Strange runes soon enveloped Ferrola's area, and the purest evil energy began to pour out wildly.

Many necromancers and immortals in the hall were instantly swallowed by a stream of black energy, and they disappeared without a trace before they even had time to make a scream.

The most primitive killing intent reverberated in the hall, making all the undead feel as if they were in a frenzied soul storm, and their existence would be crushed by the violent force at any moment.

"I have long said that our world needs more people who can think for themselves, these people are our future, but your greed will cost us our future. Ferrora's bewildering purple eyes looked around the hall, "We who have lost our future can only return to the endless void, and I... I don't want my soul to wander in that endless darkness again. ”

"I'm sure you shouldn't want to try again for the loneliness, pain, and despair in your memory, right?"

The crystal clear skin on Ferrola's face began to ooze a strange red, her fiery hair turned as black as ink, and her body suddenly became ethereal like a ghost, and let out a scream that made all souls tremble.

As if in an instant, Ferrora's body and the entire space were integrated, the hall was as bright as day, the hall became extremely dark, the mysterious and strange blood-colored mist filled the entire space, and the scream that shook the soul seemed to have substance, making all the necromancers and undead generals' bodies tremble violently, and the fear from the depths of their souls made them prostrate on the ground, revealing their most humble side to their queen.

"Click!

The crisp sound of the ice shattering echoed through this strange space, and the bodies of some necromancers and undead generals broke like rubble, and the shattered bodies were disintegrated and devoured by the evil energy in the surrounding space.

At the moment when everyone couldn't bear to be swallowed up by this strange environment, the hall suddenly became extremely bright again, and the white light of the magic lamp stimulated everyone's eyes again. Ferrora also changed back to her normal human form, stretched out her white little hand to pick up Braderidley who was paralyzed on the ground, and stroked the other party's face that was constantly distorted by fear.

When Bradidley recovered, Ferrora looked at the other undead in the hall and said, "I repeat, higher souls are not allowed to devour lower souls in any way, this must be remembered!"

Necromancers and undead generals didn't show the same noisy loyalty to their queen as the human nobles, and the horrified expressions on their faces revealed everything.

Ferrora returned to his Iron Throne and reclined, casually glanced at the terrified number of High Immortals at the foot of the steps, and said, "I have something to ask you today. ”

The fear from the depths of their souls made them nod their heads subconsciously, ready to listen to the queen's inquiry.

"When I was asleep, my mind wandered through the sky and I found that the soul fluctuations of the living world became very active some time ago, is there something going on?" Ferrora asked, staring at Zuckerbury.

"Over the past month, the Living World has been frantically destroying the sacrificial installations we have set up in various cities, so the news is not very accurate. Zuckerbury replied cautiously, "After the Kingdom of Krulia defeated our people in its own country, it gathered a heavy army and marched towards the Eluk Territory. At the same time, the Duchy of Twak, under the name of the 'Union of Trade Circles', gathered nearly twenty armies and launched a powerful attack on our people in the northern hills of the highland steppe. ”

"I've long said that you're going to find a way to improve our way of sacrificing, why do you have to make it so high-profile every time?" Ferrola focused on Zuckerbury's first half of the sentence, she looked at the room full of necromancers, "This matter is very simple for the knowledge you have inherited. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Zuckerbury immediately replied, "I will organize the people to find a more convenient means of communication." ”

"Well... Also, you just said that our testing ground in the highland steppe is being besieged?" Ferrola flashed as she spoke, grabbing a cloud of evil energy in the void with both hands, and the purple eyes carefully studied the evil energy in her hand for a while and said, "But I haven't received any news about this in the Void World. ”

"Muvet-Phil has long rejected us, and the people of the highlands have long forgotten their allegiance to Your Majesty because of infighting, and they are even delusional in their desire to establish a new realm of the dead with their own power. Zuckerbury explained, "Your Majesty, I think you should cut off their control over the evil powers... Of course, this is just my personal advice. ”

"I don't care what they think. Ferrora chuckled under her breath, "I only care about the highland steppes, and while I could theoretically make all the people I want, it's too boring... We have an almost endless lifespan, and I don't want my soul to spend the rest of my soul in that boring environment. ”

"Your will, Your Majesty!" said Zuckerbury.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Ferrora looked at Zuckerbury, "You've done well in my slumber for a month. At least, I'm happy with the number of souls active in the city right now. ”

When Zuckerbury's soul was excited, Ferrora immediately changed her words and said, "But you should not allow your minions to devour the souls of wisdom." ”

The Queen's words made Zuckerbury's soul tremble again before he had time to rejoice, and he instinctively wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only keep his head down and remain humble.

"I told you don't have to be nervous. Ferrora leaned against the armrest of the Iron Throne.

But what Ferrora didn't know was that her words made everyone in the hall even more nervous, and when everyone was about to listen to the queen's teachings, Ferrora on the throne suddenly closed her eyes.

It was as if she had fallen into a deep sleep in an instant!

Numerous necromancers and undead generals did not dare to disturb their queen at this time, and they stood like statues until more than two hours later... Their queen opened her eyes again.

"I've just contacted the people of the Elok Territory and the Highlands Steppes, and it seems that the Muvet-Phil of the Elok Territory has used a very strange method to block my exploration. He has a very special memory sealing spell that makes his minions special. Ferrora stared at the ceiling of the hall and said as if to herself, "I want to get the method of constructing this spell." ”

"Directly deprive him of his soul and take away his memory. ”

The cold voice that voiced his opinion before Zuckerbury could speak, it was Brozado, a necromancer specializing in soul spells, who wrapped himself tightly around his face with black rings outlined with runes.

"Your Majesty has just said that Muvet has shielded us in a very special way. In other words, we can't directly use any amnestic deprivation spells at such a distance. General Sabonno couldn't help but refute it as soon as Brozado spoke.

"I have sent some minions to Muvet-Felle's territory to investigate, but they will lose contact with me within three days of arriving in Iruk. Zuckerbury ignored the argument between the two, and when he saw that his master was interested in Muvet-Fyler, he hurriedly reported: "Still, I found out about him." ”

"Muvet-Phil has deceived his opponents, and he has deceived us! In fact, he has been very weak in the last two months, as he has spent half of his resources building the 'Death Fortress', and in the process of building it, he has used 'blood magic' almost without limit. Zuckerbury flicked his wrist as he spoke, and a meter-tall photo of demonic hair appeared out of thin air and floated on his flank, "Now, his 'Death Fortress' has taken shape, and if he can fully use this fortress and withstand the legacy of an evil god, while successfully resisting the onslaught of countless souls who have gone crazy because of this fortress, he will be automatically promoted to the new Undead Monarch." ”

"The living people of Elok are stupid enough to be deceived by Muvet for two whole months. ”

Enshi Ella shook his head and said, "Muvet just took advantage of the internal struggle in the Principality of Suluk, and he calculated everyone to enter, including Pedi Reagan of the Kingdom of Kruria and the city-states of the Suk Plains, as well as the self-righteous elves and the self-proclaimed 'wise' councillors of the Mage Tower. ”

"Your focus is a little bit off. Brozado tapped the small wand in his hand against a portion of the rune bandage protruding from his waist and said, "Muvet is about to be promoted to the Undead Monarch, and that's the most important thing for us. ”

"Of course, we've been looking at that. ”

"The problem is that we can't do anything about it!"

"Do you need to attack while Muvet is passing on his memories?" Bradidley turned to look at his beloved wife, "The circle we built to lead to the Eluk Territory can still be used, and with your power you should be able to easily destroy this 'Death Fortress'." ”

"I'm getting more and more interested in this people. Ferrora stood up and walked over to Bradidley and leaned against his cold breastplate, whispering, "I knew that humans were the best medium for necromancers. As she spoke, she looked up at the crowd, "I am glad that one of us will have a monarch among us." ！”

"Your Majesty!" Zuckerbury's soul instinct was full of rebellion against Muvet's becoming the Undead Monarch, "We only have one monarch, and that is you!"

"Oh?" Ferrora would not have doubted Zuckerbury's words, because the other party's soul was constructed by him.

"Your Majesty, we don't need to be so wary of Muvet. Enhi-Ella's current position was very high in the ranks of the undead generals, and he habitually walked to the center of the hall, ignoring the eyes of everyone in the hall and said: "With Muvet's current situation, there is no threat to His Majesty's rule at all, because outside his 'Death Castle', there are hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in the living world. ”

"Even if Muvet is lucky enough to win the war, he will be greeted by more enemies. Enshi Allan looked left and right, looked at Zuckerbury and said, "We can even reveal Muvet's current information to the living people gathered in Iruk City!"

"A really great note. Zuckerberg commented in a very light tone, but he was only evaluating, and did not express his opinion.

"You have a very unique way of thinking. Ferrora looked at Enshi Ella carefully, "I like your way of thinking!" she looked around and said, "Enshi Ella can call himself 'Duke' in the world of the dead in the future, this is a reward for your superior wisdom." ”

"I am honored that you are a gift, Your Majesty. Enhi-Ella's mind became very active at this moment.

"Ding" Ferrola's slender fingers flicked lightly against Bradidley's armor, making a pleasant sound that drew everyone's jealous gaze towards Enshi Ella.

"But, you—" she pointed to Enshi Ella, "and you—" she pointed to the others in the hall, "you seem to have mistaken something." As she spoke, she stood in the most prominent position on the throne and looked down like a god at the creatures below, "I am not your sovereign!"

As Ferrola spoke, under the incredible eyes of many necromancers and undead generals, Ferrola's body suddenly turned into an illusion of gray, black, and red mist.

But this time, Ferrola's vision didn't have the fierce killing intent and destructive frenzied power that she had at the beginning, and she gave all the immortals in the hall a sense of majesty and gentleness, as if they were themselves in their own soul memories.

"If you have to define a title for me. Ferrola was no longer visible in the hall, but her voice was echoing, an ethereal one, "You can call me the 'Order of Chaos', which is what you call the 'evil god'... Still, I like it when you call me 'Her Majesty'!"

Ferrola's words sent a shudder through everyone's souls, and their fleeting suspicions were shattered by the familiar sensations that struck them in the depths of their memories. They all lowered their eyelids as Ferrola's voice echoed, not daring to look directly into the indescribable gray and black mist, and a very special inheritance memory began to spread in the depths of their souls, and soon people were intoxicated.

It seemed as if centuries had passed, and in an instant, that strange feeling suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everything in the hall was restored to its original state, the gray and black fog was gone, and Ferrora leaned back against her steel throne as usual.

"Deathkeep' could shield my probes, but I could easily tear through it, but I didn't. Ferrora said casually, "I've said a long time ago that I don't like to interfere in your minds, I like to observe..."