Countless figures, thick or faint, poured out of it, screaming and screaming, surging out frantically, trying to break free from the shackles of the black mist.

"You dare!" Black Mist's face screamed angrily, "Get out of here, get back in me." ”

The god of death repeated his old trick, and countless chains of black mist stretched out, lashing at them, trying to subdue them again.

If it had been changed to three days ago, this trick would definitely work, it would only be a matter of minutes to subdue them, and even the damned traitor of Grand Elder Crane, he only needed to open his mouth to make him die without a place to be buried.

But now, after the repeated ravages of the Eternal Night Army, there is not one in the energy of the death spell, don't look at the momentum that comes out, but it is a showcase, and the concentration of the death spell energy is not known how many times it is faint.

These chains of black mist are pumped on these souls, and their lethality is very unsatisfactory.

Sean can now basically determine that the soul consciousness that stays in the body of the god of death is consciously retained by the other party, or more precisely, it has to be retained.

Because when the magic energy of the God of Death has not been consumed too much, the soul consciousness of these Klein tribesmen has already been reversed, for the sake of safety, the God of Death should have strangled them as soon as possible, so as to prevent future troubles, and they are still retained, which shows that they have a unique role, so that the God of Death still has to keep them even if they know that they have a threat.

It's not hard to guess what made him take such a risk, it must have something to do with supporting his existence, or manipulating such a powerful death spell energy, otherwise there was nothing else worth taking this risk.

Even if the God of Death was already very weakened, it would not be so easy for these soul consciousnesses to break free from the shackles of the energy of the death spell.

After all, their existence needs to rely on death spell energy, and once they completely get rid of spell energy, even those relatively powerful soul consciousnesses will not last long.

However, these angry souls soon found a new way to break free.

This direction was given to them by the God of Death himself—the black mist that the God of Death was devouring, and then connected to the body of the Great Elder of Crane.

They struggled, following this death spell energy channel, swimming upstream, and surging into the body of the Great Elder Crane.

The influx of Great Elder Crane was by no means as simple as soul consciousness, and it was more or less accompanied by death spell energy, and Great Elder Crane's body entered a new round of growth.

As the soul consciousness continued to surge into his body, his appearance also developed in a strange direction, and a baby's fist-sized face appeared on the surface of his muscles, forming a new layer of skin.

These faces are hideous, painful, angry, resentful, and so on, and all of them show negative emotions.

Soon these ghost faces crowded the whole body of Grand Elder Klein, but there was still a steady stream of soul consciousness pouring into his body, and more ghost faces emerged, in order to make way for the new ones, the previous ghost faces had to shrink and shrink, and finally they were tightly arranged together, like a layer of armor - the ghost face armor formed by countless ghost faces.

All of a sudden.

The God of Death and the Great Elder Crane were separated by a river of several tens of meters, and it became a stalemate.

The God of Death was constantly devouring the death spell energy in the black mist, but the soul consciousness in its body was constantly rushing into the body of the Great Elder Crane, and taking away a part of its family resources.

The two sides became a stalemate.

When Field Marshal Erickson arrived with the elite of the Third Army, he saw this strange scene in front of him.

Sean had been waiting here for a long time with the Thunder Eagle and stopped them.

"Why didn't your lord take the opportunity to attack, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

Now that the God of Death and Grand Elder Crane are in a stalemate, they only need to mobilize the guns of the explorer fleet and bombard them wildly, maybe they can take them down directly and end the turmoil in this desperate swamp.

"It's not that simple, if we intervene now, we can take them down at one time, that's a big joy, what if we don't take them at one time? It's very likely that the two will join forces, turn around and solve us first, the number of special shells in the explorer fleet is not much, so we only have one chance, once we miss, there will be no second chance." Sean clearly has his own considerations and concerns.

The confrontation between Grand Elder Crane and the God of Death was entirely out of hatred and the idea of helping his clan to liberate, although he indirectly helped the Eternal Night Commander, it did not mean that he had any feelings for the Eternal Night Commander.

If he had the chance, he would never have turned the Eternal Night Leader upside down.

The two sides finally entered a state of deathmatch, and if the Eternal Night Commander suddenly intervened and blew the two apart, it would be tantamount to attracting firepower to himself.

Looking at the posture, the two sides are currently in a state of parity.

It's better to let them stalemate for a while, see where it goes, and at the same time, let them consume a little more death spell energy.

The last point is the right way, as long as the death spell energy is consumed, whether it is the God of Death or the Great Elder Crane, it is a catfish on the board, it depends on how they want to cut it.

It is more appropriate to be robbing the energy of the death spell than two.

This third party is not a human being, but the natural environment.

In the process of tearing apart the death spell energy on both sides, it means that the spell energy has been exposed, and a large part of it has been overflowing.

Normally, the god of death would not have allowed this to happen, and the overflowing death spell energy would soon be collected by him.

But now he obviously doesn't have this kung fu, as the soul consciousness continues to escape from his body, the death spell energy he controls has become extremely unstable, and there will be a scene like a snowflake flashing screen on an old TV at every turn, and he himself has also appeared in the situation of death spell energy overflowing.

Obviously, these soul consciousnesses imprisoned in the black mist had the effect of helping him stabilize and bind the energy of the death spell.

Thinking about it, if the god of death wants to gather such a huge amount of death spell energy around him, he must have a stable cage, and if he is a simple dragon skeleton battleship, he obviously does not have this ability, these soul consciousnesses are.

The cage is mutual.

Death spell energy imprisons these soul consciousnesses.

In turn, these soul consciousnesses serve as artificially constructed cages to hold the energy of death magic.

It's definitely a crazy and genius thing to do.

Obviously, Grand Elder Crane is dismantling the cage of the God of Death, and when he dismantles the cage, no matter how much magic energy the God of Death has, it will be difficult to escape the end of the overflow, and it will be extremely difficult to recover.

"Bastard, do you want the two of you to die together? Even if you defeat me, those ants won't let you go, why don't we two put aside our grievances for the time being, and then settle accounts after rushing out." "The god of death is not stupid, and immediately changed his ways, agitated his incorruptible tongue, and wanted to use the common threat of the Eternal Night Army Leader to temporarily make peace with Grand Elder Crane.

However, the speed at which the god of death absorbed the energy of the death spell did not slow down at all.

As for the problem of speaking while absorbing energy, for him, it is not a problem at all, he is an energy body, his face shape is just an ornament, and speaking is not a mouth at all, but a voice formed by the vibration of magic energy.

"Are you scared?" the sneer on Grand Elder Crane's face was even worse, "Aren't you the god of death......? Ha ha...... It's a big joke, I really want to see with my own eyes what the god of death will be like when he is killed!"

"Blasphemer......" The god of death was frantic again, but he really lacked the means to directly threaten the Great Elder Crane in his hands, so he could only swallow his anger and let his voice pretend to be calm, "What do you want? What conditions do you need before you let go?"

"I'm going to let you die!" replied Archelder Crane.

Grand Elder Crane's voice became more and more eerie, giving the impression that it was not one person speaking, but a group of people speaking in unison.

Like the ghost-faced armor that appeared on his body, it was either resentful, angry, sharp, high-pitched, or low...... There are male voices, female voices, elderly voices, and children.

Grand Elder Crane is not as simple as accommodating the soul consciousness of these once imprisoned Crane tribesmen, these soul consciousness is fusing in his body, and no one knows what kind of monster it will become.

But one thing is certain, as these soul consciousnesses continue to merge, Grand Elder Crane's hatred of the God of Death is skyrocketing, and it has become the first priority to destroy.

Before he is killed, as long as the Eternal Night Warlord does not hinder him from carrying out this plan, he should not cause any trouble.

Because what Grand Elder Klein now has is not the anger and hatred of one person, but a group of people.

"On another condition, as long as it's not this, as long as I can promise you, I will definitely do it. The god of death asked unrelentingly.

Death was and still is the thing he fears the most.

The reason why he made the death spell energy and called himself the god of death, dominating the death of others is only secondary, the most important thing is to dominate himself!

Now that Grand Elder Crane had let him die, how could he accept it?

"I just want you to die!" said Grand Elder Crane with great stubbornness, the madness on his face even worse.

"Hey, Your Excellency the God of Death, what means do you have to press the bottom of the box, hurry up and use it, you don't think that you can persuade or kill Great Elder Klein with just your mouth cannon, right? This is a group of bitter masters who have been deceived by you, who can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood, haven't you seen it clearly now, the contradictions between you are irreconcilable, only you die and I die, besides, your mouth cannon level is too far behind, don't get started at all, let's use practical means!

Hurry up, hurry up, you are the god of death, these soul consciousness are ants in your eyes, manipulating and playing with them, it's not the same as playing, you must have prepared countermeasures, right? Come, let them taste the power of the god of death, and let us see your supreme means, don't forget, they are toys and puppets made by your own hands!"

Seeing that the two of them had the posture of turning into mouth cannons, Sean fanned the flames on the side.

That kind of dog-legged posture, people who don't know it, still think that he is a devout disciple of the god of death, a loyal fan, and a little fan brother who respects him very much.

The reason why Sean stopped the Eternal Night Army Leader from taking action immediately was that he didn't think that the God of Death would be killed by Grand Elder Crane so easily.

He was the initiator of everything, the creator of the energy of the death spell, the creator of the Great Elder of Crane, and it was impossible not to leave behind.

Because Sean is the founder of the mage profession and the founder of the combat skill system, if the soldiers of the Eternal Night Army take one to resist him, he will definitely be able to make them die without knowing how to die.

It's not that Sean consciously left a deadly bomb in their bodies, but the first soul rune seed and combat skill inheritance in their bodies all originated from him.

This kind of thing is like the root of everything, there is a shadow belonging to Sean in it, this point will not fade with their cultivation strength, but will grow with it, once it is extracted, what will happen, Sean is not clear, but it is definitely not a wonderful thing.

This matter, Sean only recently discovered, as a secret buried deep in his heart, he doesn't plan to tell anyone, this thing is too powerful, it will cause panic, and it is best not to use this method easily until the moment when everyone betrays and leaves.

Pushing others with himself, a selfish guy like the god of death, for his own strength, can pit hundreds of thousands of people without hesitation, how can he not prepare some backup means to prevent these former believers from rebelling against him!

Sean is now on the side of the god of death, and naturally has his own calculations.

Don't look at the level of evil of Great Elder Crane, it is far less than the God of Death, but in Sean's eyes, the former is far more threatening than the latter.

Because even if the god of death is evil, it is trapped on the behemoth of the dragon wreck battleship, and it is limited by various factors such as terrain, and it is easier to be targeted by the artillery of the Eternal Night Army.

Grand Elder Crane is different, he now has a human body, but he is completely inhuman in all aspects, he is now a transcendent Sean I don't know, but one thing can be confirmed, once he lets go of his hands and feet, the damage caused to the Eternal Night Leader is definitely above the God of Death.

If it weren't for his higher hatred for the god of death, and he was previously led away by the energy of death magic, even if Marshal Erickson led the elite reinforcements of the Third Army in time, it is estimated that it would still be difficult to escape the scene of a river of blood, not only would the First Artillery Regiment be slaughtered directly, but even the Third Army would not have a good life.

"Shut up!" the God of Death roared in unison with Grand Elder Crane.

If there is still any strength left, the god of death will be the first to knock down the thunder golden eagle.

This guy is his own crow of death, since he was targeted, he hasn't ended up well, and the other party is the real initiator of the current miserable end he has fallen.

Grand Elder Crane was also annoyed by Sean's many tongues.

If it weren't for this guy, if it weren't for the Eternal Night Leader he led.

How did they come to be where they are now?

Why would he turn to a liar to send his people into the abyss from which they will never recover?

He is still here to help the abuse, he and his Eternal Night Leader deserve to die, when he destroys this false god, he must let this guy taste the pain of losing his army and destroying his family.

The rivalry between the two has indeed reached a critical moment, so they have a grudge against the talkative Sean, but they still focus on each other.

However, Sean's stimulation did wake up the god of death.

I shouldn't take chances anymore, these bastards who don't know how to be grateful are not grateful for the eternal life they have brought them, and turn back against their gods, even if they die a thousand times, or die ten thousand times, it will be difficult to atone for their sins, all die, all die!