Parallel time...

Just when Arucardo and Andrews began a fierce battle, Gordon, not far away, saw that Andrews seemed to be a little defeated by the opponent, immediately wanted to rush over to the helper. But just as he was carrying the players and the Punishers of the 12th Team of [Holy Cabinet], he ran a few steps away, a black figure suddenly slowly fell from the sky to them...

"Where do you want to go? Gordon..."

The huge and tattered black cloak, wearing a golden crown, a pale skull burning with cold soul fire, and a black scythe without a trace of light. The dead air was visible to the naked eye. Looking at the creature like the god of death in front of him, Gordon immediately frowned. He could clearly feel the power of the creature in front of him, but when the creature said his name in an extremely hoarse and low voice, Gordon's brow frowned even tighter.

"How could you know me? I remember that I really don't think I am a famous person, right?"

"Hehe, do you think I'm a npc? I used to be in a hill in the Duchy of Tiling. At that time, I was killing the monsters and was happily killing them, and I was preparing to summon some skeletons with those stones until my knee suddenly got an arrow... And that arrow was shot by your teammate, why? Haven't you remembered it yet?"

Hearing Crassud's words, Gordon immediately flashed his mind a name that once made him quite upset. It was precisely to avoid the possible pursuit of the owner of this name that he left the Duchy of Tiling and went to the headquarters of the Church of Light...

"You are...Pluto, Crassud!?"

After seeing Gordon's face turned bitter, the flame in Crassud's eyes flashed slightly, then he carried the sickle on his shoulder, pointed his left hand at the other master and said:

"You guy disappeared after I was beaten away! I have been looking for you for several days. That was the first time I have suffered a loss since I entered the game. Even the first blood-sucking monster died. How do you think this account should be settled..."

"Crassud, don't be aggressive with your imperial strength! Are we not losing anything!"

Suddenly, a crisp female voice interrupted the words behind Crasud. The "hot wind" Teresa, who was carrying a broad sword behind her back, quickly walked to the front of the team, and then pointed at Crasud and shouted loudly:

"Last time except for Boss Gordon, we all died once! And we originally had seven companions, because of your reasons, two of them left!"

"snort……"

Faced with the girl's angry rebuke, Crasud immediately snorted heavily, and suddenly waved the sickle in his right hand, and a stronger breath of death quickly spread out. At the same time, the land around Crasud also began to decay slowly. The originally full of vitality was quickly replaced by the dark gray, extremely dry and cracked rotten land. The people of the 12th Team of the [Holy Cabinet] who saw this scene immediately drew out their weapons...

"...I don't care what happened behind you. I just know that you were sneak attacking in front of you, so naturally there will be a price to pay!"

After saying that, Crasud stretched out his left arm, revealing the pale bone palm, and gently grasped it. In an instant, a black sphere surrounded by dark gray mist appeared in the palm of his left hand. At the same time, a series of low spells began to float out of Crasud's mouth that was constantly opening...

"In the name of death, respond to my call..."

"No! Don't let him summon!"

As soon as he saw Crasud's movements, Gordon immediately let out an urgent roar. At the same time, he quickly took out several silver crosses from his arms and threw them at Crasud, because he knew that the necromancers in front of him must not give the other party enough time, because the longer the time, it is the most beneficial for the necromancers. They can slowly summon endless undead army to subdue the enemy...

boom!

But facing the cross that was attacking him, Crasud just waved the sickle on his right arm, and a black half-moon sword aura quickly cut the crosses, and at this time his chanting was completely completed...

“…Ferryer!”

call out!

A black hole with a diameter of about three meters quickly appeared behind Crasud, and then bursts of whistles from the soul began to float out of the black hole. With these whistles, one by one was wearing a ragged cloak, unable to see his face clearly. Ghost-like creatures quickly flew out of the black hole one by one, and at the same time, the cold cold that seemed to freeze blood...

"Hehe, this is a full-strength ferryman, not the same as before, so you'd better be careful."

Crassud looked at the eight ferrymen flying over his head, then looked down at the frost that quickly formed on the ground, nodded with satisfaction, and then saw his left hand waved, and the eight ferrymen immediately rushed towards the 12th team of the [Holy Cabinet] with a scream. As if he knew the power of this creature, Gordon immediately took a few steps back, then turned to shout at the punishments:

"Quick! Make up the [Holy Column]!"

After hearing Gordon's anxious roar, the punishers quickly formed a circle around the outside of the team, then inserted the cross spear in their hands to the ground, and pressed the spear with both hands and began to recite the prayer loudly...

Buzz...

Soon, golden beams of light shot out from the cross spear and crossed each other. In just a few seconds, a tight fence was formed on the periphery of the team, and even dozens of lights were brought to the sky above the team... But Gordon did not rely on this defense to sit and wait for death. He just wanted to buy some time. After seeing the formation of the [Holy Bar], he immediately took out several golden crosses and began to recite prayers to each cross...

"Hmph, if the ferrymen could be blocked so easily, how could they become the guardians of the [Reincarnation Land]..."

call out!

As if to prove Crasud's words, the eight ferrymen hit the [Holy Bar] more than ten times. After finding that there was no effect, they immediately began to make more harsh whistles. Moreover, this whistle seemed to have the ability to attack souls. After only a few seconds, several punishers could not bear it and covered their ears and began to roll on the ground. Soon, the [Holy Bar] began to have an unstable situation...

"Damn it! Boss Gordon, let's resist for a while first. Your [Cross Spiritual Equipment] is the only possibility for us to win!"

After seeing a warrior holding a double sword looking at him with a firm look on his face, Gordon immediately nodded to him slightly, and then continued to chant prayers to the golden cross in his hand, but his speed seemed to be much faster...

“Um…”

Another punishment fell to the ground, and an instant gap of one person appeared on the [Holy Bar]. Then a ferryman quickly flew into the [Holy Bar] from the gap. While it flew past, it floated beside the fallen punishment. Suddenly, a light blue figure was sucked out of the body of the punishment by the ferryman. As a result, the punishment who had already moved did not move in an instant...

"The endless scorching wind ahead, explode!"

boom!

Just as the ferryman was about to fly to another target, a broad sword suddenly reached in front of it, and a compressed hot air wave also gushed out from the front of the broad sword in an instant. The ferryman suddenly flew backwards like a piece of rag, but it seemed that it had not suffered much damage and quickly floated up again. After making a shrill scream, it quickly rushed towards the master of the broad sword, the girl Teresa...

"Roaring thunder rushing on the left, roar!"

Boom!

The two swords were released together, and the lightning and thunder were thundering. This attack not only brought a strong lightning attack, but also the sonic boom caused by the violent friction of the lightning in the air also made the ferryer's body lingering with an arc appear even more broken. At this time, the ferryer was still not dead. At the same time, the other ferryers also discovered this gap and began to rush towards him quickly...

"The ridge of broken rocks stretching behind, crush it!"

bump!

"The ice and snow crown flying to the right, spin!"

Kakka...

At the critical moment, a sled hammer landed on the ground. Suddenly, the ferryman who had just floated up again quickly turned into countless broken strips of cloth under the continuous heavy blow from the void. At the same time, a young man quickly came to the gap when the rest of the ferryman was about to rush into the gap, and then inserted his broad sword into the ground. In an instant, a thorny ice ring quickly unfolded with him as the center, and immediately blocked the gap. And let the ferrymen rush in, the seemingly fragile ice ring showed no sign of collapse at all...

"Oh, it's true that you still have to rely on yourself."

Seeing that the ferrymen had no choice but to do anything, Crasud twisted his neck slightly. After making a crackling sound, he suddenly slowly showed his left index finger to the team that extended the [Crown of Holy Thorns]. In an instant, a blue-black energy began to quickly condense on his fingertips...

"The Wrath of the Underworld·Soul Flash..."

boom!

As the hoarse voice sounded, the energy ball that expanded to the size of the basketball black energy suddenly erupted out and hit the [Holy Bar] hard. In an instant, the originally brilliant [Holy Bar] dimmed. At the same time, some punishers also vomited blood because of this attack. But Crasud was obviously not satisfied with this result. He saw the flames in his eyes slightly move, and the sickle in his hand slightly turned...

roar……

If you ask a farmer in the human kingdom, what is the symbol of the undead, that farmer will only look at you in confusion, but if you ask him what is the symbol of the undead mage, he will definitely say two words to you with some fear. That's right, as one of the most powerful undead weapons in Helesh, the bone dragon has a very good evolutionary potential with their hideous appearance, powerful physical destructive power, and indestructible bodies. It has left indelible fear for all races that have fought with the undead mage. Although it cannot be compared with the real dragon, the number of bone dragons is not comparable to that of the dragon...

Many people here have always had a misunderstanding about bone dragons, believing that bone dragons must be transformed from dragon bones. This is actually a rather ignorant prejudice. Most bone dragons are actually made up of bones of other creatures. There are not many bone dragons that are truly composed of dragon bone bones, and most of them are advanced bone dragons. At this time, above Crasud's head, the "frost bone dragon" among the four advanced bone dragons was flying...

"Hehe, let me see how strong your bird cage is..."

Crasud slowly moved the sickle to him, then used his pale bone finger to slide hard on the knife for a while, and then sneered, and quickly floated to the team of [Holy Cabinet]. The four frost bone dragons in the sky also roared, and dived towards the enemy as their master...

"Defend with all your strength!"

"Haha! Can you really defend yourself?"

As soon as Teresa's jeering sound came out, Crasud had already rushed to the [Holy Bar], and accompanied by his hoarse laughter, the black sickle with the howling wind slashed heavily on the [Holy Bar] instantly!

boom……

"ah!"

In an instant, the [Holy Bar] was cut into a huge gap by the sickle, and even the punishment behind was divided into two. At the same time, the huge dragon claws of the four Frost Bone Dragons also soon came...

boom……

The [Holy Pillars], which were originally impregnable in everyone's hearts, collapsed instantly under such a strong attack. Then, under the double blow of the Bone Dragon and the Ferryer, the Punishers suffered heavy casualties. In just one minute, ten Punishers returned to the embrace of the Goddess of Death...

"Goddess' Embrace, Reincarnation, Funeral..."

Whoosh...

Five black light belts shot out along the direction of Crasud's fingers, and anything that blocked them would be eroded silently. Soon the light belt extended to the young man who was resisting the ferryman with an ice ring...

"Benjamin, be careful!"

After hearing the prompt from his companion, the young man immediately subconsciously expanded the ice ring to the maximum, but at this time, the five fingers of Crasud's left hand suddenly trembled slightly, and in an instant the light belts suddenly rose up, bypassed the ice ring, and then suddenly fell down from above the ice ring...

"Oops……"

Until he was swallowed by the black light belt, the boy did not understand how he knew his defense defects when he was decisive. Yes, the boy's ice ring defense was very strong, and he could not even have a level 4 spell to blow away, but there was only one place he could not defend at the top of his head...

"You bastard!"

After seeing his friend being killed by Crasudd, Achiel immediately gave up dealing with the frost bone dragon in front of him, roared and jumped high, smashing the sledgehammer in his hand at the man who turned into the god of death in front of him. The frost bone dragon behind him seemed to have received some instructions and did not attack his back...

"Hehe~~~ It's too weak, it's all because you're too weak! Hahaha!"

Bang!

What shocked Archil was that his all-out attack was easily blocked by the opponent with a sickle, but he did not give up. Instead, he grabbed the hammer with both hands, trying to activate his [spiritual awareness].

"The ridge of broken rocks stretches behind, crushing..."

"madness……"

Buzz...

But before he could finish his last two words, the flames in Crasud's eyes suddenly rose suddenly, and at the same time, he clenched his fist with his left hand and pulled it hard. A sudden buzzing sound like pulling the strings came into Archil's ears. In an instant, he felt a pain in his body, and then he came to the place of rebirth above the moon. In his memory, the last thing that appeared in his eyes were faint silver threads...

"Tsk, brainless guy."

It seemed that because he did not see the scene where the enemy was split in front of him, Crasud seemed a little unhappy. After snorting coldly, he immediately shook his left hand slightly, and then pulled hard at the two punishments in the distance...

Buzz...

Puff...

As the buzzing sounded again, the ground was instantly cut by cracks that were almost invisible to the naked eye. At the same time, the two punishers were cut into several segments by some force without knowing the situation, and the incisions were extremely smooth...
To be continued...