From night to dawn, from dawn to this moment. The two high-end undead who are beyond the daytime and taboo www.biquge.info are staging a fierce battle in the valley of Nogo.

Under the sun, it was originally the shadow of the woods, but all this, because of the fierce fighting, has disappeared. The surface of the ground was a mess, with trees sloping horizontally, rocks rolling, and large swaths of fresh, fishy subsoil turned over to the top, as if the entire site had been thoroughly and fiercely plowed by an ancient giant several times.

If Glo were here, he would have spread his legs and run away—because both sides of the battle were Transcendental Realms. At this time, this is the highest level on the continent. In addition to the powerful nobles, royal families, and tribal leaders in the human realm, all of them have reached this level with the famous figures of each faction.

After the earth-shattering blow, except for the black smoke, the earth trembled throughout the valley. The animals of the woods, spotted deer, gray wolves, guinea pigs and hares hiding in caves, fled in all directions, as if they had suffered a great calamity.

"Knight of the Broken Sword" Stuart leaned against a thick stump with a broken trunk and uneven sections, but at this time, he no longer had his original elegance and calmness, his handsome face was covered with wisps of smoke, and the delicate and beautiful silver armor had also been damaged by the high-intensity, repeated impact - the right arm, shoulder, chest and abdomen, the side parts of the armor with demonic patterns had long since disappeared, and a large area of blue-gray and lifeless skin like a stone was exposed.

In front of him, less than twenty meters away, the lich was half-crouching, almost kneeling on the ground, but his thin arms were still holding the staff, stubbornly supporting.

"Heh--the executioner of the Council of the Dead, Diel's strongest [Dread Knight], it's nothing more than that-ahem!"

The red soul fire had dimmed a little, but Spike's hoarse, dry throat smirked, "That's it, that's—"

Fighting his spirits, the obscure syllables were sung again, and a three-meter-long, white, sharp bone spear rose from the tip of his staff, pointing at Stuart Spike's mana was almost dry, but he knew very well that if he couldn't completely knock out his opponent, then the outcome would not change anything.

His gaze was cold, staring at the [Dread Knight] in front of him. Just now, the strongest blow he had at this stage of strength, [Supernova Blast], an advanced version of [Frost Nova], that he had carefully arranged, accurately hit Stuart. Judging from the current situation, the results are very good.

According to the memories of the past, in the entire Council of the Dead, in terms of pure strength, the "Broken Sword Knight" Stuart definitely belongs to the top three existences. And he's barely good enough to be in the middle of the game, and he can fight for several hours and achieve such results, and Spike is very happy with his performance.

The incantation of the [Bone Spear Technique] had been chanted, and the tip of the cold spear began to spin faster, stirring the dusty air-

Glo looked at Stone's broad back, and from the vibration of the air, he also felt the surging energy—this energy was so cold that it gave people a tremor that almost penetrated the depths of their souls. In the game of his previous life, Glo had felt this way many times, and he knew that it was the power of the natural disaster, and the dead of Dir had come to the earthly world.

The direction of the black smoke!

Glo looked up at the sky, his always calm face suddenly changed, although he quickly returned to his usual look, but his heart had already made waves!

- The direction of the black smoke is the same way he left the uninhabited village full of necromantic power and came to the small town of White Stone.

The otaku's always comfortable temperament was forgotten at this moment, and various pictures flashed through his mind, as if the strings of a certain movement were plucked in his heart, and it seemed that fate was guiding him in the dark, and Glo hurriedly said goodbye to Ewen and Xiaoshi beside him, and ran towards the intersection of the town.

In the middle of the valley, the battle raged again in the sparse woods, and two figures were still chasing, one was a knight covered in mud and wriveling, and the other was a lich who was in a state of limbo, with a tattered cloak and exposed bones. The lich casts longer and longer intervals, and more often than not, they are engaged in a wrestling with the knights with ugly and ugly undead summons.

"Spike, are you really going to be so insistent?"

Swinging his sword and slicing a carrion golem in half, Stuart's face remained calm, and he asked the lich beside him. Far from being as smooth as he had hoped, and even more than anyone expected, there was only one explanation for the situation, and Spike, who had been expelled from Diel, had grown stronger in the years.

However, Spike of this caliber is still not enough to beat him.

The plethora of ghouls, carrion golems, and an obsidian golem bought the lich time to regain its mana, and once again and like a symphony conductor, the lich chanted a series of long, rhythmic syllables.

"Spike!"

"What's wrong? Warden, do you feel good? ”

"Using the power of the Scourge without any scruples, aren't you worried about the Holy Radiance Church?"

"Oh - just those stupid people with rusty heads......"

[Supernova Blast], Stuart hears Spike's spell and quickly judges the spell. However, he could only smile helplessly, aging, illness, sluggishness, freezing, all kinds of negative curses hung on his body, making his steps difficult and difficult to dodge. Moreover, this kind of high-end spell that is unique to [Lich] and complex does not have an obvious trajectory, and Stuart can only choose to carry it hard.

Click――

Azure frost spread in front of his eyes, from his arms to his shoulders, from his abdomen to his torso, from the soles of his feet to his waist, Stuart's tall body of more than two meters tall was wrapped in frost that emitted a thick white mist, his gray eyebrows were covered with white powder, and his face gradually stiffened—a stumbling stagger, and Stuart fell to the ground under the impact of this cold spell power.

"Rigid and pedantic, inflexible Stuart, in this case, are you still unwilling to completely let go of your power?"

The lich smiled, and the soul fire jumped happily, admiring the masterpiece of the [Supernova Blast]. After seeing that the figure of the [Dread Knight] had fallen for a long time and still did not move, he did not take advantage of the victory to chase and run to mend the knife, tightened the tattered cloak that was leaking everywhere, staggered, and turned around and left step by step.