The sudden death of a lich instantly alarmed the administrator and controller of the realm of the dead, a demigod-level lich of the ninth order, Modo.

Every Lich who enters the realm of the dead is the cornerstone of building and maintaining its existence, and every loss of one means that the realm of the dead will shrink by a few points, and it also means that Mordo, known as the Lord of the Lich, is a few steps away from the final throne.

With a distortion of space, a skeletal shelf with a crown on its head, a black coat, and blue flames flashing in its black eye sockets teleported to the hapless lich's laboratory.

He looked down at the soulless wreckage scattered on the ground, and grabbed a fragment of a bracelet from the ground, which had been part of a life box a minute ago.

Just as he carefully examined this fragment of the life box, a spatial distortion appeared in the air around him, and a legendary lich of the eighth order also arrived at the scene of the murder.

"Lord Mordo..."

The lich whispered hello.

"Angmar, he's your student, right?"

The Lich King asked as he withdrew his gaze from the shard.

"Yes, he was my student in front of him, and he pursued me on the road to death without hesitation. ”

"He's only 800 years old, so he's still very young..."

The legendary lich called Angmar said, picking up the unfinished letter from the desk next to him, and continued:

"A month ago, he stumbled upon an opportunity to descend to a remote town near the City of Innocence, and successfully hibernated, ready to show his strength..."

"But just now, he encountered a powerful enemy, a saint of the Divine Light Sect?"

"He was forced out of the 'emergency transfer' and successfully escaped back, but he did not escape the follow-up pursuit?"

Angmar the Lich briefly repeated the contents of the letter, and asked with some confusion:

"Why was he still brutally murdered after he fled back to Diga?"

"It's a divine technique, a divine technique that I haven't even seen before..."

"The enemy got his hands on a life box and attacked it, completely destroying his soul. ”

The Lich King whispered.

The red flame in Angmar's eyes suddenly jumped, showing a little uneasiness in his heart, and he hurriedly asked:

"This is a very dangerous signal! What kind of attack can hurt us through the lifebox?"

Each Lich has several life boxes, and they are scattered all over the world, ensuring that once the soul is transferred, it can be out of danger immediately, even if the life box is discovered, at most it will destroy an empty life box, and it will not hurt the Lich itself, so the Lich is particularly difficult to deal with and difficult to kill.

However, if someone can directly damage the Lich's body through the life box, those life boxes scattered outside the realm of the dead will change from life protection talismans to life requires, and it will only be a matter of time before the lich is extinct...

"Pass my edict that all the lichs immediately reclaim the lifeboxes scattered in the outside world, and not a single one will be left. ”

"At the same time, contact the outside world, investigate this matter carefully, and be sure to find out who is the murderer!"

"In the future, without my permission, souls will not be allowed to descend to the outside world, especially near the City of Innocence!"

The Lich King said in a hurry, and his orders reached the ears of every Lich through the connections of the realm of the dead.

"Your Excellency, are we going to abandon the City of Innocence?"

The Lich King was slightly stunned for a moment, and his cold tone revealed a little helplessness:

"The City of Innocence is important, but we've already lost two Lichs there, and we've suffered terrible losses..."

"We don't need to be impatient, time is always on our side. ”

The lichs have not given up their desire for the City of Innocence, even though it is completely controlled by the Orthodox Church, and they are patiently waiting and looking for opportunities.

A few years ago, they sent a lich to make trouble in the neighborhood, but the thing didn't last long before it suddenly died, and it couldn't escape with such an unreasonable life-saving method as the life box.

No way, the lich has been dead for too long after all, and a slow reaction is inevitable.

As a result, the Lich King realized the drawbacks of the fatebox system, and hurriedly gathered his lichs to jointly develop the 'emergency transfer' technique, which allows the lich to automatically transfer souls in times of crisis.

Unexpectedly, the enemy actually found a way to attack the lich itself through the life box...

If it weren't for the fact that the Lich King had been dead for too long, he would have long since lost all human emotions, and I am afraid that he would not have been so angry that his hands and feet were cold and he was trembling all over.

"You can try to use divination, and you might be able to find some clues. ”

The Lich King finished issuing his orders and continued.

"But the enemy is a saint, and if he rashly divination, will he attract the attention of the gods?"

The lich Angmar was a little cowardly, and he didn't have the slightest sense of righteous indignation, and he wanted to avenge his students, which he didn't have for a long time.

"The current gods are too busy to take care of themselves..."

The Lich King swore by it.

Angmar was a little relieved, and hurriedly gathered the remains of his student, and launched the divination that he was very good at in front of him, wanting to find clues to the murderer.

But nothing came of it...

"Divination has been interfered with, and there is something powerful that shelters the murderer. ”

"How is that possible?"

"Where can the gods of today take care of the believers in the world?"

The flame in the Lich King's eyes fluttered, looking a little puzzled.

"Is it because the other party is high enough? I can't divination?"

Angmar asked tentatively again, but he remembered that his student's letter said that he was a young human.

"I'll give it a try. ”

The Lich King spoke, and was about to take the pile of wreckage from the other man's hand when a sudden change occurred.

A pillar of light filled with divine aura suddenly fell on Angmar through Digana's sky, which was eternally covered by dark clouds.

The pillar of light was pure and sacred, and the breath of life contained in it was like a surging wave, and if it shone on the living, it could instantly heal all their diseases and injuries, renew bones and muscles, and bring the dead back to life.

But if it shines on the Lich, it is the deadliest light of destruction.

Angmar suddenly let out a terrible scream, and before he could even activate the 'emergency transfer', he was instantly burned to ashes by this pillar of light.

The whole process lasted less than a second, and the Lich King had barely reacted to what had happened when the pillar of light disappeared without a trace.

"This..."

"Your sect is so unruly!"

The Lich King, after thousands of years, let out an angry roar again, a big roar.