The Rise of the Cemetery

(Some are ashamed to reward the big red envelope of Yixianguang, I can only try to make up for it)

A dark corner in the wizard tower.

The nymph was wrapped in thick black sparium armor, silently sensing the movement of the distant mirror image.

Before the doppelganger of the mirror scroll was completely destroyed, some subtle and mysterious elemental information had been passed back through the air. However, at this moment, it is more than a mirror avatar to keep in touch with the ghost girl. Farina, a death prophet in a cave underground tens of thousands of miles away, and Kalsas, deep in a hidden forest in the middle of the Wizarding Continent, are all performing crazy blood sacrifices.

Farina was now in an abandoned mine digged by a dwarf underground. The **** and terrible bone-boned altar was visible everywhere. The thick blood plasma almost completely smeared the altar. The dense and dead air drawn from the ground permeated every tunnel around the mine, and there were sharp chirping ghosts everywhere.

In the past ten days, it is precisely because of Falina's continuous spell-casting that Yin Fa Dafa has been able to perfectly shield the ghost girl's whereabouts. Otherwise, how could the prophetic priesthood with the witches' avatar and the great divination technique of the Eye of the North be able to let the invaders rampage on the land of the Witch of the North.

In the depths of another dense forest thousands of miles away, a terrible pot of plague was standing on the fire and boiling in the open space. Soup is a stew of turbid and dirty blood and flesh. From human skulls to demon eyes, to the sharp fangs of Warcraft, almost all living things that can be found within a hundred miles can be found in the pot.

The thick yellow-green smoke continued to evaporate from the plague pan, drifting to a height close to the treetops and no longer spread, reunited there to form a large group of colorful and terrible poisonous clouds. All the ancient trees shrouded in poisonous clouds, the green began to fade, and the leaves began to wither and wither, leaving only the bony branches bare there, looking like a demon constantly dancing in the wind.

The elemental information gathered before the demise of the phantom mirror avatar passed through the phantom relay, and was promptly transmitted to Kalsas here. By virtue of his sensitivity to the soul, Karthus succeeded in stripping out part of the soul breath of the witch **** avatar.

So the next moment, the pandemic pot was launched with all strength. Kalsas, who has successfully upgraded to level 20, has used his soul curse talents to the extreme. Crazy, through the power of rules, sends a vicious curse to the "target" in the depths of Netherworld.

The vicious and evil profanity murmured from Kalthas's mouth, mixed into the filthy flesh and blood stew, through the increase of the curse of the plague pot, turned into a terrible power of curse, far away to a vagueness in the distance The goal soul swept away.

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A beautifully dense room on the seventh floor of the wizard tower.

A thin-faced, white-haired old man was sitting alone at the desk reading through the books, and every movement in the leisurely quietness carried a kind of unspeakable rhythmic beauty.

But when his mind was immersed in the precious knowledge of the ancient remnants, an inexplicable heart palpitations touched his soul.

"Huh? The Wizarding Continent is having a major event involving itself! But why can't he get further information about destiny from this induction? Is there another person in this world who can interfere with destiny?"

With strong uneasiness, the Wujin avatar suddenly stood up and paced quickly in front of the desk.

Now that I have such a strong feeling, it means that something that is not good for me is happening. However, the prophetic priesthood only issued a dangerous warning to himself from the underworld, but no fate images or scene fragments were available for reference, making it impossible for him to predict the source and way of danger in advance.

Where does the danger come from?

You are in the wizarding tower of the wizarding continent, and who else can come here and put yourself in danger? There are 5 legendary guardians of the North Witch, will it be impossible for people to fight in?

Wait ... In the past two days, the Eye of the North has asked herself to help her make a few witch phantoms that can conceal all mortal perceptions, saying that they are used to lure intruders to hook. Could it be that the danger you perceive is related to this matter?

Just when he was suspicious, the wizard tower's internal alarm bell masterpiece, the legendary witch Shajia sitting in the central control hall, even came across the danger warning of enemy invasion.

Enemy invasion? It's that alien invader! Shadow Queen!

The mind just turned here, the Wujin avatar snorted violently, and a wave of frustration and irritability that surpassed the past rushed into his heart, making him want to yell at his good clothes.

Although the easy life of thousands of years has made him almost forget how to fight with people, but the strong mental toughness is enough for him to wake up in time. I was attacked!

This is an ultra-long-range spell attack that spans distant spaces, and the attack method is mainly a curse transmitted through the rule level. After figuring out this, the Wujin doppelganger was even more at a loss.

Such a weird attack method has subverted his understanding of the rules in the past thousands of years. Is it possible to pass attacks at the rule level? Then, how did the enemy master his soul?

The doubts were too late to resolve, and a new attack came soon.

The Wujin avatar roared loudly, his empty hands stretched out slightly, and the two artifact projections simulated purely by the divine power began to manifest in his hands. A wand of witchcraft, a volume of ancient scrolls, symbolizing wizards and knowledge respectively, this is also the main priesthood he obtained when he was a god.

The projections of these two artifacts are also projected together when the lower body of the witch **** is cast.

The Wujin avatar had just finished arming himself, and an inexplicable heart palpitated him with a stick in his left hand, and an instant divine shield shielded him firmly inside. At the same time as the shield appeared, a glareless dagger without any element fluctuations swept in front of him, and Mars splashing the shield.

The Wujin avatar took a breath.

If he did not absolutely trust his instincts, he started to defend at the same time when he sensed the inadequacy, otherwise he would not be able to avoid the throat wipe just with a little hesitation. Although he is a body of divine power, the so-called vital point of mortals has no meaning to him. But the other party's attack was so weird, it's hard to guarantee that there is no disgusting dead man attribute, so the Wujin avatar really doesn't want to be contaminated by the dagger.

"Mortal, with your inferior weapon, you want to hurt the great divine body? Don't think about it. With this divine shield, it's not that you can be defeated by an undead. Just grab it! As long as you can help destroy the others An intruder, I can promise to help you reshape your body and make you my warrior of the Holy Spirit ... "

The Wujin doppelganger looked around quickly while persuading Shen Sheng.

To be honest, these few undead invaded into his plane, it is really a top elite. Each has a remarkable magical ability, far more brave and warlike than the holy spirits he gathered in the kingdom of God. Therefore, what he said was not all hypocritical, but it also contained a lot of sincerity.

But after the words were finished, there was no more movement in the secret room, and even the dagger that appeared suddenly disappeared again, and no trace of the half was found.

Several witchcraft such as "Exploration", "Magic Induction", and "True Vision" took turns in battle. Even witchcraft used to detect invisible creatures and undead creatures were used several times, but no trace of the enemy was found. It wasn't until he used the "magic vision" that he did not hesitate to consume the divine power that a vague figure was captured by him.

It was a human-shaped phantom shrouded in mysterious black spars, standing in the corner of the secret room, with a finger raised facing him, obviously casting a spell in silence.

Will this shadow creature cast a spell?

Although unbelieving, in such a weird and dangerous battlefield of life and death, the Wujin avatar did not dare to carelessly. The scroll in the right hand was held in front of your eyes, and the wolla-la page turned automatically, directly locating the page where the witchcraft you wanted to cast.

The divine power surged into the ancient scrolls. There was no need to cast spells or prepare casting materials at all. A powerful witchcraft up to level 9 was launched, slamming towards the mysterious opponent.

"Burning Flame Falls".

Fire 9th-order witchcraft, with pure fire elements, causes the most primitive magic energy damage to the target. Unless the target has a fire immune physique, it must be seriously injured by the fire department.

The mysterious female in black armor sees a bad situation, and can't take care of it to complete the spell in her hand, and a flash jumps out of the attack range of the burning waterfall. The flaming waterfall that fell into the air hit the wall of the secret room, and soon eroded a huge hole there, directly revealing the outside corridor to the eyes.

For the attack failed, the Wujin doppelganger did not have any regrets, but was rather happy.

Somehow, his spiritual connection with several legendary witches in this wizard tower was inexplicably disturbed, and the outside world knew nothing about his attack. Otherwise, the legendary witch guarding nearby would not be able to move until now.

The "unexpected deviation" witchcraft directly pierced the secret room into a large hole. This is the legendary witch who has no reason to know that the situation is wrong here.

The strange ghost howling suddenly made a masterpiece in the secret room. Thousands of noisy and messy chirping laughs one after another, as if countless invisible ghost ghosts were hovering around in the secret room, the sharp and piercing sounds made the witch **** frown.

Just when he was stunned, babbling ... more than a dozen Martian scratches suddenly appeared on the Divine Shield. But the Divine Power Shield returned to its original shape after only a little rippling, and it was as clean as a mirror, leaving no damage or traces at all.

The mysterious black armor girl circled around the Wujin avatar at high speed with extraordinary agility, and the moon and the dagger of the hand constantly attacked this seemingly thin divine shield.

It is a pity that the Divine Shield is worthy of being the most practical defensive technique of the deities. As long as its own divine power is not lacking, and the other party's attack cannot reach a certain threshold, this divine shield is almost indestructible. There is no high-level cracking technique or high-level dispersal, only relying on the accumulation of low attack power. It is simply a delusion to break the magic shield.