Something happened!

Something is wrong!

The forest elves, who have always prided themselves on being peace-loving and advocating nature, have made a big deal!

For some reason, a group of terrifying undead with hundreds of thousands of numbers poured out of the Death Scars of the Forbidden Land in the abdomen of the Jialan Continent, slaughtering all the way to the nearest elven city, Remus City.

Everywhere they passed, everything withered and life extincted, and all the forest beasts and mighty monsters were slaughtered devastatingly.

In order to defend their homeland and defend their territory, some powerful demonic beasts fought against these undead at all costs. However, in the face of the undead surging in like a tide, and the evil undead spellcasters hiding in the tide of corpses, the Warcraft Lords could only end up with a dead soul.

As the masters of the Jialan Continent, the forest elves naturally would not allow a group of foreign villains to be so unscrupulous in their homeland. Therefore, the Elven Royal Court, which had been silent for a long time, immediately mobilized a large number of elite legions from the Central Mountain Range, and rushed to Remus City day and night, in order to intercept the vanguard of the undead corpse tide there.

While hearing the news, the local elven village arranged for the villagers to relocate on a large scale, and at the same time gathered manpower and began to snipe the undead scattered throughout the magical forest.

For a while, beacon fires were lit everywhere in the Magic Forest, and a large-scale turmoil was about to break out!

However, just as the undead catastrophe was about to erupt, a strange figure suddenly appeared above the death scar.

It's an illusory shadow of the soul.

The entire soul phantom was wrapped in a layer of brilliant golden light, and the light shone so brightly that it was difficult to peek into the void and reality inside, and only through the dazzling golden light could vaguely detect that it was a woman inside.

However, the existence form of this soul phantom is obviously very unusual, and it is impregnated with a strange aura of divine power, so it also gives her some otherworldly magical abilities. At least, for the decaying corpses in front of her, she didn't have the ability to peek into her form.

Therefore, this soul phantom wandered leisurely in the bustling tide of corpses, allowing the other party to stagger and wail by her side, but no undead could detect her presence.

Even those Tier 1 and Tier 2 undead are the same!

After looking down at the scale and progress of the corpse tide above the Death Scar, the 'she' in the phantom immediately swooped down angrily and rushed down the terrifying deep ditch of life.

The swarming undead along the way were almost invisible to her, and the soul phantom kept going downward, through countless passages and caverns crowded with foul-smelling and ugly zombies, skeletons, and ghouls, and went straight to a mysterious area nearly a thousand meters deep underground.

If the area outside is still shrouded in a thin layer of dead air, then here, the entire space is as dark as ink, and even with her divine vision, she can't penetrate this layer of dead space to see through the secrets and arrangements inside.

"Please stop, Lord Saoir!" a strange crystal skull floated out of it, right in front of the soul phantom.

Judging by it, this crystal skull is the fourth-order junior lich Luke who captured Antoliel and Uza in one fell swoop. However, at this moment, it respectfully paid tribute to a soul phantom whose body and face could not be seen clearly.

At this point, there is no need to hide anything.

As a result, the golden light exploded, revealing the perfect posture of the elven god Saoirse inside.

As the main god of the elves, Saoirse naturally has all the advantages and beauty of the forest elves in appearance.

Short green hair, long, soft pointed ears, straight nose, turquoise eyes, and a perfect body shape that amazes and admires. Since this was only one of her divine incarnations, there were no weapons or armor on top of the phantom, only a delicate and ornate light soft robe.

Luke the Lich carefully held up a barrier of dead souls, blocking out the aftermath of the escaping golden glow.

Although it is a Rank 4 Lich and is already one of the top powers in the plane world, it is facing a true god. Even it had always been cold and unruly, and it did not dare to be too rude in front of a powerful god.

Even if the other party is just an incarnation of that god's divine thoughts!

"Call your master, lich, I have something to say to his face!" Saoirse said with a look of disgust, a frown.

Although the power she brought with her was less than one-ten-thousandth of that of her main body, it was a little difficult to clean up the 'little' lich in front of her. But out of the disgust for the undead in the soul origin, she still couldn't be kind to the other party.

"Please wait a minute...... "Luke the Lich said faintly, then closed his eyes and fell silent.

It looks like he's talking to someone in the distance.

A moment later, as a grand consciousness descended, Luke's eyes suddenly brightened.

Two soul flames, which were far more than 10,000 times richer and more intense than before, burned violently in its hollow eye sockets, and the red rays they projected were so strong and powerful that even Saoirsa's divine power was a little unbearable.

"Blightcaster, you've crossed the line!"

"Truly...... I said who is calling me, it turns out to be you!Saoirse, little girl, why did you suddenly run into my territory?" Luke, the lich who was still respectful to the main god of the elves just now, suddenly changed his attitude, not only became extremely arrogant, but even changed his title to Saoirse.

"Blighter, don't be delusional about changing the subject. The contract we signed last time still exists, do you want to unilaterally tear up the agreement and start a war again?" For this otherworldly powerhouse who caused a great disaster to the Jialan Continent, even the elven main god Saoirse had a headache.

"Truly...... How is this possible? Last time, you gathered the main gods of the three major god systems to force me to sign the peace agreement. If I break the agreement, will my soul consciousness still be able to appear here?" Luke sneered, his tone full of hatred.

"And what are you doing now?" Saoirse began to get angry, "Your men have rushed out of the scars of death and are harassing my people. This...... Isn't that called tearing up the agreement?"

"Haha...... Little Saoir, are you still wondering why my men rushed out of the scars of death, and I was not punished by the contract?"

"You must have done some trickery to bypass the Lord God Contract. Now, call your men back at once, or I'll start another divine war against you!"

"It's useless, Saoir!" Luke laughed wildly, "It's useless for you to call both the Lord God of the Sea and the Lord God of Humanity this time. Because it's not me who broke the contract this time, it's you......"

"You put ...... Nonsense, I have always restrained my men, and no High Elf has ever entered the scar of death to disturb you. You ......"

Just as Saoirse's cheeks flushed with anger, the Lich Luke's upper and lower jaws, which were only sleek bones, snapped together, and a fixed-point portal opened, and from inside floated out an immobile humanoid wrapped in layers of dead air.

Looking at his hair, looking at his clothes, looking at the natural light that soaked his whole soul, Saoirse's heart sank for no reason.

It's a Tier 3 druid!

In the forest elf clan, the druids who can advance to the third level are often from the famous elf families and belong to the category of high elves.

"Why, Saoirse, do you dare not admit that this is your follower? He is so bold that he has broken into my territory and killed countless slaves whom I have worked so hard to cultivate. Therefore, since you forest elves have taken the initiative to attack me, it is completely in line with the agreement of the year for me to send some servants to fight back......"

Saoirse's face turned grim.

Although he knew that what the other party said was not true, there must be some twists and turns in it, but he had verified it with his own magic technique, and the other party's words had been recognized by the plane consciousness.

This also means that although the plane consciousness hates this evil intruder in every way, according to the plane law and the contract of the main god, it is impossible for the plane consciousness to go beyond the rules it abides by to side with the elves.

Without dimensional suppression, let the forest elves face this evil 'wither) alone, even with the strength of the main god of the Saoirse elves, they must be afraid of the other party!

"Blightless, I'll investigate what you said. But before I can find out, hand over my followers first, and then call back your army of corpses. If it is true that we have violated the contract, I promise in the name of the Elven Lord God that I will definitely give you satisfactory compensation!"

In the face of the other party's 'human witness', even the elven god Saoirse did not dare to ignore it.

"Truly...... If you want to investigate, you can do whatever you want, but if you want to take away the 'evidence' in my hand, you don't even think about it! Since you have promised it, I will not send any new troops. As for the undead who have been sent out, I will not take them back for the time being, so let them roam your territory for a few days......! Boom"

With that, the strange and powerful being's consciousness fluctuated and disappeared on the spot.

And the Lich Luke's originally bright and hot soul fire as the sun suddenly dimmed

If you look closely, you will also find that Luke's soul fire is weaker and darker than before the arrival of his powerful consciousness. It can be seen from this that simply carrying the soul consciousness of that powerful existence has already made this fourth-order junior lich a little exhausted!

However, at this moment, how could Saoirse be in such a mood to have anything to do with a lich, her complicated gaze swept over the body of the third-order druid Antoliel, and finally shook her head gloomily and left.

Although the consciousness of that powerful existence had already left, and although there was only a tired 4th-order lich guarding the field, this elven main god with a level of up to 6th order still did not dare to forcibly take away his followers.

And this ...... It is also displayed from a side of the red fruit, the power and horror of the 'wither'!