royal magician of the Lyon Empire in the endless bones. The snow-white skeletons are closely connected like chains, intertwined one after another, intertwined layer upon layer, releasing wisps of gray-white undead death energy, combining strength and softness, making it indestructible.

The bones formed a huge white peak as high as a kilometer.

Bone Prison Ultimate Edition.

bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! ! !

Soon, bursts of violent explosions came out from the peak of bones, and through the tiny gap, there was faint fire coming out of it.

This is where Domenech blew himself up.

It is a pity that although the bone mountain was violently shaken by the explosion, it never collapsed.

Two or three minutes later, the flame explosion began to stop, and the powerful flame power began to dissipate rapidly, like a torch that was blown out by someone, and the breath quickly disappeared...

People die like lights go out.

Domenech's fire of life is being extinguished.

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