In an instant, the serrated heavy sword slashed through the infernal black flames with the chilling death freeze, and the blade was pointed directly at Moriarty. At the same time, the Ghost Dragon Emissary also spat out a thick cone-shaped death breath, and it penetrated into the black flame along the crack split by Lotrigo, heading towards the target's hood.

Seeing this, Moriarty still rushed forward, as if completely ignoring the sword and dragon's breath.

"Ha, perish!"

In the next second, the sawtooth heavy sword and the bone dragon breath hit the target at the same time, and Lotrigo immediately burst into laughter.

But before the shrill laughter could be fully raised, Moriarty's figure suddenly shattered like a thin layer of glass, transforming into a crystal-like shard.

At the same time, the surrounding black flames suddenly rose up, like a gluttonous monster, "swallowing" all the necromantic saint warriors and the ghost dragon messengers in one gulp.

"What? Is that an apparition, or an afterimage!? ”

On the ground, looking at Lotrigo who was suddenly overwhelmed by the flames of hell in the air, the undead powerhouses couldn't help but be in an uproar.

It stands to reason that ordinary spell phantoms or afterimages should not be able to hide their eyes. However, until "Moriarty" was inexplicably smashed to pieces, they, like Lotrigo, thought it was the real thing. But in fact, everyone looked away, which really made Dejia's strong man suspicious.

Among them, the face of the death preacher is particularly ugly.

"Boom!"

The next moment, above the arena, a huge ball of hellfire suddenly spiraled up, turning into an upward black flame tornado, as if some unknown accelerant had been thrown into it.

Before the undead extremists could see what was going on inside the Black Flame, suddenly, another sharp fluctuation that seemed to be able to cut human hair shot out from within the Hellfire Mass in an instant, sweeping through the entire world at once, and even piercing the Rivalry Enchantment cast by the Lord of Amun. The undead powerhouses who watched the battle had the illusion of a sharp blade, and even burst out of the power of the realm under pressure, showing a posture of full combat readiness.

"This is..."

At this moment, even the Lord of Amun looked hesitant and surprised, as if that invisible sharp fluctuation was really the embodiment of some incredible power.

And after just one breath, the Hellfire Roll in the air was split in two like a fragile egg roll. Then it collapsed into a flood of black sparks.

At the same time, Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Messenger fell heavily from the sky like a pair of kites with broken wings. In the center of the bodies of the Necromantic Saint Warrior and the Bone Dragon, a thin black line kept wriggling, like a terrifying sword mark that wanted to cut them in two. It was only under the encirclement of an inexplicable force that Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Messenger remained the same.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the Necromantic Saint Warrior and the Bone Dragon had landed on the Great Arena.

Then, in the astonished gaze of everyone, the bodies of the two slowly showed stone color and covered the whole body.

An instant. Lotrigo and the dragon bringer were all reduced to solid stone statues, standing motionless. And with the naked eye, it can be seen that a trace of soul flame is emerging from the stone statue, which is the core soul fire of the necromantic saint warrior and the bone dragon. But just a moment later, the soul fire was all contained back in the stone statue under the drag of inexplicable power, and no wisps could be revealed.

This is the rule of the Colosseum Death Match, once defeated. Even the soul fire has no chance of escaping, and it must be imprisoned in the arena with the body. Silently waiting for the arrival of the unknown "Day of Return".

"How is that possible!? Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Messenger were actually killed!? ”

Looking at the two new stone statues in the arena, outside the arena, all the undead extreme paths also seemed to have been petrified, and they were all stunned.

Death preachers, in particular, are more likely to tremble as if they had been slapped on the head.

That's two fourteenth levels. Among them, there was also a precious ghost dragon messenger, but it was wiped out in an instant, and such a loss was extremely painful even for the Holy Spirit Temple. Even in the battle with the invading demon legions, the Holy Spirit Temple has never recorded such heavy battle damage.

So, look at the fall from the sky. Then slowly walked down the arena of Moriarty, and Jay Hugh was eager to shoot directly and tear it into thousands of pieces.

It's just that the death contest is indisputably sacred in Dejia. And that devil also killed his opponent "fairly" in front of the Lord of Amon and many Dejia powerhouses, so Jahue had no reason to retaliate. At least, on the table, the Holy Spirit Temple must not show any vindictive moves. Otherwise, it will not only be a matter of shame, but will inevitably be met with a backlash and protest from the whole of Dejia.

"Venerable Lord Amun, I have won the death contest." As the victor, Moriarty stepped out of the contest and bowed deeply before the Lord of Amun.

"Your final blow was interesting."

Looking at the devil in front of him, the Lord of Amon nodded, but he praised it directly.

Of course, it also made the face of the death preacher on one side darker a little.

"Thank you."

Moriarty saluted lightly, but did not dare to look directly into the other party's dark eyes.

In fact, this so-called "final blow" not only involves the explosive shielding of Hell Black Flame and the stealing of the day of mirror fighting, but the core of it is the light slash of the "Sword of Destruction" in an instant.

Not even getting too close, when the mirror image was broken, Moriarty, who was hiding on the other side of the Hellfire Mass, took out the "Idealistic Judgment" from the crystal book, locked on to the target with his spirit, and then slashed it from afar.

Immediately, the mid-range cross-space lore attribute of "Sword of Destruction" is activated.

Before Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Envoy could react, a spatial rift slash that was triggered by surging black flames fell silently on them.

For a moment, the qiē between heaven and earth seemed to freeze, and the Necromantic Holy Warrior and the Bone Dragon remained even more motionless. Only a black line stretched out along the center of the eyebrows of the two, and the blink of an eye had penetrated the inside and outside.

In the end, when an incomparably sharp sword wind pierced through the black flames, until it faintly alerted many undead poles in the outside world through the enchantment, Lotrigo and the Ghost Dragon Emissary had already fallen on the spot, but they turned into stone statues due to the rules of the arena itself and did not disintegrate on the spot. At the same time, the "Sword of Destruction" was immediately hidden and was reclaimed in the crystal book without revealing a trace.

It's just that even though Moriarty thinks that he has done his best to cover up the existence of the Demon Sword's "Idealistic Judgment", he is still cautious in front of the Lord of Amun, for fear of being caught by the other party.

"Well, you've won the death contest, and you don't have to worry about other punishments." The Lord of Amun looked at Moriarty, who bowed his head humbly, and said quietly, and then looked around: "Do you have any objections to this?" ”

"According to the sacred rules of competition, this is how it should be disposed of."

Among those present, the Prince of the Blood Clan was the most unhindered, and he could see that the Holy Spirit Temple was deflated, and Shi Stanli was also secretly overjoyed, and immediately agreed.

“… No objection. ”

On the other hand, although Jayhu's expression was very bad, and his eyes were not good when he looked at Moriarty, he had no other way but to follow the judgment of the Lord of Amun.

"So be it." The Lord of Amun nodded his head lightly, as if he had expected it.

"Thank you and your Excellencies for your understanding." Seeing this, Moriarty made a formal salute to the undead powerhouses, making this death contest have a "perfect" result.

"So what's next for you? Are you going to return directly to the Demon Plane? After a pause, the Lord of Amun suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"It's... What is your building? ”

Hearing this, Moriarty's heart immediately moved inexplicably. Obviously, it will not be untargeted for the dignified Dejia giant to take the initiative to throw this question. Swept to the side of the death preacher's gloomy gaze, Moriarty suddenly understood what the other party meant.

"Since you call yourself a necromancer, come with me to the Alliance. And now that the demon is still fighting Dejia, I can't just let you go back, at least not for the time being. Even if you win the death contest, there are some things to consider. Lord Amon smiled slightly, as if admiring the other's swift response.

"Yes, I'm willing to go with you to the Alliance. It was also my lifelong wish to have the opportunity to learn more about necromancy. Immediately, Moriarty nodded in agreement.

Joking, if he refuses the solicitation of the Lord of Amun now, Moriarty can be sure that he will never be able to get out of Silent Hill and will be besieged by the undead poles of the Holy Spirit Temple faction, and even the death evangelist may personally avenge Lotrigo. Therefore, even if Moriarty was in a hurry to return to Erathia as much as possible, at this moment, he had to follow the will of the Giant Dejia and return to the Necromancer Alliance with him.

As for whether the Lord of Amon also has any special intentions, or what other "special treatment" awaits him after going to the Alliance, Moriarty can't care about it for the time being.

"Good."

In contrast to Jahu's increasingly gloomy expression, Lord Amun's smile was even bigger.

In any case, Moriarty calls himself a necromancer, and the alliance naturally has the first right to solicit; And holding the other party and not letting him leave is also responsible for the current anti-demon war situation. In public and private, the practices of the Lord of Amun are impeccable, and he is worthy of being the bull's ear who has stood in Dejia for more than a hundred years.

"Your Excellency, since the handling has been completed, we will take our leave."

Seeing that there was no more gap, after hastily distributing those devil and demon extreme corpses, Jiexiu left with a group of Holy Spirit Hall powerhouses.

Then, the Prince of the Blood Clan, Stanley, and several vampire marquis also said goodbye to satisfaction.

"Well, then, let's go."

In the end, I saw the Lord of Amun stretching out his withered finger from the sleeve of his robe, and pointing another finger towards the black cloud hollow in the air. Immediately, a trace of pale lightning shone again in the cloud cave.

Then, Moriarty flew straight towards the black cloud hollow with a group of alliance powerhouses. (To be continued......)