Chapter 162: No art cell at all (Happy New Year)

A strong rotten rotten odor came out from the church. A four-meter-high monster came out of the church. Its body was swollen and bulky. There were dense stitches and stitching marks everywhere, and several stitches were stitched on the body. Arms with weird inky chains.
The guard's clothes hung on its stomach, and the two rows of cold bones were clearly a big mouth that would devour life at any time.
Stitching strange.
Artificial monsters created by Necromancers who have mastered alchemy. They have undead life and chaotic wisdom. Due to the different materials used, the combat effectiveness is different, but the weakest stitching monster is also a terrible kill on the battlefield. machine.
Tang En's doubts: How did this monster appear here? It's not too far from Yalinks here. A few days away is nothing for a real master. Necromancers who come to this kind of place are undoubtedly fatal.
"Monster !!!"
The remaining guards saw that the guards were swallowed up by the monsters in a blink of an eye, scaring the spirits and escaping faster.
"Meat ... food ... all come here!"
The bloated and heavy suture monster was not slow to act. The huge arm flung hard, and the black iron hook whistled out. It directly caught a running guard, and the back arm pulled hard, and the chain flew with the guard. Back, at the same time suture the two arms holding a meat cleaver on his shoulder and chopped it down!
In the blink of an eye, the guard's flesh flew across, followed closely, the bones on the suture monster's stomach twisted and opened, and the guard's body was swallowed into the stomach ...
Then he spit out the armor again.
In the church, the necromancer Ignaz standing among a pile of body wrinkles.
"These idiots, I thought they could be of some use. I didn't expect it to be such a waste ... let alone, it will become my new experiment."
Ignaz looked at the Stitch Monster with a frantic look: "It seems that the method of making this Stitch Monster is real ... Although it was disturbed and the ceremony was not completed, it already has Enough strength. "
"If the ritual is complete and the materials used are replaced with a sufficiently powerful body of Warcraft or a strong body, then I can even create a master-class stitching monster!"
"If the materials are sufficient, I can even form an invincible army! The powerful stitching monsters are paired with the skull sea tactics, and every country in Prandall must surrender in front of my army!"
Ignaz, who was in a state of frenzy, looked at the stitching monster as if he was looking at the perfect lover, but unfortunately the emotions would only make people creepy.
"You ... all die ..."
The heavy footsteps of the Stitching Monster rang, and the guards it chased into despair, they had never been more eager to be rescued by the gods than they are now.
It is a pity that what they do and their unreligious beliefs do not make the gods blessed.
So soon they followed in the footsteps of the captain and became the staple of the stitching.
All the robbers have been cleared by the guards, and the guards have all died tragically in the hands of the stitching monsters, and there is a silence in the dense misty morning mist town.
"Hungry ... want to eat meat ... the smell of living ..."
The sewing monster smelled the lively breath in the air and followed the odor to the hotel.
"Nora hates that monster."
Nora wrinkled her nose and was very upset: "It smells bad!"
"Really?" Tang En smiled, "let's kill it."
Anyway, those dead guards have been killed by it, it has played its value, and it is meaningless to keep it.
Tang En waved his hand gently, and the bright fireball jumped out. Unstable flames bounced around the fireball. With a backhand shot, the unstable fireball fell from the sky.
The stitching monster noticed the movement in the sky and stared at the approaching fireball.
The speed of the fireball is very slow, just like a feather falling from the sky, fluttering lightly.
"Fireball? Funny ... stitch the monster and break it."
Ignaz only noticed the fireball at this time, but he didn't feel the strong breath at all.
Break it?
The stitching monster looked at the falling fireball and wanted to swing the chain, but it found that its body was extremely heavy and could not move at all.
Master ... Hurry ... Escape ...
The sewing monster turned his head stiffly and looked at the church.
Shattering it ... I can't do it at all ...
The fireball landed on the stitching monster. The next moment, a bang sounded, the dazzling light tore the darkness, and it was like returning to noon during the day. The bright flame torn up into the sky, the burning flame will The rotten body of the suture monster was completely burnt to ashes, and even the black chains in its hands were completely melted.
The flame tornado lasted less than a dozen seconds, then disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness again. However, the hurricane that had just been rolled up by the flames dispersed the dense fog and made the streets in the night much clearer.
"how can that be!?"
Seeing that his proud work was destroyed, Ignaz froze, and then fell into anger: "Who is it !? Who ruined my wonderful work !? I want to extract your soul! Let you fall into eternity In pain! "
"You see, so I hate the necromancer the most. There is no art cell at all. This kind of thing also deserves a wonderful work?"
Tang En walked into the church with Nora, and after seeing the situation inside the church, Tang En frowned.
It turned out that this necromancer had killed all the people in the town, and still killed in the church ...
"Aren't you afraid of punishment?"
Dean looked curiously at Ignaz: "Killing believers in the church, but doing so is blasphemy."
"Blasphemy? When I started to deceive Grittens, I was ready."
Ignaz sneered and grabbed the Bone Staff: "On the list of gods, I am already a dead man. Since he is a dead man, how can he blaspheme?"
Tang En shook his head secretly. If the world was really created by God, then he does not believe that these human means can deceive God.
Being able to sacrifice to become a necromancer can only show that they have not touched the bottom line of God, and their pursuit of power is still within the tolerance of the oracle.
But slaughtering civilians in churches is a blatant blasphemy. If so, he would be safe and sound ... In other words, the gods in this world may not be omniscient?
Is it even possible to be tricked?
Tang En's eyes narrowed slightly, although he had briefly contacted the will of the earth goddess Niscle Claire while in Fort Hammer, Niscle Claire did not have any hostility towards him.
But he was still alert to the gods of this world.
There was a loud bang, and the door of the church was sealed by a thick wall of bones. Then the corpse on the ground crawled up and hugged Ignaz in the center.
"Human Master, although I don't know who you are, you are a good experimental material ... I can feel that your body is different from other people ... So I will leave you a whole body, thank you Yi Lord Gnaz ... "
Ignaz grinned and threw a translucent purple skull at Down: "The curse of the dead!"
The purple skull was tangled around Tang En, and the wind was roaring, as if the temperature around it had dropped a lot.
This skill is very familiar with Tang En, which can greatly reduce people's double resistance, defense and movement speed. It is a PVP magic skill, but for Tang En at this moment, the effect of this skill is minimal and almost immune.
"Bone prison!"
When Ignaz waved his staff, the weird death magic extracted the bones from the nearby corpse, and then twisted to form a prison outside of Dunn.
"Oh?"
Tang En raised his eyebrows, and it turned out to be a standard hand-up spell. Limitation-control-the next one should be the lance of the bone?
There was a gloomy gray light on Ignaz's staff, smirking and pointing to Tang En: "Exhausted!"
Actually guessed wrong ...
Tang En pouted, oh, yes, he said that he would leave the whole body, and of course he would not use the spear.
The gray rays hit Dunn's chest, but Ignaz was surprised that the dedication was ineffective!
"How is this possible? As long as it is a creature, it cannot resist the effects of exhaustion-except for dragons-is it a dragon's heart hidden in your body !?"
Ignaz exclaimed, then became excited again, and his dedication to surgery failed, which did not make him nervous, but made him more curious about Tang En.
"You see, I'm trapped by you too, and I'm going to die soon. Could you tell me before I die, why did you show up here? And people in this town have been slaughtered."
Tang En looked at Ignaz innocently.
"Do I need a reason to kill?"
Ignaz sneered and held up the Bone Bone Staff: "Since exhaustion does not work for you, then directly destroy your soul! I will use your body well-go to death!"
Necromancer's instinct tells Ignaz that Down's body is very different from others, so in order to preserve the integrity of his body as much as possible, the best way is to use exhaustion or soul disintegration.
Exhaustion may not work for a powerful heart, but the disintegration of the soul is different. In this world, even if there are many strong people, their souls are fragile, and the necromancer is a master who is good at this!
"Soul collapse!"
Ignaz quickly completed the release of the spell. His powerful soul fragments and the magic of death merged into Tang En's body!
However, when Ignaz's soul power burst into Tang En's body, he stopped for a moment!
Great Lord of Death ... what did he see! ?
Is this really the soul of a human mage? ?
The next moment, Ignaz's soul fragment was completely consumed by a transparent flame!