Chapter 692 Curse Of The Undead
Faced with the ridicule of the Bone Lord, Rennes gritted his teeth.
Looking at Old Salisbury who was thrown away by the Bone Lord in the distance and landed heavily on the ground.
For a moment, my mood couldn't help but become complicated.
In Rennes' view, it would have been even if old Salisbury had not blocked the blow for him.
He is also able to withstand the bone sickle of the Withered Bone Lord on his own.
But the old Salisbury was just a peak High Level magician.
But he used his own body to block the blow for him without hesitation...
From this point, it is not difficult to see that Rennes, as a magister.
In the opinion of Old Salisbury, President of the Royal Society of Magicians and Dean of the Royal Academy of Magic.
It is so important that I am even willing to sacrifice my life.
The Lord of Bones did not give Rennes a chance to see if Old Salisbury was still alive.
Waving his bone sickle, he once again used the undead aura around him to slash at Rennes.
Rennes gritted his teeth and said no.
He quickly used the Feng Xing Technique and quickly dodged the blow from the Withered Bone Lord.
The bone sickle landed heavily on the spot where Rennes was just now.
The huge force contained in it stirred up a gust of dust and a strong wind.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the dust blocked the sight of the Bone Lord, Rennes waved his hands.
The High Level Holy Light Magic, Holy Light's Judgment, was used again.
Countless swords of holy light instantly rushed towards the tall figure of the Skeleton King in the dust like a heavy rain.
As the holy light shines, the dust is torn apart instantly.
The figure of the Withered Bone Lord was hit by countless lightsabers one after another and fell down.
Seeing this scene, Ares and others instantly became ecstatic.
"Hahaha, great, Grand Duke Rennes wins!"
"Grand Duke Rennes is indeed the strongest man in our Principality of Tyran!"
"Long live Grand Duke Rennes, Grand Duke Rennes!"
However, just when everyone was feeling extremely happy, Rennes' expression became more serious.
Because no one knows better than him the magic he just performed.
The projection of the Withered Bone Lord was not destroyed, and the other party's unique aura of the undead still existed.
Sure enough, the next second, the Dry Bones King appeared in front of everyone again.
He stood up again from the ruins holding the bone sickle.
The only change is that the blue flame inside the skull has dimmed a bit.
There were also some small cracks in the bones of the body.
But obviously, these insignificant changes are not important to the Dry Bones King.
It is not enough to affect his strength or destroy his clone.
Seeing the Dry Bones King who was almost unscathed, Rennes's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
The whole person became a little overwhelmed for a while and stood there in a daze.
The Withered Bone Lord only shook his body slightly, and the blue flames in his skull became active again.
Even the cracks on the bones on his body were instantly restored to their original state.
As if he hadn't been hurt at all, his whole body stood there straight.
The Bone Lord lowered his head and stared at Rennes blankly.
"Ant, I must admit that you are a very powerful ant.
But no matter how powerful the ants are, they are still just ants.
Now let me show you my true strength!"
As the Withered Bone Lord spoke, the thick black mist emitting around him began to condense.
Immediately afterwards, the thick black mist separated into a cloud and flew towards Rennes.
This black mist exudes a very disgusting aura.
Rennes wanted to dodge, but before he could take action, he was directly hit by the black mist.
In an instant, Rennes felt a very strange aura begin to swallow up his own magic power.
Not only that, that weird aura was still devouring Rennes' blood.
Along with the changes in his body, Rennes's face quickly turned pale.
Rennes immediately understood that this change came from the curse of the Bone Lord!
Feeling that Rennes' aura was gradually weakening, Ares became anxious and wanted to rush forward to save his father again.
But this time, Claire, who had been silent, rushed out.
He grabbed Ares's sleeve tightly and stopped him from committing suicide.
Ares turned his head, glared at Claire, and scolded coldly.
"Let go, let me go, I'm going to save my father!"
At this time, Ares's eyes were red, and he had obviously lost his mind.
Worry about his father has replaced Su Zhi.
There was only one thought left in his mind, which was to save his father no matter what.
But with his strength, rushing forward would only stain the hands of the Bone Lord with a little more blood!
Claire, who knew this well, took a deep breath and took advantage of Ares's unpreparedness.
He slapped Ares hard on the back of the head, causing him to pass out.
Holding the unconscious Ares' body, Claire looked at Rennes on the ruins.
'.々 Archduke Rennes, there is only so much I can do.
As a magister, you must not lose!
The fate of hundreds of thousands of people in Paris all depends on you..."
Claire murmured to himself, in his body.
The surviving nobles and the newly awakened King August and other royal families.
They also clenched their fists, held their breath, and stared at Rennes' body with hope.
It was like feeling the hopeful eyes of everyone.
Rennes straightened his body and waved his hand.
The whole person was shrouded in an extremely holy light.
It is the High Level Holy Light Magic, the grace of Holy Light!
Under the grace of the Holy Light, the strange black mist in Rennes' body was instantly dispelled.
Immediately afterwards, under the very surprised gaze of the Dry Bones King.
Rennes used another High Level (Nord Zhao) holy light magic that he had mastered.
The illumination of the holy holy light!
Almost in just one breath, Rennes' breath returned to its normal state.
The whole person was bathed in the warm holy light, and the energy, blood and magic power in the body began to slowly recover.
This scene suddenly gave everyone hope of survival again.
But looking back, I was still overjoyed, thinking that Rennes was going to be infected and turned into an undead King of Bones.
For Rennes, who was gradually getting rid of the undead curse, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Although Rennes's strength is not as good as him, if Rennes cannot be eliminated at once.
Then Rennes can rely on the three High Level holy light magic he has mastered.
It was so hard that the undead magic power supporting his projection was exhausted.
Thinking of this, the Withered Bone Lord quickly summoned a magister-level undead creature.
Enveloped in endless undead black mist, it rushed towards Rennes, who was still recovering. .
