Chapter 1600: Baron Feng Tajin's magic

In the dark sky, Baron Feng Tajin stood on the bone dragon's body and released various death magic coldly downward.
The song of evil continues to sing on the battlefield, and it is accompanied by constant dispersal, and the hymns are more loud.
Coming from the Battle Fortress of Bainsberg are elite soldiers, but the level of these reinforcements is obviously inferior to that of Baron Feng Tajin’s elite legion.
The quantity is not as good as the counterpart, and the quality is not as good as the counterpart.
In this encounter, no matter how strong the commander is, there is no way.
You can't fight, you can't escape.
The time at this time is still at three or four in the morning, which is extremely unfavorable to human sight, but this environment does not affect the undead.
Except for the special undead creatures such as vampires, other undeads gave up the organ of the eyes very early. Even the zombies with flesh, the eyeballs are only for decoration.
Whether the sky is black or white has little effect on the undead.
The undead have no need to run for too long to catch their breath.
The war broke out very quickly and ended very quickly, almost one-sided.
From time to time, fragile ghosts fall, but more of the reinforcements are difficult to adjust to their formation.
Pikemen, crusaders, priests, knights, and an angel fell one after another.
"Your hand of death is so magical, there is a magic parchment paper to send a chant."
With just one blow, the extremely powerful angel was killed by Baron Feng Tajin.
Compared to the death hand controlled by Hexis, Baron Fontaine's level of magic is obviously much higher.
This is the second time Xu Zhi has seen Baron Feng Tajin release this magic. The previous target was probably His Majesty Ruiou, and he was unsuccessful.
This is a magic that can directly kill powerful creatures, the only flaw is the probability.
Commonly known as looking at the face.
Baron Feng Tajin’s luck today is obviously very good, the skull mouth is almost laughing and crooked, and from time to time he can hear his voice murmuring ‘so many fresh corpses, getting rich, and lucky to win’.
Taking advantage of other people's happiness, Xu Zhi quickly put forward his own wishes.
Hexis's magical proficiency is limited. Even the most high-quality parchment is in front of him, and he has prepared all kinds of materials, he cannot burn this magic.
Xu Zhi remembers that Baron Feng Tajin once gave Hexius a magic parchment of ‘the hand of death’.
It's right to ask the big brother directly.
"You think about it first," Baron Feng Tajin muttered.
"Think about it?"
Xu Zhi pondered the meaning of Baron Feng Tajin a little, then stopped his mouth.
This big brother doesn't cherish the knowledge that he can't use, but it doesn't mean that he can share his hole card skills.
Wanting the magic parchment of'Hands of Death' can only be a dream.
"Feng Tajin, you will fight against me under the dragon."
After a fierce battle for more than ten minutes, the voice on the battlefield gradually disappeared, and the only remaining general commander shouted.
This was a powerful crusader soldier. Baron Feng Tajin gave him a hand of death, and he was shot by an opponent. The armor was not supported, and his bone was shot.
After a loss, the undead king played in the sky.
There are so many ghost commanders, vampire lords, bone dragon commanders, and dark knights that haven't reached the point where he needs to go to melee.
As roars and screams kept coming, Baron Feng Tajin slowly fell after nearly two minutes.
"I'm coming, stand up and fight me."
Looking at his opponent who had been beaten to death, Baron Feng Tajin made a small jump on Bone Dragon and steadily stepped on the ground.
"Shameful, mean."
The Crusader soldier raised his head, his eyes full of anger. He looked at Baron Feng Tajin unwillingly, trying to get up several times, but he failed to stand up after all.
Baron Feng Tajin is obviously not the kind of person who respects his opponent.
As an undead, humiliating opponents may be one of his hobbies.
Xu Zhi looked sympathetically at this powerful warrior, and the Grick Knight who followed him faithfully did not escape the ridicule of Baron Feng Tajin, let alone this opponent.
"It's really powerful and beautiful, it's worth my shot."
Baron Feng Tajin squeezed the other person's chin and kept looking at the crusader's body.
"What's your name?" Baron Feng Tajin asked.
"It's useless to say more, kill me, I will come back to find you."
His hands and feet were interrupted, and it was difficult to commit suicide at this time. The crusader soldiers were angry but without fear. As an immortal, he also had the confidence to be resurrected.
"Death is an easy and simple thing, and life is not so easy."
After looking back and forth several times, Baron Feng Tajin began to recite spells quickly. The black light was like a drilled loach, and he continued to drill into the ear hole of the other party.
"what are you doing?"
Suffered from the opponent's magical blow, the expected pain of death did not immediately come, and his mind became abnormally sober.
Looking at Baron Feng Tajin at this time, he even felt that the other party was cordial and majestic.
It was a terrible feeling, and he felt a wave of fear in his heart.
"It's no use saying more, I'm taking you into the world of the dead."
Baron Feng Tajin's deep voice came, he only felt a sudden numbness in his chest, and a gray dagger had plunged into his heart.
"It's finally going to die."
A feeling of physical weakness came, and the eyes of the Crusaders were closed. He was already thinking about the situation after his resurrection, and the trial of defeat he had to face. This pile of troubles.
It's just that the rate of physical death is a bit slow, and it seems that it has to wait a few more seconds.
"It's no use saying more, open your eyes and embrace the new world."
Baron Feng Tajin's voice echoed in his ear, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.
The dagger in the chest has been pulled out, the wound has disappeared without trace, and only the broken clothes and the spurting blood prove that the dagger has just been stabbed.
Not only the wound caused by the dagger just now, but the damage caused by the bone dragon, the ghost bite, and the vampire assassination disappeared without any trace.
The Crusaders looked at his gray body. In his feelings, his body became weak, but his wounds healed.
"what did you do to me?"
He just wanted to jump and hold Baron Feng Tajin, but his thoughts moved, and his body suddenly became weak, and he could no longer do anything.
"It's useless to say more. I converted your body into a death knight by magic. We will be a group in the future."
Baron Feng Tajin looked at each other and was very satisfied with his physical fitness and ability.
"Your soul has already assumed that it is an undead, even after the immortal resurrection. You are welcome to join the great kingdom of Cresson."
"what?"
The Crusaders felt cold. He touched his chest and suddenly saw Baron Feng Tajin drop a heart beside him, and his mind suddenly became cold.
He squeezed his arm hard, and there was no pain, as if the flesh was just a piece of clothing or an armor.
Intuition tells him that he should believe in Baron Feng Tajin, accept the fact that he has become an undead, and the immortal resurrection cannot escape the rules of this conversion.
The Holy See will never allow an undead to serve as a general in the Shannon Kingdom, waiting for him to be executed immediately after the resurrection, or an endless prison life.
In less than a minute, a death knight was born under the eyes.
The heart of the lucky trio looks cold~EbookFREE.me~Eradon completely extinguished the promotion of immortality and got rid of Baron Fontaine's thoughts.
Jin Kela felt that the cards of the two lives were not safe. She shivered for a time, and did not dare to say anything like that before.
In Baron Feng Tajin's commentary, no matter what kind of elemental creatures, no matter what immortal, no matter how powerful the creature was, as long as there is a breath left, it can be converted into a controllable undead by his magic.
The greater the strength, the more reserved wisdom.
As long as he looks at it, he will become a rare talent in his kingdom.
For example, this crusader warrior whom he casually named ‘talk more helpless’.
The more people died in the war, the stronger Baron Feng Tajin will be.
Obviously, the power of the Cresson Kingdom is the weakest, but it has been repeatedly suppressed. Xu Zhi suddenly understood the reasons why many neighboring countries are afraid of this undead monarch.