Normally, Sherlock would be in a wilderness of the Shadow Plane with similar topography to the Material Plane, but it was clear that he was in a room right now, and he could see that the color of his eyes was yellow, that meant that this place was not a Shadow Plane.

Either something went wrong when he crossed the plane, causing him to come to this place where he didn't know what to do.

Or, it's all just illusion!

Blue Frog Transformation! Horizon of Truth! Concentrate!

Everything is still the same, nothing has changed, not even those eyes have shaken, and there is still a trace of disgust and helplessness in the looking eyes.

"Meow!" With an indifferent meow, Azusa turned around and walked gracefully towards the only staircase in the room.

Isn't it an illusion, or is the illusion effect too strong?

Sherlock was puzzled, but there was no better choice at the moment, so he transformed into a shadow cat form and followed, firstly to escape when he encountered danger, and secondly, to better communicate with the azusa.

The combat effectiveness of this highly intelligent creature is not very strong, and if you are of the same level, five of them together can't kill one blue-feathered bird snake, but if you talk about intelligence, ten blue-feathered bird snakes can't compare to one azusa.

"Hey, bro, where is this!"

This is his most common greeting form when facing strangers, but for a noble Azusa, this sentence seems a little frivolous.

The black cat who walked up to the top turned his head and looked at it meaningfully, and finally said as if helpless: "My name is Karen Sethlund, and my master asked me to take you up." ”

As soon as he heard the surname Sethlund, Sherlock knew where he was, every cat had the surname of Lord Dusk, and fools knew whose territory it was.

The Gate of Dusk was originally created by the other party, and it was naturally easy to do something when the plane teleported, but I didn't know what the other party was looking for him for.

Although he had the throne of the Dusk Lord in his mind, he was not actually ready to explore the mage tower, after all, the Dusk Lord was no longer the king who loved his people like a son, but an evil lich.

All lichs are evil, and even if a good and upright paladin becomes a lich for some reason, he will gradually fall into the hands of those powerful and evil magic, and their good motives will be corrupted with it.

He may have become a lich during his lifetime to protect the town, but when he becomes an evil lich, the paladin may decide that the best way to "protect" the town is to destroy all the villages, towns, and farms around it.

Of course, you have to say whether there have ever been good lichs in the history of Faeron, just like the good red dragon has always existed.

Sherlock had met Selincy before, she guarded the Comanso Forest for 700 years as an elven lich, and later was regained by the second goddess of magic, Mithra, when the second goddess of magic was founded, and since then she has embarked on the path of immortal Lori.

But let's not talk about this few cases, almost every occurrence can be accompanied by some major events, by the way, the most direct reason for the demise of Mistron is the emergence of a red dragon of the good camp.

"I don't know what the Dusk Lord is looking for me, Miss Karen!" Sherlock will be teleported here, apparently by the lich's handiwork, and this azusa should be the other party's pet or servant.

"You will naturally understand this when you see the master!" The black cat replied and never spoke again.

He should be in the Dusk Lord's mage tower now, and the internal facilities are not much different from the mage tower of ordinary mages, the main difference is in their servants.

As the number of floors increased, Sherlock finally saw various powerful undead creatures such as banshees, witches, vampires, and black knights, as well as shadow creatures such as shadow spirits, ghosts, shades, and night shadows, but all of them maintained a certain amount of respect for Karen, the black cat.

No matter what method one Azusa takes, being able to surpass many powerful creatures proves that the other party is not simple.

As they reached the very top, two shield guards opened the pitch-black door and welcomed them in.

Well, seeing these two large construct beings, Sherlock finally understood how rich this lich was, and this thing definitely swept away all the treasures of the Sethren Valley back then.

In the large room, apart from the flickering lights, there was only a thin figure dressed in magnificence.

The skeletal body, withered muscles clinging to the exposed white bones, eyes long decayed, but the crimson pupils still shimmered with evil light in the hollow eye sockets.

"Nick, it's been almost 100 years, don't you come out to meet old friends?" The Dusk Lord recalled his memories and pretended to say hello.

This usual greeting surprised Sherlock, wasn't Nick dead?

No, although I didn't know how to kill the other party in the first place, unless it was dispelled, ordinary methods could not completely destroy a ghost.

Could it be that Nick has been resurrected and has been living on his body ever since?

"Forget, you're living on a flower right now."

Before Sherlock could ponder the mystery of the words, a spell energy shot at him.

System Prompt: You are under the influence of a dominant human, and your perception judgment has failed, and you have lost control of your body.

Domination of Humans is a spell that is extremely demanding in terms of judgment, and can theoretically control the target creature to do anything, but in practice, it is not as effective as the suggestion spell.

Of course, it also depends on who the caster is, this lich has single-handedly withstood the attacks of those Shar believers, and the level has to go up to 80, and it is easy to dominate a level 30 druid.

And his command was not suicide or something like a strong sense of resistance, but just Sherlock summoned the flower leaf to the ground.

When Nick's body floated out of the eternal dream, the mysteries began to be unraveled layer by layer.

"Oh, Mr. Sethlund, I really didn't expect that the good king who had righteously accused me would end up following the same path as me." Nick didn't scream when he saw his old friend and enemy, but mocked in a modest tone.

"Nick, I have to admit that you were right back then, when I faced aging and death, I didn't have the courage or willingness to end my life like this, and transforming into a lich may be the most correct choice I have ever made in my life."

"Yes, the right choice......" Nick, who was originally quite calm, suddenly roared: "It was because of this choice that you killed your magic advisor and best friend, and now you say that it is the right choice." ”