Chapter 12 - Necromancer Doomsday - NovelsTime

Necromancer Doomsday

Chapter 12

Author: 六道沉沦
updatedAt: 2025-05-01

"Fallen Wizard: helldemon, projection, level 2."

    The fallen wizard looks very much like the chief of an African tribe. Of course, his skin is dark red, and he looks like a pair of golden ox horns on his head. He has a white tusk necklace around his neck, a skeleton flag stick in one hand and a snow-white shining meter long machete in the other hand.

    Although there was no sunlight, there was still a faint cold flash on the machete.

    Even if it was tens of meters away, Tang fan''s eyes were involuntarily attracted by the machete. He was sure that the machete was definitely not an ordinary commodity.

    Looking down at the machete in his hand and the machete, Tang fan had an impulse to throw away the machete.

    The fallen wizard''s body was thin and trembling when walking. The skeleton flag staff was like a crutch, like a foot in the coffin. Every step it took made Tang fan think it was going to fall or even die.

    But the level of the fallen wizard is higher than that of the fallen devil. Tang fan constantly warned himself that he must not underestimate it. He must be cautious and cautious. Who knows what terrible means this seemingly dying thing has.

    After killing a fallen devil, the saber man and the pickaxe young man also saw the emergence of the fallen wizard. However, without Tang fan''s ability, they naturally can''t know that the fallen wizard is a more terrible existence than the fallen devil.

    The saber man is better. After all, he is a man who has experienced wind and waves, not as impetuous as a young man. The young iron pick who had just killed a fallen devil, his blood was boiling. Ignoring the other two seemingly fleeing fallen demons, he shouted, raised the iron pick and rushed to the fallen wizard.

    "Wait." the saber man always thought something was wrong and roared.

    But the pickaxe young man didn''t look back. He just shouted, "look, I''ll kill it."

    The sinking wizard''s muddy eyes suddenly showed a fierce light. His lips trembled quickly. In less than two seconds, the skeleton flag and staff waved.

    With a shout, a burst of strong red fog suddenly appeared from the skull''s eyes and mouth at the top of the flag staff. These fog quickly gathered in a second and turned into a fireball the size of a football.

    Like a meteor, the fireball dragged its long flame tail and shot at the young iron pick at a high speed of 20 meters per second.

    The hot heat came on his face, and the young man with an iron pick was only 20 meters away from the fallen wizard.

    In almost a second, the pickaxe young man was as frightened as a fool and had no time to dodge.

    With a bang, the fireball hit the pickaxe young man, and the sparks splashed like fireworks. The body of the pickaxe young man was scattered under the impact and explosion of the fireball, and even screamed.

    With a bang, the flying pickaxe fell more than ten meters away, smashed a small hole in the hard ground, and the flame burned on the pickaxe.

    Mars fell one after another, setting off people''s completely dull faces. On the ground, the young man''s body was surrounded and burned by fire, making a hissing sound. His head rolled all the way with fire, leaving a scorched trace on the ground.

    Panic, shock, despair, silence.

    The fallen wizard seemed to have done trivial things. His lips shook again, and a golden light flashed on his skull, a little like a cold star in the night sky.

    As the fallen wizard waved the skeleton flag and staff, a cold star like golden light suddenly appeared on the body of the fallen devil killed by the saber man and the pickaxe young man. Then, the wound on the fallen devil was refluxed and healed in the blink of an eye. A carp supported it, and the fallen devil stood up again.

    "Mom, run."

    "Monster... Monster..."

    "Wuwu... Don''t kill me..."

    Chaos, those people who reacted were in chaos. A fireball directly blew people apart. The dead monster not only revived, but also looked full of blood. This has exceeded the limit they can bear. It''s good not to collapse on the spot.

    The saber man''s face became very ugly. The monster he tried hard to kill came back to life easily.

    Is there really no way to live?

    Some of the dozen people in the back squatted in the corner trembling and howling, while others ran to the stairs in panic. What they discussed just now about leaving here together has already been thrown to the horizon, and no one can remember.

    After the fallen wizard resurrects the fallen devil, he continues to move forward. His speed is very slow, like a turtle. The time to take a few steps is almost five times that of a normal person.

    The fallen wizard stopped again and looked at the saber man with fierce eyes.

    The saber man suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar when he looked at it. He remembered the scene that the young man with an iron pick was blown apart by a fireball in his mind. He couldn''t restrain his fear any more.

    With a cry, the saber man quickly retreated. Even though he was afraid, he knew better that he could not turn his back to the monster, especially a monster that would release fireballs at a high speed.

    Sure enough, the fallen wizard chanted the curse again, waved the skeleton flag and staff, a burst of hot red fog reappeared, and a fireball shot at the saber man quickly.

    The distance between the saber man and the fallen wizard is more than 50 meters. It takes two and a half seconds for the fireball to fly over the 50 meters, which is enough for the saber man with rich combat experience to respond.

    Rolling aside on the spot, I only felt a burning breath rushing through.

    A bang came from behind. The fireball exploded on the wall behind. Mars flew away mixed with high-temperature cement fragments. Two people squatting in the corner crying with their legs softened by fear were directly splashed by high-temperature fragments and Mars.

    The terrible fragments broke their skin and stabbed into the meat until the bones. Mars fell on their clothes and hair, suddenly burned, and the fire grew bigger in the blink of an eye.

    "Ah... Help..."

    "Help me... I don''t want to die yet..."

    The two firemen rolled around on the ground, crying bitterly, but their voices gradually became weak until they disappeared completely. The fire on them was still burning.

    When the saber man saw two living people burned alive, he felt a kind of desolation and deep anger for no reason.

    "Come on, monster." the saber man quickly got up, held the knife in both hands, faced the fallen wizard, roared and decided: "today is either you or me."

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