Necromancy God of Heroes of Might and Magic

2021-10-17

  Chapter 2199 Fear of the Devil In   the dark prison, the blue silhouette with a determined expression is moving fast , blood spilled on the ground behind him.

The terrifying monster is chasing after him, and there is no company by his side in this brief moment.

Feeling that his physical strength was gradually exhausted, York gritted his teeth and did not stop his steps. In this brief moment, he actually missed the spell he used to be. With the cooperation of spell, getting rid of the current predicament is just a matter of Transmission Gate.

But soon, he was ashamed of this idea of ​​his own, and he had already given up everything that belonged to mage and did not want to have anything to do with mage.

The chain burst out from behind him, but it hit the air, deeply embedded in the wall behind him, making a crisp sound, and the demon behind took advantage of it, and the figure was also similar to that of him. He got a lot closer.

The terrifying breath from behind made him grit his teeth, and he couldn't get rid of the demon at all.

At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and he slowed down, and there was a murmur behind him.

The flames appeared in front of him, and walking out from the flames were several burly Archfiends and a mage in bright red robes.

"It's you? What do you think? Those creatures were my first sight!" The chain demon looked at Archfiend who was blocking the road, and said angrily, as if he was feeling the loss of those savage creatures. regret.

"Your physique is very special. I am very interested in your blood. I will catch you and study everything in your body."

Besides, mage in a bright red robe Slowly stepped forward, moved towards the chain demon and said.

hearing this, the chain demon sneered: "Do you want to do this too? Then let me see if you have the ability!"

With the chain The devil's words, the sharp hooks all over the barbs, are ready to go beside him, and the cold light flashes faintly on the hooks, like poisonous snakes that want to choose people, staring at him. The target, and the blood-colored mage also condensed mana, the atmosphere in the prison became more and more dull, it seemed that the next moment, there would be a tragic battle.

"Wait." Seeing that the conflict was about to happen, Agland seemed to think of something, reached out his hand, stopped the bloody mage, and looked towards the chain demon in the distance: "Mexijia The lord learned about you, and asked me to say hello to you."

As Agran said, the eyes of the chain demon startled, and the movements in his hands stopped. If Agland was not mistaken, in this brief moment, the body of the Chained Demon actually began to tremble faintly, as if recalling something that terrified him.

"It turned out that she asked you to come... I just got out of trouble, she already knew? No, I don't want to be taken back by her!"

In a crowd of demons Under the gaze of fear or confusion, the chain demon let out a few tragic wailing, in this brief moment, the demon who was tightly wrapped in chains and looked terrified actually bent down and let out a few dry sounds. vomit.

Even the bloody mage was extremely puzzled in this brief moment, he obviously didn't do anything, the chain demon seemed to be dead.

What made all Legion members didn't expect was that after the chain demon recovered a little, he could no longer care about what was in front of him, and turned around and fled towards the passage behind him.

The blood-colored mage issued coldly snorted, and was about to go forward to chase the chain demon who fled in a hurry, but was stopped by Agran: "No need to chase, have you forgotten the master's order? Now the most important thing is, It is to bring the hero back."

With Aggran's persuasion, the blood-colored mage gradually calmed down, completing the task above everything else, compared with that, the chain demon also seemed irrelevant, taking the initiative to Retreat, but also to avoid a fight.

"Okay, now it's your turn." As he spoke, the blood-colored mage turned his attention to the blue-skinned hero, "Let me see, what exactly are you and those savage creatures? Different, it stands to reason that you can't survive under my spell."

Speaking, bloody mage raised his hand and said slowly in his mouth: "Blood thaumaturgy... eh? ”

The immediate changes made the blood-colored mage complexion slightly changed, and York’s body temperature was not affected much except for a few degrees of drop.

"You have enough mana in your body, you are a mage!" In this brief moment, the bloody mage seemed to have found something, and the eyes looking towards the hero also showed a very obvious expression. Variety.

"I'm not a mage." Hearing what Jerefer said, York's face sank, his tone was tough, but he knew in his heart that he was no match for those Legion members. Even the chain demon who chased him all the way and made York unable to fight back was scared away by those people in front of him, not to mention York.

At this moment, there seems to be only one way left in front of York. As the bloody mage recited, he felt that his body was not obeying orders in many places, and the final end was probably only the dead end.

If you cast spell, York can instantly go to a safe position and get rid of the enemy's pursuit. Although he doesn't know what will happen next, and whether the enemies will follow, but this is at least a A viable approach, rather than staying here and sitting still.

The instinct to survive drives York, making him want to cast spells and escape the prison that holds him, in this brief moment, he can't help but think of his experience at the Academy.

Once York, in order to prove himself to mage, whether it is the gate of time and space or other magic, he has carried out assiduous research, and his hero speciality is the terrifying chain lightning, This ability of his can be regarded as one of the very best existences in the entire Brakada.

"Do you want to use space spell to escape? I won't give you such a chance." Bloody mage seemed to have found something, and said with a focused expression.

"I said, I'm simply not a mage!" York's expression tightened, and the oath in his heart drove him, even if he felt that his death was approaching, he would not cast any magic,

"You want to deny Mage's identity? Why do you do that? You should have a bloodline of elemental creatures in your body. That kind of blood is very special. This is what keeps you standing in front of me instead of dying in the royal blood. The reason for the thaumaturgy." The bloody mage seemed to see something, and he cast spell in secret while asking York.

"Mage's identity is not worth remembering, my heart belongs to Barbarian." York said, shook the head, while recovering.

"You should be proud of your mage identity, not give it up." Bloody mage gave him a deep look and continued.

(end of this chapter)