Chapter 103 Undead Master
If you really want to talk about combat power, Qin Yuling is a sixth-level master-level fighter, the guardian knight of the holy religion.The young dragon mount is even more powerful in combat, and it doesn't need to face enemies one level higher than itself.Wu Zhi might be slightly inferior to her.

However, Wu Zhi was able to instantly kill the group of necromancers with a mere fifth level.It has to be said that the system skills are powerful.Whether it is Arcane Leap or Dance of Broken Wings, they are all extremely powerful skills with distinctive features and remarkable effects.

"I don't know, when will I be able to upgrade to level six. At level six, I should get super skills, right?"

Wu Zhi was looking forward to it, when he suddenly heard Galen's voice in front of him.

"Master, we seem to be in trouble."

On Oretto's border avenue, a carriage was parked in the center, and beside the carriage was a fiery red horse.

On both sides of the avenue, there are densely packed skeleton soldiers, surrounding the carriage.

Wu Zhi lifted the curtain, stepped out of the carriage, scanned the surrounding scene, and immediately sneered.

"Necromancer again? When the School of Magic and Martial Arts was here, there was no trace of you scum. Now that there is a paradise for the undead, it is simply a group of demons dancing wildly!"

In the sea of ​​skeletons, a sinister voice suddenly sounded.

"Boy, is that you, the one who killed us?"

Wu Zhi looked up, and saw a thin middle-aged man in a gray robe on a hill in the distance, holding a white bone staff and looking at him coldly.

At the same time, Wu Zhi shrank slightly when he saw a skull pattern on the gray robe on the man's chest.

Because, this skull is the symbol of a sixth-level undead magic master.

"You mean those guys just now? That's right, I killed them all."

Wu Zhi readily admitted.And the face of the undead master slightly distorted: "My poor little Al, my apprentices, you will pay for what you have done!"

After all, the undead master waved the bone staff in his hand, and all the skeleton soldiers suddenly became commotion.Roughly counting, the number is at least more than three hundred!This is a soldier with a professional level of three hundred and three!
Wu Zhi narrowed his eyes, then smiled coldly.

"Galen, can you capture that guy alive?"

"As you wish, master!"

Galen responded, then yanked out his great sword, twirling and rushing into the crowd of skeletons.

The great sword spun into a sword wheel, and the sword energy swept across it. Those skeletons who touched the sword wheel would be knocked into the air at least, or smashed into bone fragments at worst.

This is Galen's signature skill, Judgment!

"Swordsman Grandmaster!"

The necromancer gave a cold laugh, then swung his staff, and immediately a row of spinning exploding bone spears appeared, and then they came to kill Galen.

As expected of a sixth-level undead master, like a gold-level Explosive Bone Spear, it can be easily obtained, and it can be used as soon as it is used.

Galen was also aware of the bone spear's attack, stopped spinning, his eyes lit up, and three golden shields suddenly appeared around him.

courage!

"Evil and scourge!"

Galen snorted coldly, and then those bone spears had already hit the shield.However, those spinning, exploding bone spears with extremely strong penetrating power, after hitting the shield, they collapsed one after another, like a wooden sword attacking a steel wall.Immediately afterwards, these bone spears shattered into bone fragments all over the sky, causing the second damage. However, they still did not hurt Galen at all, but swept away a large number of skeleton soldiers!

"Hmph. Sure enough, there are a few brushes."

The necromancer said something, and then began to chant the spell slightly.Three to five seconds later, there was a sudden slight vibration on the ground in front of him, and then he saw a huge three-meter-tall skeleton in broken armor, holding a bone sword and bone shield, appearing in Wu Zhi's eyes.

"Go, General Skeleton, tear him to pieces!"

The necromancer laughed wildly, but Wu Zhi's pupils shrank slightly.

General Skeleton, among the undead magic, exists at the platinum level.Summoned an exceptionally powerful giant skeleton, the lowest strength of which is equivalent to the existence of a sixth-level professional.A powerful necromancer can even summon a team of generals in an instant, but the sixth-level necromancer in front of him can obviously only summon one.

Immediately, Wu Zhi suddenly laughed, "Galen, this is exactly what you want!"

As soon as Wu Zhi finished speaking, Galen had already rushed a few steps, and then held the big sword in his hand backwards. With the shout of "Demacia", he had already chopped off the weapon in his hand heavily in front of the skeleton.

At the same time, above the skull general's head, a huge golden lightsaber condensed into shape, and then slashed down heavily with a destructive force!
Along with the shock wave, the roar spread to the surroundings.Cracks were cracked on the ground, at least dozens of skeleton soldiers were wiped out under the aftermath of this blow.And the Skeleton General who was about to show off his power just now, now there is not even a piece of scum left, only the broken armor records that it once appeared.

"It's ridiculous. Galen's Demacia justice means that the more seriously injured the target is, the stronger the power will be. These undead who have already died once and are pieced together to barely form combat power are simply restrained by nature!"

Wu Zhi sneered, and pointed to the necromancer: "Galen, catch that guy here."

Galen nodded silently, and then, like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus, rampaged through the crowd of skeletons, heading straight for the necromancer.

And the necromancer still wanted to escape, so he controlled the skeleton soldiers to block Galen's path, then turned his head and ran down the hill.At this time, Wu Zhi's figure flashed in the golden light, and suddenly appeared behind the necromancer, and kicked his ass, causing him to fall to the ground.

The necromancer jumped up and wanted to run away, but a cool silver magic gun was already on his forehead.

"I think, at such a close distance, let alone you, a necromancer, even an eleventh-level necromancer, I will definitely not survive if I pull the trigger like this."

The necromancer was stunned, looked at the magical gun in Wu Zhi's hand that exuded bursts of light, and finally accepted his fate: "Boy, you have won. I have money on me, and I can use money to buy my life!"

Wu Zhi hit the necromancer's head with the butt of his gun, and a big bag came out: "What about your money and your life? Now, your money is mine, and your life is mine, understand?"

The necromancer had a bitter face, "Well, it's what you say."

(End of this chapter)

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