With the bombardment of lightning, the rapidly beating current ran around Ricky's body, and the burnt breath was released from his body.
In order to release this lightning, the Thunderbird also exhausted all the mana in its body. Its eyes were a little tired. The injury on its body and the emptiness of mana made its body weaker. The only thing that makes it feel a little relieved is that its lightning has achieved results. Under the bombardment of lightning, Ricky, who recovered from death, lost all his breath again.
"Farewell." It sent out a burst of mourning, just wanted to struggle to return to the previous camp, but Ricky, who had no breath, got up again.
"Wait, I'm not under the control of the necromancer." After waking up again, Ricky said repeatedly, as if he was afraid of Thunderbirds. He couldn't help but say another lightning strike. "I know what you're worried about. I've seen the dead manipulated by him. Those dead have full respect for that rod, but I'm not. If I have the chance, I'll kill him and recapture the remains of the hero Tanan!"
According to Ricky, the suspicion in Thunderbird's eyes seemed to be dispelled, but it still didn't let down its guard: "in this case, how did you regain your new life?"
"I don't know... When my consciousness was dying, I felt a force that pulled me back from death. Although I don't know who did this to me, I'm sure it wasn't the necromancer." After getting up, Ricky patted away the blackened marks on his body, and his eyes showed a look of doubt.
"Is this krylord? No matter how long it has passed, this wilderness has not changed."
Just then, a burst of inquiry came to his ears. According to his reputation, he saw several creatures in different costumes, including elves that Ricky had never seen but heard of, as well as human figures.
The first is a man in a white robe. Ricky has seen this dress on some mages. Those mages like this dress, but somehow, the man in front of him gives Ricky a different feeling. It seems that his robe is more holy and solemn.
"Our purpose is not here. What we want to go is the snow mountain more distant than here. Your heart is there." Beside him, an old fairy woman with white hair said slowly, and her eyes also looked to the south where the sun set.
"Mage..." seems to be aware of the costumes on those people. Thunderbird suddenly remembers many bad memories. Once, the people were miserable under the slavery of the mage. It didn't change everything until a hero appeared.
"Don't be impulsive." Noticing the change of Thunderbird's look, Ricky quickly grabbed it and said soothingly. He looked at the human man in the line, and his arms trembled faintly.
From the man, Ricky felt a familiar breath. It was the breath that awakened him from the darkness and set him on the earth again.
"Let's go."
It seemed that he noticed Ricky's line of sight. The man smiled at him, ignored him and walked south with the people behind him.
Ricky looked at the man's side face and wrote down his face. He didn't know who the man was and didn't want to have anything to do with creatures other than krylord. Since he could wake up from death, he wouldn't waste this opportunity.
He patted the Thunderbird under his body and jumped on its back: "set out for the hero Tanan."
Thunderbird understood what he meant, dragged his seriously injured body, soared in the wasteland sky again, and flew rapidly towards the once defeated battlefield.
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"The master's strength is really extraordinary. He cleared the obstacles of the legion with one move. Now we can move forward safely."
On the wasteland where the battle ended, as rod's body fell from the air, the commander immediately praised.
Recalling the lightning that spread all over the sky, as if the thunder was also angry, farezer's words were half flattery and half from his heart. Although there were many strong members in the Legion, they were not in the same grade as rod in terms of real strength.
However, somehow, farezer always felt that there was something wrong. The lightning released by the Master seemed to be much weaker than usual. The dead Legion members were not reborn under his power. It seemed that what appeared in front of him was only a weakened version of the master.
Shaking his head, farezer quickly threw this idea aside. If it was seen by the master's eyes that can see through people's hearts, things would not be very good. It must be that the master is preserving his strength and dealing with those savage creatures. He doesn't need the master's full strength at all.
Just as farezer convinced himself, rod's eyes swept the Legion members, swept the fallen Thunderbird bodies, and finally stopped on the hero Tanan.
"Don't bother so much."
After coming to farezer, rod didn't care what the commander thought and said quickly.
"For a long time, I have not allowed the members of the Legion to transport the remains of the hero Tanan by flying. The only reason is that the sky does not belong to us, but belongs to our enemies. Both the angels of elacia and the Dragon legion of Morril firmly occupy the advantage of the sky. Once they meet those enemies in the sky, I'm afraid the remains of the hero will be difficult to find Keep it. "
After a pause, rod continued, "but now, everything is different. Those angels are facing the attack of demons. The whole west eracia has turned into their battlefield, and the Dragon King mauriel is also trapped in the shackles of war and unable to hinder us. This sky is no longer our obstacle."
Aside, farezer seemed to hear something, and asked with a shock of spirit, "master, what do you mean..."
Rod nodded. He slowly raised his hand. Behind him, Thunderbirds that fell from the air, covered with blood and whose bones were broken, slowly climbed up from the ground in a distorted attitude.
The incomplete bones are being quickly repaired by death energy, and their souls are also returning quickly under the action of soul summoning. Soon, with the role of the ghost King's cloak, a group of Thunderbird like vampires appeared in front of farezer.
Aware of the transformed undead creature, rod slightly tilted his mouth. The body created through the mirror Dharma is difficult to play the real power of an artifact, only less than half of it.
In this case, what rod transformed is no longer the former corpse Witch King, but an ordinary vampire. It simply has no impact on the speed of Thunderbird and can meet his needs.
"Bring the remains of heroes. These Thunderbirds will help us quickly reach the end of the continent." Looking at the Thunderbirds, rod said quickly.