Not only was Shi Dong's face pale, even Fangzheng's face was not much better. Think about it, you were planning to go to the Shadowfang Keep, but you met Kel 'Thuzad as soon as you entered. How would you feel then?
This is not going according to the script! It's not even the same version.
Looking at the Lich floating in the air in front of him, Fangzheng also quietly took a few steps back. It was no wonder that he and Shi Dong did not expect this situation. The opponent's disguise was too strong. As one of the top powerhouses of the Death Council, it was almost certain that the opponent had legendary abilities. Logically speaking, an existence like this would usually be a strong general with no weak soldiers under his command. Undead Skeletons were a basic skill, and it was not impossible for there to be a few Bone Dragons. If Fangzheng and the rest could fight against some high-level soldiers, they would not have been able to enter so easily.
But the result? This man was very familiar with the plot of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger! Along the way, Fangzheng and Shi Dong only encountered basic undead creatures such as Skeleton Soldiers and Undead Giants. Not only did Fangzheng not care, even Shi Dong thought that the person inside was just a crazy Lich. Although an ordinary Lich was still dangerous to Great Knights like Shi Dong and Matt, at least it was controllable.
But they did not expect that the person inside was one of the most terrifying existences of the Death Council! A Lich Lord!
You're a boss-level existence, can't you have some face? Do you have to play us like this? And why are you dressed so inconspicuously? Which boss character in the game doesn't wear gold and silver? You're just wearing a tattered black robe … .Even Fangzheng had misjudged him.
Oh … .right, Liches don't have faces.
"Great, since you're here, don't leave …."
Frank was still very calm. He stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air in the direction of Fangzheng and Shi Dong.
But at the same time, a flame suddenly appeared from the side of the Lich Lord and rushed over like a meteor.
"Stop!"
The Great Knight of Marquette raised his long sword up high. The sword was burning with a scorching flame, and he roared as he swung it down. Then, the burning flame spiraled towards the Lord Lich who was floating in mid-air. However, the Lord Lich didn't even look at Head Knight Marte. Before the raging flames even reached him, a translucent spiritual barrier emerged around the Lord Lich's body. Afterward, the raging flames instantly dimmed like a candle in the wind, and then they were completely extinguished.
The Lich Lord didn't slow down at all. He stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist. In the next moment, Fangzheng and Shi Dong felt the ground begin to shake. Then, a wall of white bones rose from the ground behind them, cutting off their escape route.
How terrible!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fangzheng's face turned gloomy. He clenched the Sky Breaking Sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with hesitation. To be honest, Fangzheng didn't expect these guys from the main world to be so cunning. Even if he was a little more cautious … .it wouldn't have helped! He didn't know much about this world to begin with. Without enough information, didn't he still have to rely on the judgment of others?
"You're my guest. Why don't you join my ceremony?"
"No way!"
Hearing the Lich Lord's words, Shi Dong roared. He raised the giant sword in his hand and rushed forward again. But the Lich Lord obviously knew that villains died because they talked too much, so he didn't say anything more. He just stretched out his hand and made a few gestures in the air. Then, a hair-raising scene appeared.
The corpses of more than a dozen Paladins lying on the ground suddenly exploded. Their bones flew up from the corpses as if pulled by invisible threads, rotated, and reassembled. Not long after, they turned into a terrible monster with a huge upper body and a long scythe in both hands.
"It's the Deathbringer! Be careful!"
Looking at the monster in front of him, Marte's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly rushed forward and tried to attack the terrible monster together with Shi Dong. But the monster's reaction was faster than they thought. Almost at the moment it took shape, the Deathbringer suddenly raised its hands and swung the scythe 180 degrees, hitting Marte's and Shi Dong's weapons one after another. The two Paladins trembled and retreated. But the cold air could still be seen spreading rapidly along their hands. In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of frost formed on their arms.
What terrifying power!
Marte and Shi Dong shook their hands and shattered the frost that bound their arms. At the same time, they looked at each other and saw the shock and fear in each other's eyes. This was just a Deathbringer that the Lich Lord had casually summoned, but it was actually on par with the two of them?
Even though Marte and Shi Dong were heroic Paladins, they couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. The Council of Death had a bad reputation, but they rarely appeared in the public eye. They weren't like the Day of Destruction Church and the Dusk Army, who liked to stir up trouble everywhere. On the contrary, because the Council of Death believed that 'all things will die', they were patient enough to wait for their enemies to self-destruct. That was why the Council of Death was actually more active in the graveyard or battlefield. What they usually did was dig out the remains of powerful beings and resurrect them into undead creatures. Of course, such desecration of corpses was definitely not accepted by the Holy Cathedral.
There were even rumors in the Holy Cathedral that although the Council of Death was low-key on the surface, it was actually the most terrifying enemy of all living beings. If they encountered any troublesome opponents, although they wouldn't be like the Dusk Army and the Day of Destruction Church, they could still wait patiently.
After all, time was their ally. They didn't even need to do anything themselves. As long as they waited patiently, those powerful enemies would die of old age or be killed by others. When that time came, they could leisurely dig up graves. Wasn't that great?
Due to the Council of Death's passive attitude of avoiding battle, most people mistakenly thought that they were clowns like the Day of Destruction Church. They only knew how to scheme in secret and would immediately be defeated like rats on the battlefield.
But now that the Lich Lord had made a move, this rumor was immediately shattered. They just didn't like to fight head-on, but that didn't mean that the Council of Death was a clown in a mouse hole. Just a temporarily created Death Emissary was able to resist the attacks of two Grand Knights, Stone and Matt. In fact, up until now, Frank still didn't have the intention to make a move. He seemed to be more interested in the ritual.
However, this did not mean that Frank would allow them to mess with him. He snapped his right hand, and soon, the torn flesh of the Paladins began to wriggle like a pudding. Then, they merged and turned into two flesh monsters of the same height. They pounced on Fangzheng and the other Paladins.
What the heck!
Looking at this scene, Fangzheng's eyes almost popped out. He had only heard a little about the Council of Death from Stone and knew that these undead creatures were extremely proficient in the transformation of life and death. But at this moment, Fangzheng finally understood how terrifying these terrifying Liches were. Not only did they extract the bones of the Holy Knights to create Death Emissaries, but they also used the remaining flesh to create two Flesh Puppets. These things were considered as mid-level existences among the undead creatures, and their strength was determined by the 'raw materials' used to create them. If the flesh and blood of these puppets came from the farmers, it wouldn't be a problem for Fangzheng. But the flesh and blood of these puppets came from the Holy Knights, so naturally, it was an entirely different matter.
The speed of the Flesh Puppets was much faster than expected. In a few breaths, they arrived before Fangzheng. Fangzheng felt his scalp tingle at the sight of this enormous jelly. It wasn't that he hadn't seen disgusting creatures in the Diablo and Dark Soul worlds, but this was the first time Fangzheng had seen a creature as disgusting as this.
Although Fangzheng wasn't sure of the principles of creating the Flesh Puppets, he could tell that this creature's body looked like the half-melted limbs of the Holy Knights. What made him even more disgusted was that these organs seemed to be functioning.
Especially when he saw the five eyes in front of him that seemed to be in the wrong place staring at him with blinking eyes, Fangzheng felt so disgusted that he nearly vomited.
"Roar —!"
However, the Flesh Puppets didn't feel this way. They were like a wild beast that moved on instinct. They let out a snarl and pounced at Fangzheng. Two arms suddenly sprang out from the jelly-like body, holding two blood-stained swords in their hands.
What the hell!
Facing the monster in front of him, Fangzheng cursed under his breath. Then, he rolled to the side and dodged two consecutive slashes. Then, he swung his sword backhandedly. The Light of Judgment suddenly burst out and struck the Flesh Puppet's corpse, blasting out tiny holes.
As there was no blood, the flesh was uncomfortably pale and one could clearly see the shriveled blood vessels and internal organs. What made him even more disgusted was that the internal organs were still functioning, perhaps due to the influence of the magical powers!
Fangzheng felt that he should head to the washroom and find a place to vomit. But it was a pity that there weren't any washrooms nearby. This was because after suffering the attack, the flesh and blood puppet's body trembled, and its other two arms emerged from where it had been attacked. It once again held the sword in its hand and slashed at Fangzheng. But this time, Fangzheng didn't retreat. He flipped the sword in his hand, and a dazzling holy light drew a beautiful silver arc in the void, splitting the two arms in front of him into two. Then, Fangzheng raised the sword in his hand, and a shining sword of light took shape beside him. Then, he charged forward with a whistling sound.
Countless swords of light pierced the Puppet of Flesh and Blood almost instantaneously, turning it from jelly to cheese. However, this did not seem to be a big problem for the Puppet of Flesh and Blood. Its body was only paralyzed for a moment before it began to fuse and morph again.
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