Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

"Force is necessary to maintain peace. I showed you my force. I believe you can understand what I mean." The troll raised his head, looked at Li Ziyu standing on the city wall, and said calmly.

That looks like a strong man showing off his muscles, saying "I am very strong and powerful. Don't resist me, but listen to me."

Li Ziyu didn't like this look.

The troll is threatening him. Obviously, the troll is proving that I have the ability to easily kill your undead, and I can also easily kill you.

Accept the troll's "peace", everything is easy to say, hello, me, hello, everyone, and he will turn around and leave.

But if he doesn't accept it, the trolls will teach Li Ziyu a lesson and then let him accept it.

Facing the threat of the troll, Li Ziyu was happy, "Well, indeed, you showed me your force. I feel that your force is very good. So, please allow me to show you my force."

As he spoke, Li Ziyu turned around and shouted, "Damenlevsky, someone is knocking on the door! Bepta, come out to greet the guests!"

Following his shout, a figure soared into the sky in the rat-dead border city and fell heavily.

With a rumble, a large pit appeared on the ground.

The troll looked towards the center of the pit, where there was an extremely strong and burly man squatting half-crouched.

The big man lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes, but he could see the smile on his lips.

It was a smile from the heart, just like a child seeing his parents buy him a favorite toy.

Damenlevsky stood up straight and looked at the troll with burning eyes.

The moment he raised his head, a majestic and violent aura exploded from Damenlevsky's body. Even the surrounding undead felt this aura and retreated one after another.

The troll's eyes suddenly opened wide as he faced the aura, and he looked at Damenlevsky in front of him in disbelief.

So strong!

This power is so majestic!

who is he? !

Really human?

This power is not something humans should have.

Feeling the impact carefully, the troll felt as if he was being targeted by a terrifying giant beast.

There is a cold flavor in the power.

"Are you...from the Northern Territory?" the troll asked with some uncertainty.

"Yeah." Damenlevsky nodded vigorously and said with a laugh, "I didn't expect that someone here would recognize me. I'm very happy."

"Are you a hero?!" The troll's voice rose a lot, and he asked with surprise and surprise.

Even the news that the Lord of the Undead was a human didn't surprise him to this extent.

There are heroic tribes everywhere, but as long as they are heroic tribes, they are rare. Any heroic tribe represents one thing, and that is strength!

They are born powerful!

with no exceptions.

Damenlevsky moved his neck and shoulders, and his muscles swelled even more, giving him a stronger sense of strength.

Although Damenlevsky did not answer, the troll had already determined in his heart that the guy in front of him was definitely a hero from the Northern Territory.

"You are from the heroic race, why are you hanging out with the undead?" the troll asked in confusion.

He didn't wait for Damenlevsky's answer, but saw a strange guy flying out of the rat-dead border city.

Void Lord!

Beepta's appearance is so easy to recognize that the trolls don't even need to ask, they can tell just by looking at it.

He withdrew his gaze from Biepta and looked at Li Ziyu again, his eyes full of meaning.

This Lord of the Undead is not simple. He not only has people from the Northern Hero Clan, but also Void Lords.

Wrong strategy used.

The troll sighed in his heart.

If he had known that the other party had such powerful beings, he would definitely not have considered annihilating the soul fires of the undead to show his strength.

This is just too stupid to do.

Facing Biepta flying in the air and Damenlevsky walking out of the pit step by step, the troll took off his cloak and revealed his true face.

He was wearing a costume made of animal skins and linen, with various bits and pieces hanging on it. He was holding a human-high staff in his hand, and the exposed skin was painted with mysterious runes.

This is a troll shaman.

This is not an ordinary shaman, but a voodoo shaman, a rare and tyrannical profession among the trolls.

Voodoo shamans have almost no shortcomings.

They can use totem poles, shamanic blessings, voodoo, curses, magic, and divine magic!

Whether long-range or melee, Voodoo Shaman is equally good.

"Let me see your strength again and see who is stronger, the heroes and space lords, or you." Li Ziyu taunted loudly while holding on to the city wall.

You little guy, if you come here alone to pretend to be sexy with me, you will get really bad.

It’s obvious to you, do you have the strength and do you still want to be a peacemaker?

"I'm coming." Damenlevskiy pinched his knuckles and reminded the troll shaman. Sound waves erupted under his feet and disappeared instantly.

Divine magic and divine communication are coming!

With alarm bells ringing in his heart, the troll did not hesitate to use his magic.

A straight golden light from the sky shone on the troll like a spotlight, shrouding him.

A figure emerged in the golden light. It was a troll figure whose muscles were as if they were cast from copper.

Damenlevsky's figure emerged, and his huge fist hit the troll shaman without any obstruction, making a dull explosion.

The thin troll shaman took a punch from Damenlevskiy, but was protected by the phantom of the troll above his head.

"Retreat!"

The troll shaman shouted sharply, and put his open palm against Damenlevsky's chest. Invisible waves exploded, and Damenlevsky was ejected.

After somersaulting in the air, Damenlevskiy landed on the ground. He looked down at his chest and then at the troll, with a bigger smile on his face.

interesting.

This opponent is interesting.

The troll lowered his palm and felt a tremor in his heart.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used the magic directly, otherwise he could have lost half of his life with just one punch.

They are indeed a heroic clan, really extraordinary.

He waved the staff in his hand, and several totem poles appeared out of thin air and were inserted into the ground, shining with various colors of light.

Circles of ripples spread, adding various states to the Troll Shaman.

After releasing the totem pole, he took off a bag from his waist, grabbed an unknown powder from it, and threw it around.

Voodoo!

Against warriors like Damenlevsky who are good at close quarters, voodoo techniques are very useful. They will be poisoned or even cursed unconsciously. Even if they cannot kill them, they can still weaken their combat effectiveness.

Damenlevskiy ignored the thrown voodoo and rushed towards the Troll Shaman again.

Li Ziyu, Zhang Peng, and Liu Xingxing stood on the city wall, watching the battle below with interest.

Punch to the flesh.

Isn't this better than a movie?

The troll shaman's battle is a mixture of magic and melee combat. Against a guy like Damenlevsky, he can only explode with all his strength, and the light and shadow effects will be fully activated.

Damenlevskiy gave full play to his reckless side, regardless of the situation, he was happy and happy.

The voodoo gradually integrated into Damenlevsky's body as he moved, beginning to weaken him, reducing his stamina and gradually slowing him down.

The more Damenlevsky was beaten, the weaker his strength became, losing his previous bravery.

The troll shaman breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the other party is a pure reckless man, and he still has no brains. He doesn't even care about his own voodoo. It seems that he can win this battle!

Feeling that his power was getting weaker and weaker, Damenlevsky jumped back and distanced himself from the Troll Shaman.

He moved his arms and felt the restraining feeling in his body. He frowned and activated the energy in his body. His body was shaken.

The pores all over his body opened, and chilly air flowed out from the pores, forming a black cold mist around his body.

The power of voodoo that was integrated into the body was simply sprayed out of the body by Damenlevsky.

If voodoo can easily kill him, then he doesn't deserve to be called a hero.

"Come on." After spraying the voodoo out of his body, Damenlevsky felt relaxed and said to the troll shaman.

"..."

The troll shaman looked at Damenlevskiy blankly.

It was not that he had never seen his voodoo unlocked before, but this was the first time he had seen his voodoo unlocked so easily.

Is this the heroic race?

The Troll Shaman took a deep breath.

It's not easy to deal with a heroic race. There is a void lord in the sky who has not taken action.

The troll shaman raised his head and glanced at the Tower of Beel in the sky.

Maybe it's going to fail this time.

There are heroes and void lords among the undead tribe, which no one expected.

When the Rat Man found the Temple, the Temple thought it was just an ordinary mediation.

This is very common.

There is always friction between races.

Right now in the central area, everyone is losing their minds.

But the church has never been in a hurry;

They are confident in their ability to reconcile.

The temple's mediation method is very simple and practical, which is to use force to deter.

You have a strong army,

You have strong warriors,

You have infinite wealth,

You have advanced technology,

But your life is only once.

No ruler spares his life.

As for the Holy Church, it happens to be able to make a fuss about this.

With their super strong single combat power, the people of the temple can threaten the lives of the rulers.

The Holy Church will advise you not to fight, not to start a war, give up this war,

Peace is the most important thing,

Of course, you can choose not to listen to the Holy Church’s words or accept its suggestions.

Then the Holy Church doesn't mind changing the ruler, and then advises the new ruler not to start a war.

Rather than saying that the Holy Church is a peaceful organization, it is better to say that they are an extremely powerful killer organization.

The deterrent power of the temple is that if the ruler disobeys, the ruler will be replaced.

Faced with the choice of survival or going to war, everyone often chooses to survive.

The Holy Church has used this method for too long.

No luck.

Simple is exactly the best.

But this time, the temple obviously failed.

The emergence of the heroes and void lords made the intimidation of the temple worthless.

Troll Shaman can't defeat Damen Levski, not even without Bieptah.

He can't even reach the undead lord, so how can he threaten them?

Troll Shaman is having a hard time.

"second round."

Damenlevsky's muscles bulged and he charged towards the Troll Shaman.

He hadn't exercised properly for a long time. He finally met an opponent like the Troll Shaman who could entertain him, but he didn't want to defeat him so quickly.

The ax is useless and he fights entirely with his fists.

The Troll Shaman didn't have time to think too much and concentrated on dealing with Damenlevskiy.

"Who do you think can win?" Li Ziyu asked cheerfully, looking at the battle below.

"Of course it's Damenlevsky." Liu Xingxing shouted.

It's almost a no-brainer.

The magic light and shadow effect of the Troll Shaman was very good, but it seemed to have no effect on Damenlevsky, and he was suppressed and beaten.

More importantly, Damenlevskiy was able to easily suppress the Troll Shaman without even using a weapon.

Obviously, the heroes haven't used their full strength yet.

"I feel the same, Peng, have you heard of the Holy Temple?" Li Ziyu turned around and asked.

He was curious about the temple.

There is nothing curious about the name "Temple". There are many such names in the novels of previous lives.

Li Ziyu is curious about this power.

He couldn't remember which race in the central region had such a force as the Holy Church.

Is it a troll?

But why would the troll send people to kill him?

Li Ziyu couldn't understand.

According to the information Zhang Peng obtained, the rat people and the trolls were enemies.

If you want to kill the rats, you are indirectly helping the trolls. Why would they send people to kill them at this time?

Even if the trolls are stupid and not smart, they will not be able to distinguish between friend and foe.

This issue is also something Zhang Peng is pondering.

As the person who controls intelligence, Zhang Peng has been collecting intelligence on various forces in the central area, but he seems to be unaware of such a force as the Holy Church.

Judging from this Troll Shaman, the Holy Church is not just an ordinary organization. They possess very powerful force.

Failure to understand such an organization is a huge mistake.

"I will check carefully." Zhang Peng thought for a long time before saying to Li Ziyu.

"Instead of going to check, why don't you just ask?"

As Li Ziyu spoke, he leaned out and shouted below, "Damenlevsky, don't kill him, keep him alive, I still have something to ask!"

Damenlevskiy punched more than a dozen times in his face, smashing the magic shield with yellow light in front of the troll shaman into pieces. Then he gave Li Ziyu a thumbs-up sign to indicate that he understood.

The troll shaman felt furious when he saw this scene.

How careless the battle is!

Why on earth did you even bother to show your thumbs up when you were fighting with me?

underestimate me……

The huge fist hit the Troll Shaman's face. It was visible to the naked eye that his face collapsed, his cheeks were sunken, and his whole body was knocked out like a rag bag.

The troll shaman flew more than ten meters in the air, fell to the ground, bounced up and rolled, and finally stopped after crossing several meters.

"Forehead……"

With blood foam mixed with groans, the troll shaman supported his body and tried to stand up. A crystal-like spear shot down from the sky and pierced into the ground beside him.

The troll shaman's body shook, and the magic he had just condensed in his hand dispersed.

That was the Void Lord's warning.

He has already lost.

If he attacks again, his life will be taken next time.

The troll shaman was very obedient and chose not to resist.

The two sides are not enemies on the same level.

The heroic race is too powerful for him to defeat, so he might as well just surrender.

"Biepta!" Damenlevsky raised his head and shouted dissatisfied.

"If you hit him again, he will die." Biepta landed next to Damenlevsky and said calmly.

Damenlevsky hummed helplessly and walked towards the troll shaman.

"You mages can't help but beat me up." Damenlevsky said unhappily.

Compared with fighting with the legal profession, he still likes to fight with the warrior profession. The feeling of fighting each other with fists and fists is very satisfying.

It's not like these legal professions. After a few hits, they are no longer good, and they look weak and can be bullied.

uninteresting.

"I'm not a mage, I'm a shaman." The troll shaman explained seriously.

"You can't help but beat them all the same." Damenlevsky didn't care whether it was a mage or a shaman. He reached out and grabbed the troll shaman, held him in his hand, and walked towards the rat-dead border city.

When he arrived at the gate, the city gate had already opened, and Li Ziyu and a group of people were waiting for him with smiles on their faces, "Our hero has triumphed!"