The knight in the abyss

Chapter 880 Appropriate Spells
In the craziest dreams of Peyton Derek in the past, he never thought of becoming a god. The main purpose of revisiting that ancient temple was to find a way to leave Derek's kingdom, because the past A cage that I forged for myself because of my mistakes.He failed and returned with serious injuries. Soon after, a group of vicious hags broke into his territory. They were powerful, but what really frightened Payton was the dark knowledge of the hags. It is not unreasonable to worry: he was humiliated and defeated, his power was stripped, his body was sealed, and even his consciousness was imprisoned in nothingness, except for over and over again fantasizing about how he would take revenge on the hag, and all those who had offended him. Outside of my own people, I have nothing to do.

In the back of his mind, he's convinced that this is his end - imprisoned to the end of time, to perish with the multiverse.However, just after he completely gave up hope, a turning point happened suddenly: his stripped power returned to his body, and his consciousness easily broke through the cage arranged by the hag.In fact, his current power is far stronger than before he was imprisoned, and he has more knowledge in his mind that he did not know, but people like him can always find excuses for themselves: I, Peyton Derek , the master of Derek Kingdom, the greatest mage in the history of the family, was originally so powerful, but because of the long-term captivity, his memory was a little confused; He forgot about the vicious sorcery of the hags.

In addition, there was an extra voice in his mind, that voice was smart, proud, conceited, and arrogant, and he believed that it was exactly who he used to be. The sensitive, panic-stricken self should be 'integrated' as soon as possible to return to the 'healthy' self of the past.

And he did so. Under the urging of that voice, the Lich suppressed the fear of this temple in his heart, ordered his bearers to start moving forward, and at the same time raised his arms, weaving the invisible, while And the ubiquitous web of magic.

The casting material for his first spell was unremarkable, just a sponge that can be seen everywhere and stuffed in sofas and cushions, but after a few breaths, the Lich used dark magic to remove it. Transformed into something else entirely, and thrown among the staunchly resisting Temple Guardians.

When the sponge was in the air, it already emitted a strange and sickly purple light. The moment it landed, the magical energy contained in it exploded violently like a new star.With the sponge as the center, all the water vapor in the surrounding area is violently drawn out, no matter whether they are located underground, in the air, or in the bodies of living things.Obviously, this effect has no effect on undead creatures. There is not much water left in their bodies, and the power to maintain their life has nothing to do with water.

This is the eight-ring magic of the necromantic system, and Abbie Daqi's withering spell, one of the favorite spells of the liches, just like the devils love the wall of fire spell.All living people within [-] feet of the sponge died instantly, their corpses as dry as dead wood, while those farther away with better physique managed to survive, but were also seriously injured, and the loss of bodily fluids made them dizzy Dazzling, difficulty breathing, and greatly reduced combat effectiveness.

The Lich looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. With just one shot, he successfully tore a wide gap in the defender's line, and the undead army under his command immediately squeezed in through the gap. very perfect.

At this moment, a knight in heavy armor suddenly came out from behind the enemy formation. He swung a huge spiral sword and set off a storm of metal under the siege. Shattered to pieces like a ship in a storm.At that moment, the Lich almost thought that the demon knight who forced him to escape appeared again, but an existence that had been squeezed into a corner in his consciousness recognized the identity of the person who came.

"Bastan!? Why are you here?" The lich found his mouth opened on his own initiative, "And you are waving weapons at my soldiers? Have you forgotten your identity?"

"I have not forgotten, Kingslayer." The knight lifted his mask, revealing his skeleton face, "I am a king's iron guard, and I once swore allegiance to His Majesty Tedel, and you, Peyton, may the gods curse you name, brutally killed him, and imprisoned his soul... You deserve death!"

Those high-level units with self-awareness in the undead army all looked at the Lich with hidden eyes, but of course this couldn't be hidden from his perception.The anger in Lich's heart began to burn violently. For some reason, he now couldn't tolerate lies being exposed.

"you're lying!"

Peyton Derek screamed loudly, then quickly waved his arms, summoned a huge meteorite from the sky, and hit the skeleton knight directly, turning everything on the ground into dust, along with those who were Undead soldiers fighting knights.

"Bastan has been bewitched by the evil god, and there is no cure!" The Lich announced to his adjutants loudly, "Fuck me! Avenge Bastan!"

Under the influence of a mysterious force, those high-ranking people with self-awareness completely believed what the Lich said, as if he was born a genius in the world of lying.Before the smoke and dust produced by the meteorite dissipated, the fighters from both sides once again fought together, but the temple guards who were already dominant in numbers seemed to be more passive, as if they would collapse at any time, and the Lich hoped to make that The scene came a little faster.

His eyes swept across the battlefield, and he quickly found an ideal area, where the living and the dead were fighting fiercely, intertwined and intertwined, which was very suitable for another Abby Dach's withering technique.He finished casting the spell quickly, but when he fired the spell, the spell's purple magical aura suddenly dissipated about ten feet away from him, like a wind blowing out a candle.

At the same time, the Lich felt an extremely strong and uncontrollable nausea. This feeling was hard to describe, as if the vomit that had left its mouth was being stuffed back in.Still, as a lich, he knows exactly what that means...

"See? To deal with liches, you have to use an anti-magic force field, which can not only suppress magic items and effects within range, prevent creatures on both sides of the force field from casting magic on objects on the other side, and even destroy Magical travel in all forms makes people have nowhere to escape." An elegant, noble, and at the same time leisurely female voice that is incompatible with the atmosphere of the battlefield rang out, "What are you waiting for, sir? This force field will not affect you when you swing a weapon Any effect on..."

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