I spent so much time and effort on the wasteland and finally created such a foundation.
You Beelzebub, you just say it and take it away as you say. You don’t take me seriously at all!
People die for money and birds die for food. Since you don’t want peace, then fight to the death and see who has a tougher life!
Li Ziyu was breathing heavily, with a look of ruthlessness and madness in his eyes.
"Undead..."
"Come out and talk!"
A hoarse voice like a subwoofer rang out in the space. It was a strange language, as if a person was speaking with their tongue rolled up. It sounded very awkward, as if it was distorted by a demon.
Although she had never heard of this language, Li Ziyu could clearly understand what Beelzebub wanted to express.
Li Ziyu thought about it, then disappeared from the room and appeared on the roof of the castle, standing next to Damenlevsky.
"What courage! Don't worry, if that guy comes out later, I will protect you!" Damenlevsky turned his head to look at Li Ziyu, nodded vigorously and said.
Li Ziyu was in no mood to respond to him. He looked at the eyeball in the space crack from afar.
"Human... ? Ask your master to come out and talk to me." Beelzebub said to Li Ziyu.
"I have no master. I am the Lord of the Undead." Li Ziyu took a deep breath and said calmly and calmly.
"You? Hahahaha...it's a joke!"
Beelzebub first laughed wildly, then screamed crazily. A dark green light suddenly flashed in his big eyeballs, and terrifying pressure poured out again.
Under the pressure, the skeleton undead near the space crack had their bones creaking and shattered into pieces with a loud noise. The fire of their souls floated out like a rootless duckweed, becoming weaker and weaker, and finally turned into stars and dissipated.
Beelzebub didn't even come out of the space crack, but his pressure alone caused thousands of skeleton undead to dissipate. Moreover, this was the pressure after being weakened by layers of void. One can imagine what it would feel like to face Beelzebub directly.
The moment the dark green light flashed, Li Ziyu suddenly felt dizzy and his whole body swayed. A deafening voice rang out in his mind, "Submit to me! Submit to me! Lowly human, crawl before me, you will sing for me, you will sacrifice your flesh and blood and soul!"
Li Ziyu's soul was trembling, showing signs of breaking.
At this moment, a tremendous force surged out from deep within his body and entered his soul, constantly repairing the damage to his soul and making it stronger, making it harmless to the voice.
Damenlevsky noticed something strange and turned to look at Li Ziyu. He saw that his eyes were empty and unfocused, his pupils were trembling and shrinking like needle tips, sweat was oozing from his forehead, and cold sweat was sliding down his face.
Just when he was about to ask Li Ziyu what was wrong, Li Ziyu's pupils suddenly recovered, his eyes became unusually bright, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his fists were clenched, as if he was fighting against something, or wanted to say something.
After holding it in for a long time, Li Ziyu suddenly opened his mouth and roared angrily, "Get out! Get out of my mind!"
boom!
The Undead Castle shook violently, and an invisible shock wave spread out and spread in all directions.
Beelzebub's pressure was completely wiped out by the shock wave.
"How can a mere human stop it?" Beelzebub's voice was filled with surprise.
"I am the Lord of the Undead! You are just a demon lord, how dare you use such despicable means against me and want me to become your slave? Beelzebub, come on, let's fight! Let's see whether you destroy me or I kill you!" Li Ziyu glared, raised his finger and pointed at the eyes in the crack in space, and said loudly.
The Undead Castle spread his words across the entire battlefield in the form of soul fluctuations.
Feeling the wrath of their master, the undead, who had experienced the pressure of the demon lord and whose soul fire had dimmed, stood up one after another as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They clenched their weapons and looked up at the space crack. Their soul fire began to burn violently, as if gasoline was poured into the flame.
"Human, you are too arrogant!" Li Ziyu's words aroused Beelzebub's anger, and even more terrifying pressure came from the other side of the space crack.
The previous pressure was released by Beelzebub unintentionally, but this time, he released it on his own initiative, and the power of the pressure was even stronger than before.
But this time, the undead were not suppressed as before.
Every undead opened its mouth and let out an invisible roar.
One, two... tens of millions, hundreds of millions...
The energy gathered together, forming a soul roar like a storm, rushing straight into the space crack, instantly shattering Beelzebub's pressure.
The devil dare not resist, but we do!
We are the undead!
We have nothing to fear!
Death, that is our destination!
Anyone who dares to attack our master will be crushed!
Feeling the pressure shattered by the impact of his soul, Beelzebub narrowed his eyes.
"You are actually the Lord of the Dead..." Until this moment, Beelzebub still found it hard to believe.
Why would a human become the Lord of the Undead?
If he was not the Lord of the Undead, then why were the undead angry because of him, gathered because of him, and released soul roars that could even offset his pressure because of him?
Li Ziyu stood on the top of the castle, his back straight and a determined look on his face. He couldn't retreat in this battle!
"Lord of the Undead..."
"You undead, and us demons, are supposed to complement each other."
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