Chapter 45: I surrender

Pulson is a lich, a wandering lich, unlike those stupid zombies. Lich is a corpse witch with wisdom. Only corpse witch with complete consciousness and wisdom can be qualified to be called a lich.

Therefore, there are not many lichs in the death world, most of them are strong and dominant figures. Most lichs are good at magic and alchemy, especially alchemy. Unlike human alchemy, in this world of death with scarce materials and low civilization, alchemy has completely entered another development direction, and may be called death alchemy.

Every alchemy here is inseparable from the soul, corpse, and death. A bone and a soul are materials for sacrifice, and there is only the most of this kind of thing in the world of death.

The real strength of the Lichs who are good at alchemy is more reflected in the alchemy. They wear gorgeous magic robes, powerful wands, and all their bodies are covered with various magical ornaments. Even the undead mages dare not provoke such lichs easily.

So generally speaking, the lich is powerful, but Pulson is a special one. He just lost in a battle for power and was driven out of his territory, and his magic ornaments were collected all over his body.

Without territory, without magic robes and staff and other weapons and accessories, the Lich's strength has dropped by at least several levels. However, again, the Lich is still a Lich. In this death world, it is still at the upper level of the pyramid of power. There are no convenient and fast magic props, and he still has magic. Although the Lich's magic level cannot be compared with those unique undead mages, there is absolutely no problem in those low-level territories where only skeleton corpse witches are rampant.

Pulson now urgently needs a safe place for him to collect materials and refining props. As long as the props are complete, it is not impossible to regain what belongs to him.

Along the way, Pulson had destroyed several weak territories and collected several powerful souls and corpses. These are good materials for sacrificing props, and the more they are better. Pulson had visited the previous territory once a long time ago. It was a skeleton territory, and the most powerful one was a silver lord. After so many years, I don’t know if there is any change in this territory. However, as long as the Golden Skeleton King was not born, this territory would not resist his strength.

So, Pulson slowly walked into the depths of the territory with a simple bone stick.

Gris lay in a gully, carefully looking at the lich who was slowly walking towards him. In the gully beside him, hundreds of skeletons wrapped in gelatin protective layers were lined up. Each skeleton was carrying a thick bone rod in his hand, and some irregular hard stones were tied through the top, and the lethality increased sharply. The more than 100 skeletons held their breath and tried to reduce the fluctuations of their souls, and quietly waited for the orders of the "deputy" lord.

In order to enable these low-intellectuals to accurately execute his commands, Gris has worked hard. During this period, he trained these skeletons as soon as he had time, from the simplest basic movements of walking, stopping, squatting, and jumping, to now he can barely achieve the state of being able to move and stopping. However, with the intelligence of ordinary skeletons, they can only stop there, and they can't learn any more complicated commands.

In addition to training these similar types, Gris also set up Eagle Eye reconnaissance props in several key places in the territory. The production of this prop is not complicated, and the most important engraved runes must be accurate. This is simply easy for Gris. His ability to describe the copying technique is more than the beauty, and his success rate is 100%.

As soon as hundreds of Eagle Eyes were sprinkled, all the changes outside the territory could not be hidden from him. As soon as Pulson appeared, he was discovered by Gris. A lich, even a lich that was in the land, could not compete with the entire territory. Gris immediately let the same people in the entire territory hide, hoping that the lich who could not find the target would not come in. Who knew that this lich seemed to be very familiar with the environment here and walked straight towards the center of the territory.

It is impossible to hide. Hundreds of skeletons, no matter how secretly they hide, the lich who cannot find a target in the territory searches carefully, and no one can hide. After so much effort, these hundreds of similarities are the basis for Gris to settle down in this world. He is absolutely unwilling to give up easily. Without these similarities, it would only be more dangerous to survive in this world by himself.

He could not hide and could not hide, but was unwilling to give up, so he had to fight. He took the lich away while he was careless and underestimated the enemy. Gris saw it clearly in Hawk's eyes that the lich had no ornaments on his body, and only had a simple bone staff on his hand. He looked very depressed. Such a lich should not be difficult to deal with. He also had his own magic, hundreds of similar people wrapped in gelatin soft armor, and even a strong bone dragon, Susanna, could rely on.

Under the leadership of Gris, hundreds of skeletons were ambushed in the gully on the way forward of the lich, quietly waiting for the lich to enter their encirclement.

Pulson walked without any warning. When he used to collect materials from major territories, he didn't know how many of these low-level territories he could destroy along the way, and nothing could endanger his safety. So when his feet were trapped in the quicksand, he thought he had really stepped on the quicksand pit. Until a pile of strange skeletons jumped silently from the surrounding ditch and rushed towards him quickly, Pulson realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Gris had already arranged a quicksand technique in advance on Pulson's way forward. As soon as he entered the range of quicksand technique, he immediately activated it. The sinking quicksand immediately swallowed the lich's feet.

After the skeletons jumped up, Pulson had no time to pull out his feet and could only rush to sacrifice. Before the bone staff could be raised, a sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The skeletons who have been trained by Gris for a period of time have already mastered the throwing technique. Although they have no accurate head, dozens of skeletons throw at the same target will always hit some of them.

The stones as big as fists enveloped the space around Pulson. At such a close distance, there was no room for him to hide. I could only do not hurry to sacrifice the shield.

The stones were not very lethal, but they could not match the number of them. Nearly one hundred stones were smashed down. Pulson's hastily sacrificial shield exploded in a blink of an eye. A stone hit his mouth, smashing all his sparse front teeth.

In this case, he could not even cast the magic. He hurriedly blew the only bone ring that had been sacrificed before to save his life, and another shield flashed on him. This life-saving magic that was sealed in advance was much stronger than that before, and another wave of stone rain fell down and was blocked.

Tepson was shocked and angry at this moment. What was shocked was that the skeletons in front of them looked so strange. There was a layer of transparent things outside the skeleton. Tepson, who had traveled almost all over the entire world of death, had never seen such skeletons. He didn't even recognize the layer of things outside the skeleton. Even if he had wrapped a layer of things, the skeleton was still a skeleton. He dared to ambush the great Tepson Lich. It was so hateful.

The shield blocked another wave of stone rain from the skeleton. Tepson took the opportunity to gather his magic power. As long as he survived two more waves of stone attacks, Tepson could turn the disadvantages.

The only one who threw the stone was a part of the skeleton, and the other part rushed towards Pulson. Antonio was running in the front. The guy picked up a thick bone stick that might be an elephant or a flying dragon leg, and rushed up like a gust of wind.

It is estimated that this is the first time in his life that Pulson has seen a gray bone skeleton running so fast. It has simply run out of the momentum of the Golden Skeleton King. Before half of its magic power has accumulated, Antonio has already rushed in front of him, swung the bone rod in his hand and knocked it on Pulson's head.

Several irregular stones were tied to the top of the bone rod, which looked extremely sharp and lethal towards the outside. The magic shield has a good defense against magic and has a second effect on physical attacks. I had blocked a wave of stone rain before. After Antonio knocked on this rod, the bone rod was certainly bounced away, but the shield also broke through.

Antonio, whose bone rod was shaken open, was not discouraged and hand-written it back and knocked it down again.

Pulson wanted to accumulate some magic power, cast a large-scale attack magic, and eliminate some skeletons in one breath, but he didn't expect Antonio to run so fast, and the amount of magic accumulated was just enough to put a protective shield.

As soon as the shield was supported, the sound of the breaking sound came from behind him. Gris ran behind Pulson at some point. The bone spur trembled sharply and pierced the shield in an instant. Troot's magic armor had a strong ability to destroy demons. When Delius and Alex were competing, Gris broke Delius' magic shield with one punch from behind. The bone spur's magic power was even more powerful than the fist. Pulson, who was dizzy, could not block it.

The sharp bone spurs pressed against the back of Pulson's head, making his soul cold. He quickly dissipated all the magic power accumulated and did not dare to move. His head was not as hard as the Golden Skeleton Kings, and he could not stop the sharp bone spurs. Once he stabbed it, he would be finished.
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