Vol 2 Chapter 471: Coercion and Phylogram

Looking at the wound on his left shoulder, although it no longer bleeds, the wound exudes a dark brown color, like rotten flesh, with more strands of black aura flowing along the blood vessels of the left shoulder towards Al’s body. Spread, leaving a shocking black mark on the surface of Al's skin.
At the same time, there were faint crying sounds in Al's ears, and there were illusions flashing in front of him from time to time, which was obviously a sequelae of the ‘Bone Spear of the Resentful’.
Slightly stretched out his hand, only to see that the two ancient guardians immediately turned into the power of nature and dissipated, and the two seeds flew into Al's hands again, and were collected by Al.
As for the giant bone lord, when the necromancer was severely injured by Al, he retracted into the necrosphere and disappeared.
Walking to the necromancer, Al looked at him and said, "Who sent you to assassinate me."
Suffocating the pain of black electric light swallowing his body, the necromancer said: "You want to know? Then kneel down and beg me, so I can consider telling you."
Hearing this, Al waved his right hand expressionlessly, and immediately the left arm of the necromancer was cut off by Al, but there was no blood flowing out strangely, but this does not mean that the necromancer is gone. Pain, listening to his screams knows that he can feel the pain of a broken arm.
"Hey, hey, you+ can kill me, but I'm not afraid to tell you that even though I am dead today, I will still find revenge from you in the future. At that time, it is impossible for you to die. I will kill you. Refining it into an abomination, it makes you look at your rotten and ugly body every day, the soul is trapped in the dirty body and cannot resist."
"Okay, wait for you to find me, defeat me, and catch me before you talk. Now you are in my hands. If you don't say what I want to know, you can never die. As long as you don't die, It can't be transformed into a lich, right."
Upon hearing Al's words, the face of the necromancer changed drastically. He stared at Al, and shouted in a low voice, "Why do you know this? How could you know that I intend to transform into a lich!"
"I didn't know it, but you shouldn't underestimate me. When you talk to me, you are secretly preparing to transform. In front of me, a wizard who controls the forces of nature, no breath of death can escape me. eye."
While talking, Al raised his foot and kicked a stone near the ground where the necromancer was lying. Then he reached out and grabbed the stone that looked no different from ordinary stones, and smiled: " It’s really a creative thing to make a phylogenetic look like an ordinary stone, but I don’t know how much power your phylogenetic can withstand.

After that, Al’s hand holding the stone lit up a black-red hellfire, and gradually manipulated the hellfire to approach the stone, and when he saw that the hellfire was about to wrap the stone, the necromancer Suddenly yelled.
"Remove the flame, quickly remove the flame, I will tell you what you want to ask."
With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, Al controlled the group of hellfire slightly away from the stones, and at the same time said: "I still have that question. Who hired you to assassinate me?"
The necromancer was silent for a moment. When Al once again moved the hellfire close to the stone, the necromancer immediately said in a panic: "This is the order of Prince Wen Liu Che. He ordered me to wait here. If He left the hunting manor with you, then there is no need to assassinate you, but if you left by yourself, then do it on you."
Raising his eyebrows lightly, Al looked a little serious and said: "What you said is true? It is really Prince Wen Liu Che!"
Looking at the shocked Al, the necromancer immediately swore a curse: "What I said is true, otherwise you can kill me immediately. I have absolutely no complaints."
With a heavy nod, Al's eyes flashed with dark green light, and he said faintly: "I didn't expect that Prince Wen Liu Che would be such a person. I really believed him a little bit wrongly. How did the infant prince know that I am here."
"Of course Liu Han got rid of the people in the hunting manor and provided His Royal Highness Liu Zhi..."
As soon as he said this, the necromancer suddenly reflected. He looked at Al's eyes with dark green light, and whispered: "You actually applied illusion to me!"
With a sneer, Al said, "Of course, if I use illusion on you at the beginning, then you will definitely resist very much. I may not get the real news, but I relax your vigilance with words, and then cooperate with illusion. , Is enough for you to tell the truth."
Seeing Al, whose face was gradually turning with murderous air, a trace of panic appeared on the face of the necromancer. He looked at Al and immediately pleaded: "My lord, my lord Al, I was wrong, I was really wrong. , Please forgive me, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet, as long as you forgive me, then I can promise no matter what, no matter what..."
Before he finished speaking, the group of hellfire floating beside Al suddenly fell on the necromancer~EbookFREE.me~ in the hellfire that quickly enveloped his entire body, the necromancer sent off A scream.
I saw thick white bone spurs about to rush out of the necromancer's body, but they were completely suppressed by Al's "vector magic eye" power, and soon the hellfire burned the necromancer to death, a little bit. No dust left.
At the same time, Al can clearly feel that an invisible and intangible soul power is rushing to the rock in his hand along with a huge spiritual power, but it is when these soul power and spiritual power are rushing to the rock. During the process, Al exerted force with one hand and directly crushed the stone, revealing a black bead inside. Obviously, this was the phylogeny of the necromancer.
A wave of spiritual power radiated from the black beads. This was the soul of the necromancer begging Al for mercy, but Al just sneered at this, and a group of hellfire lit up in his hand, wrapped in black beads. It burned, and under the curse of the soul of the necromancer, the black beads finally broke apart and disappeared into the flames in bits and pieces.
And with the destruction of the phylactery, the necromancer completely disappeared in the main material realm, not even a trace of it remained. Compared with the normal deaths, the ordinary people who left a trace of soul in the main material realm are far inferior. . (To be continued.)