LRAB Chapter 103 When you're sleepy, there's always a pillow.
Chapter 103 When you're sleepy, there's always a pillow.
Chapter 103 When you're sleepy, there's always a pillow.
Looking at this flamboyant man, Jiang Li immediately cursed, "And who do you think you are?"
Hearing Jiang Li cursing the demon man, some hunter mages looked at him with unfriendly expressions, as if to say, "Kid, do you have the guts to curse him a couple more times?"
"My name is Yao Nan, little fatty, remember that. We really can't just throw you down here in public. And once we leave the city, I can't guarantee everyone will come back alive," Yao Nan said to Jiang Li with a smile.
At this moment, Jiang Li felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. Looking at the smiling, demonic man, that smile seemed like a death warrant to him.
On the other side, several high-level mages had already planned their strategy: when to make their move, when to dispatch the Light Mage Corps, and when to eliminate those White Ghost Ministers!
"High-ranking mages are responsible for keeping the commander-level undead occupied. There are also many undead ministers around the Ghost Tyrant. Remember, you don't need to fight them to the death. All you need to do is hold them off..." said Military Commander Lu Xu.
More than twenty high-level mages were dispatched this time, while the rest were stationed to guard the city walls and prevent other undead from taking advantage of the situation!
"Demon Man, you will lead this group of assembled mages. Make sure the Light Mage Corps is not attacked by any undead before the magic circle is completed," Zhu Meng said to Demon Man.
"No problem, but I have a small request." The effeminate man smiled and bowed.
"What are your requirements?"
"Bring them in for me to use." The effeminate man pointed at Lu Jie and Mo Fan, a sly glint in his eyes, even a hint of teasing.
Upon hearing this, all they could think was: You did a damn good job! I really want to thank your family genealogy!
"Sorry, Lao Lu and I came here purely to find someone. Now that we've found them, we're going back." Mo Fan wasn't afraid of losing face and said it directly.
"This isn't Hangzhou. Without that giant snake protecting you, you're just easy targets for me to manipulate. Stop pretending to be cowards and get back in line. Believe me, I can write a letter and have your dean expel you!" Zhu Meng was settling a personal score. He wouldn't have bothered with anyone else, but these two... well, sorry, you'll have to obey me in my hands.
"Take them, use them as you please. These two brats are incredibly lucky, tough as nails, and can take a lot of damage!" Zhu Meng unceremoniously pushed the two towards the demon man.
"Thank you for your generosity, Councilor." The demonic man suddenly laughed, his entire being exuding a terrifying demonic aura.
Ignoring the two men who were full of resentment and curses, they began to count the number of people...
The endless black clouds bordered the land ruled by the undead in the far distance.
At the border, the huge black shadow was steadily approaching the city wall.
As everyone could see, a tidal wave of the dead was surging around it.
The longer the Abyss of Evil exists, the greater the resentment and death energy it generates become, to the point that some things that are still in the form of rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits are qualified to advance.
Those undead ministers who were originally sleeping have also lifted their coffins and appeared in this increasingly cold world.
At the very center of the long northern city wall stood a majestic city tower, where more than two hundred mid-level and above mages gathered.
With a command, led by four super-level mages—Zhu Meng, Lu Xu, Fei Jiao, and Du Xiao—the mages leaped out of the perfect defensive line against the undead and rushed toward the blackness that people feared most!
But they weren't afraid; instead, they felt a strange excitement and passion!
This is a war to slay monarch-level creatures...
[Ding! Host has checked in. Congratulations on obtaining the Spirit Binding and Commanding skill!]
Lu Jie was slightly taken aback. Could it be that the system detected that this place was full of undead, so it gave me this cultivation technique?
The ability to bind and command spirits, as the name suggests, allows one to manipulate souls and convert some of their abilities into one's own, or to devour spirits to gain a small but permanent enhancement.
If that's the case, then he'll have to compete with the little mudfish for the remnant soul and essence.
He was already quite troubled by not having a vessel for collecting the essence of the dead, and now this is like a pillow coming to his head when he was sleepy. It's really awesome!
"Mo Gouzi, take this." Lu Jie took out a few small round balls from his pocket and handed them to Mo Fan.
"What's this?" Mo Fan asked, puzzled. What could these little iron balls do?
"I call it Fire Thunder Particle. It's a new and excellent piece I forged. You'll see its effects in a moment," Lu Jie said mysteriously.
Mo Fan accepted the Fire Thunder with some skepticism. Since Old Lu said it was a good thing, then it must be a good thing.
The trust between the two of them is genuine.
"Sing—!"
Suddenly, the little Flame Princess on Mo Fan's shoulder let out a long cry, which was also somewhat sharp.
"Old Lu, something's up!" Mo Fan's expression hardened.
He had a soul contract with Xiao Yanji and could understand what his beloved daughter was trying to express. He immediately frowned and looked warily at the cold black soil around him.
"He didn't climb out," Lu Jie said, then stomped his foot, causing vines to spread out from the ground and calming the loose soil.
"Pretentious." Jiang Li snorted disdainfully.
"The clown is causing trouble, let's ignore him."
Watching the two of them walk away, Jiang Li's eyes were filled with resentment and venom...
An overwhelming death aura enveloped everything in sight, swallowed up by a black tide.
The black tide was entirely composed of black, rotting corpses. The resentment generated by the Abyss of Evil provided them with excellent nourishment. Each corpse was dressed in black armor, transforming into a well-trained army.
Magical lights of various colors bloomed in the black tide, quickly tearing open a large gash.
Mo Fan even did a small test with the Fire Thunderbolt given to him by Lu Jie, and its power was extraordinary, comparable to the mid-level fire magic Fierce Fist.
He was truly shocked for a while. If a small iron ball had the power of a mid-level magic fist, then Old Lu must have many more. He decided that he would get a thousand more from Lu Jie in the future.
Lu Jie: A thousand? You think you can eat them like food?!
After cleaning up the rotting corpses, everyone continued forward and saw a mummy wrapped in strips of cloth performing a water sleeve dance on a small hillside.
"This is the Shroud of Death, it moves very fast, everyone be careful!" A female plant mage in the group warned. Her name was Yu Qingsu, and she also had a nickname, Green Chili Pepper.
Immediately, she made her move, and the demonic vines tried to wrap around the shroud, but it easily dodged them all. The demon man also released magic to attack it from the side.
However, under Lu Jie's mental lock, its speed was limited, not to mention that he hadn't activated his Sharingan yet.
(End of this chapter)