"You four, despise your opponents, have been defeated, have lost the face of our Inquisition, go back to your captain yourself, and double your training tasks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoGo now. Director Sean said to the four men.

After hearing this, the four men bowed to Director Sean and turned to leave.

Then Director Sean looked at me and said, "It's good for young people to have sharpness, and it's better to have strength and sharpness, but we are the Inquisition, and your sharpness can be shown to that lowly and despicable heresy, but it is not allowed to be shown to your comrades." Remember? He said.

"Yes, according to your teachings." I replied respectfully.

"Since he's a new transferee, let's familiarize myself with the atmosphere of the Inquisition, Lord Portman, please take him to the Cave of Tribulation." Director Sean preached to this old man, with this attitude, this person called Portman is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know why his status is so low.

"The Cave of Suffering, it hasn't been opened for a long time, I don't know if it can still be used." Still, Portman turned away, and I followed him toward the interior of the Inquisition.

At first, I met a few people here in black armor on the road, and they completely ignored me, as if they were used to people like me coming here.

"Young man, why don't you come here in the clothes of the Holy See, then there will be fewer misunderstandings, and the previous fight will not happen." Portman asked me as he walked.

"I forgot to change it, and the color of my robe was also changed, I don't know if the black robe before the wearer fits, so I just came here, I didn't expect such a thing to happen." I respond respectfully.

"Armson, the one you kicked you out in the first place, in the course of his last mission, his best brother died at the hands of the rebellious civilians, so there may be some misunderstanding of you, I hope you don't mind." Portman preached slowly. At this time, there was no one around.

I said I wouldn't mind. I was thinking about who would bother with such a small role!

"Well, here we are, let's go in," Portman said to me at this time.

I looked up, the so-called Cave of Suffering was just a name with a tinge of fear, in front of me was a normal door, I pushed the door open and entered, it was pitch black, and when I opened it, I could still see the floor around me slightly, and when I closed the door, it was pitch black.

But that's only for humans, how can there be darkness for the undead! The moment I entered, I looked around, and there was nothing in the room except for a crystal lamp-like protrusion on the wall that was not far away, and the floor would crack in a few moments and cause me to fall into a dangerous place.

Then the floor really cracked, starting from the floor in the middle of the room, the floor split in half, and it fell straight down, slamming heavily on the walls on both sides. Standing in the room, I began to fall along with the dust.

The feeling of weightlessness appeared in the sea of my soul, and I unleashed the feather falling technique and the flying technique on myself, controlling my body to fall slowly. The place wasn't too deep, and it didn't take long for me to officially step on the floor. The feather falling technique on my body that had not yet dissipated was instantly dispelled by me.

But in this instant, countless warriors covered in blood or severed limbs, or with eyes hanging from their faces, and crawling corpses all over me, rushed towards me with weapons in their hands.

At this time, I suddenly realized that this is an ancient battlefield? I recalled the scene around me when I first fell in the soul sea, and came to the conclusion that it was definitely not like this when I first fell, so what the hell is going on here?

Instead of using the Stygian Flame, I picked up a gaping weapon on the ground that I didn't know what it looked like, defending myself against attacks from things around me that I didn't know if they were humans or corpses, and when I killed two of them, I was sure they couldn't be human.

Because killing them doesn't have any breath of life coming into my body.

But they weren't undead either, and I couldn't feel the slightest breath of the undead in them. What exactly are they?

I gradually changed from defense to attack, although there are many scars on my body, but these scars have no effect on my movements, as long as there is no problem with the supply of soul energy, and there is no problem with my bones, then the undead are the best warriors who never know tiredness.

I don't know how long it took for me to finally kill these things that I don't know what they were. My body was now covered in blood, and the strong smell of blood had been stimulating my brain, making my attacks more and more direct and brutal, and at first I was careful not to take any damage from my defense, but then I completely forgot about it.

I ignored the human entrails and some corpse worms hanging on my clothes and body, because, I didn't have time to pay attention.

I don't know when there were some shriveled humans wearing wide black robes-like robes in front of me, their bare skin looked pitted, the whole was a blue-gray color, under the cover of the robes, I couldn't see their faces clearly, but I knew that they were my enemies, and that was enough.

My soul perception had long since opened, and even then I still didn't feel how these things appeared, so I had to be on high alert for them.

They raised the staff in their hands and chanted a few times in a low voice, the black staff slammed on the ground, and an invisible shockwave was sent out from the staff, where the shockwave passed, the human corpses that had been completely lying down all jumped up, and then shook their bodies, and the already somewhat rotten flesh fell down in a slump, and soon only a skeleton was left standing.

It's a skeleton warrior, so the ones I saw before wearing black robes and now hiding in the sea of skeletons should be the legendary necromancer, isn't this the same as me? The war of necromancers has always been based on soul energy.

My soul energy surged violently out of the soul sea under my mobilization, spreading out in all directions.

The next moment, my soul sea was shocked, it didn't feel right, this was not a necromancer, and those skeletons were not real skeleton warriors.

When I wanted to command the soul energy and enter the bodies of these skeleton warriors, I didn't even feel any of the souls of these skeleton warriors, which is equivalent to no core for the undead, how can this be able to act?