The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

Chapter 237 Limits

Phoebe, who was restrained by Lisha, suddenly collapsed in Lisha’s arms like a puppet that had lost its strings.

"Phoebe?"

Lisha noticed that Phoebe began to emit a faint blue light.

"Lisha, leave her!"

Yuze's voice made Lisha subconsciously let go of Phoebe.

The next moment, light blue armor appeared on Phoebe's body and a pitch-black sword appeared in her hand. She opened her lifeless eyes and was suspended in the air as if controlled by an invisible hand.

"You've become a Death Knight so soon?"

The middle-aged man seemed surprised by this, as if something was beyond his expectations.

"You have really good qualifications. No wonder that person recommended you to me."

Although it was unexpected, the middle-aged man was in a good mood.

He hadn't seen such a qualified deceased person in over a hundred years.

If we only talk about the qualifications to become an undead, perhaps the corpses of those dragons and giants are not as good as the girl in front of her.

After the ceremony was fully started, it took such a short time to become a Undead Knight. This speed is incredible.

Among the undead, the Undead Knight is already a fairly advanced undead, with strength comparable to that of the Gold Rank.

Generally speaking, the transformation of the undead will be affected by the strength of the transformed person during his lifetime.

For example, ordinary people can only be transformed into skeletons, but if they have some special bloodlines, they may become zombies.

Professionals will be transformed into stronger undead. For example, some powerful dead knights can be transformed into undead knights.

If there really is a necromancer who can completely transform the corpse of a legendary strongman, then he will be able to obtain a powerful undead that is comparable to a legend.

But the girl was very weak when she was alive, only at the Red Iron Rank, and she should not have such powerful strength at all.

The only possibility is that the girl has strong qualifications to become a undead.

However, it is difficult to find such talented people.

After all, such a talent can only be realized after death, and there must be a necromancer to transform it into a dead spirit.

It's all too easy to miss.

"Lisha, are you still going to continue?"

Yuzawa asked in Lisha's mind.

"Ilsa and the others are still trapped somewhere, I can't leave."

Lisha's expression was firm, without any hesitation.

She would never abandon her companions and leave.

Lisha seems to be careless and indifferent to many things, but she cherishes her companions very much.

Moreover, once someone abandons their companions and runs away for the first time, it will happen a second time and a third time. Lisha doesn't want to become the person she hates the most.

"Then you can only try your best and fight with all your strength."

Yuze originally wanted to suggest that Lisha try to break through the Gold Rank, but after thinking about it, he realized that it was impossible.

Lisha has only just begun to explore the path to the Gold Rank. Even if she can bear the pressure of a Gem Rank professional to perform the awakening ceremony, the probability of failure is terribly high.

And even if Lisha reaches the gold level, she may not be able to beat the gem level. After all, the higher you go, the greater the gap in strength between each level.

The Formal Rank can beat the Hematite Rank, and there are many Hematite Rank who beat the Fine Steel Rank. It is extremely rare for the Fine Steel Rank to beat the Silver Rank, and it is basically impossible for the Silver Rank to beat the Gold Rank. Not to mention the later ones.

No one can defeat the legend.

"From the look in your eyes I can tell you're a determined fighter. What a shame. I was trying to save my energy."

The middle-aged man sighed regretfully, and a black breath of death poured out of his mouth.

The dark magic mixed with death spread in all directions, and all the plants and trees withered and died after encountering the dark magic.

But when those dark magic powers touched Phoebe, they were absorbed by Phoebe, making her aura even stronger.

"Why do this?"

Lisha's body was glowing with fire.

Light and fire intertwined on her body, and all the dark magic was burned up after touching the light and fire on her body.

"What do you mean?"

The stiff smile on the middle-aged man's face remained unchanged.

"Where did you dig this Phoebe out of?"

The anger in Lisha’s eyes grew even stronger.

"Haha~ So you care about this. I thought you cared more about how many innocent people I killed."

The middle-aged man chuckled.

"asshole!"

Lisha rushed towards the middle-aged man like a gust of wind.

Her charge almost dispersed the dark magic around her, and her blazing fist slammed into the middle-aged man's magic shield.

Lisha's magic attribute completely restrains the magic attribute of middle-aged people.

But unfortunately, Lisha's current strength is insufficient, and even with four times the restraint, it is difficult to cause any damage to the Necromancer.

"He is indeed a passionate young man."

The middle-aged man looked at Lisha who was attacking him crazily, and a memory flashed through his mind.

He was once overwhelmed with enthusiasm and felt that he could do anything.

But the result is that nothing was accomplished and nothing could be protected.

The living may betray themselves, but the dead will not.

"If possible, please save your strength and don't use too much force, otherwise it will damage your precious body."

The middle-aged man seemed to be trying to persuade, but in fact he was extremely arrogant.

He didn't think Lisha could escape from his grasp.

He was much stronger than Lisha in both strength and wisdom.

Lisha turned a deaf ear to them and just tried her best to attack the Necromancer's magic shield, but it was all in vain.

"You really don't listen to advice."

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little annoyed. He raised his hand and used powerful magic to imprison Lisha.

Lisha suddenly felt that she could not move.

"Huh? The consumption is actually more than expected?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Lisha.

He originally thought that it wouldn't take much magic power to imprison a peak silver-level professional, after all, the difference in strength was there.

But I didn't expect that the magic power consumed by this confinement spell was so great that it was almost as much as the magic power consumed by confining two professionals who had just entered the gold level.

"A genius? Really~"

The middle-aged man stared at Lisha for a few seconds and said in an envious tone.

If I were a genius, maybe I wouldn't have to become a necromancer?

Middle-aged people have always had this idea in their minds.

But unfortunately, there is no if, and he eventually became a necromancer.

"What did you do to everyone?!"

"You can still speak? It seems that you are indeed extraordinary, and you must have a special physique. But this is even better. If I transform your corpse into a dead spirit, I will definitely get a powerful dead person with great potential."

The more the middle-aged man looked at it, the more satisfied he felt.

This time I just came here to take a look after receiving some news by accident, but I didn't expect to get an unexpected gain.

"Okay, you can die."

The middle-aged man gradually clenched his fists.

As the Necromancer made this move, Lisha felt her body being crushed by a huge force.

Chapter 238: Taking Action

Even someone as strong as Lisha could not withstand the powerful magical suppression of a gem-level professional for long.

Lisha’s body began to make creaking sounds.

She felt that her life was being eroded by the breath of death.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, an arrow hit the Necromancer's magic shield.

Although it did not cause any damage to the magic shield, the flames from the arrow did stain the magic shield.

As the cursed fire spread, the Necromancer's outermost magic shield began to dissipate.

"Curse? Interesting, but still a long way off."

The middle-aged man finally took out his staff.

With one hand, he used magic power to imprison Lisha, and with the other hand, he held the staff and aimed it at Ilsa who had just shot the arrow.

"Ilsa?!"

Lisha was very worried when she saw Ilsa covered in blood.

But now she is completely unable to break free from the power of the Necromancer.

After rushing out from that terrifying place, Ilsa saw Lisha's condition at a glance, so she concealed her breath, aimed at the weak point of the magic shield and shot a curse arrow directly.

Although it was effective, unfortunately Ilsa's strength was not enough to penetrate the magic shield.

"It's not bad that you can escape from my necromancy barrier, but it's a pity that you don't have the qualifications."

The middle-aged man casually cast a spell on Ilsa.

Breath of death.

A strange cloud like dark green ink enveloped Ilsa.

Before Ilsa could move, she felt a burning pain in her nose and lungs.

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

Ilsa started coughing violently.

This cough caused dark green blood to spurt out of his mouth.

Ilsa was poisoned.

"Ilsa!!"

Lisha used all her strength, but she couldn't break free from the necromancer's imprisonment spell.

"Purification! Healing! Blessing!!!"

Melilu, who had finally emerged from the undead barrier, saw Ilsa's miserable condition and cast several spells to rescue Ilsa.

But she couldn't expel the Necromancer's breath of death because the Necromancer was much stronger than her.

"Giant hybrids aren't good material either."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he saw Meililu.

It was the first time he saw a giant half-blood. Just now, the middle-aged man's attention was all on Phoebe, and he didn't notice that Merilu was a giant half-blood. He thought she was a gifted warrior.

"Necromancer, you should be thankful that I am not a priest of the God of Life."

Meililu stared at the necromancer in front of her with indifference.