Chapter 1019

Across thousands of kilometers, Kleist came to a sea area.

"Hazlitt, come out!"

After the words fell, the figure of a blue-haired young man dressed in black appeared on the sea level.

"Senior brother, long time no see."

The young man in black put his right hand on his chest, bent down and saluted, with a gentle smile on his face.

Kleist looked indifferent and asked, "Why are you back?"

The young man in black straightened up, put his hands behind his back, looked directly at Kleist, and responded with a smile: "Brother, this is my hometown, why can't I come back?"

With murderous intent in his eyes, Kleist said in a deep voice: "Back then, my master spared the life of a beast like you because of my old friendship. Now that you are back, do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Brother, we have been together for nearly a thousand years. I know your abilities very well. Naturally, I believe you can kill me. But do you think I came back alone this time?"

After the words fell, two men in black robes exuding a strong aura of death appeared on the sea level, forming a triangular formation with the young men in black, and surrounding Kleist.

Kleist felt the two legendary undead appearing in the rear left and right rear. Their faces were a little ugly. He stared at the young man in black and said with some disbelief: "You have taken refuge in the undead."

"Hahaha."

"Brother, are you surprised?"

The young man in black became crazy and laughed loudly: "If you hadn't informed my father back then, would I have been exiled from the Magic Kingdom of Cavan?"

"That old guy used his favors to push you into a legend, but what about me?"

"I am his only son, and he treats you, an outsider, better than me, his biological son."

"Senior brother, today this is your burial ground."

"I will use your death to announce my return. I will slaughter the entire Mivis faction and kill the school founded by that old guy."

The legendary low-level necromancer floating behind Kleist interrupted the young man in black and said coldly: "Hazlit, what nonsense are you talking about? Let's capture him first."

"Sft, you don't need to remind me."

The young man in black said unhappily, then took out a black sword exuding the aura of death and rushed towards Kleist.

Bazit, the legendary low-level undead warrior located behind Kleist, pulled out his sword, activated the breath of death, and attacked Kleist.

The legendary low-level necromancer Sift pulled away and cast spells, and countless death swords stabbed Kleist.

Facing the attacks of three powerful men of the same level, Kleist relied on the rules of divination to avoid the vicious methods hidden in the dark. He also avoided the attacks of two legendary undead in the open, and knocked the young man in black into the sea. .

Although he is only a scholar mage, it does not mean that his fighting ability is weak.

The four legendary powerful men fought, and the space cycled between fragmentation and reorganization. Countless laws of light shot out in all directions, taking away countless monsters in the sea.

With the help of force, Kleist broke away from the encirclement of the three people and stood at an altitude of 10,000 meters. He looked at the three people flying towards him and quickly thought about ways to break the situation.

The legendary low-level undead warrior's movements are stiff, his breath of death is illusory, and he is not proficient in using the power of law. At first glance, he looks like a useless legend who is eager to kill other high-level undead souls. Under normal circumstances, if he does not breathe, he will definitely be able to Let the fire of his soul be extinguished.

As for Hazlitt, he is ruthless in every aspect, but also a little crazy in his expression. As long as he is properly guided, this fool can be used to his advantage.

The most difficult thing to deal with is the legendary low-level necromancer. His methods are weird. He has seen three kinds of mysteries of the law. He has a very thorough understanding of the law of death.

In addition, this guy is very cautious. Whenever he moves closer, this guy will distance himself to prevent him from getting close.

In a few breaths, Kleist determined the way to break the situation. He used Hazlitt, a fool, to attack the legendary low-level undead warrior, and used the power of internal fighting to strike the legendary necromancer with all his strength. Leave this place when the time comes.

Stepping forward to fight, Kleist used the method of shadow to arrange a shadow, angered Hazlitt with words, and induced him to strike the legendary undead warrior with all his strength.

"Now."

Kleist didn't care about conserving his strength, and gathered the secrets of law [Divination and Luck] to shine the seven-colored light at the legendary necromancer.

The terrifying law of power attack, the soul fire of the legendary necromancer Sift violently turbulent, did not dare to stay, and quickly evacuated, retreating tens of thousands of meters away.

Taking this opportunity, Kleist quickly flew north to escape from this place.

"It's interesting."

A whisper rang in his ears, disrupting Kleist's mind and imprisoning him in the air.

A huge hand appeared in the air and grabbed Kleist.

In an instant, a golden light emerged and chopped into pieces the giant black hand. Its power was not reduced and it continued to slash towards the sky.

"boom--"

The sword light flashed across the sea, extinguishing the soul fire of the legendary low-level undead warrior, the legendary low-level undead knight Hazlit's soul collapsed, and the legendary low-level necromancer Sftzi's legendary protective robe collapsed.

The power of confinement disappeared, and Kleist had no time to think, so he rushed north and left this place.

After a long time, the figure of a white-haired young man appeared on the sea. His left cuff was empty, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and one golden pupil turned gray.

When the legendary necromancer Sift saw the white-haired young man, he stepped forward to greet him, lowered his head and saluted, "Lord Yais, are you okay?"

"Cough cough cough"

The white-haired young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure somewhat shaky and intoxicated.

The dark blood dripped onto the sea, polluting tens of thousands of square kilometers of sea area into the black domain of the undead. Countless sea creatures turned into undead at this moment and began to fight each other.

"I almost died under the sword of the Sword Saint of Dawn."

"Lord Yais, do we need to continue to implement the black domain plan in the Magic Kingdom of Kawen?" The legendary necromancer Soft looked at the white-haired young man carefully and asked respectfully.

"Give up the plan, I will explain to the Skeleton Flower Council."

"Then how do you treat your injuries?"

The white-haired young man looked at Soft, who was ready to escape at any time, snorted coldly, and said: "Just find a few fishman principalities in the sea area and slaughter them, and my injuries will naturally recover by half."

"As for using you to heal my wounds, I, Yais, can't do such a thing."

Hearing this, Soft kept his head down and didn't dare to answer.

Although you said so, if you did it, who would know, and even if they knew, who would dare to say it out.

"Go and collect the bones of Bazt and Hazlitt."

"Yes, Lord Yais."

While Soft was busy, the white-haired young man looked up at the land in the distance, with some fear in his eyes.

I thought the gap between me and the world legend was very small, but I didn't expect that I could hardly block even an attack left by the other party.

"It's better not to come out in the last thousand years."

Half an hour later, the white-haired young man took Soft away from here and flew into the depths of the sea.

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