After the figure in front of him stood still, Lyle finally saw the original blurred face, only to see that under the wide hood, two light green lights, instead of the original eyes, embedded in the empty eye sockets, silently stared at everything in the field.

The body without any flesh and blood brought him an inexplicable majesty, and when he saw the great lord of this form, all the necromancers in the field could feel the fear from the bottom of his heart, as if facing a creature far beyond himself in form, and even his breathing slowed down a lot.

"The body of the lich...... He's so close to a real lich......"

Noticing the state of the Great Lord at this time, Vera seemed to realize something, and the inexplicable emotion in her eyes was even worse, according to Vera's research on necromancy, this form of the Great Lord was already extremely close to the real Lich.

Along with the Great Lord, there was another necromancer, and the black veil completely covered the necromancer's face, making it impossible to see the specific face of the necromancer, only the exposed eyes, which were still clear and clear.

The strong aura exuded by the Great Lord made the creatures in the field can't help but focus all their eyes on him, so that the other figures behind him didn't care at all, and no one knew what the Great Lord would do next.

The oppression from the most fundamental source of death energy makes these necromancers dare not relax in any way, as if as long as they make a little abnormal move, they will incur death, and no one dares to take this risk.

"I believe that all of you who appear here are the best undead lords in Verning, and you have passed the initial test with your own abilities, and instead of becoming a member of the undead creatures, you have become the controllers of these corpse witches, and you have the initial ability."

The Great Lord's words were the first to break the silence in the field, and the originally dull atmosphere seemed to be soothed a lot with his words.

Even so, Lyle still didn't dare to relax in his heart, he knew that the words of the Great Lord now would determine the fate of all the necromancers here, and sure enough, before Lyle could breathe a little, the words of the Great Lord came again.

"As the transformation process continues, the number of undead creatures has grown rapidly, I believe that the realm of Verning can no longer satisfy all the necromancers, and if this continues, I am afraid that there will be a battle between the undead lords, and I have summoned you here to solve this matter."

With the words of the Great Lord, these necromancers finally stopped being silent, and a low whisper spread from among these necromancers, even if they were discussing, these necromancers did not dare to make too obvious sounds.

"I don't know how Lord Rhodes plans to deal with the current problem?"

Lyle followed the prestige, and at this time, the one who took the initiative to ask was Loman, the "heart of the corpse witch" who controlled the number of corpse witches in the entire Vernings, second only to the former Ori.

Like Orry, after obtaining the Witch King, Loman went through many battles and transformed countless creatures to obtain such a number of Witches.

Regarding this point mentioned by the Great Lord, as early as before, Loman had noticed that in order to expand the number of corpse witches, Loman had eliminated a lot of necromancers, and annexed the corpse witches they had transformed, compared to the transformation of ordinary creatures, those weak necromancers were better to deal with, at this time, seeing the Great Lord mention this, Loman immediately asked.

"It's very simple, the necromancer puts aside the internal strife and puts the object of transformation on the creatures of other regions."

The Great Lord, whom Loman called Rod, said this, and there was no emotion in his words.

All the necromancers fell silent at once, and without any doubts, they dared to come out of the mouths of these necromancers. During this period of time, all the necromancers who dared to question the orders of the Great Lord had already explained to the other necromancers with facts the fate of daring to disobey the orders of the Great Lord.

As the necromancer who is most sensitive to death, no one wants to use his life to verify the truth of those rumors.

Seeing that there was no sound of doubt, Rod swept his gaze over the surrounding necromancers with satisfaction, and continued:

"Now you have come to the border of Eli, and beyond the border, there is a land that is richer than Verning, and there are far more creatures in it than you can imagine. What's more, it hasn't yet experienced a necromancer invasion and is enough to satisfy any necromancer's needs. ”

"Putting aside the feud between each other and taking aim at the creatures of the Eri is the best option for you necromancers."

Hearing Rod's words, the necromancer suddenly had a discussion, and there were even some voices of resistance.

"Humph!"

Rod snorted coldly, and a wave of death energy erupted from around him, bursting out in all directions, and the gloomy aura completely enveloped the entire field, as if even the sky was about to darken.

"Do you have any comments?"

All the discordant voices around him completely disappeared at this time, and no necromancer dared to continue to question in this state, and the thoughts that had just risen in his heart were suppressed by absolute strength.

Lyle on the side saw everything in the field in his eyes, for some reason, he always felt that the Great Lord looked at the eyes of other necromancers with deep contempt, even if his whole body was no longer flesh and blood, but this contempt had long been engraved in his bones.

You can't go wrong...... Before becoming a necromancer, Lyle, who lived a life of exile, had felt this kind of contempt from others countless times, especially those who were so-called superiors, and Lyle had already become extremely sensitive to this special emotion.

Lyle originally thought that when he became a necromancer and mastered full power, he would never feel the contempt from others again, but he didn't expect to feel it again at this time, as if the power he mastered was not worth mentioning in front of the great lord.

For a while, looking at the great lord who exuded incomparable power in the field, Lyle had a kind of resistance in his heart, no matter how strong the strength of the big lord was, Lyle could not feel respect for the big lord, at most he was afraid of the strength of the big lord.

Feeling the disrespect for the Great Lord in Lyle's heart, Vera on the side came to him and motioned to him with her eyes, telling him to quickly put away this look of his own, so as not to be punished by the Great Lord.

Lyle was unmoved by Vera's prompt, he wanted to see what the lord planned to do with such a large number of necromancers.