The Rise of the Cemetery

Set up camp in a hidden woodland by the Zhishui Lake, Karthus couldn't help feeling a little hesitant.

Continuing to walk through the wild primitive jungle may be able to avoid the encirclement and suppression of a large number of enemies, but it is also difficult to obtain any supplies. Now the enemy may have seen through his ultimate purpose, and has encountered more than one ambush during the advance a few days ago.

This is a warning of danger coming!

If I still stubbornly want to rush to the central region to join my companions, I am afraid that the remaining half of the journey will encounter more ambushes beforehand. Once the enemy finds out his own turning route, I am afraid that a legendary wizard can let himself be caught without a fight.

Legendary wizard?

"Hmph, shit legendary wizard!" Karthus sat alone on a bluestone in the jungle, and his face was full of disdain when he mentioned the so-called legendary wizard.

After dealing so many times with the wizards of the wizarding world, Karthus finally fully understood the opponent's high-end combat power level. In this world, at the highest end of all wizards are legendary wizards. However, compared with the Klein Continental Plane, the legendary wizards in the wizarding world can be said to be mixed with a lot of water.

If measured according to their real strength, they are just a group of wizards at the holy level, but they only have the means of some legendary powerhouses. If Karthus guessed correctly, they were able to break through the shackles of the power of rules within the limitations of the world level, and obtain some legendary-level means, all of which were related to the high-ranking Sorcerer God.

In other words, they most likely crossed the border to obtain legendary power by sacrificing to the great witch god in some extreme way. But they themselves are still only at the level of the holy rank.

In short, it is to attack the strong and defend the weak.

The legendary wizards in the wizarding world have powerful offensive methods, but they don't have the comprehensive strength to match them. Their main body is their biggest shortcoming and flaw. Therefore, when fighting against such an opponent, you must be defeated, but you may not be unkillable if you can kill it.

Just as Karthus was meditating silently, the soft rotting dead leaves in front of him mixed with sand, gravel and soil suddenly rose up, forming a column of mud and smashing towards his long and narrow face. Just when he was startled and instinctively leaned back, an extremely thin and sharp aura penetrated from the back of his neck, and then a cold light came out from his throat.

A thin and distorted fuzzy human figure was right behind Karthus, clinging to his body. An inconspicuous black iron dagger in his hand really bloomed with the brilliance of a high-level magic weapon after it was stained with blood.

One hit kill.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a holy-rank assassin who makes people's faces change!

It's a pity that the holy rank assassin couldn't allow the intruder's neck to explode with all his strength. With his left hand on the opponent's back, he felt the explosion of powerful magic power in the enemy's body. Just when he was on his toes, and his figure was retreating rapidly like a ghost, an irresistible shock wave of negative energy rushed out of the intruder's short and thin body, rippling to the surroundings in the form of circular ripples.

The vague figure of the holy assassin flashed in succession, his treacherous figure walked on the ground like walking on the ground in the intricate jungle, obviously he was rushing back without looking back, but he dodged all the bushes, branches, vine.

The death ripples that swirled out narrowly followed the opponent's body. Wherever it passed, all the breath of life was wiped out, and even the herbs passing by were instantly stained with a layer of shocking gray.

And the intruder who should have died also stood up angrily, turned around and let out a beast-like angry roar at the holy assassin who was retreating rapidly. On his neck, the blood hole passing through his neck is vivid.

Maybe the image of the other party's dying is too creepy, or maybe the angry roar played a role, the figure of the assassin who was retreating finally slowed down for an undetectable moment, and the ripples of death from being chased spread to everyone. Toes.

"Ah!" With a short exclamation, the holy assassin finally gave up the thought of attacking again, turned around and ran, and disappeared into the jungle in an instant. But before it disappeared, Karthus's sharp vertical pupils had already seen that the skin outside the other party's black scarf was drying and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Kachacha" the crisp sound of the branch breaking came out, and several undead servants scattered around rushed forward, but they could only watch helplessly as the enemy disappeared into the distance.

Karthus roared angrily again, and finally silenced helplessly.

Blood water continuously overflowed from the opening in his throat, and his roar was accompanied by the sound of gurgling blood foam.

Assassins are always so hateful! Like a mouse in the ground, you know it exists, but you can't do anything about it. Ordinary security circles and patrols by undead servants can't stop him from appearing, but once you relax your vigilance, he will appear in front of you like a ghost again.

Karthus sniffed it, and the other party was very cautious, and did not leave any personal aura or objects on the scene that could be chased or cast a spell, otherwise, I must make him understand the horror of the title "Death Singer". But the blow just now is enough for him, at least it will reduce his vitality for 5-10 years, if there is no special means to make up for it, this lesson should be enough.

Karthus stretched out his claws covered with dark blue scales, and pressed it on the wound of his throat. Stimulated by the vitality of the healing orb, the muscle fibers on the surface of the wound pulled out continuously wriggling filaments, and gradually became tangled and twisted together. After all, he was a half-undead who was born in a dracolich, and his body no longer had any common fatal wounds. This kind of serious injury that could lead to the immediate death of a human was just an ordinary flesh wound to him.

Now under the slow recovery of the healing orb, the appearance of the wound has basically healed, and the remaining damage will be fully recovered within 2 hours.

As a preferentially treated hero in the cemetery, such auxiliary treasures are simply indispensable, otherwise he would not be able to survive the enemy's siege until now as a "weak" spellcaster.

It can be seen that the enemy is still not familiar with the existence form of his peculiar life, so many times the precious attacks are wasted on non-critical parts. But once the fighting time is too long and the enemy finds his real vital point, I am afraid that there will not be many opportunities to exchange a small loss for the enemy's big loss like now.

Looking up through the dense branches and leaves, Karthus looked at the sun that had just passed the middle of the sky, and couldn't help feeling agitated. In half a quarter of an hour, it's probably time for that mysterious consciousness to descend again!

Since being pursued by the enemy, Karthus has detected the existence of a mysterious consciousness with his keen spiritual perception. This thing does not exist all the time, but appears abruptly every once in a while, and then disappears very quickly. When it came, it was so mysterious and abrupt, there was no sign at all, and when it disappeared, it was so inexplicable, making it impossible for him to chase after it.

This mysterious consciousness must be the key to wizards being able to keep chasing themselves. But after Karthus tried all the means of anti-prophecy, anti-detection, and invisibility, he couldn't stop its appearance, nor could he detect its mode of operation. Therefore, he could only escape all the way, only walking through the vast primitive jungle, and changing the direction of escape from time to time, so as not to give the wizard a chance to block himself.

However, after dealing with him for a long time, Karthus finally figured out the time law for the appearance of a mysterious consciousness, and based on this, he formulated a special way of escaping. Before guessing that the mysterious consciousness is about to appear, he will deliberately lure the enemy to a certain direction, and then suddenly turn around after the mysterious consciousness appears and disappears.

In this way, he was able to stumble all the way to this position. But now with the appearance of the holy rank assassin, this shows that the enemy is getting closer and closer to him. If there is no way to change the situation, I am afraid that the destruction is not far away.

With my fixed pattern of only fleeing to the depths of the jungle a while ago, the wizards chasing after me might not have imagined that I would suddenly break into human society, so if I go in and out quickly, I may still get some magic that is useful to me material. But before proceeding with this plan, Karthus still needed to draw the enemy's attention deeper into the jungle.

So timing it well, Karthus left the Zhishui Lake with the remaining 5 undead servants, and hurriedly turned into the road into the mountain.

And in a simple camp 17 miles behind Karthus, a burly wizard with a rough face was bending over a large map and lost his mind silently.

Although the jungle extends in all directions, according to the direction of the mountains and the distance between the rivers, you can still clearly see the easiest routes to walk through. The problem now is the enemy's cunning and ferocity. Their team of wizards does not have the ability to completely block him, but the large army led by the great wizard was left hundreds of miles away. Only the precious life of the wizard can be paid.

With the sound of footsteps, a beautiful and graceful female wizard walked over.

"How is it, Ellie, is Master Emond alright?" the rough-faced wizard leader asked with a frown.

"It's not a big problem, it's not that kind of difficult curse. But master..." Witch Ellie hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter? Just say it!"

"I'm afraid the master won't live long! The negative energy impact of the intruder is terrible, and it can directly offset the vitality of a person. If the master is affected for a while, his life may be lost for 8 years." At the end, Ellie Witch's expression was a little sad . After all, as a holy assassin, Emond would never have participated in such a thing that only wizards cared about if he hadn't been strongly invited by her.

"..." The wizard leader also frowned, with a solemn expression.

The more ferocious and terrifying the enemy, the more difficult their task. If the higher-ups ordered them to entangle them desperately, I'm afraid they really can only defend the glory of wizards with their lives!

"Did any new information come from above? Do you know the direction of the enemy's escape?" Witch Elle asked suddenly.

"No. I'm just wondering! According to the explanation of the great wizard, should new news come at this time?" The wizard leader is obviously also puzzled.

He raised his head, his anxious eyes wandered silently in the silent sky.

"Could something be delayed?" He thought silently.