Many people took a deep breath.
But they were all stopped. Only Old Leather used his time ability to rush to William's side. He wanted to protect William.
This secret manual had never appeared on the exchange list. Not even an incomplete one could be found.
"Viscount of Darkness, come out and die. Is Prince William under your control?"
After stirring and shaking, an unknown chemical reaction occurred. It was very magical. After five minutes, a brand new Saint Soul would appear. The soul looked similar to the original soul.
Even Changli Jiuge couldn't help but murmur, "Isn't His Highness a tank ranger who specializes in close combat? I remember that he only has a few supportive spells, but this one is clearly a little abnormal. It's not any worse than a forbidden spell."
Trump card.
It was simple.
William had said that it was a group fight.
Dying in battle was an honor.
But …
The Lord of the City of Dawn had killed Licangrola. It was a great honor for the Magic Sanctuary.
But at this moment,
What about the method of creating Saint Souls?
Only soul professionals could cause true damage to souls and even control them. Even if other professionals could detect dead souls, it was difficult to cause true damage to them.
The electric current on William's body disappeared.
Then, he collected the soul fragments and placed them in a jar. Then, he used the Saint Soul skill.
As for the remaining 13 puppets, they were eventually dismantled by the 23 Holy Souls on the spot.
But why did Prince William not walk out?
Three minutes passed.
They were like Death Knights who had been resurrected from the battlefield. They were natural executioners.
The only difference was that the puppets were created in a different way. The summoning method was also different.
"It's much stronger than the forbidden skill. It can last for a long time.
When the Epic experts of the Desert Kingdom saw this scene, they widened their eyes and hurriedly distanced themselves from Prince William.
With his pitiful appearance, no matter how powerful his fists were, he would bleed to death first.
Hundreds of golden sand spears pierced through the ground and soared into the sky.
Of course, their physical bodies had to recover. Otherwise, their strength would be limited.
If William did not have some skills, he would not have been able to dig out the minced flesh and soul fragments from the ground.
In the next second,
His Royal Highness had been prepared for this. He deliberately allowed himself to be trapped inside, as if he wanted to use this space cage to beat the enemy hidden in the dark to death.
Thus, with the intention of saving a life was more meritorious than building a seven-storied pagoda. In order to prevent his soul from being pulled away by the Netherworld River's gravity to be reborn, William hurriedly caught the little smart-ass. Not only did he save him from the pain of drinking Meng Po's soup, he also gave him a chance to be reborn for free.
…
Actually, they all knew that William had a soul suboccupation, but they had no idea what it was called or where he had learned it.
In particular, His Royal Highness was a protagonist who could grow in multiple versions. If he didn't change much in Version 4.0, he might die.
The professionals of the Red Fire Kingdom and countless players began to despair.
"Oh my god, my wife has come out to see the necromancer. His Highness has finally revealed his true identity."
In addition, the two Epic-ranked professionals from the Magic Sanctuary had dark expressions on their faces.
However, at this moment …
The 23 Saint Soul Heroic Spirits reappeared. When they opened their eyes again, their auras were extremely powerful.
The prince glanced at the two of them.
But William had no time to observe the forum. After he gave the orders to the Saint Soul Heroic Spirits, he wielded his Thunder Slash and slashed at the remaining desert puppets. His sword slashed at the sand, and his fists struck the talismans!
It was a trump card.
The Epic-ranked professionals of the Red Fire Kingdom wanted to help. Burned Cinder and Diablo also intended to rush over.
The others immediately understood.
"It's so powerful. Prince William's Saint Spirit Return has temporarily increased the number of Epic professionals in the City of Dawn by 23. Is this a summoning skill or a puppet skill?" Many players were so shocked that they could not close their legs. However, they had many doubts.
But then there was a loud explosion.
But they didn't have their past memories. They only had fighting instincts hidden in the depths of their souls.
With the explosion of the runes, the first 13 puppets were completely annihilated.
There was a loud roar.
What? Who said that they wouldn't move just now? When they closed their eyes, the duration would be over?
The skills and occupations imparted by the goddess were too powerful.
William couldn't continue to be impudent.
"People from small places are ignorant. It's time for his hands to change owners." The thunder element warrior's tone was calm, but his disdain was obvious.
Azir laughed maniacally. "It's over, Lord of the City of Dawn. You'll die here today. Kenna, what are you waiting for?"
William was really going to die this time.
This shot lasted for a full three hours.
Thousands of black lines bloomed above William's head like a lotus flower. They formed a circular space cage that trapped William within.
He immediately stored all the puppets and the damaged materials of the desert puppets. Then, he turned around and fled.
"Secret skill, Space Cage!"
The Space Enchanter of the Magic Sanctuary sneered. "You're really arrogant. Do you really think that you can defeat both of us with your current strength?"
Vikru saw this and shouted with a sinister expression, "William, use the Teleportation Scroll and run!"
Vikru wasn't afraid of his subordinates. Did you see that? My Golden Sand Swordsman, whose leg was broken, doesn't seem to be in pain.
What a powerful punch!
Hehe!
In an instant, Old Leather was blocked. Following the explosion of the spear, Old Leather was sent flying hundreds of meters away.
Azir felt that this was the best opportunity to kill William.
How could William have so many trump cards?
Which of William's puppets was the weakest?
I, William, have a lot of money with me!
William wanted to say.
The more soul fragments there were, the more battle instincts they would be able to stimulate. They might even be able to unleash their trump cards and ultimate moves, erupting with abilities that were on par with their former strength.
This guy walked very easily and didn't seem to be in any pain. His soul was also happily circling around his corpse. Looking at his face, he seemed to have a strong desire to live.
William went all out again. As the Thunder Realm expanded, the area within a radius of thousands of meters turned into a sea of thunder.
William's expression changed. He had been too arrogant. Not only had he forgotten the duration of his ultimate skills, but he had also forgotten the duration of his puppets.
In a fast-paced war like the Gods' continent, the duration was long enough.
But now, it seemed that it was different.
But his brother …
The Saint Soul, Necromancer, Necromancer, and other Mystery mages had similar tactics.
They seemed to be a superpower occupation that would slack off in the early stages and explode in the later stages.
Everything in sight was dazzling blue thunder, electric arcs, and lightning.
Obviously.
More importantly, Old Leather of the City of Dawn had killed the Sacred Envoy of the Western Magic Sanctuary.
Buzz! Buzz!
More importantly …
The Saint Soul Heroic Spirits were also stunned and did not move at all.
It was a huge hole.
Anyway, when the Holy Soul Heroic Spirit was summoned, it didn't look as scary as the Necromancers and Undead Spirits. Instead, it looked a little holy. In short, it wouldn't be too scary.
William waved his hand.
But after death, his soul could not be resurrected. That was the saddest thing.
The Saint Soul Heroic Spirits were the puppets controlled by William. It was not wrong to call them Necromancers.
They were a group of emotionless and intelligent Heroic Spirits.
Which puppet was the most powerful?
A space enchanter and a thunder warrior appeared in the cage. They were wearing the uniform of the Magic Sanctuary, and they looked at William coldly.
It was simple.
William's aura was not faked. He had been severely injured by the shockwave. In addition, his attributes had been halved, and his Health Points had been restored at a slower rate.
Everyone saw that Lord William did not fly at supersonic speed. They understood what was going on.
William waved his hand again.
He was going to be William's sugar daddy.
The two warriors of the Magic Sanctuary were expressionless. What was the meaning of this? They had challenged William to a one-on-one fight, but now they were being defeated by number 23?
But I can record this in my notebook. I'll see if Prince William has any new abilities when I reach Level 5.0. If not, run away immediately. "Chu Liuqiu nodded seriously.
It had to be Cassini, who had transformed into a Lich. He had self-destructed his soul weapon and body.
His aura was greatly weakened.
But as the prince's melodious laughter rang out, his eyes widened.
As for the remaining 26 puppets, 13 of them had Legendary combat power for a short period of time. But under William's ferocious attacks, they were destroyed after five minutes.
His Royal Highness seemed to be too afraid, and his movements were a little slow. Not only did he take out the scroll a little slower, but he also took out the wrong scroll.
Xiao Ayin looked at her captain in a daze. Was William serious? Did he have to be so realistic? What if Prince William was hiding something?
He did not want to make a sound.
The side effects of William's ultimate skill had appeared.
He was not afraid.
Within 24 hours of William's death, besides collecting his body, he also had to collect his soul fragments.
He had actually crushed an ice-type scroll and almost sealed himself in ice.
They were not afraid of death.
Especially since the soul element was a Mystery type professional. The terror that they brought was not as simple as it seemed.
At this moment, his entire body was covered in bloody wounds, but the speed of recovery that was visible to the naked eye was much slower.
Of course, it was his old friend, the Golden Sand Swordsman.
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