Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

Silla knew that this was the benefit of eating books. The process of eating books was equivalent to converting the calligraphy of the real world into rules that could be used in my world.

If used in different worlds, one must obey the rules of different worlds, but the eaten books can be used in both worlds.

The judgment information just now was sent to Silla by the Eye of Command, and it is also the instant kill rule used in my world.

Although the dragon Landnell was so powerful, it was directly cleared away by the world without any fluctuations, as if it had never appeared.

"Hahaha, this feels pretty good."

This was also the first time that Silla used this skill. After all, if this skill didn't kill instantly, it was actually just a weakening skill.

From a glance, it seems pretty good. The rules required for the kill are not limited by strength. Chun Chun just uses the rules to kill.

In the past, to gain an advantage in these five events, one must be a very powerful being. However, it is different when encountering an outlier like Sla.

Silla itself is not strong, but special.

After killing the dragon in seconds, Silla moved over to look for the spoils.

In addition to absorbing a lot of experience balls, he also found a fire fang of a dragon. The fang was very long, like a spear.

"Keep it and save it for Su Fengxiao."

Silla still likes Su Mingli as her sister, and Su Fengxiao is indeed very gentle and dashing.

It can only be said that fire elements are very gentle, just like a bonfire. Silla also heard from Su Mingli that Su Fengxiao helped her a lot when she was a child.

Especially during the period when Su Mingli was just adopted, when he was still skinny and small, extremely introverted and timid, Su Fengxiao helped Su Mingli a lot.

After collecting Landnell's spoils, Sla began to use commands to rebuild the obsidian puppet.

.........

At the moment of the death of the evil dragon Landnell, the apostles, who were hundreds of thousands of blocks away at the gate of hell, sensed it instantly.

"The demon dragon is dead, how did this guy really become so strong?"

"Salehmon, are you sure you can hurt him?"

The world apostle wearing a hat heard this and turned to look at the person who had been speaking.

"Amon, this joke is not funny. My title is the essence of human hatred, and my attack is instant damage."

Salhmon said this and turned to look at Baal Saifeng with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Hehe, I think you should care more about Bal."

"I can still heal that skeleton, but Baal's attribute is Dark Shadow, and he is dealing with Withering damage, which is useless."

Baal Saifeng's face turned dark, but he couldn't say anything, because it was really like that.

"Okay, okay, you guys are making so much noise, it's really disgraceful."

Emperor Ur waved his hand, stopping the others from speaking any further.

"Where's Weeks?"

"That guy Weeks is very unfocused, I don't know where he's gone."

The only female apostle here spoke up and explained:

"But I heard from Amon that the black skeleton can already increase its resistance to dozens of levels. It would be useless for him to come."

Emperor Ur shook his head slightly and looked towards the sky in the distance.

"We need to put enough pressure on him. We can't beat him just by splitting up into 12 people."

“We need unity.”

"Just wait and see, the kings will come and go."

As Tsar Ur said this, he turned and looked towards the Gate of Hell, his eyes were expectant and fanatical.

Following the gaze of Emperor Ur, the line of sight passed through the gate of hell, across endless magma and evil spirits, and reached the hottest and most terrifying center of hell.

A wither skeleton wearing a black crown seemed to have sensed something, turned its head slightly, and looked in the direction of the gate of hell.

This is the Wither Skeleton King. He looks similar to other Wither Skeletons, with a reserved aura and nothing special about him.

"Ah...almost, almost."

"Just like you killed me, can you take his head?"

When the Wither Skeleton King heard this, he turned his head and looked at the soul sand shelf behind him, where a Wither Skull was placed.

"I can. I have always believed that only I can become a wither. Just as I took your head, I will take his head off."

"You know the wizards' prophecies. You are also a wizard. Stop trying to cover up your mistakes."

The Wither Skeleton King was silent for a while, then spoke.

"How will you know if you don't try."

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Silla waited for a long time, and after Landnar died, Hell did not send out high-level combat forces to intercept him.

On the contrary, the cannon fodder is endless, like the vast ocean.

This kind of offensive even has some shadow of a natural disaster, but Withering Corruption is indeed good at killing these things, not to mention the harvesting method of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.

Silla went out for a while during the process. After all, it was impossible for all 6000 obsidian puppets to die in an instant.

After a day and a night, Su Mingli finally came online.

"Let's combine, Silla."

When Su Mingli appeared, he extended his hand to Silla, and Silla nodded happily.

Silla did not mutate, but merged with Su Mingli in the form of a withered skeleton.

With the instructions, the enhancement brought by the mutation is not that great, and the increase in body size after the mutation is considered a negative effect.

"Okay, keep going!"

After the fusion was completed, Silla took over the control of the body, put away the amethyst, turned into a flash of lightning, and led more than 6,000 obsidian puppets to kill towards the gate of hell.

In the endless sea of ​​monsters, the obsidian puppets forced their way out of a path, and countless monsters were crushed by them.

Time passed quickly, and with Silla's high-speed movement, in just one day, he moved 100,000 squares and arrived at the location where the original village was located.

Silla stayed here for a while.

Amid the scorched earth, the ruins of a dilapidated village stood on a plain at the foot of a hillside.

Su Mingli looked at this place and felt very regretful and nostalgic, thinking back to when she, Fu Xue and Zhao Huan chose to build their home here.

Several people have lived here for seven years, and this village was built bit by bit during those seven years.

Now there is nothing left in the village except some stones that cannot be burned.

"Let's go, there's nothing left here."

Su Mingli took a deep breath, controlled his body, and walked along the vaguely visible path towards the village entrance.

"Now that it's like this, that beautiful sea of ​​flowers is gone too."

Silla looked at the broken picture in front of him and suddenly said something.

Su Mingli nodded. No flowers could bloom on the scorched earth, but she still wanted to go and take a look.

The obsidian puppets led the way in front, and Silla and Su Mingli walked slowly behind.

Walking down the hillside, the once dense coniferous forest had become bare, turning into a dry and ugly plain. Only the same long and narrow downhill slope reminded Sla of some of the scenery at that time.

"Every time I pass by here, I think of Huanhuan and Feixue."

As Su Mingli spoke, he walked to a dry riverbed. The originally beautiful river had dried up and disappeared, and the beautiful flower fields had all turned into scorched earth. The entire land was ugly and unbearable.

"Keep going. No one can stop us this time."