Bloody space.

Just as Thea, the god of decay and depravity, said, now the space of the El Archmage is full of spatial turbulence and singularity vortexes, if it is not a legend, even if the hero high-level steps here, I am afraid that the body will be crushed in an instant.

The battle was over, and the two Sages, Shia and Lyra, only took action to suppress a group of undead souls in the bloody space, while Elder Turce was cleaned up by Ramolek and another Nether Prince.

Elder Demon Kwai is equivalent to a legendary warlock, in fact, when he reaches the legendary realm, as long as he does not transcend into a holy spirit or a demigod, the difference in strength in the fight is not large.

The reason why Legends rarely use each other is that it is difficult to kill each other, and since they cannot destroy the enemy fundamentally, Legends may prefer to focus on other aspects, such as the pursuit of true immortality.

In a rapidly shrinking spatial singularity, Ramolek stood side by side with another Nether Prince, both staring coldly at Tours, who was floating in the turbulence of space and in a state of near death.

“…… You, you ......"

Demon Kui's body knows how miserable it is just by looking at the appearance, a total of four arms have been broken, three of the tails have been amputated, and the part with the poisonous needle has been lost, and I don't know where it has drifted to the Star Boundary.

The huge mouth of the round grinding disc continued to ooze blue viscous blood, and the weakness of Elder Turce came from the soul level, and even the will fluctuations emitted were so weak that they were almost covered by the spatial turbulence, "How could you possibly find this place......"

"Shall the Holy Coming enter, but we shall not?" Ramolec scoffed.

"The Holy Presence...... I see......"

Turce's will fluctuated slightly, and then turned cold and vicious. "It must be the priest! Guardian! ”

"The group of people in the Relic Shield are already my followers, although I have not forced their clerics to completely renounce their past beliefs and immediately abandon their divine arts. But the faith of the priests is drifting away from me......"

"Tours, you are very ambitious, I admit that if you give you some more time, you may not be able to light the divine fire." In the enclosed space, Ramolek did not hide his hatred for the Demon Sunflower Clan, and laughed loudly, "It's a pity. Bloody Space is your best shelter, but it also restricts your means of escape. ”

"Your soul will never escape here unless you die!"

"yes. Unless it's a dead ......," Mokwai Turce muttered, the soul fire seemingly to be blown out by the spatial turbulence at any moment.

"Don't pretend."

Another Yin Soul Prince, who had always been silent, suddenly said in a cold voice, "You want to keep the last trace of soul power and leave the flame of resurrection? Hum. It's been too long to be comfortable in this separate space. Your sense of danger has finally deteriorated, and you haven't noticed the rot I have quietly planted in your body......"

"I'm infected with necromantic sacs?" The voice of Mokwai Turce finally became completely frightened and desperate.

"[End of the Rotting Sac] (Nine Rings)!"

Then, with a cold voice, he simply recited a few syllable spells, and the demon sunflower body in the spatial turbulence completely lost all vitality.

"His soul was annihilated and could not be resurrected in any way...... Moreover, its corpse has been transformed into an undead creature......" said the Netherworld Prince.

"Then destroy its corpse by the way."

Ramolek raised his hand and pointed. The green ray, which belonged to the dissociation spell, fell on Demon Aoi's corpse in an instant.

Bang. Demon Kui's corpse collapsed in the spatial turbulence.

The two Shadow Princes walked out side by side. The spatial singularity condensed and exploded behind them.

"[Evrasca System Announcement]: Attention, players, a member of the Demon Aoi Elder Church, Elder Turce of Demon Aoi has died, and the army of demon servants under his command has lost its mastermind and has begun to wreak havoc all over the Material Continent, please warriors quickly crusade to protect the peace of the continent!"

A wasteland beyond the twelve mountains of Efraska.

There's just been a fierce team battle here, and spells are scorched everywhere.

The sudden system announcement made the survivors who were cleaning the battlefield look up in amazement in front of the corpses.

"Tours is dead?" Charles looked at the system announcement and sighed.

Malthus walked over with a gloomy face, "The main group of the Glory War Alliance, nineteen people were killed, and the survivors including me were eleven in total, and Gollum and Squirrel were both hanged. ”

"It's about the same as Nodashiel." The Dragonborn Paladin Barraza whispered beside Charles, "We count Charles, there are fourteen people in total, and seven of them are killed, and the mortality rate is exactly half. ”

"Either way, we won." Doreen followed Malthus, her hands on her hips, a sassy smile that was no different from the past, and a little more forced laughter, "The group of people in the Holy Relic Shield is a fundamental group annihilation, worse than us, more than a hundred people are hanging, and some unlucky guys have lost their equipment." ”

The system obviously judged this team battle to be a battle between different factions, so it is normal for the dead to drop equipment.

"Looks like I'm a little late in the fight."

Charles glanced at Nordahir's half-blackened panel ID name, and smiled wryly, "I'm paying too much attention to their commanders. ”

"No, Charles, you're right." Malthus stared at him earnestly, "As long as any of their three commanders survives, the remaining hundred or so members will be a pack of extremely organized hungry wolves, not a flock of sheep that we are chasing and slaughtering. ”

"It's a big win!" Again, Malthus emphasized.

Most of the dead of the two teams were warriors who charged into battle, such as Nordahir, the dwarf warrior Todak, the Goliath warrior 'Clarence', the Aralon fighter 'Cold Moon', the warrior monk 'Zhige', the human paladin 'Night Rain and the wind', the human wanderer 'Fingertip Quicksand' and the elven demon archer 'Oster' were killed.

"Xiao Xuan also hung up?" There was a twinkle of anger in Charles' eyes.

"It's none of my business......"

Takekawa immediately waved his hand to clear his suspicions, "The battle was so chaotic that I was almost killed myself." ”

Ever since he learned that Ren Qingxuan's 'fingertip quicksand' was the sister of his best friend in the game, Charles's attitude towards 'fingertip quicksand' had become a little complicated.

More concerned. But there is also a kind of subconscious alienation.

"I'll leave first, you go ahead and clean up the battlefield, and then go back to the elven city to wait for news from me......," Charles said to Barasa.

Barraza served as the team's third commander and overseer. It can be said that he has all his trust. And these days, since the group activities, Charles has seen the growth of the holy warrior in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if the dwarven warrior Todak hangs back to the temple, Balasa is here, and the team can still run as usual.

After making contact with Thea and Layla in the mage space, Charles disappeared into the wasteland in an instant.

"Teleportation?" The surviving halfling female priest 'aimed' and said with envy: "Lv20 is a semi-exemplary teleportation technique that can only be learned." I'm still 3 levels away. You have to work harder! ”

Hearing this, Malthus and Doreen glanced at each other and smiled bitterly. The two of them have been promoted to v18 though. But compared to that monster, the gap is still too obvious.

"When the official all-region list comes out, that guy will definitely be in the top three of the ranking list!" Takekawa said casually while playing with the dagger.

"Top three!"

Malthus clenched his fists, "Try! Glory League wants to take a place on the team list! ”

"I'll top you!" Doreen grinned and patted the male ticket on the shoulder. Malthus replied with a doting look.

"Oh. My dog's eyes! ”

"Show affection and die quickly."

Not far away, the sound of the players of the Honor Alliance laughing and amusing could be heard.

……

"Unrecognizable."

Charles stood in the bloody arena of great change, his broad left hand and right hand holding a white and soft palm.

"It's a miracle that it's been preserved." Leila said lightly.

"What about the two Shadow Princes?"

"Gone."

"By the way, before they left, they left me a message saying thank you for helping them kill an old enemy." Leila said, and with a flick of the index finger of her other palm, she swiped into the void in front of her, and a black gold heraldic fell into Charles's hand.

"This is the Honorary Citizen Medal of the Ghost City. You've got the approval of the two Shadow Princes to live and study in that city. Leila said.

"If you're going to specialize in a mage of the Shadow School. When I got this medal, I guess I would faint with excitement. Charles shrugged his shoulders and put the black and gold coat of arms under his eyes.

On the front of the coat of arms is the emblem of the Night Lady, a disc with a purple border. On the reverse side is the personal arcane sigil of the Supreme Prince of the Netherworld, Telamante Tanshur

[Honorary Citizen Medal of the Ghost City] (Special)

Type: Special

Quality: Purple, Excellent

Effect:

1. The NPCs of the Netherworld have an amiable attitude.

2. 3 shadow storage spell slots (any spells and magic from one ring to six rings can be stored inside the medal, and can be triggered with a simple command during battle)

Description: This is a black and gold coat of arms that only the twelve Yin Princes are eligible to confer, and it is extremely precious. ”

Well?

Charles's eyes immediately changed.

The first attribute is over, and the second one cannot be ignored by him.

"Isn't this equivalent to my five-ring spell slot, which has gained 3 expansion slots at once?" A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of Charles' mouth.

"In addition, I have handed over 20% of the rights of Harundaz City to them." Leila Road.

"Hmm."

Charles wasn't surprised that what he had promised, especially the fact that it was made to the Netherworld Prince, had never had the slightest thought of repaying his debts.

"Let's go, let's go and count the treasure trove of the bloody space!" Charles tugged at the soft little hands he was holding on his left and right, but found that little Thea, who was surprisingly quiet, was motionless in place.

"Okay."

Seeing the appearance of this goddess with a lively personality and from the chaotic camp, Charles knew that something was wrong with her, so he pulled out his hand and rubbed the blonde hair on the top of Thea's head, "What's wrong with our little goddess." ”

"you!"

Enraged by this childlike tone, Thea raised her leg and kicked Charles' knee, only to crouch down in pain and let out a grunt of dissatisfaction. (To be continued.) )

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