From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead - Chapter 188 Strength improvement

One of Calvin’s hands had already crushed the teleportation gem, but his heart was as cold as falling into the abyss.

——Theoretically, the moment the magic circle starts teleportation, he will be killed by the demon’s black death ray before he leaves here.

“Buzz!” The purple portal opened at the side.

Just as the mage struggled to get up from the ground and was about to escape, the demon not far away also raised a finger, and the fingertips flashed with black magic light.

It’s over! That’s too late!

Kavin’s eyes widened in horror.

At the moment before his death, his mind went blank, with countless pictures flashing crazily, including people he knew, friends, classmates…

“puff!”

The next second, the demon’s black death ray did not come and take his life.

A pure white, slender hand with sharp claws penetrated from the back of the goat-horned demon, pierced through the chest, and grabbed out a huge, still beating black heart.

Then, it was crushed with a “pop” sound.

The demon was killed in one blow and fell down helplessly.

A pure white figure was revealed behind it – slender limbs, tall and strong body, long silver-white hair spread behind it, a pair of towering animal ears on its head, and a thick, furry tail behind it.

Her beautiful face was expressionless, and her ice-blue eyes were like lifeless sapphires, showing no trace of emotion.

The ice crystal armor covering its vital parts and the faint aura of death showed that it was the same type of existence as the ice-attribute undead that Calvin had seen before.

Kavin’s expression was dull, and his body was frozen in place. A few seconds passed, and even the portal on the side was closed, and he had no intention of leaving.

“Wo…Wolf…”

“Wolf!” the mage shouted.

Unfortunately, the werewolf stood there without any reaction to his words.

“Kuang, kuang, kuang…”

Following the sound of neat footsteps, groups of fully armed skeleton soldiers came out from behind the werewolves. They were holding ice crystal spears, wearing ice crystal armor, and exuding wisps of white mist.

“…” The mage’s eyes widened and he opened his mouth, unable to speak any more words.

“Huh-huh-“

Behind the phalanx of skeleton soldiers, there are rows of ghost soldiers. They are white and illusory, floating in the air as lightly as jellyfish in the sea, with the cold wind howling around them and countless frost particles and snowflakes flying.

After that, there were huge bone demons with thick bones, necromancer knights riding bone horses and tyrannosaurs, necromancers…

The undead army with a sharp breath and astonishing momentum passed behind the werewolf, “transited” from here, and moved towards the next destination.

Finally, the werewolf turned and walked back, his figure gradually blurred in the wind and snow, and disappeared, leaving only the mage standing there blankly…

…

“Strange! Why haven’t we collected enough sacrifices yet…”

In a mountain forest somewhere, three apostles of the dark sect were looking at the bloody magic circle under them in confusion.

This is a magic circle that summons a large number of monsters or floor masters by offering sacrifices to the God of the Abyss. The source of the sacrifices is the flesh, flesh and souls devoured by the monsters.

According to their estimation, after releasing so many lemures and demons, they should be enough to slaughter the adventurers below level 6 in the ruins, and collect enough sacrifices to summon stronger floor masters.

But apart from the constant influx of sacrificial energy at the beginning, the sacrifices later became less and less until there were none.

“What went wrong?” one of the apostles asked in confusion.

At this moment, he spotted a forest not far away from the corner of his eye, and there was a vague white figure hidden in the lush canopy…

what?

He turned around and took a closer look, and found that the thing looked like a ghost covered in white mist, hiding in the tree and peeking over here.

Undead? Spying on us?

The apostle raised his fingertips and fired a hot magic missile, which instantly exploded the ghost and the forest and burned them to ashes.

“Dong, dong, dong…” Heavy footsteps sounded, and a black giant over ten meters tall walked out of the teleportation wave, came to the bloody magic circle, and threw two broken bodies of adventurers into it.

There were large blood stains on the giant Goliath’s body, especially his fists and feet, which were stained with dried plasma and white bone fragments.

It has experienced several fierce battles, but there is not a trace of scar on the skin. Very few people can cause serious damage to the giant. Non-fatal wounds can be healed by the giant itself in the blink of an eye.

With unrivaled strength and an unbreakable body, Goliath had easily killed seven of the top six level adventurers in the ruins with the help of an apostle’s spells.

The apostle standing on the giant’s shoulders asked coldly: “Are the formations for summoning the sphinx and the demon monarch not ready yet?”

“No! I don’t know why, but the source of sacrifices has been cut off…” An apostle complained to him.

“It’s strange, adventurers shouldn’t be able to stop so many monsters…”

The number of apostles is too small, and they can basically only circulate in the “high-level area”. It is difficult to observe the situation in the “low-level area” in this teleportation maze, and we can only speculate.

“Could it be related to those undead?”

An apostle suddenly said: “The high-level undead that appear from time to time seem to be too numerous. If they are the summons of a certain necromancer…”

“If there is such a person, Goliath and I will deal with him.”

The apostle standing on the giant’s shoulders said coldly: “You continue to guard this summoning circle.”

After saying this, he ordered the giant to walk in the opposite direction to the sun.

…

[Exploration progress 5%→6%]

[Experience +400, Free Points +2]

As the frost undead roamed a large area inside the ruins, defeating the lemures and earth elemental puppets, the progress of the strategy on the panel also increased little by little.

“Lord.” The skeleton mage appeared in front of Roja, and beside him was the frost dwarf.

The Lich held a golden tray in his hand, filled with large and small red crystal fragments, while the dwarf held a large ice bowl with hundreds of purple magic stones from the Lemur on it.

Roja put away the magic stone, and a ball of flame burst out from his hand, burning and absorbing all the crystal fragments.

[Free Points +21]

Adding points to the three attributes, the basic values ​​of the panel are as follows:

【War Lord lv27】

【Strength: 191】

[Physique: 189]

[Agility: 189]

[Experience value: 6545/9540]

Waves of huge energy transformed from the Pseudo Philosopher’s Stone surged throughout his body, making Roja’s breath deeper and colder.

The solid undead power surged and turned into blazing blue flames burning on the dark armor, while countless tiny silvery white snowflakes fell around the body.

Now, even with his basic attributes, he can face off against level six adventurers.

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