Chapter 32: The Fall of the Lich

Blood and crying in the quiet night, the "Dark Chapter" has become a purgatory on earth at this moment.

Warcrafts are roaring crazily, and they wantonly destroy all buildings that are not in harmony with nature with their ability. Warcraft with magical ability keeps spitting flames, making ice and rain, raising winds, and raising mud and sand.

It's not just Sparta Town, but all the novice towns near the Abi Mountains are in chaos and violent scenes. The explosion rate of chaotic monsters has increased and experience has increased, but the guards only have panic and helpless shouts. Players are excited but unable to harvest the fruitful results. Occasionally, greedy players are quickly extinguished in the beast tide.

At this time, the forum was completely lively. The hanged players sat in the Temple of Creation and chatted with the Goddess of Creation, and then logged on to the forum to pour out their feelings.

At the same time, the "mysterious player" has also been imagined by countless people, and those evil mission losers can also log in to the game again at this moment. The topic of "the first evil mission since the opening of the game" has been moved to the front of the stage again for countless people to discuss crazily.

Several candidates came out one by one. Fortunately, not long after the game started, they could only guess the player's ID and occupation.

From the two broadcasts, Anyi could guess the madness of the outside world, but he didn't expect Stoke to be so noisy. At this moment, the private chat communicator suddenly rang. It was Mo Ke. An Yi glanced at Stoke, quickly connected and sent a headless sentence, "Dangerous! Urgent!"

I believe Mo Ke can understand An Yi's meaning, but An Yi doesn't have much time to listen to what he says. The tacit understanding between Mo Ke and An Yi for eight years is not covered. Sure enough, there is no nonsense. They quickly catch the topic they broke off last time and hurriedly said, "The key to destroying the death summoning ceremony is that the magician will fall into weakness after casting, extreme weakness--"

Kka! An Yi suddenly turned off the communication and couldn't suppress his heartbeat. "I guessed!"

The power of heaven and earth continues to rage, and the light of the magic array on the island has gradually become darker, "Try... humble human beings..."

Stoke roared crazily and slowly put the ice crown on his head. As soon as he finished wearing it, he keenly realized that the little man who had been humble and trembling in the corner suddenly did not tremble at this moment. Instead, he stood calmly. There was no humble fear in his eyes, but the indifference of the winner.

Suddenly I found something wrong, "It's not good!"

Stoke shouted, and suddenly felt a sudden silence in the whole magic array, and his heart suddenly burst. Silence is the prelude to rage, and the more silent it is at this moment, the more manic it will be. Move. Boom, as if he could hear his voice, all the evil spirits and demons boiled in an instant, and tens of thousands of evil spirits rushed out of the soul world.

"Ah - I'm going to kill you..." Stoke hurriedly responded to the evil spirit of the crazy attack, "What on earth did you do?"

An Yi sneered and said, "Stoke University. Master, I saw anger, panic, fear and... surprise from your face! Do you feel incredible about the current ending?

"Have you tampered with the ice crown? It's the guide of the dead. How did you get it? Why won't these evil spirits attack you? Unexpectedly, Stoke ignored Anyi's statement and raised a series of questions.

An Yi spread out his hands, and there were evil spirits who broke through the shackles of Stoke and wandered around An Yi calmly, but without any intervention, but it was like seeing the same kind. And the system prompted by Anyi that the undead mage himself is a marginal person of death and living, which is very similar to the entity composed of pure spiritual resentment of evil spirits.

Of course, this is just an unexpected harvest, smiling: "Do you want to know everything? In fact, it's very simple. With your rich experience as a black magician, it is not difficult to find that I have controlled the frequency of the explosion of the dead, just when you put on the ice crown, detonate it.

This is An Yi's trick. "As for why the evil spirit... and even this monster that has evolved into a demon does not attack me, because I have completed your experiment in advance. It's an honor to tell you that from now on, I will fight for the whole life of the Divine Realm to become a great undead lich." PS: Undead Lich, the six-turn advanced profession of the undead mage.)

"No, it's impossible..."

An Yi was too lazy to continue to talk to Stoke, drilled out of the boundary broken by the evil spirit, re-equipped the withered bone staff, and the "arrow of corrosion" suddenly hit Stoke. Magic is still the magic of the past, and the attribute is only slightly increased, but hitting Stoke, such a powerful character, the damage is even ten times greater than killing first-level monsters.

"380."

"760."

Seeing this number, An Yi's long-hanging heart finally fell to the ground at this moment. He was indeed unprecedentedly weak!

"Bastard... No, I will become a great undead lich, and I won't be extinct..." Stoke waved magic with both hands, but he was tired of dealing with evil spirits, and he couldn't distinguish a third hand to deal with Anyi. The answer to him is still a continuous stream of arrows of corrosion!

The blood tank appeared, good guy 1 million lives!

However, there is a large number of evil spirits to help, and now there are less than 100,000 left.

The attack continues, and Anyi's magic is aimed at the most sinister places, temples, eyes, mouth... Let Stoke damage the blood faster. Stoke roared angrily, but standing in the middle of the magic array, he seemed to be imprisoned in some way, making him unable to get out.

An Yi did not dare to slack off at all, and once again accumulated magic, the target, between the two strands of Stoke.

One, two, three... The magic kept releasing, and finally there was a loud "bang", and Stoke exploded!

From the body that was blown up by Stoke, a wisp of blue smoke floated out of the room, and a faint voice came from the air, "Ah, I will come back again - asshole, I won't let you go. My great black magician Stoke will make a comeback - dragging the long ending, Stoke said the classic lines when every bad guy was defeated.

"System Tip: Destroy Stoke's body, 'Help the Black Magician Stoke Complete the Death Summoning Ceremony' Evil Mission Failed!"

At the same time, the dark sky full of clouds lost its strength and gradually began to fade. But the impact of this evil recovery is far from over. The chapter of darkness has been opened, and all the sleeping bigwigs will jump out of the tomb one by one and turn upside down on the divine land. From now on, the world will not be peaceful.

And the broken city wall and countless rotten bodies of Spartan town seemed to witness this evil revival, deliberately leaving bloody evidence.

"Ding, the system prompts that the player Rodriguez Chongyang, as the first NPC to kill himself in the Divine Realm, is included in the Divine Realm's Anecdotes, and the player's world reputation is +10."

"Oh, anecdotes list? I became the first player to kill the task NPC?!" I couldn't help laughing at myself. An Yi just wanted to survive. "Others changing jobs is just chatting, but I have to experience such twists and turns. It really echoes that there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no free lunch in the game.

There is no experience prompt, no reputation prompt, everything shows that Stoke's soul slipped away at the last minute, and An Yi's heart suddenly became heavy.

However, there is no time to think about the future. The soul channel has lost its strength and is suddenly unstable. All the evil spirits who rushed out of the soul world were flying randomly in the air, wantonly rushing into the magic array boundary that lost the source of power. It was only a matter of time to break through the ban.

An Yi even felt that the powerful space power in the passageway of the soul world was spreading, as if it was about to explode.

I glanced at the three things that Stoke fell after it exploded, and they were still in the middle of the magic array. Two pocket-sized blood jade skull skulls, a black magic cloak, and the last ice crown.

"Ice Crown: The Crown of Barak, the King of Slaughter,...Mission Items..."

Why is it still a task item? I didn't have time to think about it. As soon as I put them into the space package, the scenery in front of me was swallowed up by the raging white light.

System Tip: You are killed by the energy explosion in the chaotic space, and the level is reduced by level 1. Please log in to the game after 6 hours in real time.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the reception hall of the goddess of creation. Open the property panel, and the level will be reduced to level 10 0%. But it doesn't matter. Looking at the profession on the panel changing from "Black Magician Stoke's Magic Apprentice" to "Dead Mage", the corners of his mouth smiled sincerely.

At this time, I felt a burst of fatigue, and An Yi quickly quit the game.