The Dean Has Arrived

"Undead creatures don't need dinner."

Franken broke the identity of the opponent with a single word, and placed his right hand behind his back, giving a gesture to the little guys behind him.

So Kamiyu and the others immediately calmed down and began to put in the usual formation.

"It is often not the beasts that devour human lives, but their own fear and."

The huge creature claiming to be a coiled wise man did not directly attack as they imagined.

"It's the same this time. How many of you can survive?"

"What..."

Before Franken and the others came back to their senses, the black turbid liquid poured out from under each other's scales, as if they were alive, wrapping them into black cocoons.

"Sink into the memory of your past in the dark, and then die miserably. I will draw strength from your despair and turn it into my body..."

Because Franken was swallowed into a black cocoon, the dark fire beside him gradually extinguished. As the darkness enveloped this space once again, the Coiled Wise Man said in a low voice as he slowly immersed in the watery darkness.

At this moment, the sound like cloth tearing suddenly sounded in this space that had fallen into silence again.

Then, the cocoon at the front was torn apart, and the black cocoon shells shattered one after another, falling like black snowflakes and flying around like black butterflies.

Although there is almost no light around, most people in such a place may fall into a state of being unable to see their fingers in the true sense, but Franken is different.

Undead creatures do not rely on sight to observe and lock their prey.

What's more, the two magic eyes that Xiwei specially installed for him also have a certain degree of night vision function. At this time, for him, the dark river bottom space is no different from daylight.

"This is the materialized form of your mental power." Franken kicked the black cocoon fragments that fell on the opponent's scales. After these things were broken, they were like ice blocks placed in a warm environment. It gradually melts from the edge: “Incorporate your own negative feelings into your spiritual power. Then you will pollute the spirits of others through overwhelming'quantity', so that your spirit will be gradually assimilated and absorbed by you, and then negative factors will be re-incorporated into these blacks. Among the spiritual power, the pure power is absorbed by you, so we call it dinner. In academic theory, this kind of power should not exist. This world is really incredible."

"You can figure out the basic situation of this trick after only one experience, you are very talented."

The voice of the gigantic creature claiming to be a coiled wise man revealed some appreciation: "But what makes me even more curious is why you will not be influenced by me?"

As an undead creature without a brain. Under normal circumstances, Franken's mental power is spread out in the form of radiation from the magic element core in his mind. Usually the weaker skeleton mage directly uses the radiated magic power as the power of magic to cast spells. The more advanced skeleton mage like Franken can collect and reserve the radiated magic power in the brain, so the amount of magic power and magic in battle The quality is much stronger than the average skeleton mage.

Since mental power has nothing to do with the spirit or material of the body, the other party's mental pollution will naturally not work for him.

"This is not necessary to tell you." It's just that Franken will naturally not tell the other party.

Talking. He has already started.

However, his goal was not to engulf the wise... In fact, in Franken's judgment, he was not confident enough to defeat the opponent.

So he simply destroyed the cocoons of the little guys behind him.

Kamiyo and the others are both Edric’s hopes. The future has infinite possibilities. In case they are polluted by malicious spirits here, they cause any psychological or spiritual trauma to them, then their future development. It is undoubtedly much smaller.

"Stupid mortal."

The voice of the wise man just fell. Franken, the tail of the snake they were on twitched suddenly, as if they were throwing a whip.

Franken set a mass floating technique around himself between the electric light and flint.

However, I don’t know if it’s because the black cocoon shell has the ability to absorb magic power to prevent magic effects, or it’s just that the opponent interfered with his spellcasting. Only he and the four little guys escaped for a while, and wrapped Nero and Crowder respectively. The two black cocoons fell in two completely different directions.

Because it has not been long since being contaminated by spirit. After leaving the black cocoon, the four little guys also woke up in turn.

"It's a nasty dream." Without knowing what he was dreaming of, the last Kamiyu who woke up took the lead and said with a complex expression.

He has lived in the city since he was a child, and he has seen more dark sides than the other three, and his spirit is a little more complicated. So the other party's mental pollution caused him a lot of harm.

"I think it's okay, but a little tired." Riddle waved his arm. Then he drew his magic wand. He was the first to wake up. He was accompanied by mountains since he was a child. Living in the countryside, he was pure-hearted and his mental pollution did not cause any harm.

"It's not a problem at all!" Tannis yelled from behind. As the second person to wake up, Tannis's spirits were a little sluggish: "Although I can't remember the main process of the dream, I don't know why it always makes me feel tired!"

Probably dreamed of losing weight or something.

This thought flashed through Riddle's mind.

"It's not a good thing anyway."

The third Dorothy who woke up also seemed to be lacking in energy. Unexpectedly, the girl who looked hearty and strict in daily life would actually have less psychological pressure than Kamiyo.

"By the way, what about Bishop Nero and the native brother of Morag?"

Riddle woke up early and witnessed the sight of the other two cocoons being flung away, and asked Franken with some worry.

"Now I can only pray that the sacred light of their usual beliefs can bless them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although I don’t know the specific crusade level of the wise man, I just need to look at the other side’s amazing size and terrifying attack methods. It was certain that it was not a good-for-nothing guy, and he couldn't be so big that he could half-heartedly find where Nero and Crowder were when confronting each other.

"Leave aside, Bishop Nero, isn't that indigenous brother a believer in the pure white church?" Cameyou probably wanted to ease his mood, and made a comment.

"This kind of thing is fine, the opponent has attacked it, be careful not to die."

Franken opened a few protective barriers, but this kind of sturdy defense without any damage, in front of the opponent's black beam of light, is no different from foam, and it is penetrated by an easy blow. If hit by this attack If you are, then you almost have to go to see Marx, and it's still the kind that can't even be rescued...

PS: Well, there is another chapter...

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