The terrifying beast's body was like a mountain, and the terrifying oppression it exuded was breathless.

Gray flames flowed through its body, and a rich aura of death emanated from its body, there was no doubt that this giant beast was a necromantic creature, and a powerful necromantic monarch, whose strength was beyond his imagination.

Between breaths, a scorching stream of air erupted from its mouth, the heat distorting the air.

Looking around, the Necromantic Behemoth roared in the sky.

"Roar!"

A wave of terrifying aura swept with great coercion, and everywhere the sound went, all the necromantic creatures knelt on the ground, surrendering to the Dead Monarch who seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

However, Kerry was not affected, in his opinion, it should be the palace that absorbed the spiritual attack again, but why did the palace only absorb the spiritual attack?

Kerks's thoughts were mixed, but in the next second, his hair suddenly stood on end all over his body, and a huge sense of crisis enveloped him.

When he looked up, he was terrified, only to see that the terrifying necromantic beast stretched out its giant claws and leaned in the direction where he was, and the gray flames on the huge claws were entwined, obscuring the sky.

Although the necromantic beast was huge, it was not yet close enough to reach a few hundred meters away, but after the giant claw stretched out, the space was distorted, as if it had turned into thin paper, and then folded up, causing the terrifying giant beast to ignore the distance and grab directly into the distance.

Did it find me?

Kerks's face turned pale, and he instinctively wanted to escape, but he found that his body had been imprisoned by a terrifying energy, and he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't mobilize a trace of magical energy, and even his thinking became sluggish.

A flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and he closed his eyes in the face of the terrifying giant claw.

One second, two seconds, three seconds·······

Hey?

Realizing that he was still unharmed, Kerry opened his eyes in shock, only to find that the giant claw had not grasped him, but had stopped some distance from him, and then grabbed a handful of the necromantic creature that was kneeling on the ground, and put it in his mouth.

"Quack"

With the creepy chewing sound, one necromantic creature after another was swallowed by the necromantic behemoth, and with each undead creature devoured, the breath on the necromantic behemoth's body became stronger.

In the end, it seemed that the speed was too slow, and the necromantic beast directly raised its head to the sky and opened its bloody mouth, and a huge suction force came out of it, and countless necromantic creatures were swept into the sky one after another, and then the body became fragmented and swallowed by the giant beast.

I don't know how long it took, but the necromantic beast seemed to have eaten enough, burped, and then roared in the sky, and the gray flames surged up on itself, reaching into the sky.

At this time, the terrifying energy that locked on his body finally disappeared, and Kerx regained his mobility.

He fled backwards without hesitation, not daring to stay here any longer, otherwise, he might be thrown into his mouth and eaten by the other party at some point.

As he galloped, Fox glanced back, but suddenly stopped.

In the distance, the necromantic beast stopped roaring and became quiet, but above the shoulder of the necromantic beast, it seemed that a human was standing?

Fox rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

By the time he looked closer, the figure had vanished, and the necromantic beast had jumped into the pit, the gray flames on the ground surging and retreating back into the ground.

The cracks gradually closed, the swath of the earth slowly returned to its original state, and the necromantic creature rose again and walked away with stiff steps.

All traces were erased, as if everything that had happened before was just a dream.

But Kerr was well aware of what had just happened here.

The inexplicable attraction, the scene of the sky falling apart, the terrifying necromantic behemoth, and the suspicious human figure on the necromantic behemoth.

All of this, like a boulder, weighed on Kerks' heart, casting a terrible shadow over it.

"Did I really read it wrong··········

Fox muttered as he looked at where the Necro Behemoth had appeared.

—

At night, instead of cultivating, he was constantly thinking about what had happened before.

Necromantic Plains, how did it come to be?

Looking at the previous situation, it was as if all the necromantic creatures were carefully prepared food for it.

A terrifying thought crossed his mind·····

Could it be that the entire Necromantic Great Plains exists to cultivate that Necromantic Behemoth?

He shuddered, but he thought of the suspicious human figure he had seen on the giant beast, and he felt that this possibility was not impossible.

However, for so many years, the Red Moon Empire and the Sky Wolf Empire didn't even notice it in the slightest? Or was it that the Necromantic Great Plains was directly the work of the Sky Wolf Empire or the Red Moon Empire?

No, it shouldn't be the Red Moon Empire, otherwise how could the Dark Ministry send itself across the Necromantic Great Plains and infiltrate the Sky Wolf Empire?

Or is it that the person in charge of it can easily sense the outside world and then calmly cover everything up, only to discover it because he has the Ring of Secrets?

Thoughts intertwined in his head, and Fox felt like his head was about to explode.

Do you want to go back and report this to the Shadows first?

I'm afraid that what is involved in this matter will not be simple.

Nexus hesitated.

Then, he entered the palace and said to the empty hall, "Do you know what is going on in the Great Plains of Necromancy?"

"I don't know, because my creator had fallen before that, so I don't have this part of the knowledge. Ariskode reverted to his languid tone.

"So what the hell are you for?"

Nexus was furious again. This guy has a very powerful look in his tone all day long, but he hasn't helped a few times in his business.

"Chat with you to relieve boredom?"

After a long roar of thought, the other party replied.

"Huh!"

Just as he was about to leave the palace, the other party suddenly spoke again.

"But I advise you not to tell anyone else what you have seen. ”

Nexus frowned.

"Why?"

"Why? What if you go back and deliver the news? What did you get by helping the Akatsuki Legion to the end? Your comrades accuse you of your crimes, and the civilians you protect cheer for your death. ”

Ariscott did not answer his question directly, but asked it rhetorically.

Kers' brow furrowed slightly.

"This is different, although I am not the kind of rotten good person who sacrifices himself to save the world, but I will not let this huge hidden danger go unchecked?

"Don't worry, it's far better for you to rot in your stomach than to tell others, not only for you, but for all those around you. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out later. ”

Ariskod added.

And so it is again!

Nex snorted, ignoring the guy who had been talking half the day.

However, although the words were not polite, Fox finally dispelled the idea of going back to deliver the news, and went directly into the purple room to start cultivating.

After all, Ariskode doesn't have any reason to hurt himself, maybe there's really something hidden here.

Ariskod helped Nexus scout for possible dangers in the outside world as he murmured something he couldn't hear, "Relatives and friends·······?" Someday, huh. ”

—

The 5th Division of the Akatsuki Army was stationed.

Inside the tavern, Buton sat alone, drunken and hazy.

There were a lot of empty barrels on the table in front of him, and it was obvious that he had drunk a lot.

But Buton continued to lift a small wooden barrel full of wine, poured it into the glass, and drank it all.

Budon looked a little confused, he had been in such a state of confusion since he attended the trial of Kers, and he did not go to the public execution, because he simply did not have the courage to face Kers.

himself, and one of the murderers who pushed him to the death row.

Briton slammed the glass down and hugged his head.

But what can he do? The Cisse family threatens themselves with their adoptive father and adoptive mother, what can he do with a small first-class magician with average talent?

He had been trying to convince himself like this, but he had not found any redemption in his heart, and instead of standing by his side to help him when he needed him the most, he pushed him hard and made him fall into the abyss.

"Even if you're alone······ Will you stand up and help him?"

Bridon smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's rubbish, it's been like this since I was a kid······· Don't dare to do anything, you can't change anything. ”

Gradually, his consciousness began to blur, and he eventually fell asleep on the table.

—

In the middle of the night, Buton slowly opened his eyes, his brain was groggy, and from time to time there was a tingling pain.

"Hey, I fell asleep. ”

He muttered and staggered to his feet.

The surroundings were still so noisy, even though it was late at night, there were still people drinking freely in the open ring, laughing unbridledly, enjoying the show on stage, and venting the stress of the day.

"Are you awake, sir?"

In his daze, he seemed to see a man in a top hat about fifty years of age sitting in front of him, dressed in a black formal suit meticulously organized, as if he were going to a formal meeting among the nobles, looking out of place in this crude tavern.

Briton's alcohol had not yet slowed down, and he glanced at the man opposite, but in an instant he looked away and got up to leave.

"Sir, it's too rude for someone to greet you and leave without a sound, right?"

The man smiled.

Bridon felt the world spin in front of him, and he came back to his senses and was back in his chair.

At this moment, he broke out in a cold sweat, and the wine woke up in an instant.

Tense, Buton looked at the man opposite him vigilantly, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Just by controlling his own hand silently just now, he can see that the other party's strength is definitely far superior to his own, and he should be a soul magician.

There are many people in the Fifth Division who are stronger than him, but they are all people in the army, and looking at the other party's dress and temperament, it seems that he is not a person in the army, so how did he get in?

"Don't be too nervous, I don't mean anything, on the contrary, I'm here to help you. ”

"Help me, do you think I'll believe a man who has never been masked suddenly says something inexplicable?"

The look of vigilance in Buton's eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Unmasked? No, no, no. The man shook his head with a smile on his face: "We met, don't you remember? ”

"Joseph and Jocelyn's son, dear Buton Ruud. ”