"It's the undead who hunted you?"

Also sensing the cold death fluctuations, and seeing Claudia's strange expression, Moriarty reacted quickly, but his face was not worried. It seems that the invasion of the demon legion has really greatly disrupted the previous order of Erathia, otherwise how could an undead monster dare to "kill the human kingdom one by one" so single-handedly in the past?

"Let's go, go and greet the 'guest.'"

Ignoring the enraged pet, Moriarty turned and walked briskly to the ground. And although the spiritual power of the dwarf and Naga was not strong enough to detect the fluctuation just now, they also felt a dead coldness, and immediately followed closely.

"You!"

Seeing the human mage just leave herself and walk away alone, Claudia suddenly felt a sense of humiliation of being despised by others, and couldn't help but clench her teeth in anger. It's just that since those two guys have chased here, if they don't send them away, I'm afraid their fate will not be much better than burning themselves with fire.

With a hard clenching of his small fist, the Blood Count suddenly turned into a phantom and chased after him towards the ground.

"There are two high-level necromancers belonging to the 'Holy Spirit Temple', which are very difficult to entangle!" Silently appearing beside Moriarty, Claudia reluctantly informed the other party.

And for the Blood Earl, who suddenly appeared like a transparent body, whether it was Moriarty, or the dwarf or the Naga, they were all a little surprised. It is worthy of being a tenth-level shadow assassin, and there is almost no flaw in such a stealth ability, if it is placed on the battlefield, it can really behead the general among the ten thousand armies.

"The Temple of the Holy Spirit? No wonder you're thrown away. Frowning, Moriarty sneered.

In Dejia. Since the founding of the country, necromancers have been honored, and the alliance formed by them has served as a ruling machine to control the various necromancers. But since the outbreak of the "Ice Apocalypse", Dejia has gradually divided into two groups for some reason. One is the "Necromantic Magic Society" based on the study of necromantic magic, which is somewhat similar to the magic academy in the land of mages, but it is much larger in scale than the single city-state college of Bracada, but it is still a "scientific research institution" in essence; Another emerging one is the "Temple of the Holy Spirit." Unlike the former, the Holy Spirit Temple is an orthodox "religion-community" with the purpose of serving the "Grim Reaper", which is based on the beliefs of various undead races, but it also attracts many necromancers to join. The strength is growing day by day. Today, it is on par with the established Necromantic Magic Society.

And as far as Claudia is concerned, even if she is already a Blood Earl, if she really offends the Holy Spirit Temple, there is no way out.

"The class and rank of the two necromancers." Ignoring Claudia's dry face. Moriarty asked directly.

"One is a rank 12 coffin knight. Midnight Verdict - Gauguin; The other is an eleventh level undead priest. Necro Rose - Helens. It seems that he has suffered a big loss at the hands of the two, and when the names of the two are mentioned, the Earl of Blood can't help but say viciously.

"I'm slot! What did you do to send such a high-level undead to chase you thousands of miles? Guderian immediately shouted. Spat at Claudia, who was the same height as herself.

The twelfth-level coffin knight is almost the first person below the undead extreme path like the "Black Knight Emperor", and is known as the first high-level physical attack and defense in the pan-continent! And with the addition of an eleventh level undead priest, it's no wonder that Claudia, the Earl of Blood, is driven to resemble a rabbit.

"What did you mess with the Temple of the Holy Spirit?" Looking at Claudia, who couldn't bear the dwarf's disgusting saliva and couldn't make a move, he had to instantly shift to Claudia on the other side of him, and Moriarty asked in a deep voice.

"But I 'took' them." The Blood Earl raised his slender neck, completely indignant at the other party's fuss.

"Ma, you dare to go to the Holy Spirit Temple to steal something, master!"

The so-called "take" is just an incision in the rivers and lakes, and it must not be simple to make the two high-level undead pursue them across borders, and Guderian immediately admired the "little girl" in front of him. Once upon a time, the dwarves also fantasized about one day carrying a sledgehammer into the Holy Spirit Temple to "fight-smash-rob" a dragon, but it is a pity that such a difficult feat is not such a group of extreme powerhouses "form a group", otherwise they are waiting to be destroyed by the Holy Spirit Temple into scum.

"Hmph, in front of the Phantom Assassin, nothing is strictly forbidden but a smooth road." Claudia sneered, looking at the dwarf like a country quail.

"What kind of eyes are you Martha!" Guderian began to spray back again, unpleasantly.

In the midst of the noise, the crowd had returned to the tavern on the ground. As soon as he reached the door, Clausewitz greeted him, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the new Blood Count like a knife.

"Your Excellency, Bruno has sent an alarm from the airship, and two high-ranking undead are hurrying towards Sosk. I have mobilized my legionnaires and heavy ballistas and prepared them for the attack. "The undead are the natural enemies of all normal lifeforms, and the old werewolf should indeed take on a fighting posture without orders.

"Very well, let me take a look." Moriarty nodded in satisfaction, this is the reaction speed that a professional legion should have.

Just as everyone hurried to the northwest town wall, a pair of arrows suddenly spiraled down from the big cloud in the air, shooting into a strange gray mist that quietly appeared in the open space not far from the town.

As two orange flames burst out, the mist was completely stirred, and a black-armored knight twice as tall as an ordinary human stood in the moonlight like a mountain, and the war horse under its crotch was as huge as a monster.

At the same time, beside the knight, a translucent shadow floated in the air. It was only through the rising flames that I could see that it was a ghost-like young woman, cloaked in mist, with a cold, dead gaze.

I saw that the woman suddenly clicked the golden bone staff in her hand, and the gray mist that was blasted by the armor-piercing blasting arrow suddenly boiled, like a gaseous tide swirling up, suppressing and isolating the flames around her. Then, the gray mist began to expand even more violently, spreading rapidly towards Sosk's side, like a dead beast roaring silently.

"Negative Energy Field!"

On the town wall, Moriarty's gaze suddenly became solemn.

If I am not mistaken, the large gray mist is a domain form that can only be mastered by high-level undead priests, and it is also called the "Necromantic Domain". In this area, Necromancer's spell casting is greatly buffed, and even other necromantic creatures receive additional benefits. On the other hand, if a normal life form is trapped in it, it will suffer continuous physical and even soul damage, and it will be vicious and abnormal.

If the ghost woman in front of her was the eleventh-level undead priest Helensi, then it would be normal for her to be given the Necromantic Realm through the "Grim Reaper" she worshipped. Fortunately, it is not an undead extreme path like the "Ghost Master" or the "Lich King", otherwise a mature necromantic realm can directly wipe out all the groups below the middle level.

Without hesitation, Moriarty let out a soft snort, and the projection of the Fire Elemental Realm descended again, as brilliant as a curtain of heavenly light, bounded by the wall of Sosk, blocking the gray mist that had already extended over.

Seeing that the elemental realm suddenly rose on the opposite side, the ghost woman was also stunned, and then smiled coldly, and the bone staff in her hand was lit again, and in the gray mist, slender and twisted smoke cords stretched out, like countless tentacles piercing the red light curtain.

Realm Attack!

This is the first time that Moriarty has been attacked at the domain level by a powerhouse of the "same level" since he obtained the Elemental Realm. Different from ordinary spells or physical attacks, the realm is the embodiment of the mage's exploration of the world's path, and is the crystallization of its original intention. Therefore, the essence of domain warfare is the battle of hearts, which is invisible, but extremely dangerous.

I saw that those gray mist and smoke cables had only touched the fire elemental light curtain, and they all turned into crazy spinning awls, drilling towards the elemental realm fiercely. At the same time, the mist that evaporated around it seemed to be corrosive, and the ethereal rose flowers floated down on the curtain of light, and began to burn slowly but gloomily.

"That's Helensi's 'Atomized Rose', be careful not to be contaminated by it, otherwise it will directly attack your soul and make it assimilate into the gray mist of the undead!"

The first time she saw Moriarty summon the Fire Elemental Realm, Claudia was still amazed and overwhelmed. Cheng Dù, who is obviously just a mid-level mage, has an elemental realm and can summon fourth-level spells, which is completely beyond the common sense of magic. While staying away a little to avoid being injured by the overly condensed fire elemental, the Blood Count quietly reminded the other party with his spiritual power.

"Think you just borrowed some special props? Or do you think that level 11 will be able to eat me? ”

Moriarty, who was fiercely attacked by the "Atomized Rose", just smiled coldly, and then his eyes flashed a bright red, and he saw a little red brilliance that was brighter than the stars floating in front of him, like fireflies in a summer night, and like swaying and floating in the water, dancing with Moriarty's raised fingers.

"This is..."

For a moment, all eyes gathered, focusing on the brilliant spark.

For some reason, the ghost woman outside the town in the distance only felt a palpitation, as if she felt a burning pain from the depths of her soul as soon as her eyes touched the red point that was so small that it was nothing. Before she could react, Moriarty suddenly stretched out her hand, and the little sparks scattered in all directions, and flew into the gray mist through the light curtain.

"Spark Domain."

With an incomparably hot breath, Moriati's voice rang in everyone's ears. At the same time, the starfire, which had just entered the realm of negative energy and was drowned in a heavy gray mist, suddenly lit up again. This time, a red point of light resembled a storm of flame energy compressed to the extreme, and when it was released, it set off an unimaginable frenzy of fire in the sea of gray mist.

But in the blink of an eye, a large gray mist evaporated in the torrent of fire. And the roses that bloomed in the air completely dissipated in the enthusiastic dance of light and flame.

Realm war, Moriarty wins! (To be continued......)