Chapter 421: Energy _1
Translator: 549690339 ,
If it was before, No. 1 would have been scared when he was stared at by the Necromancer. However, perhaps song Qing’s previous actions had shocked him too much. When he was stared at by the Necromancer, he had goosebumps all over his body, but he was still dumbfounded. He instinctively looked down on song Qing and could not say a word for a long time.
At this moment, number one had long forgotten the fear of his weapon being snatched away. The same weapon displayed completely different effects in the hands of different people.
If song qingxiao hadn’t personally taken the bow from him, he would have suspected that there was some kind of secret hidden in it.
“Hmph!” Song qingxiao was being stared at by the Necromancer. She snorted and threw the crossbow back to No. 1, who was still in a daze.
Number one seemed to have woken up from a dream after being hit. When he thought of the previous scene, he was extremely shocked and hurriedly said,”
“You, how did you do it?”
He swallowed his saliva, his voice still trembling.
“Spiritual power.” Song Qing stared at the Necromancer, didn’t you notice that the spiritual energy here is abnormally dense?”
The stars in the sky and the dead souls on the ground seemed to reflect each other, forming a unique magnetic field.
Even the Necromancer in front of him did not have a physical body. He was more like a dark creature formed by death aura and spiritual energy.
Judging from the densely packed skeletons that looked like ants on the square, these should have died at the undead altar and were the corpses that hadn’t passed the checkpoint.
The escapees had said before that if they couldn’t cross the spirit altar and became sacrifices, their souls would be imprisoned here, never to be reincarnated, and they would become his slaves.
Song qingxiao speculated that the Necromancer’s power was probably obtained by absorbing the energy of these creatures.
in other words, the more people who died here, the more powerful the death mage would be.
instead of saying that the trial-taker was fighting a Necromancer, it would be more appropriate to say that they were fighting thousands of vengeful souls that could not rest in peace.
If one wanted to defeat the Necromancer, they would have to break the special spiritual force magnetic field that had formed here long ago and shuffle the energy with great magical powers. Only then would the Necromancer be disabled!
Otherwise, no matter what he did, as long as the vengeful souls here were not gone, it was equivalent to a Necromancer having infinite power and backing. At that moment, the black mist that had surged out from the spot where the Necromancer had been shot was sucked in by an unknown gravitational force, filling up the black hole.
His fingertips moved, and the palm that had been pierced through was restored to its original state.
This also confirmed song Qingxin’s guess, causing her heart to sink and her expression to become extremely serious.
The spiritual power here was too strong. The arrow she shot earlier was imbued with mental power, so it only hurt the Necromancer’s skin and hair, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.
On the contrary, song qingxiao’s wisp of spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the ocean under his massive energy body. He could no longer sense it.
The skeleton’s voice was getting closer and closer. Even without looking back, she could tell that number five and number six could not hold on any longer. They must have retreated to the upper middle of the stairs.
The sound of number six’s flute was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and number Five’s roars were also filled with pain. In at most three to five minutes, they would probably have to retreat to the altar.
There were too many skeletons, and the power of the undead was strong. The stars were still absorbing the power of the living, and the Army of the Dead was getting closer and closer.
There were pursuers behind them and resistance in front of them. There was no way to advance or retreat. Could it be that everyone was really going to die in this trial?
As soon as song qingxiao thought of this, cold sweat poured out of his back. His tight calves twitched frequently, and he felt a faint pain.
Number one didn’t understand what she was trying to say, but he did understand what she meant by ‘mental power’.
She had added mental strength to the crossbow, which was why it could hurt death mages, who were also formed from pure energy.
Number one understood this point and was overjoyed. At this time, he couldn’t care about the pain in his heart. He reached behind his waist and grabbed a large handful of arrows, preparing to load them on his bow.
“Then you take it and shoot him!”
“It’s no use.” Song Qing’s voice was hoarse as he shook his head.
If it was useful, she would have done it long ago without number one’s request. Although she had already entered the state of enlightenment, her spiritual power was nothing compared to the Necromancer’s. She was not his opponent. Moreover, her strength wasn’t at its peak. At this time, large amounts of Ling power were being absorbed by the stars above and on the ground.
No matter how hard she tried to seal her meridians, she could only slow down the speed of the loss of spiritual power, but could not completely lock the spiritual power in her meridians.
No. l’s happy expression froze for a moment after hearing her words. At this time, the Necromancer moved his fingers and healed the ‘wound’ on his palm, but he did not stop his movements!
As his fingertips moved, a black energy gathered at his fingertips and quickly turned into several small black dots, flying around his fingertips.
The black mist swirled between his fingers and palms. The scene was similar to the totem on the altar, and it grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black bird that grew to the size of an Eagle.
The Necromancer raised his hand, and the undead birds around his palm flapped their wings and flew toward song qingxiao and the other two! These black undead birds had long tails of black mist behind them, and with every flap of their wings, a large amount of undead energy would leak out.
It didn’t take long for the altar to be covered in a black mist.
The birds of the undead were coming at them aggressively, and number one was still holding his hand up. When he heard the words ‘useless’ from song Qing’s novel, he was stunned for a moment. Before he could understand what she meant, he noticed the Necromancer’s movements from the comer of his eye.
He didn’t have the time to ask what song qingxiao meant. He pushed off the ground with his hands and tried to get up.
With the sound of flapping wings, seven or eight black birds flew above the three people.
With each revolution, black mist would spread out and cover song qingxiao, number 1, and number 7’s heads and bodies!
Number one stood up and leaned against song qingxiao. Number seven, who was lying on the ground, also stood up with his tail supporting his upper body. The few of them stood back to back and looked up at these terrifying creatures. Large clouds of black mist dyed the surroundings black. Those seven or eight undead birds were flying in the black mist, and their eyes flickered with two green-bean sized will-o-wisps, just like the flames in the eyes of necromancers.
After the birds flew a few rounds, they suddenly raised their heads and let out a shrill and unpleasant cry. They spread their wings and rushed down to the people below!
Its diving posture brought about a rapid whirlwind, and the undead bird’s sharp claws seemed to be able to capture people’s souls!
An undead bird was at the forefront. When it came down, the shadow IT brought with it completely blocked the Starlight above it.
The bird was getting closer and closer, and the black mist behind it made its body look even bigger. Its black wings were like thick ink, and it rushed toward song Qing with a heart-palpitating feeling.
The power of the undead cut song Qing’s small face with the wind.. Its wide-open mouth was aimed at song Qing’s small eyes, and its open claws were aimed at her heart!
Chapter 421: Energy _1
Translator: 549690339 ,
If it was before, No. 1 would have been scared when he was stared at by the Necromancer. However, perhaps song Qing’s previous actions had shocked him too much. When he was stared at by the Necromancer, he had goosebumps all over his body, but he was still dumbfounded. He instinctively looked down on song Qing and could not say a word for a long time.
At this moment, number one had long forgotten the fear of his weapon being snatched away. The same weapon displayed completely different effects in the hands of different people.
If song qingxiao hadn’t personally taken the bow from him, he would have suspected that there was some kind of secret hidden in it.
“Hmph!” Song qingxiao was being stared at by the Necromancer. She snorted and threw the crossbow back to No. 1, who was still in a daze.
Number one seemed to have woken up from a dream after being hit. When he thought of the previous scene, he was extremely shocked and hurriedly said,”
“You, how did you do it?”
He swallowed his saliva, his voice still trembling.
“Spiritual power.” Song Qing stared at the Necromancer, didn’t you notice that the spiritual energy here is abnormally dense?”
The stars in the sky and the dead souls on the ground seemed to reflect each other, forming a unique magnetic field.
Even the Necromancer in front of him did not have a physical body. He was more like a dark creature formed by death aura and spiritual energy.
Judging from the densely packed skeletons that looked like ants on the square, these should have died at the undead altar and were the corpses that hadn’t passed the checkpoint.
The escapees had said before that if they couldn’t cross the spirit altar and became sacrifices, their souls would be imprisoned here, never to be reincarnated, and they would become his slaves.
Song qingxiao speculated that the Necromancer’s power was probably obtained by absorbing the energy of these creatures.
in other words, the more people who died here, the more powerful the death mage would be.
instead of saying that the trial-taker was fighting a Necromancer, it would be more appropriate to say that they were fighting thousands of vengeful souls that could not rest in peace.
If one wanted to defeat the Necromancer, they would have to break the special spiritual force magnetic field that had formed here long ago and shuffle the energy with great magical powers. Only then would the Necromancer be disabled!
Otherwise, no matter what he did, as long as the vengeful souls here were not gone, it was equivalent to a Necromancer having infinite power and backing. At that moment, the black mist that had surged out from the spot where the Necromancer had been shot was sucked in by an unknown gravitational force, filling up the black hole.
His fingertips moved, and the palm that had been pierced through was restored to its original state.
This also confirmed song Qingxin’s guess, causing her heart to sink and her expression to become extremely serious.
The spiritual power here was too strong. The arrow she shot earlier was imbued with mental power, so it only hurt the Necromancer’s skin and hair, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.
On the contrary, song qingxiao’s wisp of spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the ocean under his massive energy body. He could no longer sense it.
The skeleton’s voice was getting closer and closer. Even without looking back, she could tell that number five and number six could not hold on any longer. They must have retreated to the upper middle of the stairs.
The sound of number six’s flute was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and number Five’s roars were also filled with pain. In at most three to five minutes, they would probably have to retreat to the altar.
There were too many skeletons, and the power of the undead was strong. The stars were still absorbing the power of the living, and the Army of the Dead was getting closer and closer.
There were pursuers behind them and resistance in front of them. There was no way to advance or retreat. Could it be that everyone was really going to die in this trial?
As soon as song qingxiao thought of this, cold sweat poured out of his back. His tight calves twitched frequently, and he felt a faint pain.
Number one didn’t understand what she was trying to say, but he did understand what she meant by ‘mental power’.
She had added mental strength to the crossbow, which was why it could hurt death mages, who were also formed from pure energy.
Number one understood this point and was overjoyed. At this time, he couldn’t care about the pain in his heart. He reached behind his waist and grabbed a large handful of arrows, preparing to load them on his bow.
“Then you take it and shoot him!”
“It’s no use.” Song Qing’s voice was hoarse as he shook his head.
If it was useful, she would have done it long ago without number one’s request. Although she had already entered the state of enlightenment, her spiritual power was nothing compared to the Necromancer’s. She was not his opponent. Moreover, her strength wasn’t at its peak. At this time, large amounts of Ling power were being absorbed by the stars above and on the ground.
No matter how hard she tried to seal her meridians, she could only slow down the speed of the loss of spiritual power, but could not completely lock the spiritual power in her meridians.
No. l’s happy expression froze for a moment after hearing her words. At this time, the Necromancer moved his fingers and healed the ‘wound’ on his palm, but he did not stop his movements!
As his fingertips moved, a black energy gathered at his fingertips and quickly turned into several small black dots, flying around his fingertips.
The black mist swirled between his fingers and palms. The scene was similar to the totem on the altar, and it grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black bird that grew to the size of an Eagle.
The Necromancer raised his hand, and the undead birds around his palm flapped their wings and flew toward song qingxiao and the other two! These black undead birds had long tails of black mist behind them, and with every flap of their wings, a large amount of undead energy would leak out.
It didn’t take long for the altar to be covered in a black mist.
The birds of the undead were coming at them aggressively, and number one was still holding his hand up. When he heard the words ‘useless’ from song Qing’s novel, he was stunned for a moment. Before he could understand what she meant, he noticed the Necromancer’s movements from the comer of his eye.
He didn’t have the time to ask what song qingxiao meant. He pushed off the ground with his hands and tried to get up.
With the sound of flapping wings, seven or eight black birds flew above the three people.
With each revolution, black mist would spread out and cover song qingxiao, number 1, and number 7’s heads and bodies!
Number one stood up and leaned against song qingxiao. Number seven, who was lying on the ground, also stood up with his tail supporting his upper body. The few of them stood back to back and looked up at these terrifying creatures. Large clouds of black mist dyed the surroundings black. Those seven or eight undead birds were flying in the black mist, and their eyes flickered with two green-bean sized will-o-wisps, just like the flames in the eyes of necromancers.
After the birds flew a few rounds, they suddenly raised their heads and let out a shrill and unpleasant cry. They spread their wings and rushed down to the people below!
Its diving posture brought about a rapid whirlwind, and the undead bird’s sharp claws seemed to be able to capture people’s souls!
An undead bird was at the forefront. When it came down, the shadow IT brought with it completely blocked the Starlight above it.
The bird was getting closer and closer, and the black mist behind it made its body look even bigger. Its black wings were like thick ink, and it rushed toward song Qing with a heart-palpitating feeling.
The power of the undead cut song Qing’s small face with the wind.. Its wide-open mouth was aimed at song Qing’s small eyes, and its open claws were aimed at her heart!
