However, a long sword stood in front of Pisas, and Thassarian took advantage of Voldan's attention to be attracted to them, and secretly climbed the rock wall to get close to the top of Voldan's head.

In fact, Thassarian can watch these druids do his work, but the powerful green energy makes Thassarian have to choose to stop these druids, because he needs Waldan to pollute the underground water source under the cliff, and he is afraid that if these druids' plan succeeds, those natural forces will quickly purify Waldan's corpse, causing his master's plan to fail again.

That would also be the end of his life!

"Get out of here, undead!" Not expecting Thassarian to appear here at all, Pisas could only subconsciously use a round shield to protect his vital points, and forced Thassarian back with an axe.

Colebrien, who had transformed into a giant wind snake, had completely transformed into a beast, frantically biting at Waldan's body, injecting a large amount of venom into those strange pieces of flesh, large swaths of flesh turning dark and bursting, but there were always new pieces of flesh growing and filling at a staggering rate.

Obviously, Pisas could no longer count on Cowbrien to continue to help him, and he could only rely on his own strength to fight the undead in front of him.

A touch of green hovered over Pisas's short axe, as a warrior, Pisas's will was stronger than that of Cowbrien, and therefore less corrupted by the dark forces, which allowed him to retain more sanity and use more of his druid's spells, but he was not a powerful druid himself, and many spells were not learned at all, which once made him doubt the path he chose.

But now he is very glad for this, if he is just a druid now, he can't fight against Thassarian at all, the strength of the druids is variety, in other words, the panacea, relying on the help of natural forces, the druids can always find the right ability in their own spell list. On the other hand, however, druids can also be considered to be popular characters, their bodies are not as strong as warriors, they provide adequate protection for their teammates, their spells are not as deadly as mages and bring terrible deaths to their enemies, and the forces of nature they use are not like the priest's light spells, which can quickly heal wounds and save their companions from the pain.

Pisas is glad that he hasn't given up on his former warrior class, which prevents him from using many of his druid spells, but it also gives him the strength to fight Thassarian now.

The attack with the natural force made Thassarian have to choose to deal with it carefully, for the undead, the power of light and fire is the most annoying, but the natural force is not much better, even if those natural forces in Pissarian's body cannot cause fatal damage to himself at all, but it is enough to affect his soul fire. In battle, the slightest disadvantage can have terrible consequences.

A bone shield blocked Pisas's attack, and Thassarian's sword flicked upward, forcing Pisas to abandon his intention to use the shield, and the round shield returned to his chest, where he once again unleashed a short slash with his short axe.

Compared to other types of weapons, the attack of the axe can be said to be quite simple, that is, all kinds of chopping, horizontal chopping, vertical chopping, diagonal chopping, or turning around and slashing again, anyway, chopping and chopping, knowing to chop the enemy down, chop to death, chop into pieces. It's brutal, but it's effective.

As a heroic elf, Pisas traveled abroad in his early years, and developed the skills of a warrior as a mercenary, which made him look much stronger than the other elves, which made it difficult for him to fit in with his fellow citizens. But he didn't care, the elves followed the customs of the ancient elven empire and made these long-eared people like elegance and refinement, but Pisas always believed that strength was the premise of all this!

The hatchet was wielded by Pisas, and the elf even forced Thassarian to take several steps back in a mere confrontation of strength, much to Thassarian's displeasure.

But there was another thing that satisfied Sassarian. The green beam from the circle finally showed a significant decline after brutally breaking through dozens of shields, his energy concentration was decreasing, and the time to break the shield was increasing, even if it was only from a tenth of a second to a tenth of a second, but this was a very obvious signal.

Sasarian noticed the problem, as did Pisas, who chose to retreat and defend with a feint of a slash, and immediately rolled close to the center of Voldan's head, where a hole the size of an egg appeared, which looked out of place with the strange organization around him, and Pisas could even feel a faint force of nature from the hole.

There is no doubt that Waldan, who has lived underground for tens of thousands of years, chose to hide the core under his skin, because he did not need to be exposed to the sun, which caused the growing bark to cover the core firmly, and finally formed the appearance of the core.

"Cow Brien!" Pisas roared at the mad Wind Serpent, and slashed down the hole with his axe.

Relying on the last wisp of humanity, the king of fangs, Cobryen, finally responded to Pisas's call, and the huge wind snake jumped in front of Thassarian at a speed that did not fit its size, and the thick snake tail swept away, forcing Thassarian to choose to dodge.

With Cobryen buying time for himself, Pisas dug open the hole with both hands and feet, ignoring the eerie, fibrous yet muscle-beating tissues around him, and slashed his axe at the heart of the Treant that was almost completely infected with the rich ink.

One, two, three! Regardless of the huge anti-shock force from his hand, Pisas destroyed the core of the tree man without distraction, but the core was not damaged in the slightest, and the natural energy stimulated by the array became weaker and weaker, Pisas gritted his teeth, and his eyes glowed with red.

The erosion of darkness gave him the ability to resemble a berserker, his muscles bulging under Pisas's unconscious control, his veins wriggling and twisting under his skin like earthworms, and with a wild roar, with an indomitable momentum and full body strength, Pisas slashed down the short axe in his hand.

Click!

The inky core finally cracked a crack.

However, before Pisas could be happy, the black liquid gushing out of the crack suddenly wrapped Pisas in its entirety, as if the liquid with self-consciousness had found an outlet, broke away from the shackles of the core, and attached to Pisas's body to form a pitch-black liquid humanoid.

The sudden change made Sasarian feel an inexplicable threat, and he immediately jumped back, but Cobline, who turned into a wind snake, took a step slow because his back was on Pisas, and his long tail was contaminated with the black liquid that kept gushing out, and the black liquid that looked like viscous oil had a great stickiness, so that Coblane couldn't break free for a while, and could only watch the black liquid spread towards his body.

"Cow Brien! Pisas! Anna Kordra, who controlled the circle, finally discovered the abnormality on the top of Waldan's head, she never thought that such a thing would happen, weighing the pros and cons, the female druid bit her tongue and used her life force to reactivate the last trace of power of the circle, and the eight fanged druids who stood around the circle to assist in casting spells quickly aged and died under this extraction, relying on the life force extracted from these extractions, the green energy that had begun to become thin became rich again.

Enduring the dizziness and weakness caused by the extraction of her life force, Anna Kordella turned her hands and controlled the green beam to deflect at an angle, grazing the edge of the shield and shooting it towards the top of Waldan's head, and the powerful natural energy struck on the black liquid that enveloped Pisas with a clattering sound.

As if sensing the threat to his life, the black liquid stopped devouring Cowbrien, concentrating its strength to defend against the bombardment of the green beam, and at the same time, the black liquid gushing out of the core also sped up, as if to replenish the losses consumed.

However, after all, it was the natural power that Anna had drawn from the depths of the entire Wailing Cave, and this power was so powerful that it was obviously not easy to deal with for the black liquid that had just escaped, and under the illumination of the green beam, the black liquid quickly evaporated and disappeared, gradually revealing the Pisas that was encased.

The heroic druid could no longer see the full human form at this time, the original slightly purple skin had been completely corroded, revealing terrifying muscles, and his eyes had also turned into two hollows, and the eyeballs inside were obviously digested by the same black liquid as the skin.

But the strong will remained in this body, and the moment he felt the surface of his body come into contact with the air, Pisas used the short axe in his hand to deliver a violent blow to the black liquid, blocking the gushing of the black liquid with the last of his strength.

It was only a little bit of time, maybe less than half a second, but it was enough for the green beam to break through the black liquid's defenses and shine on Pisas's body, and at the same time, Cobryne, who had finally pulled his tail out of the black liquid's erosion, pulled Pisas out of the black liquid package with lightning speed.

Having lost its attachment to its target, the black liquid could no longer maintain its human form, and as it continued to erupt, the sticky things formed a pile of slime in place, looking no different from the ooze monsters that can be found everywhere in the Wailing Caverns.

But Pisas's terrible injuries were a testament to the horror of the black ooze monster.

Just when everyone thought that they were temporarily out of trouble, there was no threat from the green beam, and Waldan also began to move again. He raised his huge palm, and the thick vines hung like a giant net over everyone's heads, even Thassarian.

The circle could no longer sustain the existence of the beam, and as the last rays of green light disappeared, the circle at Anna Kodela's feet also ignited, and the juice and bone fragments of herbs quickly turned into the tiniest elemental particles under this magical flame, leaving Anna to fall to the ground in despair due to the massive extraction of her life force.

"That'...... That's not ...... Not the core! Pisas, who had been rescued by Cowbrien, said in a muffled voice, his throat had been corroded by the black liquid with a finger-thick hole, which made him unable to control his voice well, "We...... We unleashed ...... A demon! ”

"You're right! After decades of waiting, my plan finally succeeded! A flirtatious voice suddenly echoed throughout the space, and with the appearance of this voice, the vines that were about to fall stopped moving, and even the black liquid shrank into a ball, as if afraid of something.

As the only complete combat force left on the scene, Thassarian used his long sword to guard against attacks that could come from any direction: "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, undead! Although your appearance was a bit unexpected to me, it looks like it turned out pretty well! Said in a light voice, teasing Sassarian's efforts and struggle, "If it weren't for you, these idiots probably wouldn't have broken through that core like this, and I wouldn't have been able to obtain the power from the abyss!" ”

"Are you...... You're from Nightmares...... Demon! Pisas stared his hollow eyes at the towering crest of the Eternal Cliff, as if the owner of the voice was hiding in the darkness, "Miklash, Lord of Nightmares! ”

After a few seconds of silence, the voice sneered sarcastically: "It seems that the loss of your eyes has given you better perception, and you are worthy of being the prey that has resisted my power for the longest time." ”

The appearance of Miklash, the Lord of Nightmares, gave Cobrien a brief moment of lucidity, and the giant wind snake spat out, "It's you!" It was you who induced me in my dream and told me the way to wake up the teacher, and it was all your conspiracy! ”

"Of course! Decades ago, your teacher Nalarex opened the door to the Emerald Dream, and I was bound by the Green Dragon Queen in the Emerald Dream Realm and finally found my chance to break free from the cage by the hands of that stupid Great Druid, but I was trapped in his dream again! "But he underestimated my power, I am the Lord of Nightmares, and no one is better at using dreams than I am!" ”

"So you used the teacher's dreams to spread the dark power into the hearts of every druid, eroding our bodies and minds! You want to use our power to help you out of trouble! ”

"Out of trouble? Hahaha, I'm out of the woods a long time ago! Every nightmare you've had since you been corrupted by the darkness is my territory, and Nalarex can't restrain me at all! But I also want to thank him, because it is because of him that I discovered that there is a terrible force in this place! And now, the power of the abyss, which has been purified by this damn tree man for tens of thousands of years, will finally become one with me! ”

Cow Brien...... Deter...... Stop him! No...... Can't let him ......," said Pisas as he struggled to get up on top of Waldan's head, "this is ...... Come from...... ...... of the World Tree Residue, yes...... ...... of the Abyss Resound! Waldan ...... With your own ...... Life...... Sealed...... Tens of thousands of years! ”

"It's too late! Hahaha, it's too late! The Lord of Nightmares rushed down from the top of the dark rock with a wild laugh, it was a large group of black bats, bats that could be seen everywhere in the Wailing Cave, and no one expected that these inconspicuous little things were actually the body of Miklash, the Lord of Nightmares, on which he lived.

The swarm of bats that flew down threw themselves into the arms of the black liquid like moths to a fire, swallowed and digested by this terrible force from the abyss, and when the last bat disappeared, the black ooze monster slowly coalesced into a handsome human form.

A humanoid that looks like a vampire.

"I can feel the power! That's great! What a wonderful feeling! The Lord of Nightmares, who reshaped his body, rejoiced at the power stirring in his body, "As a token of my gratitude, I have decided to make you my dependents, the dependents of the Nightmare God!" Oh, how merciful I am! ”