Marian looked at the struggling female elf with interest, and said to the male elf mage at her feet: "Uraki, you say, how can there be such a stupid creature, obviously he is going to die, and he still exudes strong malice towards his own kind. ”

The elven mage Uraki stood up and said respectfully to Marian: "Respected soul calamity, please forgive me for being rude to such stupid people, the prosperity of the world has blinded their eyes, so that they cannot see the truth of this world, only a quiet death can give us enough time to reach the peak of power and become the master of power." ”

"Take off your hood." Marian said.

Uraki nodded yes, his hands raised and gently removed the mage hood he was wearing on his head, revealing his face hidden under the hood.

I saw that his face no longer had the ruddy color of the living, but a strange leaden gray, the two eyeballs had become cloudy, showing a gray and dead color, and the left chin had festered out of a large hole, and maggots the size of rice grains could be faintly seen shuttling back and forth in the rotten flesh that exuded green, and it was obvious that Uraki had become a dead spirit.

At the moment, the rotten flesh on Uraki's body still exists, and after a while, the rotten flesh on his body will rot and fall, and a lich who is good at spells will be officially born.

The female elf's face gradually turned purple, and the struggling movements gradually decreased, and soon, with a slight tremor of the whole body, the female elf's body gradually relaxed, and it was soft on the black humanoid's hand, and the magic torrent in the body gradually subsided, slowly flying from the surface of the body into the surrounding air, obviously the female elf had been strangled to death by the black humanoid, but without Marian's order, the black humanoid still pinched the female elf's neck and did not let go.

Marian walked closer, dragged the crystal ball in his left hand, opened his right hand to the head of the female elf, and recited a strange and blasphemous incantation in his mouth, as the incantation progressed, a trace of strange black power poured out from Marian's right hand, turning into several chain-like strange things and hanging straight into the female elf's head, and then the chains were suddenly straightened, and under the effect of Marian, a white soul was pulled out of the female elf's head by him with black chains.

The white soul was like a white mist that kept rolling back and forth in the encirclement formed by the chains, and the faces of the female elves could be faintly seen in the mist, constantly cursing at Marian and Uraki.

Marian smiled slightly, the female elf in the soul state was as weak as a baby in front of him, a blue energy flame suddenly generated from the palm of Marian's right hand, and slowly fell towards the female elf's soul, this temperatureless blue energy flame seemed to be a demonic flame that could burn everything in the eyes of the female elf's soul, and she fled back in a panic, but the black chain trap laid by Marian trapped her deadly, unable to break free, when the blue flame touched the female elf's soul, the moment A loud wail came from the female elf's soul, and the whole soul instantly burned like flammable fire oil, and in the flames, the misty female elf soul writhed back and forth, and then quietly did not move.

This soul-level wail could only be heard by Marian and Uraki in front of her, and in the face of the quietly burning soul, Marian withdrew the black chains that wrapped around her, and quietly waited for the follow-up.

Soon the blue flame began to fade slowly, and finally when the whole flame turned pale, a will rose from this soul fire, Marian pressed down his right hand with satisfaction, and the soul fire gradually merged into the body of the female elf under his power, and the eyes that were originally like crystal began to show white turbidity, when the turbidity filled the whole eye, and the eyes became cloudy, Marian retracted the black human form, and the female elf's body was just about to fall, so it stopped, The scattered magic power still converged back into the body, and after moving her hands and feet, the female elf seemed to be readjusting to her body, and after twisting her wrist twice, the female elf quickly knelt on one knee and said to Marian: "Respected soul calamity, Drahim offers you the most precious loyalty. ”

Uraki stood at Marion's side, looking at his companion who had been assimilated into necromancers, his cloudy white eyes glowing inexplicably.

Immediately, as if sensing something, a ball of pure magical power flew out of the crystal ball and disappeared into the void in front of her.

In the Elven Palace, Angarud slammed the armrest next to the seat, in the water mirror, he saw Marian's means, which made him very angry, and suddenly the water mirror began to shake violently, like a wave that vibrated the elf mage who maintained the water mirror, and a beam of pure magical energy suddenly drilled out of the water mirror, and flew straight towards Angarud.

All this happened extremely fast, but Angarud was not a mediocre person in the end, and his right hand quickly pulled out the sword on his waist: Scarlet Flame, and swung it vigorously in front of him, a piece of flame sword qi collided with this pure power in mid-air, and the elven mages on both sides quickly struck, building layers of protection where the two forces collided, limiting the power of the explosion to a point in space, and then dissipating.

"Pass the order, the defense circle retreats, the moon guards are all dispatched to help the front line, mobilize the alchemists in the city to go to the place where the roots of the World Tree are located, and join the Moon Sacrifice to heal the strange black mud attached to the roots of the World Tree, be sure to hurry! Ladies and gentlemen! Straighten out your armor and weapons, and go with me when necessary! The order came out of Angarud's mouth one by one, his expression was serious, but it was as if Zhizhu was in his hand, at this time he couldn't show anything wrong, and he couldn't even show the slightest worry about his sister, as the king of the elves, anyone can panic but he can't, Angarud took a deep breath and held the hilt of the scarlet flame hard.

In the forest, Roy followed Sliga and Fabian cautiously forward, not long ago, they had already encountered three waves of necromantic soldiers, but they didn't even see a warrior of the elf clan, which made Sliga a little worried, three steps and two steps up the canopy, put his hand to his mouth and blew a loud whistle, this is a common method for elves to confirm each other's positions, but there has been no echo for a while, which makes Sliga feel worried, this is already very close to the frontal battlefield, Where are the elves who are resisting?

Just as she was about to come down from the tree, she heard an extremely clear whistle coming from the southwest, which made Sliga suddenly happy.

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