Chapter 218

The dark shadows were constantly surging, forming thousands of thick threads of hair, shooting at the wrists and ankles of giant Hanlong.

"Lunk

A shadow flashed by, and the masked woman instantly appeared beside the giant Han. The enchanted sword in her hand fell from the sky. On the sharp metal edge, two long and narrow crescent shaped dark green light arcs appeared.

The long and narrow light blade cuts a small part of the front shadow silk thread, and the rest of the shadow silk has no meaning of changing the track, so it runs through the hands and feet of the giant Hanlong who is mummified by the shadow.

The sharp pain caused by the penetration made lunk's struggling hands and feet lose their strength temporarily and are pulled together by bandage like shadows.

Boom -

the huge body fell to the ground.

Bound by the shadow, lunk uttered a dull hum. Although he could not hear the content clearly, his voice was undoubtedly a curse.

On the other side, zoffen, a shadowy crow in a gentleman's tuxedo, did not know when he had created a set of tables and chairs, and sat down on the chair, opening the theater mode.

"Come on, I didn't expect that these people were... Tut. No wonder the master said that they couldn't be killed. It's useless to kill them. It's not delicious."

He picked up the coffee cup, which was also made of shadows, from the table, reached to his mouth and took a pretentious sip.

Another shadow crow Lord came to the table and sat down in a chair.

After a bit of testing, they were able to determine that only one person was needed to deal with the two humans... No, a crow would be enough.

"What's the matter with the master?"

"I don't know. It won't be a problem anyway."

...

at this time, the count of Susi had walked out of the gate of the castle and watched his subordinates killed by shadow servants. To his surprise, he did not have any similar dissatisfaction or sadness.

When he appeared, there was hope in the eyes of his subordinates.

However, the count of Susie did not act accordingly.

Such actions made the hope in the eyes of his subordinates gradually disappear, become doubts, and then become unbelievable.

The count of Susie looked at his subordinates with cold eyes, but had no intention to rescue them.

One of the professionals, on the verge of death and serious injury, struggled to climb to the feet of the count of Susi, but the rest of the professionals did not have such a chance. They were killed mercilessly by shadow servants.

Looking at such a scene, the professional's eyes turned red and his throat hoarse growled:

"count! Why? Why... "

At the end of his last words, his body, which had been severely damaged, lost its vitality. His eyes, which were unwilling, angry and disappointed, looked at the direction of count Susie.

The count of Susie looked at him coldly, as if unmoved.

A shadow crow flew to his side, the gray light in his eyes flashed, and the shadow on the ground twisted and extended, forming a night illusion.

He pressed his hat gently, and mirat squinted and said with a smile, "count Susie, should we open the door and talk about it now?"

The psychic black fog still exists in the sky. As time goes on, it becomes more and more dark, and the dark clouds gradually accumulate.

The light that can penetrate from the dark clouds is becoming rarer and rarer. After being covered by black fog, there is not much left.

And as the sky grew darker, huge snowflakes fell from the sky.

The count of Susie went forward, with a calm, calm look.

After enchanting the luxurious boots, stepping on the dark ground, stepping in the blood of professionals.

Hundreds of professional bodies, hundreds of soldiers.

The shadow servant just glanced at him as he passed by, and then slowly walked to the stubborn resistance line formed by less than ten professionals and soldiers.

Most of the more than 4000 shadow minions did not attack. They faithfully followed Yat's orders and did not attack if they were not attacked.

Count Susie stopped in front of a professional with closed eyes, looked at his mutilated body and sighed:

"Sir silver crow, why?"

"Why? What are you asking? Why destroy the bodies of the dead, or why not just do it to you? "

Art takes off his hat and plays.

The word "undead" made count Susie's eyes flutter.

Then he was silent for a moment:

"unlike Kass, I lack a powerful attack technique, because of the differences in thinking and attributes, the structure of my spell sequence is unstable, and it is easy to have problems."

"Especially after I was promoted to Apocalypse by external force, I had no progress. No matter how many times I tried, the structure of my magic sequence would start to collapse after using it several times, and finally it would collapse completely.""But I can't do it."

He looked up and looked up at the sky:

my spiritual attribute is the wind attribute, but my meditation is dark

"Any wizard understands the consequences of different attributes of spirit and meditation."

Count Susie was silent, stepping on the water of blood, which was not fresh red, but dark red, and even many were black.

It's not because the shadow as the base color is black.

It's the color of blood, black, stinky black.

But both the professional and the soldiers were as if they had not seen it, and they were unaware.

"Art just smiles:

" there is no way to solve the problem of the North Duke by the necromancy. "

"No attempt, no chance, isn't it?" Count Susie was indifferent.

The smile at the corner of Yat's mouth slowly disappeared, and he put the hat back on his head:

to obtain the dark attribute psionic energy through the idea of the underworld, but the spirit energy is ultimately the spirit energy, not the negative energy

"Yes." Count Susie nodded.

"Spirit is a derivative of soul, negative energy is derived from soul, and it is also a derivative of soul. Even some people think it is a derivative of spirit, but they are not the same."

"The attribute of spirit is the attribute that is brought on in the process of deriving spirit from soul."

"And negative energy is the soul changes step by step before it derives from the soul."

"Spirit is easy to change, can be accompanied by various changes. Therefore, all kinds of casters will choose spirit as the basic energy of casting. The spiritual energy obtained by the meditation idea is the special spirit."

"It's totally different."

He looked at his palm and narrowed his eyes:

although there are different places, dark attribute is the closest energy to negative energy. Dark elements and negative energy are two different things, only attributes are similar. "

"After death, the bridge of spirit and the body are disconnected, the harmony of vitality is lost, and the energy derived from the soul leaves only negative state."

"That's negative energy."

His eyes looked at the dead, the professional and the soldiers, as if he were looking at the experimental objects.

"Only from the real dead can we get the secret of negative energy."

At first, he accidentally knew that his highness had gradually lost the status of blue blood, and was saved by the scarra adults many times and benefitted many times, and wanted to repay the kindness.

The sorcerer of the life department is not missing under his highness scarra, who is a great wizard of the life department.

Therefore, he did not choose the idea of wood attribute which is similar to wind attribute, but rather chose dark attribute, which is far away from that of wind.

He wanted to start with the direction of the necromancer, and find ways to help his highness scarra.

And with his idea of wind attribute which he has been practicing, he relies on a large number of dark attribute materials to make his spiritual energy attached to the dark attribute.

The main attribute also changes from the wind property to the dark attribute.

After that, he was keen on human experiments, and began to contact and protect some dead magicians secretly. When the materials were not enough, he brought the criminals who could not be killed into dungeons, making them materials on the experimental platform.

Even to obtain certain "materials", the innocent are plundered.

He was promoted to heaven by special means, but he had no way to get promoted again.

Unconsciously, he also lost the identity of the blue blood.

The speed of the mind is no longer possible.

With his progress, his accomplishments in life system magic are getting higher and higher, and the blood vessels of the devils have reached nearly 80% purity.

With no information, he successfully transformed human beings into semi giants, and the apartheid between them was solved well.

He has begun the study of soul transfer - the soul transfer between blue blood people.

The soul of one blue blood person is transplanted to the other, and it does not lead to soul corruption.

After the bridge of spirit breaks down, the soul will gradually turn into negative energy, and even if it is transferred to another body, blue blood cannot be used.

Next, what needs to be done is the ability to recognize blue blood.

Blue blood can identify the similarities and differences of soul. If the soul and body are different, blue blood will fail.

This is a problem - it is clear that the blue blood on the dead blue blood person can still work.

Unfortunately, there is no time.

He looked at art, and a glimmer of fierce light came out of his eyes.

"Sorry sir silver crow, since you have found my secret, I can't keep you. For his highness scarra..." br >

Tut, it's true. "Art could not help but shake his head. This count of Susie, with his almost obsessive loyalty, was undoubtedly worthy of respect.

But there is also no doubt that this is the enemy.

It's a pity that he has made a contract with the North Duke about the problems that may be solved. He can't tell anyone.

It's a problem that can be solved only by saying it out...

but it's not sure, let alone whether the count of Susie will believe it. Even if he believes it, there is no remedy.

If you are not mistaken, this count of Susi is already half dead.

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