Vol 2 Chapter 91: : The 2nd Undead

The Sunflower was not there, and an ordinary merchant ship was docked in the far sea. On the merchant ship, Anne sensed the magic alarm. Brian had an accident. She jumped into the water without hesitation and turned into a fish, swimming fast towards the remains.
If Chucheng sees this scene, she will know that she is not a pure elemental master.
But Chucheng is now timid, so he dare not stay to observe anything, get rid of Sunflower, get rid of Myers, this is the most important thing.
Even Anne didn't want to meet him. A mage can always have various ways to deal with desperation.
Going far away is the best policy. This time, the Sunflower family offended too much. Even if the Storm Temple is centrally reconciled, there is no room for maneuver.
Stealing more than one million gold coins of goods and killing the Tier 4 swordsmen is really an endless situation.
Green doesn't want to ask Chucheng why he offended the Sunflower family now, because Chucheng took the remains that everyone found, and it was the Sunflower family that they wanted to win.
This is the irreconcilable contradiction. The value of the remains is far above those goods.
Now that he has escaped from birth, he only hopes to reach the continent of the gods earlier, and how can he account for the previous things. One day and one night, no one catches up. Chucheng and Green have been taking ruby ​​ointment many times and are exhausted. Only then did the two of them loosen the compass and let the undead sailors drive the ghost ship by themselves.
But Chu Cheng still dare not remove the fog of death for speed.
This mist of death has the ability to shield from magical exploration. Above the sea, the area is infinitely vast. No one can find his boat if he only depends on his eyesight.
"It may take us a month to reach the continent of gods."
"It will take so long!"
Chu Cheng said to Green: "Several harbours in the south, do I dare to go? It is not easy to meet people from the Sunflower family. I detoured to the east to find a safe place to go up."
Chu Cheng was not idle, he threw Brian's soul on the altar, and turned into the chief of the ghost ship.
The ghost ship can drive automatically, but the speed is not improved, and Chucheng is not in a hurry. Wang Qinglong's sword is almost broken. At this time, he took the initiative to talk to him and explained his swordsmanship and the defects of the sword. Chu Cheng simply refinished all of his equipment.
Naturally, the refining process should also be familiar with everyone's skill characteristics and the direction of practice.
For Wang Qinglong and others, it is equivalent to telling Chu Cheng their secrets, and the materials obtained by Chu Cheng in the ruins are also willing to invest in it. The resources obtained from the ruins are handed over to him. Without possession of secrets, Chucheng will naturally be rewarded.
What makes him most gratified is that Chu Xiang's side has been upgraded by one level because of diligence in practice.
Chucheng himself can also upgrade.
This level does not lie in how much the combat power has improved, but Chu Xiang began to master the soul refining technique. Although there are only dozens of soul silks, it also means that her soul has started to grow. Moreover, she can also help with the processing of ordinary materials in Chucheng's alchemy. Refining like rough bills does not require Chucheng herself.
In just twenty days, this team has reborn.
Without everyone's trust, Chucheng would not be able to refine their equipment. Even if they help, the fit will not be very good, and there will be little improvement.
Chu Xiang is now outside most of the time. She sits on the front deck of the ghost ship, with her bone wings folded behind her. The fallen angel's gun turned into a black metal rod, which was carried around her waist, and she held a puppet in her arms. In appearance, it was a fire-breathing dragon. Dragon puppets, undead creations, can assist Chu Xiang in fighting.
The flying skull injury has been repaired, but because of previous mistakes, Chucheng was temporarily banned.
He poked beside Chu Xiang, facing the sea breeze, flying wildly.
He was a little worried, nothing else, the owner is now in the cabin, creating a second undead. What if the second undead is very pleasing?
Chucheng was originally lack of materials, but in the remains, a lot of biological materials were obtained, as well as ready-made undead. The second drawing he painted for a long time didn't want to be wasted. It happened to kill Shire, and there was only one head left. Chu Cheng simply took this second undead.
Within half a day before and after, Flying Skull saw his companion, a flying pterosaur.
The pterosaurs didn't look big, but the flesh wings spread out, fifteen meters away. Under the dark meat film, there are bright red magic lines. When flying in the sky, it was like a dark cloud with fire light.
"This stuff seems to have little combat power." Fei skull lifted the ban to himself.
"But it can fly. I see a white bone seat behind it. The owner can ride it."
"The owner can ride me, even if he is so panicked, it hurts."
"If the host is a woman, it's all right."
"I think I will be banned again!"
"The hostess is not there, no one reports, how can you be banned?"
Seeing to be noisy, the shadows in the sky landed violently and fluttered on the front deck. The ridiculous flesh wings were gathered like a forelimb. The sharp bone spurs at the joints of the wings were dark, supporting the balance of the undead pterosaurs. The undead pterosaur looked at the flying skull, opened his mouth, and made an acridine sound.
"It has yellow teeth!"
"Soulfire is green?"
"It doesn't speak, at least we don't have to worry about falling out of favor."
"Acridine! Acridine ..." Undead Pterodactyl looked up and made a hoarse voice.
"It really is a fool! I like it."
The undead Pterosaur suddenly angered, sweeping its wings, sweeping the flying skull off the deck. Pterosaurs spread their wings, kicked their feet on the deck, and leapt into the air with ease, flying away.
The flying skull came out of the sea and returned to the deck. His hair was wet, like a mop that hadn't been wrung out.
"My temper, I'm going to beat it!"
"Don't, why do you compete with fools?"
"Don't quarrel! Don't you think this guy is very powerful?"
After a head had said this, their spine bent momentarily, swaying in front of each head's eyes. Cracked in the metal jacket where it was swept by the undead pterosaurs.
"I'm going to fall out of favor!" A head frowned sadly.
"We will also collectively curse."
"The enemy engaged in last time was violent, this skill should be flawed."
Chucheng feels wonderful, this undead pterosaur is a highly successful magical creation, much better than he thought. Reinforced iron bones don't need to be mentioned, the melee ability is definitely excellent. The key is that this thing has high wisdom, high magic resistance, can wear two foot loops, and will also have four magics.
This undead pterosaur will spit out dragon inflammation, releasing bone rain arrows, shadow shields, and its own feet with a tearing effect.
Shadow Shield is an extremely rare skill, because the white bone seat behind the pterosaur, together with the Shadow Shield, can now create a dragon knight.
Of course, the dragon knight's level is too low, ridiculously low.
The problem is that the undead pterosaurs' load-bearing ability is too good, even if they carry a heavy armor knight, it will not affect its flexibility and speed. Needless to say growth, the original material may not be as good as the flying skull, but the collocation is more reasonable.
It was not until the creation of this undead pterosaur that Chucheng felt that he was a necromancer.
On the twenty-fifth day, the ghost ship docked on an unmanned island. This location is very close to the mainland of the gods, and close to the main channel. The ghost ship must be put away. Although there are a large number of necromancers in the mainland of the gods, the ghost ship is absolutely not allowed to enter the harbour.
The team also had no choice but to wait here for some ships passing by to 'rescue'.
Green practises the newly learned magic every day, and he is now in charge of the vigilance. Two flesh-devil eyes fly in the distance, and two are waiting for orders. Wandering on the sea is very tossing, everyone is a second-tier professional, and tired enough to choke. The ghost ship still has an erosive effect on humans. Chucheng and Green are okay. Wang Qinglong and Bai Yexing are already showing signs of illness.
The flying skull bounced between the rocks, and the spine bent.
When he saw a hard rock, one of his heads spit out water, and the saliva hit the rock. The white smoke came out, and in a blink of an eye, the fist-sized hole was dissolved, more than half a meter deep.
"It's not as good as that fool."
"Let's give up."
"It will fall out of favor!"
"Our advantage lies in wisdom, not battle!"
"But, do we really have wisdom?"
"Should there be? If we don't have wisdom, why are we banned?"
"It makes sense that we are just being treated unfairly, and they are afraid of us talking!"
"This is the sorrow of the wise!"
"It is the sorrow of society!"
"It's the sorrow of the times!"
call!
With the soft wind, the undead pterosaur landed flexibly in front of the flying skull, gathered the wings, and the soul fire in the eye socket had now condensed into a vertical dragon pupil.
"Actually, it is your sorrow." Undead Wing Longkou spit out words.
"He can talk!"
"This liar!"
The three-headed pan fry, the undead pterosaur turns around, and the bone wings support the ground, walking quickly towards the camp.
"Master, there is a boat more than a hundred miles away, coming in this direction."
Chu Cheng nodded his head to EbookFREE.me ~ to take the undead pterosaur back into the undead space, and at the same time summoned the flying skull, the flying skull spine forward, hurriedly came, flicking and flicking his hair, making a strange noise.
I heard that there was a boat going by, and the rest of the people put away their tents and came to the beach.
The stove has been prepared for a long time, the firewood is ignited, and the water is burning on it. The black smoke rose into the sky, and after more than an hour, the merchant ship in the distance saw the black smoke on the island and turned to approach. At a distance of more than 500 meters from the island, the big ship stopped and placed a lifeboat close to it.
Chu Cheng stood on the reef and looked at the big ship moored in the distance, feeling a little inexplicable for a while.
On the side of the ship, a string of text was painted with paint-the Shire.
Shire was dead, his body was used by Qingyue, and his head created the undead pterosaur. The runner she carefully prepared for the future became her magic weapon.
There is no future!
What about myself? If he died in the ruins and was killed by Brian, no one would sigh for himself.