Chapter 332: : Golden Skull

Lucifer, the six-winged angel of Xiahe, knew what his Lord was thinking, and said: "My Lord, the place where I was born needs to be transformed before an angel can be made. Now you can only call me one."
Xiahe knew that this was an incredible change in magic, and he said, "So how long can you live in this world?"
"Before I die, I can stay in this world. If I go back, as long as my Lord's will comes, I can return again."
Xiahe was surprised, didn't he have a powerful thug, which was much more powerful than the original magic.
But the world over there is too poor to bear.
"The evil creature I called was also killed by you?"
"Yes, we can't coexist."
Xiahe thought to himself that his magic was to use chaotic matter in a chaotic space to create creatures. In essence, it is to extract the energy in this interlayer of space and create the void.
However, the positioning of the space mezzanine itself is part of this summoning magic. The summoning of evil creatures and the summoning of sacred creatures are one and two sides, and they all come out of this space.
Now we can only find another space and relocate the magic core, otherwise Xiahe can't summon other creatures. Even if it can, it is very hard, it is difficult to summon epic creatures.
However, the data calculation of the space mezzanine, only Freya can do this, Xiahe himself cannot.
Even if his soul is stronger than Freya, it is not suitable for this kind of work. Freya is a god, and some things are natural abilities, such as calculation. If God does not have such computing power and the ability to analyze countless data at the same time, facing the prayers of believers will make them completely crazy.
Xiahe has ready-made materials, soul fragments and soul fire on hand. The other is the five-element material, the four element materials and so on. Lucifer needs a lot of material to establish a physical order, but the level of material is not too high.
Xiahe stuffed Lucifer with a lot of materials, and the loot he got out of the city was basically cleaned.
There are also a lot of other supplies, but considering that Lucifer can evolve into a twelve-winged angel and lead the legion of angels, this investment is nothing.
God made angels slowly. After the space interlayer is stabilized, dragging a half plane, the space interlayer will change its attributes and form the prototype of a small world.
Xiahe is the creator of this small world, and not a god. This is a strange testing ground.
Xiahe didn't expect that he had done so many things in an experiment.
Lucifer suddenly said, "Can I kill the undead?"
Xia He showed a puzzled expression, Lucifer said: "The undead can be purified by my divine power. Many of your materials are also purified materials. In fact, I don't have to be so troublesome. Let me come by myself. Even if there are more materials If you want to create a legion, you also need decades of conditions to be able to fight against other gods, which requires tens of thousands of years of accumulation. "
"I'll go with you." Xiahe wanted to take out the Shenhuo Flying Raven Rune.
"My lord, you are resting here. After I went, I went directly back to the space mezzanine, and I can't summon it temporarily."
"How long will you be silent?"
"It's only a few months. After I recover, my Lord can make two more Seraphs and call them at any time."
"Will you not answer the call anymore?"
"If my lord is in danger, I will come automatically, otherwise I will die in smoke."
"Then you go." Xiahe was very interested in the autonomy of Lucifer, the six-winged angel, so he didn't stop his behavior. And if he dies, it will affect the cause and effect relationship of Lucifer, which is absolutely established.
Even if Lucifer would not disappear because of his own death, he would lose the most basic source and fall. That was definitely not what Lucifer wanted.
If one day, he cut off his relationship with Lucifer with the six gods, he should be angry, sad, desperate?
The destiny of angels is to fight for the Creator.
Of course, Xiahe is not so disgusting. He plays with an angel. When he does research, he has to let it go, otherwise he will become a crazy Taoist.
Lucifer walked out of the tent, and as soon as the six wings flickered, he had already flown high into the air and rushed towards the distance.
The flying speed of this angel almost caught up with Jianxiu's sword escape.
Xiahe watched the angel fly away, turned around, and went to the warehouse that Snowvis prepared for him. These were the equipment of the undead corpses brought back from outside the city, stacked in a huge space.
Bringing these back is afraid of being used by powerful undeads, so bring them back for destruction.
Xiahe needs these things. His fire furnace is much more powerful than the magic furnace and can extract the essence from these substances.
The particularity of the undead makes the fortress have to clean up a lot. These things, the magician could have been slowly refined and reused, but the efficiency is much worse than Xiahe, and the price is not high. So Snowvis generously gave these things to Xiahe.
As long as Xiahe can purify the undead, love can do anything.
After Xiahe did the clean-up work, he returned to his station the next day, took a short two-hour break, and received an order to clean up the dead bones.
What is still repeated is the last action, only this time, Xiahe's twenty combat mages used elemental light throughout to assist the soldiers in the battle. Xiahe watched with cold eyes, and the twenty combat mages could ban their orders and execute their orders perfectly.
In the whole process, the number of injured soldiers has dropped from more than 400 to more than 80.
However, after the badges of Xiahe and Medierli were filled, Xiahe's flying eyes saw a real army of undead in the distance. The soldiers were all black warriors from level 10 onwards, and many of them were from level 20.
This army is surrounded by a skull wearing a crown. This skull is pure gold, and its height is not special, about two meters. Flying Eyes is a low-level magic, observing that everything is somewhat deformed. This is the price of the observation distance.
The skeleton was wearing dark gold armor all over and under it, and the pattern on it was not known by Xiahe.
The mount under the skull hip is also a pure golden skeleton horse.
"We go back and remind the people behind not to come out. The undead appear on the commander. It is a team of black samurai cavalry. It will be fast and difficult to get rid of."
Xiahe said, urging his men to return to the magical fortress as soon as possible.
After Xiahe broke this time, the soldiers advanced, and the first mage accompanied him. The second mage entered the magical fortress first, blocking another cavalry team of more than 800 people to come out.
The leader of the team was also a magician in an epic realm. He said to Master No. 2: "Where the fifth magical fortress in the north is, the corpses have accumulated hundreds of meters, and then piled up, the city walls cannot be held. The undead climbed slowly and it was easy to fight. It really rushed directly up, and our losses will increase. "
"You can't do anything about this matter. Go and speak to His Highness." Master No. 2 is also very tough.
The magician was helpless. The blood mage team blocked the exit of the fortress. The blood mage was the last one, and the door to the fortress was blocked. He had not yet entered.
Xiahe released a magic flying crow, jumped up, and flew towards the north of the fortress.
Turning to the north, he really saw a section of the city wall that was not cleaned up. The corpses accumulated below a hundred meters, but the more he went to the pile, the more corpses were needed. The main reason is that there are too many corpses below. If you come to a powerful magic scroll and a group of corpse explosions, the loss of the city wall will be very heavy, and it will not be restored for a while.
Xiahe lost a hot star, and then took a broken hell, and then flew to the fortress, and then put down the magic fire crow and burned the body.
Master Chengtou knew Xiahe and panicked: "Count, if you set fire to you, the damage to the city walls is not small."
Xiahe threw a huge flame tornado down the city again and said, "You use magic to blow the corpse away. I moved my hands and feet. The ladder built by their corpse has been loosened."
These undead attacked the city walls and were beaten down in an orderly manner. The stack of corpses was quite stable, otherwise Snowvis would not send people out of the city to clean up, just use remote magic to destroy the city head.
The matter was immediately reported to Snowvis, and the County King was a little angry. This matter, the following people can't handle it, and they have to decide for themselves?
He had to give orders in person to let two thousand snowmen go out of town to try.
Yeti are all infantrymen, and they are not prepared to mount them, nor do they even plan to let them come back alive. The snowman is not small in strength. He takes potions that stimulate life. He wears heavy armor, holds an iron rod, and swarms out of the magical fortress. A group of fireballs falls, opens a path in front of the snowman, and there are huge magic stone bombs. Flying out of the trebuchet, making a thunderous sound.
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Xiahe stood at the head of the city, looked down, and said in his heart: "It's really primitive. If the world evolved to the level of God's week, and technology and Taoism coexisted, this kind of undead could never become a disaster. A powerful technological force, Can create a small return to the market and devour everything. "
The snowmen yelled, they are slave soldiers, and the meaning of existence is to consume the enemy.
When you go back alive, you will have good wine and good meat. You will not have to go to the battlefield for a while, and you have the right to mate. The enemy is an undead, and you cannot surrender at all. So the snowmen rushed forward frantically, running around the fortress. Their iron rods are heavy and hit the bones, and they will make a boring sound, which is the sound of the bone structure crushing.
Two thousand snowmen, rushing out of thousands of kilometers, did not even appear to die.
Xiahe held the alchemy telescope and looked into the distance. The huge team of black samurai cavalry, the golden skeleton in the center, raised his hand and waved forward.
I saw thousands of black warriors moving forward neatly, and the nightmare under the crotch accelerated instantly, rushing towards the direction of the snowman.