Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Chapter 334: Chapter 50: Endgame

The chain saw sword cleaved down, slicing the undead wizard’s skull and entire skeleton frame cleanly in two halves.

Two wisps of ghostly blue soul fire flew out from the skeleton body, instantly transforming into a tiny figure of flames.

Among all wizards, undead wizards require the least from their bodies. This unique form of soul, the soul fire, allows undead wizards to detach from their corporeal form and still cast spells normally.

Bang!

Makar’s left arm wielding the large shield tilted slightly, blocking a streak of dark light, while his right hand shook gently, the black wizard robe on the chain saw sword was completely shredded by the serrated edge.

Beneath his feet, Kava used the blade of the chain saw sword to shatter the skeletal flying dragon of the undead wizard little by little.

For undead creatures, swords, these sharp weapons, are not most effective, while blunt weapons like hammers are the best to deal with skeletal frames.

The undead wizard looked at Makar.

“Smart-control magic statue? No!”

Recalling Jolod’s words from earlier, the undead wizard’s soul fire surged abruptly, and his undead vision became even clearer.

In the undead beings’ vision, the world only consists of three colors: black, white, and red, where red represents life.

And now he saw a striking red within this magic statue.

“It’s a third-level alien slave!”

A memory flashed across the undead wizard’s mind of Lai Kete being the butt of their jokes thirty years ago. Although Lai Kete said nothing, they all guessed that Lai Kete had been duped by someone using a third-level alien slave.

But wasn’t the kid who had control of the slave cursed…

Hum—

Makar’s figure suddenly appeared before him, the roaring chain saw sword struck like thunder, heavily chopping onto the magic shield.

Watching the magic barrier wobble dangerously, although the undead wizard’s heart fluttered with panic, he was still prepared to counter with spells.

In an instant, filthy green flames shot out of the tiny figure of flames, instantly coating Makar’s entire body.

“Three thousand five hundred energy level of contamination flames, let’s see how many seconds your armor can last…”

Crack!