The Emperor of the Human Race, a Versatile Mage

Chapter 314 Return to the city wall
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Pollen floats in the wind. Wherever it floats, the soul of the dead will fall into a deep sleep, flowers will bloom on their bodies, and the power of the soul will be extracted by the flowers until the soul withers.

Flowers that have absorbed enough soul power will wither, but all their essence will be turned into pollen, which will either float in the wind or return to the Dream Tree.

That tree is growing vigorously, absorbing other people's dreams, and the pollen turned into the power of other people's souls, and its power is also increasing.

Jiang Shaoxu looked at Jiang Zhao worriedly, because this seemed like an evil method.

Absorbing other people's souls to achieve one's own achievement would be considered a sorcery by any standard, right?

Jiang Zhao did not let the Dream Tree continue to absorb the soul power and dreams of the undead, because their dreams were nightmares. If this continued, the Dream Tree would turn into an evil tree, and even if it absorbed enough power, it would not be able to control it. Living there will in turn affect him as the master.

The Dream Tree breathed and exhaled. Thousands of Dream Flowers on the tree bloomed, spitting out some gray-black pollen, which condensed into black lumps of nightmare material.

This kind of gray-black pollen extracted from the nightmare of the undead is also a good resource, but Jiang Zhao can't use it because he doesn't have a curse system.

But it’s quite wasteful to directly recharge the system and turn it into essence. It’s better to keep it and use it to cultivate curse mages.

Huan Meng drowned the undead in droves, and Huan Meng's pollen infection spread quickly. If left unchecked, it would soon reach a point where Jiang Zhaodu would be unable to control it.

Jiang Zhao did not let it spread at will, for fear of attracting monarch-level undead. He did not want to waste the power of demon sublimation here.

However, although the Dream Tree is so powerful that the undead souls died in their dreams without the ability to resist, there is not even a soul, not even a remnant!

Because all the soul power was absorbed by the Dream Flower and turned into pollen, dream dust, and gray-black nightmare dust.

After the nightmare dust was expelled by the Dream Tree, it piled up at the root of the tree and turned into a gray-black nightmare stone. As a person who can move freely in the dream world, Jiang Shaoxu felt a chill in his heart when he looked at this nightmare stone. a feeling of.

"This stone..."

"This is the soul material produced by absorbing the nightmares of the undead. It is a nightmare stone. Curse mages should like this kind of thing very much."

Jiang Zhao slowly took back the realm of dreams, and everything in front of him returned to the dark and cold land of the undead, but this time, the undead fell to the ground like corpses, whether they were slaves or corpse generals, All turned into empty shells without souls.

In the sky, the corpses imprisoned in the water prison have also turned into a big pile of carrion without souls.

The Prison of Blue Waves descended, lightly touched the ground, slowly disintegrated, and placed the body of the corpse, which turned pale under the weak water, on the ground.

With so many undead bodies, Jiang Zhao didn't really want to put them into the trophy store, as they felt too odorous.

The spiritual dream realm was closed, and Jiang Zhao returned to his body of flames. However, this time there were no undead clamoring around him. Only from further away, the undead came after seeing this bit of fire.

There will never be a shortage of undead in this land. After Jiang Zhao turns into flames, he is like a lighthouse. As long as he still stands here, he will continue to attract undead.

"Ow!"

The new undead are approaching at full speed.

This is a group of corpse generals. Under each crotch is an armored war horse. They are also undead. Although they are dead, you can vaguely see the heroic figures galloping on the battlefield in front of them. This is a group of undead cavalry.

The undead war horse seemed quite handsome, and Jiang Zhao couldn't bear to destroy it.

but--

boom boom boom

Earth brake fire lotus bloomed one after another, directly burning the group of undead cavalry into ashes. Jiang Zhao directly faced them head-on, not afraid of staying away from the city wall in the night.

I'm just kidding. …

The whole night of fighting made Dongfang Lie and Mo Fan a little unable to bear it, and Mu Bai even left the game early.

Dongfang Lie and Mo Fan at least have energy-storage magic equipment, and their magic power is relatively abundant.

Mu Bai didn't have the money to buy that. After helping deal with the undead for a while, he started to save the magic energy.

As for the president, they are going further and further away. They dare to stay away from the greatest protection of mankind in the night. They are simply provoking the undead!
After Mo Fan's fire magic power was exhausted, Dongfang Lie finally had the opportunity to play with Yan Jun, but he didn't play with it for too long before the fire magic power was not enough.

Although the weapon is good, it consumes so much that a mid-level mage cannot use it even a few times.

Without their magic power, they could only return to the city wall and accept the strange looks from everyone.

"Today's young people are really intimidating."

"Yeah, much better than us old guys."

Mu Bai was still a little embarrassed. He was not used to being watched by the military mages and hunter mages on the city wall. Dongfang Lie and Mo Fan had to get used to it. One was a child of an aristocratic family and the other was just thick-skinned.

Jiang Zhao and Jiang Shaoxu came back in the middle of the night.

If they don't come back, the military mage on the city wall will send someone out to respond.

Jiang Zhao's music system was assisted by a secret demon, and he heard the movement of powerful undead spirits from far away, at least at the monarch level. Maybe he killed too many people and attracted the attention of an undead monarch, so he immediately returned with Jiang Shaoxu. The city wall did not confront the opponent head-on.

"If you don't come back, I'm going to pick you up." A military general appeared on the city wall and said to Jiang Shaoxu and Jiang Zhao.

"Killing the undead like that will probably attract the attention of the Dead Lord."

The destructive power of Jiang Zhao's Dream Realm was simply terrifying. What they could see on the city wall was that the undead fell down in pieces without knowing what they were doing. It was much more terrifying than other destructive magics.

Although fire magic is intuitively destructive, in terms of efficiency, it is much weaker than the dream realm.

"I didn't do much."

Jiang Shaoxu had no chance to show off during the whole process. After all, with her strength, she was more than enough to deal with one corpse. She could still hold the two heads steady, but the three heads would be in a hurry and might run away immediately.

The general looked at Jiang Zhao. He should be very familiar with the Jiang family, so he knew Jiang Zhao. "President Jiang, I have long admired him."

"Don't dare."

Jiang Shaoxu introduced: "This is General Zhang Rulong. He has been seconded to guard the west and recently returned to the ancient capital."

Then he whispered: "He is my uncle's apprentice."

Zhang Rulong looked at Jiang Zhao with half-squinted eyes, and then asked: "I just looked at your fire element. It seems that you have understood the realm? But it seems that there are no other fire types."

His eyes were venomous, and he could see through the fact that Jiang Zhao's fire element had no elemental species at a glance.

When most people see that Jiang Zhao's fire element is so much more powerful than an ordinary fire mage, they will think that he has some kind of fire, but it just doesn't change in color.

(End of this chapter)