Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die.

"you!"

Before Saran could react, a silver vortex appeared under her feet and her body fell uncontrollably.

Saran reacted quickly and immediately used magic to fly up.

But the silver vortex closed too quickly, and half of the palm fell to the ground the moment it suddenly closed.

————This is Saran’s.

"what!!!"

A burst of shrill screams suddenly arose, tearing apart the romance and tranquility of the street, and people screamed and fled in panic.

The blue bat seemed to be frightened by this horrific scene and stood there motionless.

Only the corners of her mouth, which she tried so hard to restrain from curling up, revealed her current mood.

Oh wow, so cool!

Hahahaha, Saran, you have come to this day!

Undercover Miss Blue Bat cheered in her heart.

Is it easy for her, a judge, to lurk alone around the Black Court Red Dressed Ones?!

He is brainwashed by Saran all day long and says some anti-social and shattering remarks against his conscience.

Just now this jerk said he wanted to teach himself a lesson... Hahaha, I want to laugh when I mention this. Believe in your own wisdom?

Now it depends on whether you have enough wisdom.

The undercover lady happily thought that if Saran was intact, she could continue to play the role of a good student.

If Saran was killed by this mysterious senior, he could retire and return to his country, change his identity and live an ordinary life!

the other side.

Saran's right hand was dripping with blood, and half of his palm was cut off.

But this bit of blood was nothing compared to the surroundings—the undead! There were so many undead!

The ground was filled with corpses and the smell of decay, forming a sea of ​​death.

"Sha! Yuan!"

Saran spoke word by word, his heart sinking.

She had once used Sha Yuan's power to plan a catastrophe in the ancient capital, so she naturally knew the horror of this hell on earth.

Although I don't know why I was brought here, it is likely that something bad is happening.

"Hehe, isn't this little Saran? She looks younger after not seeing you for a few years."

A frivolous laugh sounded, and even without looking at Saran, he spoke the name of the visitor: "Nine Nether Queen!"

Queen Jiuyou was wearing a fitted palace dress with intricate patterns. The only flaw was probably the eerie ghostly aura that couldn't be concealed.

More importantly, Queen Jiuyou exudes the aura of a supreme monarch!

"Why did you bring me here?" Saran looked around and said calmly, "I think there is some misunderstanding between us, and I don't want to be your enemy..."

"Don't want to? But you've already done it."

"White Corpse King!" Saran didn't care about the blood dripping from his palm and looked at another white corpse.

Another supreme monarch!

The White Corpse King was wearing a martial robe and holding his bronze spear in his hand, looking particularly eye-catching.

————However, compared with the dark knight riding a tall dead horse next to him, he seemed much more low-key.

"Those who disobey the king shall die!"

The Dark Knight raised his greatsword, pointing the tip at Saran.

"The Dark Sword Master! No, it's the Despair Sword Master!?" It has been so many years since Saran felt such a feeling of collapse of all three perspectives.

The rumors about the ancient king's expedition to the Egyptian pyramids are true!

Not only did it win, it also unified the underworld and tamed and conquered beings like the Lord of the Sword of Despair!

"and many more!"

Saran said anxiously: "I have never disobeyed the great ancient king. When he was alive, he was a wise and capable emperor. Even as a ghost, he is still an invincible ghost king..."

As the Red Dresser of the Black Court, Saran even thought about killing all humans and establishing a great kingdom of death, but he never thought of attacking Sha Yuan.

There is no other reason, most humans are good people.

And Shayuan is full of ruthless characters who kill without blinking an eye.

"The Supreme Lord will take the lead, and the rest of the undead, come on, and leave her a life." Xu Fang's voice rang in the ears of every undead.

"Roar!!!"

"Ow!!!"

"Yah!!!"

The undead were rioting, their scarlet or green eyes locked onto Saran, corpses and bones were pouring in like a tide!

"Go away!"

Saran roared and used magic to sweep away the undead in the front.

However, the number of undead she killed was just a drop in the bucket compared to the growth. Looking down from the gray sky, one could see that the entire earth was occupied by the undead!

What's more, the strange and deadly poison that she is best at is of no use to the undead!

"Jiejiejiejie..."

An undead monarch holding a golden scepter stood out from the crowd. Its main body was the flesh-mound corpse of Sha Yuan, and a hideous Egyptian goat demon head hung on its left shoulder.

The golden scepter was obviously created by the Great Pyramid of Khufu. Every time it was swung down with great force, it would stir up a shattering aura, crushing the target into sand.

"Tu Feng Zhan!"

Strong winds blew up around Saran, and the swirling winds turned into sharp blades, creating a vacuum zone with whistling sounds and fierce momentum.

Wow! ! !

The Sheep-Headed Monarch was surrounded by Tu Fengzhan, and heads kept falling from its densely packed fat body.

"Hehehe..." The Sheep-Headed Monarch was laughing. Even though his whole body was covered in sticky blood, he still charged forward!

"Uh!"

Saran groaned and flew out backwards.

Before she even hit the ground, a ghostly fog enveloped her, tearing her soul apart as she couldn't hold back her cries of pain!

What is despair?

At this moment, Saran understood completely.

Despair is being overwhelmed by the great monarch, the orthodox monarch, and the endless undead, and trying hard to protect yourself.

However, in the distance there was the Supreme Monarch, and even the unfathomable Undead Emperor... They were watching him, treating his life-threatening struggle as a lively monkey show.

"ah----!!!"

······

"King, that human's magic power has been exhausted. Do you want to go and take a look?" The White Corpse King said respectfully before all the undead.

"Well, let's go and take a look." Xu Fang nodded.

The Dark Sword Master at the side immediately bowed respectfully and let Xu Fang ride on his dead horse.

Saran was lying in a deep pit, his body covered with mucus or corpse oil. The undead were crowded around him, which was both disgusting and terrifying.

Da da da!

The crisp sound of horse hooves stopped overhead. Saran barely opened his lifeless eyes and looked at the figure covered in armor.

"Ancient King..." Saran murmured.

"Human, give me a reason not to kill you." An indifferent voice came from under the armor.

As if grasping the last straw, Saran coughed up some black blood and said sternly: "I want to live! I want revenge!"

She wants revenge!

Those who cast the black guilt stone, causing Wen Tai to be found guilty and dragged into the dark plane!

Those ordinary people who are ignorant and not worth protecting!

Even Wentai himself!

"My commitment to him is based on only one thing, that he is alive!"

"He has an unrivaled status and so many powerful followers. He can be a world reformer! As long as he doesn't want to die, even the Holy City can't kill him!"

"But what about him? He was killed by those villains like a coward. So why should I keep that ridiculous promise?"

"However many people he protects, I will kill as many people!"

"In the name of Saran!"

Saran's voice is crazy and very contagious.

————However, this is the Shayuan, and the land is full of undead.

What Saran said was far less important than whether her body and soul were sour or spicy.

"So that's how it is. In that case..."

Seeing the ancient king nod, Saran rekindled hope of life.

"Then go to die!"