When the shockwaves of the portal finally dissipated, Moriarty found himself standing on a small hill.

Beneath his feet was pitch black dirt, with some kind of soggy mud that seemed to sink a person in.

As far as the eye can see, it is a vast plain, filled with gray mist. And in the mist like the sea, the craggy tombstones are hidden or visible, covering the entire plain, as if countless wooden faces are facing the hillock, staring at them deadly.

"Here it is... Dejia's 'Paradise for the Dead'? ”

As he breathed, the breath of the dead filled his mouth and nose, trying to eat away at the flesh and blood all the time. With such a concentration of negative energy, ordinary creatures may not last more than ten minutes before they are forcibly turned into undead creatures. Theoretically, only the "Paradise of the Dead", the core necromantic area of Dejia, would be filled with such terrifying death qualities.

"No, it's not Dejia!"

But in the blink of an eye, Moriarty dismissed the speculation.

For no other reason, when Moriarty was about to adjust his negative energy realm to resist the invasion of necromantic forces from the outside, he suddenly found that the gray realm circle around him had disappeared, as if it had been eaten by something intangible.

Faced with such a situation, Moriarty immediately realized that the place he was in could never be a "paradise for the dead" on the surface, or even a normal dimensional space.

"Is it a half-plane? Or is it another of Márquez's hex traps? ”

Once again, he tried to stimulate the negative energy power in the crystal book, but the gray field only emerged, but immediately faded and disappeared without a trace. As a last resort. Moriarty could only take out a series of alchemy potions first and quickly take them, and at the same time bless himself with "negative energy protection". Because in addition to having a special defensive bonus for the divine attribute, this first-level necromancy also has a pretty good protective effect on the necromantic power of the same root, and it is the most practical magical power in the current environment.

When a faint light fell, a thin gray film appeared around Moriarty's body, effectively blocking the penetration of the intense death force in the air.

What's going on!?

The disappearance of the negative energy realm shocked Moriarty.

You know, the field has a strong priority. Unless it is covered by the power of a more powerful realm, or encounters the power of a legendary god, the realm should not disappear so inexplicably.

And the current situation can be said to be quite unfavorable for Moriarty.

If this is really a hex half-plane. Then get out of it. Some preset conditions must be met. But with the means of the "Demon Emperor", this predetermined condition will inevitably not be simple. For example, opening the light mask and activating the portal before was done by sacrificing the Extreme Dao, which can be described as terrifying. And on the other hand. There wasn't much time left for Moriarty to break the game. Because even if it is "guarded by negative energy", it isolates the death erosion of the outside world. However, such spell effects need to be replenished every once in a while. And it's not 100% insulated from the invasion of death. Therefore, if you delay here for a little longer, I am afraid that there will be no other changes. Moriarty was about to be consumed alive.

You have to do your best to get out!

Moriarty's eyes froze, and he took a step forward.

"Click."

And it was this step out, and suddenly, a faint sound sounded inexplicably in the originally dead space, as if the glass was broken, and it seemed that the ice was cracked.

Then, the heavy gray fog that was still quietly suspended in the air immediately seemed to come to life, boiling like a sea and undulating like a tide for a while, and began to frantically wash away the countless tombstones on the plain.

Suddenly, little by little, the faint dark light lit up on the tombstone, from far to near, like a ghost fire awakening, "decorating" the entire plain like a palace where the god of death is stationed.

"This is..."

Stopping his steps, Moriarty looked at the "brightly lit" plain with a solemn expression.

Even without looking, he could clearly feel that a volcanic eruption of necromantic energy had begun to rumble underground, almost toppling the entire plain.

"Click..."

As time passed, the vibrations under my feet became clearer.

At the same time, on the plain, the tombstones rose or shook, and the ghostly light on them became extremely fierce.

Finally, when the first pale bone arm pierced through the pitch-black dirt and pointed at the billowing gray mist in the air, Moriarty understood that the test of the "Emperor of Witchcraft" had begun.

At the first moment, he summoned a squad of arrogant Snoopy and the Red Crystal Gargoyle to set up a defensive position on the hillock. At the same time, the "Atonement of Camont Dotliworth" was taken out and held in his hands. Immediately, the dark aura of the Great Demon Skull Shield and the magic guide aura surfaced and echoed together, forming a double aura blessing pattern.

Then, a water-like buff spell unleashed, shining with a glittering glow on the hillock.

And beneath the hill, as tombstones fell and patches of dirt were turned open, countless undead creatures had crawled out of the plain and covered the land in the blink of an eye.

"The Skeleton Guard... Zombie Samurai... Ghost Assassin... The Vampire Baron... Lichman... Necro Knight... Except for the bone dragon that doesn't appear, this is almost a full version of 'Scourge of the Dead'. He is worthy of being the 'Emperor of Witchcraft', and he can arrange such a scene..."

Looking at the endless dead in his vision, Moriarty took a light breath, his mouth full of bitterness.

The next moment, a silent roar exploded in the drowsy sky.

With this, the sea of the dead flooded. A terrible black aura swirled, whistling, screaming, and gathered to form a terrifying whirlpool, with the hillock as the center, dancing wantonly.

At the same time, the first skeleton warrior with a bone sword also walked up the slope of the hills step by step. And behind it, there is an endless army of necromancy.

And so begins, the battle begins!

As if waiting for a long time, in an instant, a ring of blazing fire fell from the sky, centered on the hillock, blazing. In just a second, the dozen skeleton guards and zombie warriors who ascended first were burned into charcoal by the flames blocking the road.

It's just that the loss of these vanguard teams is only a drop in the ocean for the undead who filled the Black Plains. On the contrary, as if they had seen the most hated mortal enemy, in the face of the wall of flames erected high, more undead creatures began to silently roar and pounce on the knoll, as if an infinite river was about to extinguish a small flame.

In just one minute, more than three figures of skeleton guards and zombie warriors rushed up the hill as if they had brought their own destruction, bursting into the wall of fire one after another, and then reducing one to ashes after another. Then, the originally red wall of flames began to darken, fade, and become weak and weak, and it was already precarious in an instant.

Seeing that the wall of fire that was supposed to burn for ten minutes was rapidly consumed by the undead creatures, Moriarty couldn't help but be shocked by the horror of the undead.

Objectively speaking, this is the most terrifying army. There is no joy or anger, no fear of life and death, and an absolute cold posture is maintained at all times, and he can not hesitate to exchange a hundred lives for a life, and only seek victory. It is conceivable that in the face of such an enemy, even the most arrogant race has to bow its head and try not to be an enemy of it.

Without any time to hesitate, Moriarty immediately began a new spell, finally placing the second wall of fire closer to the inner ring at the same time as the first wall of fire "collapsed".

And the undead still didn't see it, still secretly climbing up, still rapidly consuming the magic of the second wall of flames.

"Snoopy!"

Moriarty, who had lost the projection of the fire elemental realm, could not keep up with the rhythm of the wall of fire being consumed by the undead, so he had to order the life puppet to participate in the blockade.

With an instinctive aversion to the undead, the arrogant Snoopy roared in unison.

Immediately, the dog in the center opened its huge mouth like a worm and spewed out a large stream of green flame sol, shooting in all directions.

Immediately, under the hills, dense undead creatures were ignited one by one, and fireworks soared into the sky. In addition, the green sol has been improved by Moriarty, and the adhesion and burn resistance are particularly strong. I saw that as the army of the undead continued to crowd forward, more undead bodies were burned into torches, and the area of the fire was also increasing, which weakened the "upman" speed of the sea of the undead.

At this point, Moriarty finally got a little respite, and planted a third ring of flame behind the second wall of fire, and the defensive position of the hill was temporarily stabilized.

But before Moriarty could turn his mind and think about how to get out of the predicament, several clouds of pitch-black gas suddenly floated up in the dense tide of the undead in the distance, and then flew straight in the direction of the hill like cannonballs.

"Death Clouds!"

In an instant, Moriarty recognized that it was the "Cloud of Death", which had two major killing effects, highly poisonous and corrosive, and could be called the most destructive magic among the third-level necromancy. And if these clouds of death succeed in landing on the hillock, the poisonous aerosol will immediately engulf the entire hill. At that time, even if you hold your breath, even if you have the protection of "negative energy protection", the pervasive breath of death will definitely penetrate into the body through the skin, hair and other unfortified places, and poison people.

As a result, the three red crystal gargoyles immediately soared into the sky, using their bodies as a wall, and intercepted the "cloud of death".

In the blink of an eye, the magic puppet that fit into the black air mass destroyed all the third-level undead spells.

The price paid was that two of the gargoyles were corrupted and damaged by the alchemy circle, falling directly from the sky, and then being dismantled by thousands of undead creatures on the ground. As for the remaining gargoyle, the whole body was corroded to the point of pits, and its flight speed was halved and halved.

It must be a lich sorcerer, and they can't be allowed to attack any more.

There was no time to consider the loss of the red crystal gargoyle, and Moriarty's eyes scanned the sea of undead below the mound. He must kill the few lichs that have been close to the hills in the first time, otherwise he will be killed by the third-level necromancy if he is randomly released by the other party with a few waves of "death clouds".

Not daring to retain his strength, Moriarty immediately equipped the Aries middle finger ring, the Sagittarius Demon Skin Glove and the Scorpio tweed cloak from the "Zodiac Palace".

At the same time, he began to summon new magic with all his might. (To be continued......)