Chapter 89: Super Sound System: Demonic Death Song!

In the lifeless sky.

There is a holy land with shining sunlight, bright moon and countless stars, surrounding Mu Ningwei's lonely figure, blocking the overwhelming army of undead, holding up the last hope for the living behind him.

Suddenly.

Clear ripples were rippling in the void, with an added layer of gray coldness, just like the cold wind blowing through a cemetery, carrying sand and dust, obscuring Mu Ningwei's figure.

"Death Song Demonic Sound - Extinction Sing!"

Mu Ningwei raised his arms high, stepped back a few steps in the air, and behind him, translucent musical notes in the shape of ribbons fluttered, flying into the air in front, like playful fish lightly colliding with each other, emitting a clanging sound, which connected into a high-pitched melody.

Play for death, sing praises to death! The mournful swan song of the howling wind in the mass grave, accompanied by ripples and night wind, blew over the army of undead ahead.

Crack——

That was the sound of bones breaking.

Because just now, in just two seconds.

"It's complicated. Is it enough to just kill this human?"

Even if a terrifying super-level magic like a tsunami comes to kill them, they have no fear at all since they have no form and cannot penetrate through it!

The undead fell one by one.

"That time, you guys admitted defeat."

All the small generals died, and it was the turn of the top generals.

The Red Skull Lord angrily watched the undead it protected falling one after another, and burst into a strong murderous intent: if there was no one present, it would come out in full force and bring out the entire fog ghost race for training.

"Let all the generals evacuate the sound wave range!"

It just happened out of nowhere?

Under the ground, the soul fire of the undead warriors transported by the flesh mound corpse ministers was instantly extinguished! The mist ghost commander had no confidence in that trick, and led the race to retreat to the west, intending to contain the weak in the west wall.

The White Corpse King felt a little terrified.

In just 10 seconds, more than half of its fog ghosts died! Death was like a virus, taking away the souls of the dead at a terrifying speed!

But they didn't expect that just after the battle, they were killed strangely and all the elite soldiers were wiped out.

The commander of the Mist Ghost shook his head and gave the order: Its direct descendants are still dying. After just a few seconds, the middle-level generals have not died out yet, so the death of the small generals has come to an end!

The Mist Ghost Commander had an unpleasant expression on his face. "Who knows how long that weird sound magic will last? What should we do with the undead in front of us?"

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Commander Fog Ghost's face turned green.

The dead kings looked bright and clear.

In the blink of an eye, an area of ​​tens of thousands of meters was swept by the sound waves and rushed towards farther places.

The essence of sound magic is space vibration, and creating a vacuum environment is fundamentally effective.

It is a corpse, its flesh is weak, and its magic is refined. It has no way to deal with that kind of strange attack.

"Are you waiting for that human to release sound magic to cover the entire city wall, and then all your troops will be killed or retreat?"

But in reality, their vanguard troops did not carry any slaves at all, and the strongest ones were all generals.

The price of being able to crack the strange sound magic is that the core forces of the vanguard are almost completely wiped out, leaving only low-level troops at the commander level!

"What kind of magic is that!?"

The evil sound of the death song accumulated in the body of the undead warrior to a level that was enough to destroy his body and soul.

The Shayuan has existed for thousands of years, and the commander of the Mist Ghost only has one direct descendant race under his command.

When the Agate Corpse King saw that the Mist Ghost Commander's full defense was ineffective, he looked at the dead generals being transported to death in the belly of the Meat Mound Corpse Minister in front of him and fell silent.

The fog ghost commander was furious, and the white fog filled with soul power spread out, giving the space a gloomy attribute and turning one side of the sky into a ghost domain. He defended with all his might against the strange sound magic.

Although the attack range is extremely large, it can only kill slave-level undead instantly and cause damage to general-level undead.

Even the commanders were panicked.

These are tens of thousands of generals and tens of thousands of servants.

Death is spreading rapidly, and with strength as the baseline, it is visibly climbing downwards.

They came in a menacing manner, intending to raze the ancient capital to the ground after daybreak.

The White Corpse King laughed, "The naive elders of the previous life actually missed the opportunity to weaken the mountain corpses after you arrived for these rubbish."

Before all the undead warriors died, it would be their turn, right? Although it was a continuous sonic injury, as long as they ordered all the warriors to evacuate in time, at least tens of thousands of warriors would suffer the same degree of trauma.

"White Corpse King, Agate Corpse King, go!"

"what happened?"

"Bad, I'll leave it to them."

The highest sub-war will be completely destroyed, and the next highest war will be collectively destroyed.

The soul fire of the Fog Ghost Commander was shaking, and he said in a deep voice with a sullen breath: The White Corpse King suddenly raised his head and stared at Mu Ningwei in the sky.

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The Red Skull Lord slapped it and sent it flying.

Sound waves have extremely strong penetrating and impact power. Wherever they pass, they delicately shatter the flesh and bones of the undead, like countless steel needles piercing back and forth frantically, dragging the dead into the arms of the Iron Maiden torture device, leaving endless scars.

"Let them go slowly."

"Are you trying to relieve the pressure on the mages in the next life?"

In the sky, ghosts and undead flying generals are falling like a storm.

The twins of Red Skull Demon Lord and Ghost Demon Lord, gazed at Qiao Qianmei from the afterlife. Red Skull Demon Lord condensed the dead energy to form a barrier to defend against the flying dead in the sky.

The commander level is completely immune to damage.

Among the group of middle-level generals, there will also be regular deaths in small batches in the next life!

The sound waves were like the scythe of the god of death reaping souls, extinguishing the soul fire of General Xia Wan Ya!

But very slowly, it stopped flying, and its face became extremely bright.

What kind of magic is that? The magic sound of the Death Song was weakened by the white mist, and a slight wind and waves were created.

“That’s terrible!”

Let alone razing the ancient capital, it would be a problem whether the remaining troops could contain the ancient capital's mages! The fog ghosts disobeyed the order and merged into the white fog to maintain their form.

The brave and fearful Undead army was in a state of panic. As their king had not given them any orders, they trembled and waited for death to come.

The Agate Corpse Lord and the Ghost Lord responded to the order.

Magic that kills weakly...

The high-pitched demonic sound filled his ears, and a hint of doubt flashed across the eyes of the Mist Ghost Commander.

"Defense! Cute sound magic!"

Before the sound waves pass through the death barrier, they are not yet detectable, but they can still cause a small number of undead warriors to die.

Ten thousand war general-level undead also perished! You know, out of a hundred undead, there will definitely be a ghost.

As soon as he finished speaking, the White Corpse King suddenly realized that something was right.

Moreover, those dead kings of theirs also had magic that was unable to control the air!

The undead leader who died in recent years suggested pumping out the air to create a vacuum environment to isolate sound waves.

"bad!"

The Red Skull Demon Lord's eyes were cold and hot, and murderous intent emerged. Mu Ningwei:

The death barrier successfully weakened the sound waves, but the trouble with that kind of sound magic that sacrificed its lethality was its terrifying penetrating effect.

(End of this chapter)