Chapter 942

Anthony's words just fell, and the Mourning Undead saw a planting construct taking big strides, rushing over from the distant darkness with a *rumble*.

Planting construct?

If something else popped out, the Mourning Undead might not have been so surprised. Planting construct? This thing is not only not resistant to beating, but also not resistant to burning. It can't even burn for a night if thrown into a campfire.

Besides burning fire, it can only plant some things. Let yourself surrender to this thing?

The Mourning Undead wanted to laugh, but after looking closely, he became vigilant because the planting construct was not stepping on the ground, but walking on the air. However, the Mourning Undead couldn't see what the other party was "stepping" on.

Walking on the air, what is stepped on is definitely not air. The unicorn steps on lightning elements, the Lord of Mourning steps on soul energy, Anthony steps on divine power. The thing that you can go to heaven by stepping on your left foot with your right foot does not exist.

And Ang steps on dark elements. The Mourning Undead can't see dark elements, so he doesn't know what Ang is stepping on. But no matter what, this is not an ordinary planting construct. The Mourning Undead immediately condensed his form.

Anthony curled his lips: "You seem to prefer melee combat, right? Black Knight reincarnation, are you interested?"

"What kind of ghost thing? Black Knight? What is that..." Before the Mourning Undead finished speaking, he saw scales surging on Ang's body, turning into a Dragon God, rushing forward, and disappearing—

On the face condensed by the Mourning Undead, both eyeballs were about to pop out. The next moment, the Dragon God appeared in front of him.

The Mourning Undead's eyes lit up fiercely—Soul Shock.

For a proper undead creature, Soul Shock is very commonly used. Although it is difficult to have an effect, they will cast one before fighting to test the opponent's depth. Those who don't like to use Soul Shock are basically not proper undead.

Soul Shock hit Ang, and there was no reaction at all. Instead, the Mourning Undead felt like he had hit a giant tree. Hmm? Tree?

The situation did not allow him to think carefully, so he waved his hand into a blade and slashed at Ang.

Ang's claws waved over, *clang clang clang*, the Mourning Undead felt like he had been smashed several times by a huge log.

This is the disadvantage of not having Black Knight reincarnation. The form of the Mourning Undead is actually condensed from soul energy. Without matter to rely on, a head-on collision is equivalent to a soul hitting a wall.

Of course, if the wall is very brittle, it's fine to hit it, but Ang's wall is too hard.

However, hitting the wall is already the best treatment. Ang only waved three claws, and then the whole world slowed down.

The Mourning Undead felt that everything became slow, including Ang's movements. Ang's hands clenched into fists, and he smashed at him one punch after another.

He could see clearly, even the scale dirt on the fists could be seen, but he found that his movements were slower than Ang's.

He tried hard to dodge, but his form began to twist slowly. Ang had already thrown three punches, and he had moved less than a centimeter.

Three fists seemed to be frozen in front of him. He could see space being compressed, air being distorted, fist shadows being frozen, and three whirlpools being pulled out by the fists in front of him.

The Mourning Undead felt the destructive power contained in these three whirlpools with fear, trying desperately to dodge, while constantly condensing layers of armor in front of him.

However, his movements were incomparably slow. Clearly, the enemy's movements were already very slow, but his movements were even slower, as if time presented different flow rates on him and the opponent.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh...

Ang continued to throw punches, and one whirlpool after another condensed in front of the Mourning Undead, blocking all his dodging space.

Three fist shadow whirlpools, the Mourning Undead already felt it was difficult to parry. As the number of whirlpools rose to seven, his heart fell into despair.

Admittedly, he had already condensed several layers of armor in front of him, but it was absolutely impossible to withstand the destructive power of seven fist shadows erupting at the same time, just like his shield could only withstand bows and arrows, but was aimed at by a magic crystal cannon.

Eighth, ninth, tenth... but Ang's fist shadow whirlpools were still rising. When the tenth fist shadow appeared, the Mourning Undead, who was already in complete despair, suddenly remembered Anthony's words "surrendering quickly can save your life".

So this is what this sentence means? The Mourning Undead couldn't help but shout: "I surrender!"

Time slowed down, the only thing that didn't slow down was thinking. Everyone heard the Mourning Undead's voice. Anthony hurriedly shouted: "Quickly offer the soul oath."

The Mourning Undead hesitated unwillingly.

The eleventh fist shadow appeared, and the unwillingness in the Mourning Undead's heart instantly disappeared, and he quickly offered the soul oath.

Ang accepted the soul oath, and the Mourning Undead immediately felt a lightness on his body. He didn't react for a while and was still stunned in place, but heard Anthony's voice: "Run, do you still want to die staying there?"

The Mourning Undead hurriedly dodged, far away from the range covered by the fist shadows.

Almost the moment he left the range of the fist shadows, the frozen whirlpools erupted instantly. There was no sound or light effect, only a feeling that the air was distorted, but a mound behind the Mourning Undead disappeared.

With a *pfft*, just like sneezing, a whole hill disappeared, leaving only dust flying all over the sky.

The Mourning Undead and Roland and others looked at this scene, dumbfounded.

The scales on Ang's body receded, returning to the harmless planting construct appearance. In fact, Anthony said "surrendering quickly can save your life" has another meaning. Ang's Dragon God transformation can only last for a few seconds.

The Mourning Undead trembled: "You... who are you?"

Ang tilted his head, and Anthony hurriedly acted as a translator, introducing: "This is the Lord of Darkness and Abyss, the King of all ancient gods in the void, the master of knowledge, planting, harvest and beauty, equality and justice, war and peace, knowledge, commerce divine power, the reverser of void laws, the origin of time, Ang."

Everyone blinked, blinked, stunned. However, they understood the origin of time, and immediately associated it with the scene of time slowing down. Is this the power of the origin of time?

"What about you? What is your situation? Mourning Undead? I have never seen a Mourning-level undead. How did you upgrade?" Anthony asked.

The Mourning Undead sighed: "What Mourning Undead, I am just a Mourning undead soldier without a shell, forced to live in an undead form."

Anthony blinked. He hadn't been here long and didn't know much about Mourning undead soldiers.

Just at this moment, a brass figure flew over at high speed, shouting from afar: "Kua... Kua Ba Da, the soul of a Mourning undead soldier? Scared us, thought there was really a Mourning-level undead. It turns out to be a Mourning undead soldier. This is boring."

Negris landed and panted heavily. Although it could fly, it didn't run as fast as Ang. The fight was over before it arrived.

Hearing the Mourning Undead's words, Negris immediately understood what was going on. It turned out to be a Mourning undead soldier without a body.

A little disappointed, compared to the rare Mourning Undead, Mourning undead soldiers are not rare. The King just swallowed two.

Thinking of the manufacturing method of Mourning undead soldiers, Negris asked: "Was your body broken? Or did you never possess it?"

The Mourning Undead said: "I never possessed it. After becoming a Mourning soul, I quietly ran away and never possessed a body."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Anthony caught the key information sensitively: "After becoming a Mourning soul, you quietly ran away? What do you mean?"

Negris also reacted immediately and patted its waist: "You escaped from the place where Mourning undead soldiers are manufactured, right? Do you know where the place where Mourning undead soldiers are manufactured is?"