After the imprisoning spell on Lockhee's body was removed, he yelled loudly, "Jane, why you? Do you know that you are working with the undead now? we used to be good friends......" His eyes were filled with disbelief with anger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Jane smiled as pure as before, "Lockhee, you're still just as naïve." You have elven blood in you! Elven blood is used to purify the source of mana, so that I can become a high-level magician. ”

Her eyes were full of madness, "As long as the master has enjoyed it, you will be mine." Hahahaha, I'm about to become a high-level great magician. ”

Lockhee didn't want to look at Jane's enchanted appearance, but he was curious about the owner in Jane's mouth. In an instant, he frowned in annoyance, if he hadn't listened to the third sister's arrangement and acted privately, he wouldn't have been plotted by Jane. Now the third sister should be very disappointed, and I don't know if the empire has resisted the attack of the undead clan. He secretly hated in his heart, he was still too weak, if only he was as strong as the third sister.

The jade talisman on Lockey's chest was hot, and he felt the breath of the third sister! He opened his eyes, only to see Jane and the undead guards who had fallen into madness. He prayed anxiously in his heart, Sophie must not come, this is the base camp of the undead, and they will become the turtle in the urn at that time!

But the familiar smell of warmth was getting closer, and Lockhee's heart was about to jump out of his chest. He smiled bitterly, this body that had been polluted couldn't help the third sister at all, and it was very likely that it would become a burden!

Lockhee obviously sensed Sophie's presence, why did he still feel that her aura was like nothing, could it be that something was wrong? That's right, Sophie was lost. She tracked them all the way to the base camp of the undead, but the undead became smart and built a labyrinthine dungeon underground. Sophie was rightfully lost.

She carefully disguised her aura as she moved quickly. She had to find Lockhee as soon as possible and settle him down so that she could attack the enemy wholeheartedly. She smiled bitterly, originally she thought that she could see Locke become a god of law, but the laws of this world seemed to be aware of her existence, originally Sophie was the one who deserved to die, she 'borrowed' her body under the cover of the system, and became the chosen one by mistake, but the power of the law is powerful, it is forcing her to leave!

Sophie sensed the presence of Loke, on the right. But she hesitated for a moment, turned and went to the left, her figure flashed, and countless resentments and deaths formed a substance here, thick like ink, which made people very uncomfortable. She poured magic into her eyes, and saw a pool of ink in the center, constantly bubbling, surrounded by a magic circle made of pure dark magic stones.

Between the fires and stones, she saw countless undead coming out of the pool, still wearing the clothes of the 'living' world. In the Northlands, there are very few magical elements at all, how can there be such a powerful undead, I see. The 'movements' of the undead before were all aimed at seizing the bodies of those people and turning them into undead.

It turned out to be a sacrifice! It was a sacrifice of the flesh and blood of a living person, turning it into a dead spirit. Sophie no longer concealed it, unleashing her magic, and several miserable screams suddenly erupted in this space. Having already alarmed the undead guards, Sophie could only quickly destroy the magic circle around the inkpool.

…… Seventy-eight, seventy-nine, eighty, it's almost there, only the last one left!

"Just, Chosen One, you are so unlovable. A cloud of mist suddenly appeared above the inkpool, and the surrounding mist gathered, gradually condensing into a figure. He's the real necromancer!!

Garo's eyes were full of disdain, "Jessica, your descendants are too weak. He raised his hand and swiped it casually, Sophie's head was covered in sweat, and the magic wand snapped and broke, and the magic in her body could not be used. Sophie looked at Garo in surprise, and Garro seemed pleased with Sophie's gaze. He laughed loudly, but Sophie couldn't stand his coercion and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Garo looked through Sophie as if looking at someone, "Jessica, do you see that even if he is God's chosen and his descendants are God's blessing, will they all die in my hands?" Hahahaha, this is your choice!" His eyes danced with the flames of Youlan, "Look, watch the darkness come to the continent in person, watch everything you protect be destroyed by me, hahahaha." ”

Sophie was silent, but her mind was racing. Garo is the 'survivor' of that great war, the one who has always wanted to subvert the faith of the continent. And the Jessica he spoke of was the wife of Arthur Blanca, the first head of Blanca's family, could it be that the grudge between these three men provoked the great war? Two men earn a woman? The loser is exiled forever by the winner? Sophie doesn't know that what she guessed is close to the truth.