Lord of the Oasis

"Protect the Lord!"

Sergeant Rhodok raised his broad shield directly in front of Kant.

The blown skeletons were all over the hall, but it didn't last long. In just a short while, it subsided with the severe coughing sound coming from the ear.

Invisibly, the scorching hot wind disappeared.

On the stone platform, the old man wearing a golden robe and holding a scepter stood up.

But now he was bent over and coughed heavily.

The sound was terrifying.

It took a while to stop, the golden crown on the top of the head fell to the ground, and the whole person muttered to himself in despair: "After the fall of the gods, is it already the era of the end of the law? Could it be that the divine lich I transformed into has already Ineffective, no, I sacrificed so many gods, but the transformation failed... This is impossible..."

"Whoosh-"

A shrill arrow whistled in the hall.

The cone-headed arrow rubbed the old man's temple and fired, and nailed it heavily to the statue behind him.

The sound of gold and iron rang out.

The waist of the statue was completely penetrated by the conical arrows shot from the bow.

Only then did I discover that the statue was actually made of gold, but it was just sprinkled with some weird things and stained with a lot of dust over time, so it looked like a stone.

"Old man, I think you should calm down."

The Ravenston Ranger who shot the cone-headed arrow slowly said: "Or, the evil undead."

The mages have determined that the old man is an undead.

It can be known from the rich negative energy contained in the body, but there is still some positive energy. Although the two have a great conflict, they can still maintain a fragile balance.

Therefore, the mages did not let Kant order and directly solve the old man.

"But will he follow our advice?"

Kant smiled faintly.

look at the old man,

He opened his mouth and said: "Even the humble slave shouted out, then this matter will definitely not be handled lightly, even if I think, he will not do it."

In the age of the gods, humans were slaves.

Kant knew this.

If a former slave owner, after losing power, finds that his slave has occupied his homeland and gained new rights, how can he relax and shake hands with his former slave?

Or to the point where I know that I don't even have the qualifications to shake hands and make peace, but I want to be a slave instead?

Peace will not come.

The old man who called himself the Pope turned his head and glanced at the destroyed statue, his old face was expressionless, only the gray, bloodshot eyes showed a bit of insulted anger: "Humble human slave, You have betrayed the gods, and if it wasn't for you, I would not have stolen the fallen godhead, and tried to protect the dying Sun Holy City with the help of divinity and the body of the undead!"

He said slowly, his voice extremely hoarse: "Even in the age of the end of the law, I can still use the power obtained in the gods. This is the power of the gods, the power that you humans absolutely cannot touch!"

The golden scepter lights up.

But with that, another shriek appeared in his ears in an instant.

A cone-headed arrow came in a blink of an eye and shot directly on the golden scepter in his hand. He couldn't hold it with one hand, and instantly bounced out with the cone-headed arrow and smashed into the pile of skeletons.

"Perhaps you didn't understand."

Kant said slowly: "Now, it is the age of mankind."

After a pause, Kant looked at the old man who hadn't reacted yet, and said lightly, "If you want to die, I can fulfill you. Even if you are an undead, I can completely destroy your body."

But what responded to him was the fluctuating temperature.

And the old man who called himself the Pope and stared fiercely at Kant, from the hatred in his heart!

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Kant spoke with a calm tone.

Turning his head and looking at the four Ravenston Rangers next to him, he said, "Kill him."

"Whoosh-"

A shrill scream appeared in an instant.

The 4 cone-headed arrows ripped apart the obstructions of the void directly, and nailed them into the old man's eye sockets, between his eyebrows and his mouth.

The huge force instantly brought the old man between life and death to the back, and the black and golden liquid splashed out, causing him to fall on his golden chair.

"It's not over yet."

The mages opened their mouths to remind.

On the stone platform in front, the old man who fell on the golden chair slowly raised his head.

The face has been destroyed by 4 cone-headed arrows and has lost its expression.

Even the mouth was completely torn, and the sharp cone-headed arrows pierced out of the back of the head, including the arrows between the eyebrows and the eye sockets, which were stained with pitch-black and golden liquid, and fell to the ground ticking.

But the old guy is still not dead.

"This is the physique of the undead, and there is no vital and weak point of the flesh and blood."

The mages immediately explained: "The best way is to completely destroy their flesh, or crush them directly at the soul level." After a pause, their tone of voice was a little regretful: "If there is a priest of the inquisition here, it is estimated that As long as the dispelling spell is used, this old guy who has become an undead will directly burn his soul and die completely."

Kant said lightly: "It's a pity that I don't have a priest in the courthouse, but I don't think it's a problem to destroy this guy's body."

Waving forward.

The Ravenston Ranger continued to shoot.

The whizzing sound was incessant, and a cone-headed arrow came in a blink of an eye.

The throat, heart, two arms, two knees, and lower abdominal organs were all nailed with cone-headed arrows.

The force brought by the shooting even made this undead, who was covered with arrowheads, fall down on the golden chair, trembling all over, but he couldn't stand up, even if he wanted to make an angry sound, it was because of his mouth. And the conical arrow that pierced the flesh directly at the throat, and can only make a loud sound.

Even the abyss demon with terrifying defensive power will be slightly broken by the cone-headed arrow, but the lich with the body of the undead will still be shot into a hedgehog by these top archers with the cone-headed arrow that can break armor!

Not to mention Sergeant Rhodok.

They looked grim and strode forward.

The axe-like long-handled machete in their hands clenched tightly this time, and as they strode forward, they aimed directly at the old man's chest. They originally went for murder!

Behind him was Sergeant Rhodok's companion.

But he had a broad shield in his left hand, and a pickaxe-like mace in his right.

After approaching, the axe and spear stabbed instantly on the old man's body, and at the same time, the mace, rudely, hammered at the back of the head and the fragile torso.

With the muffled sound of puff puff, a stream of catkin-like golden light emanated.

Black smoke is also in the air.

The entire old man's body was dismembered, and dark black and golden liquid flowed.

The hall was filled with cold, overcast winds and constantly rising temperatures.

"solved."

The mages spoke, with a bit of luck in their voices.

Looking at the completely motionless corpse that was chopped into minced meat, he said with a calm expression, "This lich is not sealed, but has been sitting motionless for thousands of years, and his former ability was long ago. It has dissipated over time, leaving only an empty shell."

"That's good." Kant nodded and raised his hand to signal to stop.

If it is a Lich at its peak, it is estimated that it will be able to fight against the peak of that terrifying Abyss Demon.

The high-end combat power of the undead race is not weaker than that of other races.

And if you want to be a lich, you must at least be knowledgeable and a powerful mage.

For example, this old man who was wearing a golden silk robe, a golden crown on his head, and a golden scepter in his hand, who claimed to be the Pope of the Sun God Cult, was easily killed by Kant's troops.

The history he experienced can definitely reveal the secrets of the era that Kant did not understand.

The true history of the Age of the Gods.

Although Kant was puzzled, he was not at all curious about history.

He can choose to know, and he can also choose to kill the lich and let him understand who is the protagonist now.

Strength is everything.

Since this old lich who has just woken up still dares to treat human beings as slaves in the age of the gods and be rude to him, then Kant also does not need to be polite.

If you don't choose peace, then please go back to the era he lived in and accompany the dead wreckage!

"There are soul fluctuations!"

At this moment, the mages instantly raised their staffs with solemn expressions.

Sergeant Rhodok at the stone platform in front quickly retreated.

Right at the corpse that had been chopped into pieces, faint black smoke kept coming out, condensing into the shape of a human body, it looked like the Pope Lich just now, with his eyes closed, the black smoke all over his body thickened. , but also brought a faint yin wind, which added a bit of terror.

It is really like an evil spirit from the underworld, a ghost that survived in the age of the gods. With hatred for the living, he will completely destroy this world.

But when he opened his eyes.

It's a golden shimmer.

The appearance of the ghost is very conspicuous, but the golden light, along with the body composed of black smoke, gradually occupies the main limbs and veins in the interior, and converges at the heart position to form a golden sphere.

"I failed…"

His lips opened, but his voice seemed to appear invisibly.

His eyes swept across the hall full of skeletons and skeletons, and regrets and self-blame like the living appeared in it: "I sacrificed all the gods to the plane of the undead...Using the godhead of the sun god's death, it did transform in the end. Became a divine lich... but lost his will and became a manipulated puppet..."

The ghost with the golden glow looked at Kant, looked at each other, and he seemed to understand something: "Human...you have betrayed the gods...you have also betrayed the demons...I really didn't expect that the gods fell...after the demons were defeated...even It's you who occupied the mainstream of this world...but it doesn't matter...it's better if it's not the devil who controls the world..."

"Who are you?" Kant frowned slightly.

The wizards beside him were carrying staffs, and the soldiers watched with equal vigilance.

This is the first time they have seen this apparently insubstantial ghost!

The ghost that gradually revealed an old face appeared, the same as the old man just now, but with a little more popularity brought by his expression, but his voice became weaker and weaker, and seemed to disappear at any time: "Me? I am ... a poor puppet ... a poor fellow who is trying to use other powers to protect his homeland and clan ... but I will dissipate now, before that ... human nobles ... go to the holy city of the sun to the north ... rescue the daughter of the gods from eternity The coffin...hold my scepter...you'll be...the new...pope of the sun god..."

PS: This volume is a very important foreshadowing, connecting the entire setting background. In other words, ask for a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket...