"Pity!"

In the distance, the blue light curtain covering the entire battlefield gradually blurred, and then completely disappeared.

Li Cha looked at Maoge's headless corpse and sighed.

The experience Maoge gave him was enough to raise him two levels, but the two levels did not improve his strength much, at most it only stabilized his strength in the realm of jealousy.

Compared with directly obtaining the allegiance of a senior Jealousy Realm powerhouse, this increase in strength is obviously not worthwhile.

Moreover, there is also a treasury that houses several artifact-level treasures.

The treasury that existed in the half-space, with the death of Maoge, was completely out of touch with Richard.

Without Mauger to guide the way, finding a tiny half-space in the endless void is probably many times more difficult than winning millions in the lottery.

If conditions permit, it's not that Li Cha doesn't want to take Maoge under his command.

But Mao Ge is really good at running. In order to keep the opponent, Li Cha had to use the shackles of war, and since Li Cha used the shackles of war, the two sides have actually been immortal.

Li Cha agreed that Maoge's surrender was just to save trouble.

After all, even if it is a seriously injured strongman in the Realm of Jealousy, if he breaks the boat and fights, he will more or less make Li Cha pay a price.

If he was more ruthless and specifically hunted down Li Cha's holy heroes on the battlefield, it would be enough to make Li Cha feel so depressed that he vomited blood.

When Maug, in order to survive, opened his soul to a master of soul manipulation like Sandro, the result was already doomed.

The soul-losing technique blocked all of Maoge's perceptions, and Li Cha easily took the opponent's head with a single sword.

The majesty who traversed the abyss and several planes died surprisingly uselessly.

"Maoge is dead, Heiyuan City is already in the bag, and the entire southern region will prostrate at the feet of the lord, what is the lord still regretting?"

"It's a pity that a strong man who could have been paid under his command is a pity that a treasure house is lost."

Li Cha explained it with regret, but Sandro had a smile on his face.

"I don't dare to promise the strong one, but I am sure to help you find the treasure house."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"It's rare to get a complete soul and corpse this time. If you spend a little time refining it, maybe you can save a little memory of its life and display 60 to 70% of its combat power, no problem."

Li Cha glanced at Maoge's head that flew out tens of meters.

Is this also a complete corpse?

Perhaps in the eyes of Sandro, as long as it is not the kind of death that is touched by a dump truck, it is complete.

The last strongman Sandro was so interested in was the old orc.

It's a pity that the guy's body itself is not original, relying on the shaman technique to forcibly overdraw the strength of the realm of the realm supported by life.

Fighting with Li Cha to the point of exhaustion, the soul was also severely damaged.

No matter how superb Sandro's methods are, he only produced an ordinary holy-rank undead warrior.

On this abyssal battlefield, it can only be used as a stronger elite unit.

But Maoge is different, the body that has been tempered and tempered is the original, only the head has been severed.

Even Li Cha used deceitful means to earn his soul. If he performed better, he might be able to refine an undead warrior in the realm of jealousy.

Strong enough to fight against some ordinary gods' undead.

When he spoke, Sandro's tone already trembled obviously. This gloomy guy of the undead rarely showed a little impatient emotion.

"Okay, then I will leave it to you."

"Yes, my lord!"

Sandro raised his hand, and Maoge's headless corpse stood up again, and turned around in a daze, as if looking for something.

It wasn't until Sandro chanted another spell that Maug's headless corpse found its way and walked towards its own head.

Then he held his head up with both hands, and pressed it squarely on the severed neck.

The uncorrupted flesh and blood glowed with vitality like a flash of light, growing rapidly at the sutures of the head and neck, and then connected together.

Except for the slightly different flesh color at the neck, it is almost the same as before.

Then, with an indifferent expression, he walked in front of Li Chadui, half kneeling on the ground.

"Is this done?"

"Of course not. It's just preliminary work. It hasn't been completed yet. It's just a puppet without a soul."

"Only when the soul is infused can he display his greatest strength."

"However, if you want to completely control the undead warriors in this realm, the undead army may not be able to maintain this number."

"It's okay, let's focus on this matter, let Aisha lead the undead army as much as possible."

After this battle, the entire southern region of the abyss will become his supply of cannon fodder.

Instead, the sea of ​​skeletons has become tasteless, and only the high-end combat power of the terrifying knights and bone dragons can be retained.

An undead warrior in the realm of jealousy is more useful than the entire army of undead combined.

"Yes, my lord!"