Naturally, Ral was pleased with the new set of swords and shields, and asked Gallo to help give them a new name.

Gallo thought for a moment and casually flipped out two names from his memory.

"It's called 'remorse' and 'exile', right?"

The name sounded unlucky, but Lar didn't dare to object......

And he didn't understand why he had such a name.

Does remorse mean that it makes me reflect on what happened when I fell?

What does exile mean to be in the arms of the past and wander around after falling?

It seems that the king meant that I should always remember the events of the past, which is a spur to me......

Ral made up for it and helped Gallo find an excuse.

After helping Ral prepare his weapons, Gallo awakened the two sleeping angels in the treasury of the kingdom of God and sent them to guard the sinless city and the holy city, respectively.

Of course, it is not like the angel Cross who came directly, but let them stay in the kingdom of God, always pay attention to the situation on both sides, and the unexpected will come immediately.

After being brainwashed, the two angels were left with only obedience to Gallo, so they naturally accepted this task.

Somewhat ironically, the angel Mostima, who was in charge of guarding the city of innocence, happened to be the dark angel Elliott during the previous invasion, and transformed from an invader to a guardian......

Fortunately, he no longer has the memory of doing evil, otherwise it would have been embarrassing......

After arranging this, Gallo took out a small wooden hammer and prepared to attack the land of the dead.

He planned to use the principle of power transmission in the life box, use the power of power, and smash it down with a fierce hammer, while erasing the lich, let the excess power overflow at the same time, and directly smash a gap in the realm of the dead.

But just as he was about to make a move, the Supplicant suddenly contacted him through the angelic rune he had left behind.

The lich actually surrendered?

Certainly not the Lich King Mordo, who is gearing up for a fight with Gallo.

It was the student of the Invoker, Amber the Lich.

At that time, as a communication channel between Garlo and Modo, she naturally knew what the two of them had said, and after the two let go of each other's cruel words, she hurriedly hid under the pretext of preparing for a battle, and contacted her teacher and supplicant.

Although she didn't know how that powerful being would attack the realm of the dead, it must have something to do with her, and there was a high probability that it would make a fuss about her life box......

She didn't think she could survive such a confrontation, it was the existence of a supreme powerhouse who was willing to destroy the lich, and an invincible teacher in the world.

In order to continue to exist, she had to quickly contact her teacher and expressed her willingness to welcome the angel as an internal response, just asking for her life to be spared afterwards.

A creature that has already died once is actually a little more cowardly than ordinary people?

Gallo suddenly felt a little amused, and replied:

"I can give her a chance to give her that rune and let her take it to the realm of the dead to activate."

The angelic rune he had left for the supplicant was engraved on a piece of hard bread, but in fact it was freely transferable, and the reason why he chose this bread was also because there was a trace of his power in the bread, which could make the rune last longer.

Of course, the supplicant was reluctant to give up this piece of bread, and the wisp of holy divine power in it was also something he wanted to study, so according to Garo's arrangement, he found a new piece of energy crystal that was strong enough and large enough, and attached it to the piece of bread.

Gallo was able to teleport, leaving an angelic rune on the crystal as well, and then asked the supplicant to send the crystal into the realm of the dead as soon as possible.

The invoker took a closer look at the beautiful rune sealed in the crystal, and felt the infinite mystery and power emanating from it, only from the appearance of it, it was much better than his own, and it looked a bit like an amber handicraft, crystal clear.

He wanted to take a closer look, but he didn't dare to look more, so he quickly looked away, summoned the magic messenger, and handed it the crystal.

Gallo waited patiently for more than an hour, feeling a slight fluctuation coming from the rune.

"It's now!"

He slammed himself from the throne of the kingdom of God, and spoke aloud:

"This geography should be unobstructed!"

As soon as his words fell, there was a distortion and fluctuation in the space in front of him, revealing a majestic gate out of thin air.

Behind the door, a gray canopy could already be seen.

At the same time, a crack appeared in the eternally dim sky of the realm of the dead, and a large dazzling and dazzling light poured out from it.

The entire space trembled slightly because of this small rift, and countless undead creatures involuntarily looked up at the light in the sky.

The moment they looked directly at the light, their bodies reacted differently at the same time, and the skeleton soldiers began to stagger, and after a few moments, they scattered into broken bones on the ground; Creatures such as ghosts and ghosts grew fainter and faded into the air.

Even those powerful death knights began to cover their heads and struggle in pain after seeing the light.

There are quite a few lichs who have lost control of a large number of necromantic creatures under their command at this moment.

But they themselves are not happy, but anyone who has looked directly at that light, the green soul fire in the eye sockets is beating wildly, and the soul has suffered different degrees of damage, and the longer they look at it, the higher the damage they will receive.

Only the two-and-five-boy lich Ambell, who kept her head down from beginning to end, did not dare to look up.

She quickly hid the angelic rune carefully, and then took a few of her most proud bone dragons to hide in her own underground tomb, and let the remaining necromantic creatures directly fill the entrance to the tomb and bury herself.

Until the dust settles, she won't come out when she dies inside.

The Lich King Modor relied on his control of the realm of the dead, immune to a certain degree of soul damage, and could observe the scene for the time being.

He immediately raised the scepter in his hand and pointed at the sky.

The gray mist under his control in the canopy swarmed towards the gap, trying to fill it.

Compared to the surging mist, the light was very weak, and it seemed that it would be completely swallowed up in the next second.

However, it continued to shine like a lighthouse in the mist, and no matter how much fog poured in, it did not dim it for half a minute.

The Lich King did not give up and continued to mobilize the power of the realm of the dead in an attempt to close the gap.

But this kind of behavior, like betting on a dog to make up for the sky, is meaningless, more gray fog surged up, and then disappeared directly into the light, failing to set off any waves.

At this moment, the Lich King also realized the seriousness of the problem, that rift and that glimmer of light were obviously an extremely high-level power, although it looked very weak, but the level was much higher than the power of the realm of the dead, and it was completely impossible to compete with it.

The light became brighter, and faintly, two figures were slowly taking shape.

So Modo hurriedly opened his mouth and issued an order to all the lichs to mobilize their necromantic legions and prepare for a bloody battle with the enemy.

Although this metaphor was conveyed, it did not get much response.

A significant number of the lichs have yet to recover from their previous soul wounds, and the few who haven't looked directly at the light are busy cleaning up the runaway necromantic creatures under their command.

Modo obviously didn't expect that the opponent's first wave of attack would come so suddenly and so strangely, and he would suffer heavy losses just by looking at his face......

The lichs couldn't even observe the battle, they were like blind men.

In fact, even Modo himself is constantly suffering from the damage of that light to his soul, he is just relying on the protection of the kingdom of the dead to hold on longer.

But he immediately felt that the light was fighting with him for control of the realm of the dead, and the power of the kingdom was rapidly slipping away from his hands.

The light in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the gray fog around it became darker and darker.

It seems that the 'destruction' that the other party said before is not a joke.

But now, he has no room to retreat, so he can only go all out.

But he himself didn't know how to resist this force.

He dispatched his Bone Dragons and ordered them to meet the incoming foe without looking directly at the light.

But in that light, a puppet-like thing flew out.

The soul fire in Modo's eyes flickered slightly, obviously he didn't expect that this terrifying existence that threatened to destroy this place would have such a funny appearance?

The appearance of this puppet looks simple and cute, and there does not seem to be any power fluctuation or aura on its body.

But there was a set of swords and shields floating around it, several circles larger than his body.

The blue long sword floating in the air seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and swung at the more than ten skull dragons that pounced on it at will.

Wisps of white holy flames suddenly appeared on the bone dragon's body, and its huge body was ignited into torches in an instant, and after a second, it was completely wiped out.

Immediately afterward, the long sword swept lightly towards the various necromantic creatures on the ground.

I saw pillars of light pierce through the gray fog in the sky one after another, descend on the ground, and sweep around the ground like a rock and roll.

The area it crossed was all invaded by the powerful holy divine power in it, and those necromantic creatures only got a little closer, and they instantly turned into puffs of green smoke.

The Death Knight, a more powerful necromantic creature, can hold on for an extra second or two, allowing the lich to see how their figures gradually dissolve under the illumination of the pillar of light.

Many lichs recognized that the pillars of light that were shooting wildly were a divine skill, and it was a very high-ranking divine skill.

Divine magic and necromancy were originally supposed to be a situation of mutual restraint, and if one side was stronger, it would form an overwhelming advantage over the other.

However, this is the realm of the dead, and the evil magic has a natural huge increase here, and the magic will be completely suppressed by the environment of the kingdom, and it should not be able to be released at all.

But the other party not only released it, but also cast a very high-level magic spell, forming an absolute crushing effect on his own side.

Even the most dull lich understands the seriousness of the problem at hand—the realm of the dead is going bad!

This means that the Lich King is gradually losing control of this place.

So these lichs, with an average age of hundreds and a thousand years old, who have lived from ancient times to the present, immediately made the wisest and most correct decision.

They began to use all kinds of means to try to escape!

In the past, escaping would have been easier for them, and they would only need to transfer their souls to a deeply buried life box in this world to successfully escape the danger of death.

But since Modo gave the order to recycle the life box, they no longer have any life boxes scattered outside.

This has led to the lichs habitually initiating soul transfers, only to move back and forth, finding themselves still in place......

If it weren't for the fact that they had been dead for too long, they would have wanted to cry......

This can be regarded as a real desire to cry without tears, right?

On the intruder's side, Gallo's figure hid in the light in the sky, touched his chin, and muttered in a low voice:

"Hmm...... That's pretty much it, the power of power has begun to control this place to a large extent, and it will soon change hands. ”

This time, he did not transform into an angel, but directly used his power in a mortal body to start a battle with the Lich King.

In this case, his control and use of power is naturally not as strong as that in the angel form, so the process of fighting for control will seem much slower, and it will take a lot of extra effort, so that he needs Lal to help resist the harassment of the other party.

If it were the same as when he fought for the kingdom of God with Visa, then this duel might be over soon.

It's just that Gallo thinks that if he can not use the angel form, he should try not to use it, which will be more conducive to the recovery of the state.

So Modo's situation looks a little better, at least for a while.

But even in his human state, with a higher level of power and a deeper understanding of concepts such as power and the kingdom of God, Modo was no match for him.

After all, he is only a demigod-level lich, and his level is still a little worse, even if he has controlled the realm of the dead for so long, he has never been able to take that crucial step, even if he has racked his brains, but his control over the realm of the dead is not strong enough.

If the Grim Reaper of the year was still there, Gallo would not have been able to win so easily.

For the power and control of the kingdom of God, it is obviously useless to rely only on time and proficiency, if you can't comprehend the authority, and if you can't take the last step, after all, you will still be a child driving a big car, and all kinds of instability.

After all, things like personality and level are still above strength and skill.