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After a long time, a hoarse and ear-piercing voice rang out, "This boring sense of justice again! Do you know that in my life as a necromancer, I have already grown tired of hearing these kind of boring explanations. What innocent, righteous, and the like, these lowly reptiles, even if I, Van'er, am not a necromancer who enjoys their soul, after their death, they would enter the underworld and become nameless wild ghosts. Only a very few lucky fellows would be able to pass through the selection of the Goddess of Life and enter the Goddess of Life's country. I used their souls just to summon them out of the Underworld a little earlier. "

Werther said, "Could it be that the choice the Goddess of Life has for the souls of the dead is that harsh? Why are only a few people able to enter the God Kingdom of the Goddess of Life to enjoy peace and happiness? "

The voice replied, "How should I know? However, he heard that since the Goddess of Life didn't want to waste her divine power to gather souls in the mortal realm, it was better to stay in her own country and use her divine power to create souls. In any case, things that were difficult in the eyes of other Gods were also very simple under the rules grasped by the Goddess of Life. Alright, little fellow, I have been talking with you for a long time. I came here on orders to kill you, and even specially sacrificed thousands of lives, fresh flesh, and soul to summon three Sword Saint level Dark Warriors from the Underworld. I think you should still let me kill you obediently.

It seemed like there was nothing to talk about with this heartless Necromancer. In his previous life, only the Devil Dao would kill innocent lives for their own selfish ends, and the only proper way to deal with this situation was to kill! He was acting on behalf of the heavens! Werther sneered. "It looks like the Goddess of Life didn't properly fulfill her duties either. I'll teach her a lesson when I have the chance in the future.

But to you, to be honest, I have no objection to any magic system. However, if you kill innocent people like this, especially if you make these residents suffer for the sake of killing me, then the invisible cause and effect will fall on me. If I don't kill you to avenge them, then my own conscience will be condemned. Forget it, no matter what happens today, I will make you die in body and spirit. It was the first time since coming to this world that Werther had developed such a strong and persistent killing intent for someone! Even when facing the pursuit of Prince Kaiser and Rommel, even when ambushed by the dark elves, Werther still maintained a calm state of mind. However, Werther only had one belief in this bastard who regarded human lives as grass.

Van'er let out an ear-piercing laugh, "There are too many people on this continent who want to kill me! Tsk tsk, I can almost feel the power hidden inside your body. If I can get your body to refine it into a zombie warrior, I can definitely become a peak Sword Saint Black Warrior expert. If the materials are sufficient, refining a Sword God Puppet wouldn't be a difficult task. Great, I can't wait. Give your flesh and blood to the great King Vancour! Undead Puppet, attack! Kill him! " Under the order, the zombies from the townspeople suddenly accelerated, pouncing toward Werther one by one with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Werther lowered his head slightly, tears spinning in his eyes. He prayed to himself, "I'm sorry, because I brought such a disaster upon you. Don't worry, I'll definitely kill this bastard and avenge you." But now, I will be offending you! " With a swing of the coiling dragon rod, it quickly rushed out. With a sweep of the rod, it split an old zombie into two. With its left palm, it smashed the head of another middle-aged man into pieces. Using the rod and palm at the same time was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep and starting a massacre. However, these zombies were made from the corpses of the townspeople. They had no souls, so they didn't feel pain or fear. Although they were smashed and scattered by Werther one by one, under the control of the Necromancy Magic, they fearlessly pounced forward.

After being refined by Necromancy, each and every one of them will become extremely strong and rough, with no idea what fear is. This is also a terrifying aspect of Necromancy, as long as there are enough corpses, a Necromancer can sweep across the entire world! In the past, there had also been situations where a single Necromancer had slaughtered a city by herself. Werther used his zhenqi and swept his long rod across the city.

His Coiling Dragon Staff was made of Heavenly Stellar Gold, and it was the best way to cut off the conduction of Spiritual Force Magic. As a result, with every swing of the rod, a zombie would be smashed to pieces while the spiritual force of a Necromancer couldn't wake it up again. Van'er's voice sounded again, "Heavenly Stellar Gold? You really have a lot of good things! However, if he was able to deal with other Mages, then in my eyes, Heavenly Stellar Gold is just a useless metal! Dark Undead Warriors, besiege him and offer his flesh and blood to your Master! "

The three dark warriors, who had remained motionless until now, suddenly urged their warhorses at the same time. Accompanied by the creaking of their armor, the three Undead Warriors simultaneously raised the pikes in their hands and charged at Werther with a strange rhythm. The three Skeleton Horse kept galloping faster and faster until it was like a surging wave. Although there were only three people, they were comparable to thousands of horses and soldiers, and all the zombies that were blocking their path were burnt to ashes by the flames of the netherworld's battle qi.

Werther's eyes focused, these three guys were clearly good at a combination attack technique. Although they were Undead Knights, they must have recovered part of their intelligence from their past life, and it just so happened that this kind of guy was the most difficult to deal with. If they also managed to condense a fighting spirit fist god, it would be even more difficult to subdue.

"You're lucky, little boy from the Roland family. This is the Nether Knight that I recruited from the Underworld using thousands of the freshest and sweetest souls. They belong to one of the four giants of the Underworld, the Dark Warrior Lord Mandela. Werther turned a deaf ear, his eyes still staring closely at the three Undead Knights. The three Undead Knights closed in on Werther like a tornado. The one in the lead raised his spear, thrusting it forward. The other two followed suit, and with the three spears in front and behind, they completely sealed off Werther's escape route.

With a clang, it collided with the first longspear, and then two other spear's long spears lunged at him. Werther's hands were like wind wheels, and as fast as lightning, he bumped against the remaining Undead Knights two times. His body was under the attack of gravity, and he couldn't help but take three steps back, his two hands also slightly trembling. These three Undead Knights are all equivalent to experts of the Sword Saint level, but their strength is even greater than that of the Sword Saint I've met! Especially with their excellent coordination, they are indeed formidable opponents! " Werther stared at the three Knights tensely. The three Undead Knights switched moves with Werther and turned their horses around again, staring at Werther with six eyes flickering with ghostfire. Three spears slowly rose up, ready for the next charge.

Werther's brain was working rapidly, trying to think of a way to quickly and effortlessly kill these three guys. Just at this moment, the Knight's charge started once again, and Werther took the initiative to attack like an ape. The Undead Knight wasn't afraid at all. At the same time, he raised the spear in his hands, and with a uniform movement, he opened up the coiling dragon staff. Werther once again crossed paths with the three of them. Looking at the netherworld Dou Qi that seemed to be real from the body of the Undead Knight, a ray of light suddenly flashed in Werther's mind. The corner of his mouth also revealed a smile of excitement.

Since his methods from his previous life could not be used on them, he could only use the methods inherent in the Grace Mainland to restrain them. The best and most effective way to deal with Undead Knights was naturally the holy magic of the Gods of Light, and it just so happened that Werther's Chaos true energy could freely convert magic elements into absorbable true energy. Fortunately, he had borrowed some knowledge about light magic from the Royal Library. He could imitate it perfectly, so the Necromancers would not be able to see through his flaws.

Werther shouted, "You filthy and despicable Necromancer, your actions have angered me. As a believer of the Gods of Light, I represent the Light and give you a fair trial. "Bullet of Light!" Van'er's mocking voice sounded out, "You can't beat me, so you want to pretend to be a light element mage to scare me away? "It's a pity, I've already inquired about it. You're not light at all …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a streak of white light appear in Werther's hand, condensing into flying missiles one after another. Van'er's voice became incomparably fearful once again. "Damn, it's really light magic!" How did you learn it? "That's impossible!" As expected, light magic had a natural restraining effect on darkness and undead magic. Even if a dark warrior of the Sword Saint realm was to face this kind of rank 4 light magic, he would still be somewhat fearful. The three of them raised their spears at the same time. The tip of the spears emitted three streams of netherworld battle qi, directly hitting the projectiles of light. The two elements of the extreme element struck two, two, two, and both dissipated.

In just a few breaths of time, the concentration of light element in Werther's hand had reached an outrageous level. The surrounding darkness element and the dead energy in the underworld were all neutralized and dispersed by the light element, and under Werther's great mental strength and control, the pure yang energy slowly gathered, forming a light sword made purely of light elements.