I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

"...The world I have lived in.. It's so beautiful!"

But it is a pity that the orc war **** Norman looked at the world he was in for the last time with nostalgia, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When he was dying, he still held the sword in his hand and drained his last drop of blood...

"..."

Wu Ming sighed, the other party apparently had come with the will to die a long time ago, and didn't plan to go back alive at all.

What made him even more concerned was the incarnation of the plane consciousness that the other party had said. This was really a blockbuster news. Wu Ming hadn't even heard it before, and he didn't even know it.

At this time, the orc soldiers who had seen the **** of war had fallen, dropped their weapons and began to surrender.

Some of Wu Ming's soldiers began to do ideological work for those soldiers who were surrendered.

"Orc brothers, joining us can not only provide food and shelter, but also fight around, and eventually become a half-demon!"

"Have you seen the weapon in my hand? It was made by a dwarf! This quality, stains, can be used as a family heirloom!"

"How can the unnamed adults who follow us give their lives to those kings and false gods? I will tell you about our welfare, first of all..."

Ignoring the stinky faces of some orc officers, the ordinary orc captives listened with gusto.

There are even a lot of orcs who quickly fight with half-devils. It sounds like how they are paid, and how they believe in Wu Ming and the like.

After hearing that Wuming often sends things to his believers (buying believers), their performance is even more enthusiastic.

But Wu Ming was troubled by another thing, and that was Norman's body.

The demons may not respect the enemy's corpse. Respect you is fine, but if you lose, the demons still have to maximize their benefits.

The first is the Demon Sword Evil Eye, he said: "Don't use me to stab this corpse, okay, there is not even a drop of God's blood there, there is really no drop of it!"

Okay, change the Breastplate of Glutton...

The Breastplate of Glutton didn't grow enough at this time, and couldn't swallow the main god-level body, Wu Ming couldn't do it after a few tries.

"Nor, do you want to decorate the temple?"

At this time, a figure rushed over.

I saw that figure shouting loudly, "My lord, please leave this divine body to me!"

It turned out to be William the Lich, and the soul fire in his eyes was burning at this time!

Wu Ming frowned after hearing this.

"Are you sure you can use it?"

After all, the divine body is different from ordinary bones, which contains the power of the plane's rules and is protected by the plane.

Otherwise, wouldn't those undead emperors be invincible? A few monsters made of the corpses of gods rushed over as soon as they beckoned.

"Please believe me, I can definitely turn it into a god-level war machine, stronger than the evil icon before!"

After speaking, he hugged Norman's remaining divine body and said disgustingly.

"I'm a scholar-type mage, I can do it!"

What a joke, no necromancer will give up this opportunity! Give up the opportunity to study the divine body!

Wu Ming shook his head helplessly, anyway, he kept it useless, just let William do it. It would be good to increase his strength.

"All right, you just don't make any mistakes."

....

But Wu Ming was not at ease, because he remembered clearly in his heart.

Wouldn't the divine power conflict with the undead magic?

He asked Clarence, the expert, and got a positive answer.

"That will definitely happen! The energy of the sacred element encounters the energy of the death element, it is estimated that there will be an event..."

BOOM!

Before the words fell, a small mushroom cloud appeared out of thin air on William's side!

Not only William was blown up, but even many people who joined in the fun were blown into the sky and fell to the ground wailing.

The Lich's head fell in front of Wu Ming, and he said with a gray face.

"Uh, the experiment just now was a little accidental."

"You are such an idiot!"

Wu Ming looked at the Lich whose head was left again, and said silently.

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## Chapter 61 Battle of Onyxia!

Wu Ming looked at the battlefield here, and the situation here was basically stable.

The few diehards can't make waves anymore.

But his plan was disrupted. The sudden arrival of the orc God of War caused him and his army to be blocked for a long time.

And this will extend the time for him and Erica to get together a lot later.

Although he sent Onyxia before the march as his back, he didn't know whether her strength could cope with the enemy...

When he was worried, the other side.

Erica was sitting on Onyxia flying to a fortress city in the plains.

"Quick, quick, quicker!"

Erica on the dragon's back was anxious and irritable, because she had previously agreed with Wu Ming that when Wu Ming's army was at war with the main force of the orcs, their forces would destroy them in the barracks and the city behind.

Their goal is the city’s generals, kings, and those high-level priests in the temple who can communicate with the gods.

In Erica's forces, many people are good at assassination and destruction, as long as they can kill high-value targets in the city.