Chapter 687: Wolf Warrior

"Your strength is indeed very strong, but facing the two of us at the same time, do you think you have a chance of winning?" a man wearing a gray robe and his head covered by a huge hood said hoarsely.
"You two? Huh! It's just two clowns who can only play with bones. Your bodies are no longer yours. Can you still be regarded as human?" It was a wolf clan holy warrior, holding it in his hand. A pair of daggers. The dagger is not a common metal dagger, it looks like the fangs of some kind of beast, and it is similar to Li Zhenbang's poisonous dragon thorn.
"Jiejie, I like to see the hard-mouthed people kneeling before me begging for mercy at the end." Another person in a black robe laughed strangely.
"Your ideal is very plump, but the reality is more skinny than your bones." The wolf clan saint warrior shook his index finger of his right hand from side to side for a few times, and looked at the black robe man with disdain.
"Jiejie, just keep your mouth hard! See how long you can be arrogant!" Not only was the black-robed man not angry, but looked at the wolf clan holy warrior with excitement.
Some wounds have appeared on the left arm of the wolf clan holy warrior, and these wounds were caused by the previous battle.
Although the wound is very shallow, only some epidermis has been injured, but some black hairs have appeared in the wound, and the hairs are gradually hardening and spreading.
When the fluff is completely diffused, the wolf clan saint warrior can no longer move. When the fluff completely erodes his brain, he will become his own puppet. A saint-level powerful puppet is hard to come by.
The wolf clan saint warrior had also discovered the abnormality of his body long ago. If he had enough time, he could use a grudge to remove the black fluff, but the gray-robed man made him deeply taboo and did not dare to be distracted.
The gray half-moon-shaped energy wave just now came from this person. If he didn't react quickly, this energy wave would probably hurt him seriously.
"My little master, not only my mouth is hard, but my bones are also hard. I'm afraid I will disappoint you!" The wolf clan saint warrior stroked his head with a bunch of colorful hair, curled his lips, and looked cynical.
"I want to see how long your mouth can be hard!" The black-robed man sneered at the wolf clan holy warrior, and several devil skeletons bared their teeth and surrounded the wolf clan holy warrior.
Not far behind the Skeleton Warcraft, there are a few humans with a little rotten body standing. Their hands are shining with the light of various magic elements. Obviously they can still use magic attacks, but the magic waves emanating from them. It can be seen that the power of magic attacks is not very high.
In fact, as the puppet wizards of the undead magicians, their attack power is really not strong, but their attacks are more annoying, and they always harass their opponents at critical moments, making them unable to use their skills consistently.
This can hinder the opponent's attack, and at the same time disrupt the opponent's attack rhythm. If the rhythm is disrupted, the power of the attack will be reduced a lot, so the wolf clan saint warrior hates these puppet mages the most.
If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be so embarrassed. The injury on the arm had an indirect relationship with them, and it was precisely to avoid them and the gray-robed man that he was successfully attacked by the black-robed man.
"Our wolf tribe people like to eat the most. One is meat and the other is bones. Today I will take your two bones apart!" The wolf tribe saint warrior bared his teeth, the muscles on both sides of his nose jerked, his eyes changed. It was extremely hot. The bone dagger in his hand was covered by purple fighting spirit, which seemed to be alive, flowing on the dagger.
"Huh! Then I will break your teeth one by one, and see if you still have teeth stuttering bones!" The gray-robed man snorted coldly, and the gray magic elements on his body became rich, and the whole space was cloudy and windy. , There is a faint sound of ghost crying and wolf howling, which makes people feel a little creepy.
The wolf clan saint warrior made a whining sound, his pupils shrank slightly, and his whole body's hair was erected like a steel needle. Don't look at the ease of the wolf clan saint warrior's mouth, but his heart has been tight.
Faced with two necromancers, one of them is still the necromancer, even the light system holy magician who restrains the necromancer the most, dare not relax his guard.
Undead magic is originally the strangest magic, none of which is also the most mysterious magic. Any magic element is likely to be awakened after being born, whether it is five-system magic, or dark magic and light magic, only undead magic cannot be actively awakened.
Although I don't know how the first Necromancer achieved active awakening, until now, none of the Necromancers known to people was born as a Necromancer.
Some of these people are famous warriors or magicians, and some are ordinary people who are unknown. There are good people and bad people, good people and evil people.
If you have to say that they have something in common, it is that they have all been missing for a while, and when they reappear, they will already be scary necromancers.
The black-robed man uttered a fourth-level undead magic wraith song, and saw a huge smoke-like gray skull appear out of thin air, and then floated towards the wolf clan saint warrior, and at the same time bursts of weirdness came out of his mouth. Screaming.
Hearing this sound, the body made up of the white bones of the undead beasts gave out a gray light, and the light of various magics from the undead puppet mage was also faintly mixed with some gray undead magic elements.
The weird scream of gray skulls is an increase for the undead creatures, but it is a torture for the wolf clan saint warrior. The screaming sound made the wolf clan saint warrior feel dizzy. Even if the hearing was blocked with fighting energy, he still felt dizzy. This sound can directly affect the mental power.
Fortunately, the strength of the wolf clan saint warrior is not weak, and the wolf clan belongs to the tenacious willpower among the orcs, so although it has some influence, it is not too serious. But once the time is long, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.
The black-robed man's song of the wraith spirit directly opened the prelude to the battle, and the wolf clan saint warrior suddenly moved, like lightning, and the gray skull headed straight into the air rushed up. The wolf clan originally belonged to a race that was good at endurance and agility. As a holy warrior, they were even better in speed.
The black-robed man froze for a moment. He thought that the wolf clan saint warrior would attack the undead puppet mage first, but he did not expect that he would choose to attack the gray skull.
The choice of the wolf clan saint warrior is quite stupid in the eyes of the black-robed man. The reason why he did not release the second song of the wraith is not because of the difficulty of using the song of the wraith, but because of the song of the wraith. The attributes of's cannot be superimposed, nor can its influence on others be superimposed. Summoning one more is of no real use.
Moreover, the Song of the Wraith is just a fourth-level undead magic. It doesn't matter to the black-robed people even if it is destroyed, it can be released at any time.
The black-robed people even imagined that once the wolf clan saint warrior cracked the song of the resentful spirit, the next step would release five or six songs of the resentful spirit, making this person who dared to offend his natural might collapse in depression. Sinking in the collapse, he completely became a puppet of his own Saint Warrior level.
Saint Warrior level puppets, just thinking about it makes people very excited. Gray-robed people are already undead Saint Magisters, and he has only one Saint Warrior level puppet, and he has just stepped into it. The strength of the saint warrior level person is naturally not as good as this wolf clan saint warrior.
Seeing the wolf clan holy warrior get closer and closer to the gray skull, the black robe man is also ready to continue to release the song of the resentful spirit.
At this moment, the gray-robed man suddenly attacked the wolf clan saint warrior, and saw a gray mist suddenly appeared in front of the gray skull, on the only way to the wolf clan saint warrior.
This gray fog is not ordinary fog, it is the withering breath of level six undead magic. As long as any creature enters the range of Withering Breath, it will not only consume a large amount of fighting energy or magic, but also its vitality will be quickly consumed, its body will be exhausted rapidly, and it will become a corpse in a short time. After becoming a corpse, even if it is a Saint-level powerhouse, its strength will be greatly reduced.
Although the sixth-level magic is not fatal to the Saint-level powerhouse, it can greatly consume the Saint-level powerhouse's fighting spirit and vitality. The Saint-level powerhouse of the same strength, of course, is relatively more dominant than the young and powerful.
Seeing this scene, the black-robed man frowned in dissatisfaction. Regardless of whether this gray-robed man was intentional or unintentional, once the wolf clan holy warrior was affected by the withering breath, his vitality would definitely be damaged. If he turns into a puppet, he will lose a certain amount of strength. If he loses a certain amount of vitality, his strength will definitely be damaged again. This is not what he wants to see.
But he couldn't say anything. One is that the gray-robed man does this in a strict sense and there is no problem, and it is always correct to consume the enemy's vital power.
Another gray-robed man must be superior to him in strength and status. Although his qualifications are older than the gray-robed man, everything in this line of Necromancer depends on strength. Seniors with high qualifications can only be qualified to speak, and strength is decisive.
The next scene made both the gray-robed man and the black-robed man stunned, because the wolf clan saint warrior did not break through the withering breath as they had imagined, and then cracked the song of the wraith spirit, but suddenly turned around and killed directly. By the side of the undead puppet mage.
The black-robed men took control of the undead puppet mage for the first time, but the speed of the puppet mage was far worse than that of the wolf clan saint warrior. Only two puppet mages were relatively close to the undead beast to avoid disaster. All other puppet mage were demolished Become a part.
Seeing this scene, the black-robed man was not only not angry, but he was relieved. At least the wolf clan sage warrior is intact. It does not matter that the puppet mage is dismantled. The wolf clan sacred warrior's strength is the most important.