Chapter 359 The Scorpion King’s Children

Guided by essence and blood, based on soul, puppet seal!

Yang Ling silently recited the witchcraft and forced a drop of blood essence into the body of the Templar Odumbula. Huge witchcraft and spiritual power surged out, and with the blessing of the Great Witch Seal, a puppet seal was condensed in Odumbula's body. Take advantage of this.

When his soul was dispersed, he was refined into a puppet, leaving the mark of the Soul Witch deep in his soul.

Like Wu Wu, the puppet wizard is a branch of the ancient wizard. After practicing to a certain extent, you can use many scorpions to incarnate into millions like Imote, and become an alternative undead wizard, and your strength is also extraordinary.

Although Yang Ling's main focus was on practicing soul witchcraft, after advancing to the advanced witchcraft, not only did his witchcraft and spiritual power greatly improve, but he also gained a deeper understanding of puppetry.

In the past, although the refined puppets could maintain a certain degree of consciousness, their movements were stiff and their expressions were sluggish. Even after a long period of training, there were still flaws, and people might discover something strange if they were not careful. Because of this, Yang Ling

The long-standing idea of ​​using puppets to infiltrate the Holy See to inquire about the situation has not been realized.

But it's different now. With the blessing of the Great Witch Seal, the puppet seal was condensed in Odumbula's body, and after leaving his own soul imprint deep in his soul, he refined a perfect puppet.

The memory is intact, the consciousness is awake but controlled by the witch, and the appearance has not changed in any way... All these make Odumbula a puppet in the true sense. Even his closest friends and

It may be difficult for his family to discover the changes deep in his soul. Even if Yang Ling is willing, he can erase or add part of his memory so that Odumbula himself does not realize that he has become someone else's puppet.

"Hey, the first temple puppet in the history of the continent, Odumbula, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

After erasing Odumbula's memory before his death and adding a fabricated memory, Yang Ling smiled coldly, "Thrace, throw Odumbula out of the valley, move quickly, he is very

You'll wake up soon!"

"Sir, just... let him go like this?" Looking at the unconscious Odumbula, the Flying Dragon King Thrace felt unwillingly.

"Gah ga ga, Thrace, if you don't let him go, do you still want to eat him?" Look at the confused Flying Dragon King Thrace, and then look at the unconscious Odumbula.

The Corpse Witch King licked his lips.

The Holy See's temple is powerful, and due to faith, the energy contained in blood, blood and soul is far beyond that of ordinary people, giving the Corpse Witch King endless aftertaste after tasting it. If he hadn't known that Odumbula was Yang Ling's bait, he would have

I really want to eat this Templar captain in one bite and swallow his essence, blood and soul.

The Flying Dragon King Thrace didn't understand Yang Ling's deep meaning, but the Corpse Witch King had a strong mental power and keenly felt that Yang Ling had done something to Odumbula's head. Although he didn't know Yang Ling's real purpose, he understood that Yang Ling

I would never be kind enough to put Odumbra back.

Looking at the old monster, the Corpse Witch King, Thrace shook his head, carried the unconscious Odumbula and left quickly, throwing him behind a boulder outside the valley. Just after hiding his figure, the unconscious Odumbula

Ra woke up faintly, looked at the surging undead army in the valley, and left quickly in shock.

"Sir, do you want me to follow you and take a look?" Looking at Odumbula who was quickly walking away, the Black Dragon King clenched his fists.

"Hehe, don't worry, no matter how fast he is, he can't escape from my Wuzhishan!" Yang Ling smiled mysteriously, paused and then said: "Rodriguez, lead your undead army to follow quietly, don't let the Holy See

Those guys are so comfortable!"

"Gah ga ga, understand, I will make them unable to eat well and unable to sleep, and let them see the methods of a real corpse witch!" With an evil smile on his face, the corpse witch king followed the order and led the undead army to follow the Holy See's instructions.

Follow the footsteps. As you rush, you gather zombies, mummies and other undead along the way, and the team becomes larger and larger.

When he was on the ground, in order to avoid exposing his identity, he had to hide his strength and aura, and he couldn't vent his displeasure to anyone. It's different now. In this gloomy underground tomb, he doesn't have to worry about being exposed after wearing a human skin mask.

Identity no longer needs to be repressed to hide strength.

The gloomy underground tomb made him feel at ease returning to the plane of the dead, and his amazing strength was fully demonstrated!

Looking at the increasingly larger undead army under the Corpse Witch King, and then at the scorpion army around him, the Scorpion King Imote shook his head in envy. Although more and more little scorpions were hatched in the scorpion base in the Witch Tower space.

, but every time he controls a scorpion, he needs to consume more soul and mental power, so at this stage, he is not able to expand the scorpion army on a large scale. Compared with the Corpse Witch King who can summon a large number of undead and rapidly increase his strength by consuming a little magic power.

, there is still a big gap in this aspect for the time being.

"Emet, is there anything special about the underground mausoleum?" After swallowing a few monster blood beads to restore the consumed witchcraft and spiritual power, Yang Ling was full of energy and was ready to scrape around the outside of the underground mausoleum before entering.

With the Corpse Witch King chasing and attacking, the Holy See will suffer more and more casualties along the way. Maybe Elder Brown will become a bachelor commander without having to take action himself. By then, it will not be too late for him to take action, there is no need.

I personally chased him all the way to avoid any clues being revealed accidentally.

In addition, according to the itinerary, it will take at least a day for the major forces to find the entrance to the next level. When they rush in to explore the way, it will not be too late to go in after they have figured out the situation. There are so many free

Labor, if not used properly, is really not worth it. Anyway, the strategic mission of my trip is to eliminate the hidden danger of the underground mausoleum and kill those guys from the Holy See. There is no need to lead the charge at all costs for the legendary illusory scepter of life and the portal.

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The outskirts of the underground mausoleum are already so weird, so you can imagine the horror in the depths of the mausoleum. The guy who rushes the fastest is often the first to fall! The guy who gets the artifact first may not always be able to laugh.

to the end.

In a dangerous and unpredictable place like the underground mausoleum, it is wise to be cautious, conserve your strength and wait to see what happens!

"Well... as far as I know, there are no treasures outside the underground tomb, unless..." Immet frowned, recalling the situation of the underground tomb, and after hesitating for a moment, he said: "

There is a valley near the entrance deep under the underground tomb, which is the territory of Wen Erink, the leader of the Death Knight. I heard that he has a cloak in his hand that can make him invisible. I don’t know if it is true or not?"

An invisible cloak?

Thinking of the invisible huntresses and archers under Sophia, and their elusive figures, Yang Ling smiled and said lightly: "Okay, very good, even without the invisibility cloak, sooner or later we have to get to the entrance!

Let’s go, grab the so-called invisibility cloaks to keep warm, everyone grabs one, no one is missing!”

Hearing what Yang Ling said, the Scorpion King Imote almost fainted. Legend has it that the invisibility cloak is the invincible weapon of Wen Erink, the leader of the Death Knight. After wearing it, it can hide all traces and attack the enemy suddenly, making it difficult to guard against. Unexpectedly

, Yang Ling actually wanted to grab them to keep warm, and gave each of them one piece!

If the leader of the undead knights, Wen Erink, had a large number of invisibility cloaks, he would have already conquered the entire underground tomb and led the undead army into the depths of the tomb. Where would it be his and his party's turn?

"Hey, sir, everyone needs at least two. One is draped on the body and the other is slung on the hand. That's how cool it is!" Think about the pleasure of sneaking up on the enemy after turning invisible and breaking the opponent's neck.

, or the pleasure of grabbing the opponent's legs and tearing them in half, the Black Dragon King excitedly squeezed his fists as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

During this period of time, under Yang Ling's subtle influence, everyone has taken pride in successfully attacking the Yin people and pursuing the simplest, most labor-saving and most efficient killing method. Even the Black Dragon King, who is known as the strongest melee fighter on the mainland, is no exception.

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"There's no problem with two pieces for each of them. You'd better go shirtless." Looking at the Black Dragon King who was lusting after, Yang Ling smiled, "Your body is really too big, why don't you wear a small one?"

Don't wear your cloak properly, be careful when the time comes that the Corpse Witch King and others will be embarrassed to walk with you!"

"That's right, don't say it was led out by us monsters, that's embarrassing!" Looking at the black dragon king's bear-like figure, the dry Immet held out his chest and abdomen, and smiled sinisterly. He didn't know that he was rarely excited.

Or he moved too much and accidentally dropped it

The scorpion on the next floor collapsed like a flat tire, making Yang Ling sweat. As for the Thousand-faced Magic Mink lying on his shoulder, he screamed and covered his eyes tightly. After a long time, he finally

Look through the gaps between the claws.

"I'm sorry, my child is hungry and reacts a bit too much!" Imote collected the scorpions on the ground and pressed them on him one by one like mud. The sight of the squirming scorpions made everyone sweat again.

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"Imet, next time you make such a disgusting move, be careful I will crush all your scorpions to death!" the Black Dragon King said while clenching his thick fists.

"No, crushing him to death is too wasteful. You should add some salad oil and roast it until it turns yellow and sell it in the World of Warcraft Plaza. It is said to be rare golden dragon meat, and the business is definitely booming!" Thrace smiled sinisterly and looked at Imote.

The scorpion on his body seemed to be seeing crystal coins.

"No, I heard that eating raw scorpions is good for your health. Don't miss it!" Yang Ling smiled.

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Under the scoldings of the Black Dragon King and the Flying Dragon King, and amid the gloating laughter of the Purple Rat Bingbing, the Scorpion King Imote strode forward and led everyone straight to the Valley of the Dead Knights. Along the way, there were more and more dead knights riding bone horses.
Chapter completed!