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Chapter 1054: Has this person just been promoted to Sequence 4?

Odysseus bit into nothingness, then looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

No, isn't this a warlock who just got promoted to Sequence 4?

Why are there so many skeleton servants?

In addition, if he was not mistaken, the skeleton servant in the front with a particularly outstanding aura was of the extraordinary level, right?

Normally, a Death Path Transcendent who had just been promoted to Sequence 4 could only summon a dozen Sequence 5 Skeleton Servants at a time.

A few with exceptional talents can summon more than twenty.

But what did he see now? More than a hundred bodies, not to mention that there were two that had reached the extraordinary level.

Skeleton Servant and Bone Guard are different. Bone Guard is maintained by magic. Once summoned, it requires continuous output of spiritual power in order to maintain it, but Skeleton Servant does not need this.

The skeleton servants really exist. We just need to summon them, and the subsequent power consumption will be borne by themselves.

This is similar to the blood servants under him who received his blood.

Therefore, he could tell at a glance that all of these were independent skeleton servants.

But isn't this too exaggerated? Is this really something a human can do?

This is not right, this is very not right. When did I fall into his illusion?

Does he think he can fool me with such an exaggerated illusion?

Odysseus sneered. He was indeed a little brat. When constructing illusions, he only considered making himself look powerful without considering the rationality.

Next, I will break this illusion with one strike and let this little brat see what real power is.

The world thinks that the warlocks of the flesh and blood path focus on the strength of flesh and blood, but ignore the protection of the soul.

Little did people know that he had started to enhance his spiritual strength decades ago, not to mention that he also had several seals to protect his soul.

With just this level of illusion, you think you can hurt him?

It's ridiculous!

Osides' eyes, which were wrapped around his body, glanced at his subordinates who were deceived by the illusion, opened his bloody mouth, and uttered a blasphemous word:

"Echoes of blood!"

As he finished speaking, mouths began to grow out of his body. The densely packed mouths opened at the same time and screamed indiscriminately in all directions.

The sound waves continued to echo in the house. When they touched the bloody figures or bloody tentacles, the sound waves would be bounced back, layer after layer, as if endless.

This was his attack against soul illusions. This attack required decades of practice. He didn't believe that the little brat opposite him could withstand it.

It would probably take less than a second for the illusion in front of him and the soul of that little brat to be torn apart by the echo of his own scream.

But unfortunately, Eros' soul strength was far greater than he had imagined.

Even though the scream did make his brain feel a little swollen and his vision blurry, it was far from being unbearable.

Eros pressed the scythe in his hand into the ground. A ray of deep darkness quickly spread along the ground under his feet, swallowing up everything around him.

In just a blink of an eye, the blood-red flesh wall made up of tentacles above the house was completely swallowed up by the black color, and the world before their eyes turned completely dark.

The magic of the path of death, the realm of death, has the function of transforming the place where one is located into a state suitable for fighting on one's own path.

It was obvious that Eros wanted to do more than just turn this place into his home ground. After the Realm of Death was successfully built, translucent souls suddenly floated out from the dark ground. After floating out of the ground, these resentful souls all screamed in the direction of Osideos.

Screams met with screams, and in an instant, the entire house was filled with eardrum-breaking shrieks, like someone playing the erhu, the devilish sound piercing the ears.

This was also an attack on the soul. In order to avoid being disturbed by the screams of these resentful souls, Eros immediately blocked his hearing and turned his body into resentful souls.

This was an evasive measure to prevent Odysseus from trying to manipulate the flesh and blood in his body.

I have to say that there is indeed a certain attribute restraint between the Path of Death and the Path of Flesh and Blood.

This is because a warlock of the Path of Death can either turn himself into a skeleton or a wraith, neither of which have flesh and blood.

The warlock of the Path of Flesh and Blood is best at manipulating his own flesh and blood, as well as manipulating the flesh and blood of his enemies.

"puff!"

The two men and one woman who were being entangled by the skeleton servants spat out blood at the same time.

The two equally sharp screams collided with each other, causing no harm to the casters on either side, but instead dealt a heavy blow to those who were assisting on the sidelines.

It's like "someone" ripped a nerve out of your brain, then used a saw to play an off-tune tune on that nerve for a day, making you feel like your head is about to explode.

In order to avoid his screams wiping out all his men, Odysseus immediately shut his mouth.

Without the two screams colliding with each other, the condition of the three extraordinary people was obviously much better.

Although the screams of the remaining resentful souls on the field still made their heads hurt a little, they no longer felt like they were about to explode.

As for those skeleton servants, they don’t even have souls and only have the fighting instinct left. Naturally, they are not affected by the screams of these resentful souls.

Odysseus closed his mouth and did not launch another attack. Instead, he stared at the skeleton servants and Eros with a serious look.

Although it was hard to believe, he had to admit that these skeleton servants before him were probably, just maybe, not illusions.

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