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In the Fagong Forest, next to a giant tree that was about to die, there was a smile on the resolute face of the Necromantic Monarch that flashed by, and two ghostly fires lit up in his eyes.

His cheeks looked a little malnourished and emaciated, not to mention sickly, he always felt a little dryer, a kind of pale and terrible!

The rich aura of death accompanied his stiff skin, and the sky, the earth, and the world that had been infected by the breath of death suddenly seemed to mobilize all the power of death, filling the heavens and the earth, forming two relatively huge funnels, enveloping the entire Fagon Forest in the middle.

Javel stopped, she felt a strong crisis!

Galadriel was shocked by the power of evil, and she could not understand how the heavens and the earth could accommodate and allow so much evil!

Ling Qi kept moving, suddenly jumped up into the air, and walked in the wind, and the dead qi behind him converged to form two huge crow wings, which were the slowly open wings of the god of death.

At this moment, he was not gliding with the help of some wind, but really rose into the sky!

I saw that the leather armor of the Necromantic Monarch was all shattered and peeled off, as if it was aging, and it seemed to have been corroded by something. Then he was naked, his skin had turned a terrible gray, and the long hairs on his chest and steel mane under his crotch were joined together, forming a natural armor. Its fangs bared from its mouth, its fingers and toes became elongated, and its nails swelled like sharp blades!

This is the real Deathbringer, a Necromantic King-level corpse demon!

The demonized Ling Qi is not a transformation of the material structure of the ontology, but a kind of demonization of the dead body! Although it is not as strong as the former to reorganize its essence, it is not inferior to the power after the change!

In his body and soul, the insignificant power of the rules of death, which originally belonged to the Necromantic King, suddenly began to thrive, just like the previous time the seeds of darkness took root and sprouted, but at a speed of more than ten times!

It easily overwhelmed the rules of life and light, and then in just a moment, it overcame the rules of darkness, and finally even the rules of the power of the Yuan Magnet were surpassed!

This is an explosion that belongs to the rules of death, and it is a proof that the deceased is striding forward on the path that suits him best!

"You're mine!"

Ling Qi's voice appeared in Calandiel's mind for the third time, just like the previous two times, it was a direct appearance, not some kind of language!

"No!!"

Galadriel's answer was filled with shock and anger and, of course, inexplicable fear.

Then the light on her body bloomed, like a white lotus blooming in the mud, and with a flick of her fingers, she expelled the dead air dozens of meters around!

This caused her to form a huge cocoon of light, as if it had become a white worm waiting to break out of the cocoon.

Under the illumination of that ten thousand rays of light, Galadriel immediately dispelled the gloom in his heart, and only felt extremely peaceful!

Galadriel didn't see it, and Javal, who had come with her, had already begun to frown back after seeing her unusual behavior.

At such a time, in such a place full of crises, he dared to squander his strength indiscriminately, and he had obviously lost his mind!

The shrewd Yavor didn't see either, in the boundless majesty of death, beyond her vigilant gaze, under her nose, an almost transparent shadow had embellished her, and then merged into her figure.

Inside the Black Castle, Ling Qi of the main body silently observed through the phantom, secretly thinking, could it be that the power of fate can also interfere with each other, and the stronger power of fate can even influence the weaker power of fate and make it serve itself?

It's ridiculous, it's almost out of the way, and it doesn't match his situation with the Necromantic King, but how can Galadriel's condition, the inopportune outburst, be explained?

Maybe it's just an accident!

Ling Qi of the ontology made a conclusion, and then began to speed up the analysis and digestion of the power of Hittis, his control of the phantom could not be 100% wishful, otherwise it would be a clone, not just the projection and use of power!

In fact, Baal has already helped him erase most of the imprints of Hittis in the Illusory, but Baal does not have the power of the Origin after all, or some unknown power that is higher than the power of the Source, so no matter how hard it tries, it still has no success in trying to solidify the power belonging to Hittis in a shadow and remove the hidden danger!

Even if this power is not taken away by him this time, next time it will definitely cause more damage to Baal at a more critical moment, which may be fatal. In that respect, Barr has to thank him!

The stubborn seed lurking in that little bit of phantom shadow is fundamentally a power above the demigod level, the power of a true god, and it is likely to be Hittis's biggest backhand against mortals like Baal who dare to steal his power, mortals who are about to be promoted!

That thing must have been in the dark seed that Ling Qi had given to Farien, who was even more unbearable than Baal at the time, and who was powerless to fight against the divine power of Hittis, and his abandonment of the car seemed extremely wise at this time.

Ling Qi was not in a hurry to expel the imprint, and chose to nibble at the analysis, although it was much more difficult to do so than to expel it. After all, it is the back hand of the powerful god Hittis, which belongs to a high-end power second only to the power of the source, and will become another weapon for him to deal with the native gods.

That one, but he hasn't discovered its existence until now, it is precisely because of the inherent weakness of the power that the powerful perception has fallen into a blind spot!

The power of the origin cannot be moved lightly, the power of the unknown is still a conjecture, in fact, even if the power of the source, he cannot use it outside of Kalimdor. Therefore, using the power of a foreign god to deal with the demigod is more effective than him charging and killing it himself!

At the edge of the Fagon Forest, the Necromantic King ignored the retreating Vera, its true power still beyond the limits of his control. And he had already seen that shadow and knew that she was being targeted by the body!

He realized that the help of the ontology had actually come a long time ago, and had been hiding in himself, but he had not discovered it himself.

For some reason, he was not moved at all in his heart, but a little repulsive.

So, with a sinister smile, he threw himself into the cocoon of light that seemed to be a solid iron wall.

At the same time, there was also a faint holy light on his body.

The rules of light, which were suppressed by the power of death, were too weak to purify the evil aura on his body, but they could cover it up slightly. And the light made his smile look a little merciful, full of ironic mercy!

Tear and pull!

Like tearing apart a piece of cloth, or tearing open the placket of a beautiful woman's clothes, the power of the Necromantic Monarch coupled with the cover of the Holy Light, Ling Qi only used eighty percent of his tremendous strength to tear the barrier of light with a little sluggishness!

This action does not need to be swift, because it is a sign that such a barrier is ineffective against him. This act was like a hammer slamming into the elven queen's undulating chest!

"How can this be !!!"

Galadriel and Javal, who also saw this scene, exclaimed in their hearts at the same time, and then Galadriel absolutely began to summon the power of the Light of Destruction, which was her last and strongest power.

Javal retreated faster, the forest used to be her world, but now the will of the forest has been suppressed by the evil force and is on the verge of collapse, and her world has become the enemy's home field.

That shadow, with her rapid movements and vigilant gaze, also slowly crawled to her waist, like a sinister poisonous snake...

When Yaval finally withdrew from the coverage of the two giant funnels between heaven and earth, she saw from a distance that the huge light cocoon was like a shelled egg, completely melting in the sea of death.

A magnificent light swept from the sky in the far west, like the gospel of Amen, and like the judgment of the scorching sun.

The incomparable power of light, the steel knife tore open the funnel of death in the sky like cutting butter, and the majestic power of death collapsed as if it were on the surface, and Yaval's eyes almost popped out.

Fortunately, the collapsed dead air quickly condensed again, proving that she had made the right choice.

And the light power that was supposed to purify all evil was locked between two giant death vortices like a trapped dragon.

This time, Yavor was finally able to affirm that the evil creature was indeed different, it actually had a pure and vast light power on its body, and the power of this light of judgment could only cause the most basic damage to it, and there was no suppression effect on the evil creature at all!

The evil one, bathed in the light of judgment, as if even heaven and earth could not be annihilated, smirked and tore open Galadriel's clothes.

The monster's presumptuous behavior made Javor almost angry and rushed back, but she held back, for the monster had only shown the power that she feared but could not kill her, and the instinctive warning had never gone away.

Seeing the flower-like daughter of fate being ravaged and devastated, and then being devoured little by little, this was a great spiritual test in Yaval, but she did not return to the space that made her vigilant until the last moment, and even after determining that Galadriel was dead, but her soul did not return to Amen Continent, she chose to leave without hesitation!

Some doubts have been solved at the same time, and Doom will launch a general attack on this evil land until the entire Kalimdor hiding behind Gondor is bulldozed, and there is no need for unnecessary investigations!

The Daughter of Destiny was destroyed by the evil creatures of the other world right under her nose, and even in her identity, after returning to Amen Continent, she would be questioned if she did not have enough merit this time.

But she's the venerable Vera, and perhaps the only Vera in Alda who doesn't have a Vera status, and in short, she has always considered herself special and shouldn't be involved, and she is now on a more important mission.

But why did she withdraw so decisively this time? This is not in line with her usual style!

Javel didn't have deep doubts, perhaps it made her feel embarrassed and ashamed, and instinctively didn't want to think about it. And she blamed this on the mental corrosion that Vera would inevitably suffer after coming to Middle-earth, which was not a lie, there had been many precedents, but she seemed to be particularly serious!