Lucifer, the six-winged angel of Xiahe, knew what his Lord was thinking, and said, "My Lord, the place where I was born needs to be transformed before I can create an angel. Now you can only summon me one."

Xia He knew that this was an incredible change in magic, so he said, "Then how long can you exist in this world?"

"I can stay in this world before I die. If I go back, as long as the will of my Lord comes, I can return again."

Xia He was surprised. Wouldn't he have a powerful thug? This is much more powerful than the original magic.

But the world over there has a poor ability to withstand it.

"You have also killed the evil creature I summoned?"

“Yes, we can’t coexist.”

Xia He thought in his mind that his magic was to use chaotic matter in a chaotic interlayer to create creatures. In essence, it was to extract the energy in this interlayer and create the void.

However, the positioning of the space mezzanine is itself part of this summoning magic. The summoning of evil creatures and the summoning of sacred creatures are both one and the other, both from this space.

Now we can only find another space and reposition the magic core, otherwise Xia He will not be able to summon other creatures. Even if he can, it will be very hard, and it will be difficult to summon epic creatures.

However, only Freya can do this in the data calculation of the space mezzanine, but Xia He himself cannot.

Even if his soul is stronger than Freya, he is not suitable for this kind of work. Freya is a god, and some things are born with abilities, such as computing. If God does not have this kind of computing power and the ability to analyze countless data at the same time, facing the prayers of believers will make them completely crazy.

Xia He had ready-made materials, soul fragments and soul fire. In addition, the five elements materials, four element materials, etc. Lucifer needed to establish material order, but the level of the materials was not high.

Xia He stuffed a lot of materials to Lucifer, and the spoils he received from leaving the city this time were basically exhausted.

There were also a lot of supplies on the rest, but considering that Lucifer could evolve into a twelve-winged angel and lead the angel legion, this investment was nothing.

God-creating angels also took it slowly. After the space mezzanine is stabilized, drag it away one and a half planes, and the space mezzanine will change its attributes and form the prototype of a small world.

Xia He is the creator of this small world, not God, this is a strange test site.

Xia He himself did not expect that he would have done so many things with one experiment.

Lucifer suddenly spoke and said, "Can I go and kill the undead?"

Xia He showed a puzzled expression, Lucifer said: "Those undead can be purified by my sacred power. Many of your materials are also purified substances. In fact, there is no need to be so troublesome, just let me do it myself. No matter how many materials there are, if you want to create a legion, it will take decades to go to war with other gods, which will require tens of thousands of years of accumulation."

"I'll go with you." Xia He wanted to take out the Divine Fire Flying Crow Talisman.

"My Lord, you are here to rest. After I go, I will return to the mezzanine of space and cannot be summoned for the time being."

"How long will you be silent?"

"It's only a few months. After I recover, my Lord can create two more four-winged angels and summon them at any time."

"Are you not going to respond to the summons again?"

"If my Lord is in danger, I will come automatically, otherwise I will be wiped out."

"Then you go." Xia He was very interested in the autonomy of the six-winged angel Lucifer, so he did not stop his behavior. If he died, it would affect the causal relationship of Lucifer, which was absolutely true.

Even if Lucifer does not disappear because of his own death, he will lose his most basic origin and then fall into depravity. That is definitely not what Lucifer wants.

If one day he used the Six Divine Embers to cut off his relationship with Lucifer, he would be very angry, sad and desperate, right?

The fate of the angel is to fight for the Creator.

Of course, Xia He was not that disgusting. He played with an angel. He had to go with the flow when doing research, otherwise he would become a crazy Taoist priest.

Lucifer walked out of the tent, his six wings flashed, and he was already flying high in the sky and rushed towards the distance.

The angel's flight speed was almost as fast as the sword cultivator's sword escape.

Xia He saw the angel flying away, turned around and went to the warehouse prepared by Snowes. These were the undead corpses and equipment brought back from outside the city, and were piled up in a huge space.

I brought these back because I was afraid that I would be exploited by the powerful undead, so I took them back and destroyed.

Xia He needs these things. His Taoist Fire Furnace is much stronger than the magic Furnace, and can extract essence from these substances.

The particularity of the undead forced the fortress to clean up a lot. The magician could have slowly refined and reused these things, but the efficiency was much worse than Xia He and the cost-effectiveness was not high. So Snowes generously gave these things to Xia He.

As long as Xia He can purify the undead, he can do whatever he loves.

After Xia He did the cleaning work, he returned to his station the next day. He took a short rest for two hours and received the order to go out to clean up the corpses of the undead.

What is still repeated is the last action, but this time, Xia He's twenty combat mages used the elemental light throughout the whole process to assist the warriors in fighting. Xia He watched coldly. These twenty combat mages could do the orders and perfectly execute their own commands.

During the whole process, the number of injured soldiers dropped sharply from more than 400 to more than 80.

However, after Xia He and Medierli's badges were filled, Xia He's flying eyes saw a real undead army in the distance. All the soldiers were black warriors up level ten, and there were also many at level twenty.

This army is surrounded by a skeleton wearing a crown. This skeleton is pure gold and has a height of about two meters. The flying eyes are low-level magic, and everything is somewhat deformed when observing. This is the price of observing too far away.

The skeleton was wearing dark golden armor all over his body, and Xia He didn't recognize the patterns on it.

The mount under the skeleton's crotch is also a pure golden skeleton war horse.

"We go back and remind the people behind not to come out. The undead appears in the commander, a cavalry team of black warriors, which will be very fast and difficult to get rid of."

Xia He said, urging his subordinates to return to the magic bastion as soon as possible.

After Xia He was cut off this time, the soldiers were allowed to advance. The No. 1 mage accompanied him, and the No. 2 mage was the first to enter the magic bastion and blocked another cavalry team of more than 800 people who were about to come out.

The leader of the team was also a magician in the epic realm. He said to the second mage: "Where is the fifth magic bastion in the north, the bodies are piled up for hundreds of meters. If you pile them up, the city walls will not be able to defend it. If you climb slowly, it will be easy to fight. If you really rush up directly, our losses will get bigger and bigger."

"You can't do anything about this, go and talk to His Highness the Prince." The second mage was also very tough.

The magician had no choice but to block the exit of the bastion. The blood mage was the last one, and the gates of the bastion were blocked, so he had not come in yet.

Xia He released a divine fire flying crow, jumped up, and flew towards the north of the fortress.

Turning north, he saw that a section of the city wall had not been cleaned. The corpses below had accumulated over a hundred meters, but the higher they were piled up, the more corpses they needed. The main reason was that there were too many corpses below. If a powerful magic scroll was used and the group corpse explosion technique was used, the damage to the city wall would be heavy and would not be recovered for a while.

Xia He threw down a flame-burning star, then took over a broken fire hell, then flew to the fortress city, then put down the Divine Fire Crow and burned the corpse.

The mage in the city knew Xia He and said in panic: "Earl, your setting fire like this will cause considerable harm to the city wall."

Xia He threw a huge flaming tornado under the city and said, "You can blow the corpses away with magic. I moved my hands and feet. The stairs built by corpses like them have been loosened."

These undead attacked the city walls and were knocked down, and they were all very orderly, and the corpses were stacked quite stable. Otherwise, Snowes would not have sent people out of the city to clean up, and just used long-range magic to destroy them on the top of the city.

The matter was reported immediately and went to Snowes. The prince was a little angry. No one below could handle this matter, so he had to decide?

He had no choice but to give orders to let two thousand snowmen go out of the city to test.

The snowmen were all infantrymen, and they did not prepare mounts for them, and they even did not intend to let them come back alive. The snowmen were powerful, and they all took potions to stimulate life. They were wearing heavy armor and holding iron sticks, swarming out of the magic bastion. Balls of fire fell, making a way in front of the snowmen, and there were huge magic stone bombs that flew out of the trencher, making a thunderous sound.

The round stone bullet is hollow, but it is not small in size and is extremely heavy. It rolls wildly on the ground, breaking countless bones all the way.

Xia He stood at the top of the city, looked down, and said in his heart: "It's really primitive. If the world evolved to the level of the Gods, and technology and Taoism coexisted, this kind of undead would not have become a disaster at all. The powerful technological power can create small Guixu and devour everything."

The snow people screamed, they were slave soldiers, and the meaning of existence was to consume the enemy.

When you go back alive, you will have good wine and meat. You will have a period of time without having to go to the battlefield and have the right to mate. The enemy is the undead, and you will never surrender. So the snow people rushed forward frantically and ran around the fortress. Their iron rods are heavy, and when they hit the bones, they will make a dull sound, which is the sound of the bone structure being shattered.

Two thousand snowmen rushed out thousands of meters, but no death occurred.

Xia He held up an alchemy telescope and looked into the distance. The huge team of black warriors and cavalrymen, the golden skeleton in the center, raised his hand and waved forward.
Chapter completed!