Chapter 235 The unexpected ending

After the two dragon turtles who entered the palace first were cut off their limbs, a large number of undead were blocked outside the palace flying gate and could not squeeze in. Everyone got a chance to breathe again.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The wreckage of a dragon turtle near the door suddenly flew back at an extremely fast speed. Before everyone could react, they left the palace gate. Just when everyone was not aware of this, a black shadow flashed into the outside of the temple gate. A gray-white tentacle grabbed the wreckage of another dragon turtle and quickly dragged it out.

Sheila's reaction was the fastest, and she moved her feet and appeared in front of the gate. A blood-colored sword energy broke out from the blade and slashed the gray-white tentacle. She cut it off with one blow, leaving the dragon turtle's remaining body in the palace. Only half of the tentacles jumped violently on the ground for a while, gradually losing their activity and no longer moving.

A dozen of the same tentacles suddenly reached into the door from outside and rested on the wall where the door was missing. Tens of them pulled hard with force, and an angry face appeared in front of everyone.

It was actually an octopus undead that still preserved flesh and blood. The octopus seemed very angry that its tentacles were cut off. It squeezed and shrank, and it completely entered the palace. The huge tentacles slapped violently at the culprit Sheila, but Sheila's feet flashed and appeared far away from the octopus. The octopus that did not hit the target could only roar silently, and the tentacles slapped the ground to vent its dissatisfaction.

Han Feng keenly discovered that the tentacle that had been cut off by Sheila was growing slowly. After a short while, only the top part had not recovered. Han Feng smiled bitterly, it seemed that the previous method would not work.

As the roof was raining all night, the walls on all sides of the palace began to vibrate continuously. The undead outside the palace saw that he could not break through from the front, so he could only find another entrance and tear the walls. Even though the whole body of the palace was made of diamond jade, one of the hardest materials, it could not stop the undead from hitting for a long time. I believe that in a short time, the four walls of the palace would be broken one by one. At that time, everyone would have no danger to defend and would inevitably be trapped in the dilemma of encirclement.

He smiled bitterly at the mutant thorns on his arm. Han Feng also wanted to attack like the others, but the mutant thorns quietly took root on his right wrist without realizing it. Countless blood-red roots were covered with wrists, and blood and energy were indoctrinating into the mutant thorns at the right speed, so that Han Feng always had a trace of strength to protect himself, so that he would not fall to the point where he needed protection from others. However, it was impossible to attack.

If Han Feng's intuition had not been telling him that the mutated thorns had no malice, Han Feng would have gritted his teeth and made a cruel decision to uproot the mutated thorns, even if he didn't want his right hand.

The octopus undead is very difficult. No matter how many tentacles he cut off, it can grow new tentacles in just a short while. In addition, his tentacles are different from ordinary octopuses, and they are particularly numerous and cannot be cut at all. This made Han Feng’s previous plan fail again.

Sheila and Vimesh looked at each other and pointed. In special circumstances and special means, Vimesh rushed up with a sword, and the sword was filled with the breath of death on it and stabbed the octopus' soul fire. Ten tentacles followed closely and swept towards Vimesh. At this time, Vimesh was just rising to the top and had nowhere to leverage the force, and it happened to be the tentacles to take advantage of it. Vimesh chuckled and said that the undead was brainless.

A blood-colored sword energy that was dozens of meters long slashed out horizontally, accurately slashing at the root of the tentacles. More than one tentacles were cut off, falling to the ground and jumping continuously.

Vimishu fell, and a long sword flashing with black flames pierced straight into the octopus' soul. The soul fire swayed and gradually dissipated in the eye sockets. The octopus' huge body collapsed to the ground, turning into a large amount of flying ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, filling most of the palace.

The undead outside the palace saw that the palace gate was exposed again and immediately squeezed up. The hideous dragon head appeared at the gate of the palace. The two undead bone dragons overwhelmed the undead and broke into the palace as they went up and down.

Vimesh and Sheila both burst out with vigorous fighting spirit at the same time. No matter who or what situation it is, they have the desire to slay dragons in the face of the dragon clan. This is a proof of the strong and a manifestation of their own value. Although it is just the bone dragon, it also aroused their competitive spirit. Two figures, one black and one red, each faced their respective opponents the moment the bone dragon appeared.

Han Feng looked at the two people who were out of control, just shook their heads and said nothing more. At this time, no matter how many strategies were, they seemed redundant. It would be better to let everyone give it a try and just act as a performance of the last gorgeous music of life.

"Boom!" The wall on the far right side of the palace collapsed first under the continuous attack of several horned demon beasts. A large number of undeads poured in again. Han Feng could only retreat to the throne with a group of demon pets and three wounded men. Lilis ignored Han Feng's call and was still fiddling with something on the spot. Finally, he was dragged out by Xiao Hui before the undead surrounded him.

"Coax!" The flames exploded, and countless flame tongues gushed out, swallowing all the undead around them. The other undead continued to pour in without any response and fell down. The fire snake lasted for several minutes before gradually extinguishing. The black ash on the ground and the undead that turned into coke fell to the ground. Without the barrier of flames, the undead continued to slowly rush towards the cold wind and Lilith.

Looking at the palace gradually occupied by the undead, Han Feng smiled bitterly again. It seemed that he was really going to fall here today. He glanced at the scepter frozen in the hands of the ice, and could not make the undead mage feel better. Han Feng took out the ice touch, felt every gem on the scepter, and looked at the smallest gray gem, which was harshly hit by the ice touch.

"No!" Amid the thunderous mage's howl, a gray gem fell to the ground. As the gem fell, several gray lights flew out of the other gems, swirled a few circles in the palace, and disappeared into the sky in the distance. It seemed that it should be the souls of several other undead puppets.

Han Feng picked up the gem that fell to the ground, and a gray shadow inside was constantly rotating. Han Feng sneered and threw the gem into the wolf's kiss, while the scepter asked Lilith to hold it away. As long as the two were not together, the necromancer would never be resurrected.

After doing all this, Hanfeng took the initiative to pull Lilith's hand for the first time and faced the surging wave of undead calmly. "Thank you for being there for a long time."

Feeling the temperature coming from Han Feng's hand, Lilis shed a tear. After so long persistence, she finally succeeded, but in this situation. But Lilis had no regrets. She was able to sincerely agree with Han Feng and take the initiative to hold her hand. Everything seemed worth it.

The undead of the unicorn appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes, and the one-horn that was still dazzling after death pierced directly at Han Feng. Han Feng closed his eyes and held Lilith's hand tightly, with a hint of regret in his heart. There were really too many things in this life that it had not completed.

Han Feng thought a lot about the secrets behind the Frost Tribe, Seville's conspiracy, things in hell, invasion of the abyss, etc. Time passed by minute by minute. Han Feng waited for a long time but did not feel the feeling of piercing into his body.

Opening his eyes, the horns of the unicorn whale stopped less than a foot in front of the cold wind. As the cold wind opened his eyes, the horns turned into bone powder and fell to the ground. Not only the unicorn whale, but all the undead in the palace stopped in place and turned back into bones. The ashes of various monsters covered the entire palace's ground.

Han Feng's right arm moved slightly, the mutated thorn that had been sucking cold wind's energy before, and the baby's face was filled with satisfaction after drinking and eating, and was constantly rubbing against the back of Han Feng's hand. At this time, Han Feng discovered that the mutated thorns had divided a branch and connected to the ground. The entire palace was covered with cracked thorn strips, and all the undead who stepped on the thorn strips turned into wreckage.

A large net of bright red thorn strips formed on the wall that had been pierced before. The undead had no idea, and they continued to hit the net one after another. As soon as they hit the spider web made of thorn strips, the undead immediately collapsed to the ground and turned back into the bones again.

Everyone stared at the thorn strips that covered the entire palace in surprise, full of disbelief. Looking along Han Feng's arms, everyone turned their eyes to the mutant thorn strips that seemed harmless to humans and animals on Han Feng's arms. The mutant thorns seemed to feel everyone's sight, and the baby's face showed a hint of shyness and kept twisting.

Just as everyone was staring at the mutant thorns in surprise, the whole sky darkened and suddenly lit up again. Countless magical lights poured down. The remaining undead spirits in the undead natural disaster magic were wiped out in an instant, and no one was left. A small airship suddenly appeared from the air and slowly sailed towards the direction of the palace.

Lilis frowned, looked up at the darker scenery, and said lightly: "It seems that we are saved. The people from the Spellcasters Association have arrived, and even the City of Sky has opened."

From Lilith's voice, Han Feng did not feel a trace of joy of being rescued, but instead felt a little disgusting. It seemed that Lilith's life at the headquarters of the Spellcasters Association was not very good.

With a loud dragon roar, a blue figure appeared in the sky. Protus came late, one step slower than the Spellcasters Association, and rushed to support him.

"Am I late?" Wen's voice suddenly appeared in Han Feng's ears, scaring Han Feng. Han Feng smiled slightly and shook his head without saying anything, but turned his eyes to Protus, who had already turned into a human form. Protus seemed to have experienced a separation of life and death, and even if it was far apart, he could feel his sad emotions.
Chapter completed!