Chương 888: Chapter 887 A Big Fight

"It seems that it will be very difficult to find a place to stay." Rennes frowned.

Rennes looked up at the sky, where the bloody full moon was particularly dazzling, as if it was right above his head.

Moreover, Rennes was also keenly aware that there was a powerful pressure coming from the blood-colored moon.

"This kind of pressure..." Rennes was shocked because he felt a familiar aura from the bloody full moon.

This kind of breath is the breath of death magic.

"This bloody full moon is a place used by a necromancer to refine the Law Weapon of the Undead Demon. Countless power of death is stored in it."

Rennes' thoughts changed quickly and he immediately made a judgment, "It seems that we can only stay in this space for now.

Although he didn't know exactly where this place was, Rennes always felt that something was wrong here.

"Let's take a look at the surrounding area first." Rennes began to wander around this vast space.

The style of this space is quite weird. There is a strong aura of death everywhere, and this aura of death is extremely pure, and even has a hint of evil.

This aura of death is even stronger than the aura of death in the Death Mountains.

However, it can be seen that this place was once a huge kingdom of the undead, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to have such a huge and exquisite aura of death.

"There's something moving here." Suddenly, Rennes heard a slight voice not far away.

Rennes ran in the direction of the sound and found a slender man.

This man was covered in a cloak, and his true appearance could not be seen. Only his two pale arms and mouth were exposed, showing that he was a necromancer.

This necromancer exuded a faint green light, isolating the breath of death in this space.

"Who are you?" Rennes asked with a frown.

"I am a necromancer." The necromancer whispered.

"Necromancer"||?" Rennes said in surprise. He didn't expect to encounter a necromancer as soon as he entered here.

"Yes, I am a disciple of Oletoni, named Aragorn. Thousands of years ago, he imprisoned me here. Today I finally found a way out." The Necromancer replied in a low voice, with a very gentle tone.

"I don't think you are capable of leaving here." Rennes stared at the necromancer in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid of Oletoni? Or are you worried about the guardian Dragon Race outside?"

"You are wrong, I am just here waiting for your arrival." Aragorn smiled and said slowly.

"Waiting for my arrival?" Rennes frowned.

"Yes, I need a living body to complete the resurrection ceremony, and you are my best choice!"

The necromancer finally revealed his true face, then licked his lips greedily and looked directly at Rennes, as if he wanted to pounce on him and eat him right away.

"You want to take my body?" Rennes suddenly understood what the necromancer meant.

"Yes, that's it." Aragorn grinned, and his wrinkled cheeks looked extremely ferocious.

"Ha! So you are all a bunch of lunatics." Rennes said with a sneer, "But do you think you can take me away with just you?"

"Oh, it seems like I'm lucky enough to meet a legendary level 6 master." Aragorn sneered.

"You think too highly of yourself!" Rennes said with a cold snort, and then summoned his blazing magic ring without hesitation.

Rennes held his blazing magic ring, golden flames bloomed from his body, and scorching air waves swept away.

At the same time, a vast elemental pressure suddenly rose from his body. At this moment, Rennes transformed into a majestic god, suppressing all things.

This terrifying elemental field spread out and enveloped Aragorn in an instant. Aragorn's movements immediately became sluggish, and the mysterious green mist on his body trembled in the face of Rennes' elemental pressure.

Aragorn was frightened by Rennes's elemental pressure, his eyes widened, and a frightened expression appeared on his face.

"How could it be? How could your elemental pressure be so terrifying!" Aragorn muttered to himself, unable to believe it at all.

In his memory, only those close to the semi-Divine Level possess such terrifying elemental majesty, but how did the guy in front of him, who was only the legendary sixth level, do it?

"Aren't you necromancers always pursuing power?" Rennes said indifferently.

"Yes, we have indeed been pursuing power." Aragorn's body trembled, fear evident in his words, "But I also know that once we fail, we will be wiped out!"

"So, I would rather die in battle than be controlled by Oletoni." Aragorn gritted his teeth and looked at Rennes.

"In that case, then go and die!" Rennes said lightly.

Then Rennes swung his right fist and hit Aragorn hard on the chest, and violent elemental power exploded under his fist.

Poof!

Aragorn's chest sunk, his whole body was blown away, and the wall next to him fell out.

"Ah!" Aragorn screamed in pain. All the bones in his body were broken, and his internal organs were shattered by the shock of the elements.

"You, how could you be so powerful!" Aragorn raised his head with difficulty and looked at Rennes suspended in mid-air. Full of unwillingness, he decisively summoned a magic book full of skulls.

Lines of gray-black magic substance erupted from his cane and gathered on the surface of the magic book.

The Grimoire of the Dead glowed brightly, and the skulls on it opened their eyes and held it in their mouths.

"Is this the legendary magic book of the undead?" Rennes squinted at the magic book. The skulls on it were carved from pieces of magic stone tempered by the necromancers.

Each magic book contains a (prepared) extremely majestic aura of death. Once exploded, it is enough to destroy a small town several times.

But at this time, these skulls stayed quietly on the Grimoire of the Undead, allowing the Grimoire of the Undead to absorb the majestic aura of death around it, making the Grimoire even more dazzling.

"Tide of the Undead!" Aragorn roared, and then urged the magic book in his hand.

Suddenly, the Book of the Dead released a large amount of death aura, forming a dark vortex and rushing towards Rennes. The rich and suffocating death aura made people stiff and even breathing became difficult.

This attack was even more powerful than the previous frost dragon, and its tyrannical momentum was simply despairing.

Rennes frowned slightly. He was somewhat impressed by this type of attack. It was the top skill of the undead system - Tide of the Undead.

"Tide of the Undead?" Rennes raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled contemptuously..