"It's all obscured by the dark magic of the necromancy, how did you hear about it?"

A priest said curiously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Dark magic can only affect the communication crystal, but against it, dark magic is helpless."

Adonis smiled and pulled out a small pendant that glowed green, and if you looked closely, you could see faint elven writing.

"Is this a teleportation prop for the elves?"

"I didn't think you still had a deep friendship with the elves."

"No wonder, no wonder."

The leaders suddenly realized and exclaimed.

Adonis nodded, although these leaders were all part of Taiyan City like him, they were still a little wary of each other, and he did so to eliminate some unnecessary suspicions.

"So, straighten things out and send the people out first."

The bone birds on the city walls of Taiyan City, the South City Gate, and the city walls all stopped the commotion and turned their eyes to Leo.

Pale soul fires flickered in their eyes, and they seemed to hesitate.

However, several zombies and skeletons had no such consciousness and let out an ugly howl and rushed towards Leo.

The blade sliced through the air, and a sound similar to the vibration of cicada wings sounded.

Leo, who had pulled out the knight's sword at some point, instantly passed by the zombies and skeletons, and their heads rolled down.

"Ding! Current XP 60/800! ”

As the number of battles increased, Leo became more and more comfortable with the use of the two skills of [Spike] and [Satsuki Slash], and after understanding their mechanics in depth, he could even attach the power of Satsuki Slash to the Spike, swinging an extremely sharp slash in an instant.

"Goo-goo!"

The bony birds fluttered their wings and soared into the air, then shot at Leo like arrows, and the sound of breaking through the air roared.

The pale blue shield instantly took shape in front of Leo's eyes, and the galloping bone birds didn't have time to stop, and one by one they crashed into the shield, half dead, and the shield only rippled in a shallow circle.

Without much effort, Leo stabbed the 6 bone birds that were constantly twitching to death.

"Ding! Current XP: 66/800! ”

No matter what becomes of Taiyan City, Leo doesn't feel guilty.

But Leo's safety is very important.

He shook off the black blood on the knight's sword without changing his face, looked at the black main palace, and walked over.

Taiyan City, the main palace, countless black qi covers the sky and the sun, and the dark magic here has been thick to the point of viscosity.

In the center of the second layer, a group of black-robed people continued to cast necromantic magic, one after another blood-colored marks surrounded them, and countless black qi spread.

All the bigwigs of Taiyan City were imprisoned in their power, and their faces were very gray, and they were controlled by the blood-colored mark of life and death.

The third-level necromancy [Blood Contract], which can plant a curse when the target's resistance is weak, is a magic commonly used by necromancers to control enemies.

"Well done, Antor."

All the blood-colored marks were included in the quasi-artifact "Soul Suppression", and the tallest black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief and gave a look of approval to the knight cadres on the side.

"The upper echelons of Taiyan City have all been controlled, and the tide of necromancy has swallowed most of the people, and some have escaped from the north gate."

Antor said with a blank face that he had been planted with the "Blood Pact" a long time ago, but unlike some pawns, he had voluntarily accepted this infamous magic.

"How's the other towns going?"

"Polar Rock City and Earth Rock City have organized a coalition army, and it seems that they are rushing to this side through the spatial passage."

"How's the investigation going into the mysterious death of the knight of Taiyan City outside the city and the disappearance of Ambot?"

"I only know that the Heavy Knights and the Elite Light Knights have died in the Black Wilderness, but some of the corpses are missing, and the souls have also disappeared, and Ambot's path is not yet known, but there are traces of high-level ice magic on the edge..."

"What's the matter, keep talking."

"According to the traces of the battle and the investigation of last night's pursuit, the Cavaliers and Ambot are only one person being pursued."

Hearing this, all the necromancers were taken aback.

In all fairness, the Heavy Knights plus the Elite Light Knights, the core garrison of Taiyan City is stronger than the power of the Necromantic Tide, if Antor's investigation is true, then the biggest hidden danger they face after occupying Taiyan City is not the counterattack from the remaining forces in the rest of the town, but the terrifying mysterious man who fought alone against the Knights and Ambot.

After sitting on the throne of the main palace of Taeam City quite smoothly, it made people even more uneasy.

"About this person, I only know that he entered the city yesterday, accompanied by knights and a female mage."

"The female mage and the Knights' Dubolan, as well as Lina, are all in prison."

"Fellow female mages, or do you want to go into the city with the Knights?"

The words of the tall black-robed man revealed curiosity.

There is a female mage who is traveling with her, and he may be a mercenary, but this is not a matter for the time being. If you can enter the city with the Knights, but then beat the Knights to the ground, then the identity of this person is very complicated.

The Golden Cult, the Moon Lord Guild, the Royal Court, the Ring of Blood Mages, certain forces passed through his mind one by one.

"Well, let's go see Lina, if she knew we were coming, she would be moved to tears."

He groaned for a moment, then waved his sleeve and smiled lowly.

The second floor of the main palace, inside the prison.

They didn't know what was going on outside because of the magic ban on the prison and outside, and when the prison door opened, Lina seemed to sense something.

"A knight, a faith mage, a necromancer, interesting, interesting."

The black-robed man walked slowly, looked at Alina carefully, skipped Du Bolan, looked at the woman with the cloak, and smiled.

"Trem, everything you do today is blood evidence that you will be judged by Astaire in the future."

The woman smiled disdainfully, and didn't flinch back at Trem's smirk.

"I've forgotten that the so-called good necromancer, oh, is now the former tavern hostess?"

Trem responded with a sneer, his left hand slowly raised, and the invisible dark magic instantly choked Lina's throat and gradually lifted her up.

"Trem, I curse you! You villain who can only play some tricks! You'll never get the chairmanship! ”

The woman struggled in pain and let out a miserable howl.

"Stop!"

Alina's eyes widened, and with all the remaining magic power in her body, two fiery snakes flew out of her hands, but they were easily dissolved by the other necromancers.

"No, I should, let you live, take a good look, the day I become the president, I will make you my necromantic zombie again, hahaha."

Trem took the black cloak off, revealing a pale face with crimson pupils and subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Then he threw Lina against the wall, and she fainted.

"Take her away."

Trem said lightly, then turned and looked at Alina and Dubran with a smile.

"Well, knight who has betrayed the faith, what kind of punishment do you desire?"

"Antor?!"

Dubran didn't pay attention to Trem, but looked at Antor in surprise.

"I thought you were also a pawn of the guild, but now it doesn't seem like that."

"I wonder now why I betrayed the knight's loyalty, if not for the great mission of the Necromancy."

Antor seemed to realize something, sighed, and looked at Dubran indifferently.

"You!"

Dubran stood up in an instant and looked at Antor angrily, but the next moment, the whirling darkness suddenly attacked him.

Trem's eyes flickered with purple light, and just now Antor's remarks had succeeded in causing Dubolan to let his guard down, and he began to control his mind.

The third-level magic, the Purple Prisoner of Death, is a kind of spiritual magic that requires a high level of strength from the caster in necromantic magic, and the effect is especially significant when dealing with objects whose strength is weaker than their own.

Dubolan's eyes instantly became dull, and Trem smiled slightly, obviously the target was completely controlled by his spiritual magic.

"What did you do to him?!"

Alina was furious and gritted her teeth at Trim.

"Don't worry, you'll become like him later..."

Trem smirked, and for a moment, his smile froze.

A little golden light flickered in Duboran's pupils, and the purple that had filled his eyes melted like snow in the sun, and soon revealed a clear color.

"This... I, just now, what's wrong."

Du Bolan was a little confused, looked at his hands, and muttered to himself.

"Ahem, how is this possible?!"

Trem gritted his teeth slightly, and the sudden backlash of the magic just now caught him a little off guard, and he was slightly injured.

But the shock was real, it was the first time since he learned the Purple Prisoner of Death that he had missed, and it was a miss without warning!

Is there something terrible on the other party's body, a treasure of magic resistance?

Or has he been mind-controlled?

So the same is true of that female mage?

Trem frowned, he felt that things were getting weirder.

There's a feeling that I have a little clue about it, but I can't completely sort it out.

That's when the unexpected message arrived.

"My lord, the spatial passage opened up by the combined forces of Earth Rock City and Extreme Rock City has been determined to be outside the main palace gate."

"Heh, go as planned."

Trem's eyes gleamed as he swept over Alina and Dubraan, leaving Antor and some of the necromancers behind, and then walking out of the prison with the others.

“・・・”

Alina looked at Dubolan, who was not yet fully conscious, and Lina, who was unconscious, and gritted her teeth.

The complexity of the matter may be far from being as simple as she imagined.

"This bracelet, you are, a person from the second court?!"

Antor suddenly saw Alina's bracelet, and his calm expression instantly clouded over, staring at Alina in a low voice.

Could it be that the matter of the ruins of Gaudul had been discovered in advance by the Astaire royal family, but why did they only send a magician who could not feel the fluctuations of magic at all?

Antor felt Alina's magic fluctuations more carefully, and suddenly, his gloomy expression became confused.

There are no fluctuations in the source of mana, strangely there are traces of mana residue, and some spells that do not require faith, such as the Fire Serpent.

Then, Alina's identity is also about to come out.

"A blasphemer from the Second Court?"

Antor squinted at Alina and said in an incredulous tone.

The rest of the necromancers also looked at each other and talked in low voices.

Alina kept her head down, unable to see her expression, unwavering by their actions.