Chapter 170 Fight against the fallen troops again!
The success rate of transformation within a hundred times is generally not higher than 20%. Only a few geniuses can achieve the excellent success rate of successfully creating thirty to forty transformed undead in the first hundred times of transformation.
Yihua's success rate in transforming the Faceless Shadow in the first ten times was not much different from the records, and he only succeeded twice.
But when he took action to transform the Faceless Shadow for the fiftieth time, he had successfully created close to twenty Faceless Shadows.
At this rate, by the time Yihua transformed the Faceless Shadow for the hundredth time, he would have successfully created a total of fifty fearful shadows.
This surpasses most undead transformation geniuses and is close to the 50% success rate of third-level undead transformation!
Realizing this again from the Undead Transformation Technique, Yihua had to lament the absurdity of the proficiency system: "As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded."
However, before the transformation reached the hundredth time, Yihua had already stopped.
The reason is - there are not enough drowned resentful ghosts under his command.
After looking at the more than thirty faceless shadows under his command, Yi Hua pondered for a moment and summoned twenty fearful shadows to follow him behind him, under his direct command.
As for the other thirty faceless shadows, Yihua asked them to follow the twenty fearful shadows under his direct command together with the other fifty fearful shadows.
Although he is currently a third-level necromancer, the upper limit of commanding third-level undead is twenty.
But it is not used for combat, it is just stationed nearby, but it is not subject to the upper limit of command.
Recall the Decline Centaur, the Decline Light that can cause large-scale continuous damage to the surrounding undead.
To be on the safe side, in the next battle to enslave the fourth-class undead, Yihua decided to adopt a wheel battle, carrying five batches of a total of one hundred third-class undead, which could be replaced at any time to supplement the loss of the undead produced during the battle.
Not long after Yihua was ready, the tide rising around him, containing the power of death, completely submerged the position where he had just returned to the world of death.
Wow~ Wow~
Yihua pricked up his ears and faintly heard some different subtle sounds from the distant sound of the waves.
Patap~
That seemed to be the sound made by an unknown group of giant creatures swimming in the water.
Realizing that the unknown number of undead living in the deep sea were about to approach the high tide coast, Yihua felt a chill in his heart. Pale flames burned on the surface of his body, instantly activating the semi-dead witch body state.
In less than a moment, Yihua faintly noticed that a creepy gaze was locked on him.
"Here we come!"
Previous experiences told Yi Hua that as a fourth-level undead, the sight of the Decline Horse could easily penetrate and lock onto himself in the mist of death a thousand meters away.
Before it could lock onto itself, an individual suspected of being a dead man launched an attack.
Yihua's legs suddenly stepped on the ground, and with the powerful strength of the Earth Knight level, he instantly rushed out dozens of meters away, carrying hundreds of third-class undead legions, and rushed towards the source of his sight in the distance. .
It was less than three seconds before Yi Hua activated the half-dead witch body and rushed towards the source of his sight, when a familiar and terrifying sense of crisis arose in his heart.
"Locked by the Spear of Death!"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Yihua immediately started to explode his life.
As the life energy spread throughout his body, the speed of Yihua, who had already opened the half-dead witch body in advance, suddenly jumped up. The speed even exceeded half a hundred per second, surpassing the previous speed limit.
At the same time, he also ordered the undead troops following him to spread out to avoid being affected by the power of death generated by the explosion of the Death Spear.
Not long after the undead troops behind them dispersed, a chilling sense of crisis came.
Yihua, who was moving at high speed, vaguely caught a glimpse of the huge dark green spear of death wrapped in a hurricane, passing seven or eight meters above his head, followed by a violent explosion behind him.
boom!
Feeling the tremors of the surrounding earth and the rapidly spreading ripples on the sea, Yihua realized that the spear of death had passed him by and landed dozens of meters behind him.
He quickly sensed the connection between the souls of the undead following him, and felt a little relieved when he saw that his command was timely and that the undead troops behind him were not attrition.
If it were before he was promoted to the third-level half-dead witch body, although he could avoid the attack of the spear of death at a long distance, the avoidance process would be dangerous and dangerous, and there was a high probability that he would be affected by the power of death. It was not as good as it is now. So casual.
However, before the aftermath of the Decay Spear's attack had dissipated, another creepy sight was locked on him.
But in an instant, the sense of crisis condensed by the Death Spear rose again in Yihua's heart.
Yihua, who knew that every time Manaklavi, the Decline Man, concentrated and threw the Spear of Decline, there would be a delay of several seconds, was somewhat caught off guard by the sudden and unexpected changes.
"The gathering speed of the Decline Spear is a bit too fast. Could it be that there is more than one Decline Centaur targeting him?"
Realizing this possibility, Yihua's heart tightened.
He knew that under normal circumstances, the higher-level undead had their own territory and would not travel together.
But the Decline Centaur is an exception.
First of all, since they only go ashore during high tide, the Deceased Horses do not have a fixed territory around the underworld coast.
Secondly, the area that the Decadent Centaur can see in the death mist is far greater than that of Yihua, and they can easily target and attack individuals thousands of meters away.
Perhaps the two dead men and horses locked on Yihua were not together, but because they were thousands of meters apart and in different positions, they just happened to see and lock onto Yihua.
After a little perception, Yihua judged that the threat that had just locked onto him was thousands of meters away from the dead men who attacked him before, and was located in a different direction. Yihua confirmed his suspicion.
A series of thoughts, for Yi Hua, who was promoted to a third-class apprentice and whose thinking speed was ten times faster than that of ordinary people, it only took a moment.
During this period, Yihua did not change the direction of movement. Locked in the attack of the Decline Horse on the other side, Yihua quickly approached the Decline Horse that had previously attacked him.
However, after a moment, the dead men and horses that Yi Hua regarded as the target began to gather together with the dead men and horses again. The sense of crisis brought by the two dead spears, like thorns on the back, was superimposed on Yi Hua's heart at the same time.
laugh!
The gray-green spear of death tore through the airflow on its path, and while making a violent whistling sound, it struck from the top of Yihua's head on the right side.
Finally, the spear pierced the water dozens of meters away to the left of Yihua, making a violent explosion and blasting a large amount of dead water out of the sea.
A bit of seawater containing the power of death dripped on Yihua's body, and wisps of green smoke burned out from the shimmering life armor.
Just after the death spear thrown by the second dead man exploded, the first dead man who attacked Yihua threw the death spear again.
Although Yihua used his strength to control, the undead under his command had just shuttled and avoided a spear of death, except for the more flexible Faceless Shadow.
The remaining seventy fearful shadows had no time to activate the shadow shuttle again and could only move and dodge.
In the end, three fearful shadows were hit on the spot by the second spear of death, and at the same time their soul connections with Yihua were disconnected.
Among the remaining terrifying shadows, seven were infected with some power of death, but fortunately they escaped in time and were not seriously injured.
Fortunately, because the two dead men and horses launched attacks one after another, the opponent fell into an attack vacuum period of "long" for several seconds as the dead spears were condensed again.
Relying on the next few short vacuum periods, Yihua quickly approached the nearest dead horse.
With Yihua's current speed of half a hundred meters per second, it only took about twenty seconds to get within a hundred meters of the first dead horse.
During this period, Yihua and the undead troops following him were also bombarded by the Spear of Death more than ten times.
Under Yi Hua's precise command, Yi Hua only lost a dozen fearful shadows across such a long distance.
As for the faster and stronger Faceless Shadows, none of them were lost.
Seeing the naked gray-purple flesh and blood, the huge body, and the familiar faces of the fallen men and horses that looked like skeleton cavalry came into view, Yihua suddenly became more vigilant.
At such a close distance, even Yihua, who was promoted to the third-level half-dead witch body, could not guarantee that he would be able to avoid the spear of death thrown by Nakravi.
After seeing more than a dozen drowned grudges vaguely floating around the dead horse, Yihua felt that a thousand meters away, the second dead horse was still condensing its death spear, trying to attack his actions, and his thoughts Move slightly.
The next moment, more than eighty third-class undead following behind them quickly dispersed around, forming a simple encirclement around the dead men and horses.
Not long after the order was issued, two more spears of death were shot at Yihua.
Due to the long distance, Yihua could not easily dodge the spear thrown by the second dead horse.
As for the spear thrown by the first dead horse less than a hundred meters away, he decisively activated the fourth-level magic item Mobius Ring.
Relying on the space shield, Yihua withstood the damage of a spear of death at the cost of nearly half of the magic power stored in the ring.
"Wait, maybe I can try changing my position so that the second dead man accidentally injures the dead man in front of me?"
These undead are not divided into enemies and friends. Undead of the same type will still be attacked by other undead.
Realizing that his idea was highly feasible, Yihua took action immediately.
Feeling that the second dead horse was locking onto him again, he moved very quickly towards the side of the first dead horse, which was less than a hundred meters away from him.
The purpose is to position the first dead horse between himself and the second dead horse.
And by accurately grasping the time, the first dead horse was able to turn into a human shield, just in time to block the death spear attack thrown by the second dead horse.
But the plan was quickly thwarted.
The reason is that there are too many drowned resentful ghosts gathered around the first fallen centaur.
Hundreds of kelp tentacles were waving in the surrounding waters, forming an airtight protective net within a few dozen meters of the dead man and horse.
(End of chapter)