Vampires are very useful troops in the undead system. Among a group of undead creatures, they belong to highly mobile combat units.

Unfortunately, there is only one vampire at the moment. No matter how outstanding he is, he cannot be a match for Moro.

The vampire rushed up and fought with Moro in a blink of an eye.

At this time, only Jiang Run and the cemetery owner were left to confront each other.

The fire of light attached to the knife, and the divine aura dispelled the dead aura of the undead around him.

Every second, Jiang Run's magic is burning.

The flames illuminated his face, and the sacred breath made him particularly dazzling, especially this gloomy cemetery, where everything became his foil.

Dragging the knife, he approached the owner of the cemetery step by step.

"You are a man from heaven, why are you mingled with the demons of hell?"

The cemetery owner asked in confusion.

Jiang Run ignored his words and said directly:

"You have two choices now. The first is to declare your allegiance to me, and the second is to die immediately under my knife."

Hearing this, the owner of the cemetery suddenly let out a large string of sneers.

“Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi…”

"Little guy, you have successfully made a great god laugh."

"You heard it right, I am a god, and Clees is my name. Remember this name. I have remembered your offense to me. In the future, you will be unable to sleep because of this name."

"If it were before, you did have the chance to threaten the skeleton man, but I would be different."

"You are a mere low-level life, even if you master the power of heaven, you will not be able to cause effective harm to me."

The skeleton beeped a lot, and then the green fire jumped in his eyes, looking very confident.

Seeing this, Jiang Run didn't talk nonsense at all. He stabbed the skeleton man's chest with a fire of light.

The bones were broken and the fire knife was inserted into it.

Next, something weird happened.

At the location around the Fire Blade, a void space appeared, where there was a twist, and the dead energy of the undead circled together like a vortex.

This situation is obviously unexpected.

It really doesn't work!

The fire of light has more obvious damage to the undead creatures. The other party is just a undead mage, but it has no effect!

Jiang Run's eyes looked surprised.

Could it be that it really looks like this guy said?

Clais, is a god?

A god? Then make a low-level skeleton in the Ninth Mausoleum. It’s so bad no matter how you look at it.

Jiang Run didn't believe it and stabbed several times.

"Hey, you can continue."

"The further you go, the weaker you will be and the more painful you will be."

"Because you will realize that your attack has no effect on a god."

"Looking~!" This knife directly cut off the skeleton's head, but even if the heads were separated, the green fire in the skeleton's eyes was still bright.

Cres held up his head and put it on again.

"How is it? Do you still have to try it?"

The skull waved his hand and smiled:

"Your life level is too low to hurt me. I don't like the creatures in your heaven except the Archangel."

But Jiang Run didn't care at all and slashed the skeleton several times in a row.

He always felt that the guy in front of him was so timid. Since the card was so big, why didn’t he fight back and stand here and be chopped down?

"it's useless!"

"Don't do meaningless things anymore. You are not a top-level life. Without the power to control the origin, you can only destroy this dead bone that is not very useful to me, and you cannot hurt me at all."

"You have a choice, and that is to be my slave."

The skull's mouth was wide open and he showed a smug smile.

"A God is enough to make you proud!"

Jiang Run was shocked, and the skull just said that touched him inexplicably.

The power to control the origin?

Source energy magic, source power value?

Will it mean these?!

The Bright Fire Knife once again penetrated Cres's body.

"It's useless, you'll only be more desperate!"

Clais was still speaking in a contemptuous and arrogant tone last second, but the next second he was suddenly stunned.

The green flame in his eyes seemed to be blown by a strong wind and almost extinguished.

This is Jiang Run's first attempt to actively communicate the mysterious power in his body.

He let go of the source power value, and the mysterious power really responded. The purple glow was hidden in the fire of light and slashed along the fire knife on Cres!

"Ah~~!!"

The skeleton's body shook violently, and Cres raised his head and let out a miserable wail.

"How is that possible!"

"Why do you have such power if you are a low-level life?"

Jiang Run was excited inside, but cold on the surface:

"A great god, great Cres."

"You succeeded in letting me remember your name."

"Next, you will cut off your head, store it on my storage counter, and carefully label your name."

"The label is called - a wailing god Clayce who was killed by me."

As he spoke, a sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Run's mouth, "Take a good feel for what is real despair."

Jiang Run raised his knife and prepared to split the skeleton in half.

At this moment, Cres was completely panicked.

From that fire knife, he felt a fatal threat!

In other words, if you cut it off with this knife, he will be completely finished!

"stop!"

"Stop, don't kill me!"

"Don't be impulsive, I can give you a lot of things you want, and you can discuss everything!"

Cres saw the man holding a knife in front of him shaking his head, "I'm sorry, I don't want to talk to you."

"I've said that sentence, and I won't say it again."

Cres noticed that the man's eyes became sharp and the muscles on his shoulders were agitating.

This time, you will be cut out!

I really want to kill me!

A huge panic and fear climbed up to his heart. In desperation, Clees hurriedly shouted:

"Surrender, surrender!"

"Clayce offers loyalty, and you will be my master from now on!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Run raised the knife and did not put it down.

Clais naturally understood that he was a little decadent, but in order to survive, he still swore with a hint of depression:

"In the witness of the God of the World, the person in front of me is my Master of Cres. I will offer my loyalty and cannot betray it."

A prompt sound in my mind:

"Yongling, Clais accepts allegiance to you?"

"yes!"

Suddenly, a green light floated out of Cres's body and penetrated into Jiang Run's palm.
To be continued...