"Do you know what you're going to encounter?" Arthur asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Driven by a large crowd of ......" the lich omitted two words: "chase?"

Arthur gave a wicked smile that was rare even in Zerata.

Those who could hear their conversation might only think they were discussing the bloody battle that followed, but the Lich was well aware that his Mentor would not be so lenient in keeping his secrets to the end - but his fear had been weakened by the power of return, not to mention that he still had his best ally in his body, one who would never betray ...... Well, there may be occasional allies in minor trouble, but under the tutelage of the Lich and his mentor Edherna, that soul from another plane also possesses magic that even demons and demons would fear. It is a psychic man par excellence, perhaps because the other plane has no relationship with the gods, and its beliefs lack the most fundamental basis - it is an unquestionable unbeliever, and the knowledge associated with it is even more determined than that of some arrogant people who believe that gods are nothing more than "strong" - which makes it likely to be nailed to the front of the wall by Kranvo forever, but also makes its magical power almost unconditioned by any established knowledge.

This is something that cannot be achieved by psychic warlocks in this plane, like every mortal, who is controlled by the prestige of the gods at the beginning of their birth, even if they are only pan-believers, or hypocrites, or unbelievers, but in the end they still cannot truly believe that their psychic power can surpass those unspeakable beings, which makes each psychic warlock only a powerful spellcaster rather than a threat to the gods.

More than a thousand years ago, a family of psychic warlocks had narrowly crossed this terrible boundary, but unfortunately, their place was watched by an evil god, and when she discovered their intentions, she sent no less than a dozen high-ranking demons to slaughter the entire family, from young children to old men, all of whom were spared, and even their fortress was pushed into the lava, and their souls were missing, which may have become a delicious meal for the summoned.

The people who saw the lich and the grey robe talking got out of the way, and whether the two were enemies or strangers who had made a temporary pact, it was obviously not a good thing to approach them rashly.

The bone tower is here, obviously, this is also a small test- A mage summoned a monster, and at his command, the monster tried to pass through the area between the towers, but when it touched the shadow of the tower, its shadow quickly merged with the shadow of the tower, and then, as one might expect, it was pulled towards the tower, its flesh and skin stuck to it as soon as it touched the surface of the tower, like those souls who were still struggling and crying, first its deformed limbs and feet, then its sharp front paws, its fat body, its head was finally integrated into the bone tower, and then the bone tower stirred as gently as a human had been fed, and a face bulged out on the slightly rough surface, which belongs to that monster.

The shadow of the bone tower covered the ground like a sparse but unmissed net, and when another impatient candidate tried to fly through them, ghosts flew out of the bone tower, and they grabbed him at once, and although the protective spell ultimately saved the fool's life, he was still wounded, his blood caused a commotion, and everyone was moving away from him.

His life was only barely extended by about ...... In less than ten breaths, the suddenly collapsed ground grabbed his feet like a whirlpool in the sea, dragging him down, and before the whirlpool disappeared, the sound of chewing was incessant.

But now that someone has removed the wrong answer, it's much easier for the rest of the people to make the right choice.

Except for the Lich.

He was stared at by a mad bone tower, which behaved strangely, as if it were cringe, as if it had fallen into madness, and in the midst of a shrill sound and violent trembling like a woman's cry, it stood up, literally—under the base of the bone tower were countless spider-like feet, each as tall as three giants, and the tip as sharp as a pure gold spear, and then it began to chase after the mad man in the white robe. The other candidates weren't quite sure why it did it suddenly, but it did give them the benefits- The bone tower did not have the slightest scruple for its kind, and on the way to chase the lich, it either smashed this one or overturned the other, and after the bone tower collapsed, it quickly put itself together, of course, as devils, and then as demon creatures, they did not have a good temper to be obedient, so they abandoned their cautious prey, and began to whip the unknown kind in anger.

There are no fools who can stand here, and when the bone tower is caught in a melee, the candidates one after another take advantage of this once-in-a-millennium opportunity to pass through the bone tower area.

"Why is it chasing you?" Arthur asked.

"Maybe it's because it remembers that I killed it. The lich replied that a female dragonborn warlock he had killed in the Dragonfire Islands, whose soul had fallen into the hands of Grazt for breaking her contract with the Edark Prince, had been set in a bone tower, perhaps Grazt had just wanted to get back the scroll he had given to the red dragon Gredi—the demon had always been very stingy, but Gretdy was not a generous person, and this soul had been abandoned by her- Inside the Bone Tower, where the souls were always busy devouring each other in order to snatch control of the Bone Tower, it was clear that Gredi's outcast had won the final victory, and she manipulated the Bone Tower to hunt down her enemies, if not for long—the souls that had been devoured by her manifested themselves in her weak spirits, like diners invited by a gluttonous feast, finally finding an opportunity to cut through this resilient and powerful kind.

"Oh. Arthur said that his curiosity was satisfied, and then he summoned a cloud of black tentacles, which supported his master, like an octopus at the bottom of the sea, and in an instant, with a puff of misty smoke, he moved at least a hundred wrists and feet and ran away.

The lich wasted no time cursing his former comrades. He smoothly threw a petrification spell that petrified some of the thin feet of the bone tower, and immediately turned them into sand, and the bone tower lost part of its body and suddenly collapsed to one side, and a familiar face appeared on the surface of the bone tower, and it screamed silently, and pounced on the lich along with the body of the tower. The Bone Tower crashed directly into the stone wall summoned by the Lich, countless souls wailed, and the Spirits flew out in terror and rage like cockroaches in a trash can that had been knocked over, and they were greeted by the Lich's spells, and they suddenly felt confused, and then, at the behest of the new master, some of the Spirits began to attack the other Spirits and the candidates who had not yet had time to cross the Bone Tower.

The bone tower was cut off by the sudden stone wall, and it squirmed like a living object, its face turned sideways to the sand, twisted in pain, as if trying to escape the fate of being eaten by other souls, a pair of gray, inconspicuous looking boots stopped in front of its eyes, and it struggled to look up, and saw the soft light that belonged to the Mithril staff, a beautiful light on the forty-seventh layer shrouded in cobalt blue light, a beautiful light that reminded it of the moonlight and the stars reflected on the sea.

It was its last consciousness, and the lich lifted the Mithril staff, crushing the emerging parts of its face with the force of grinding the pterodactyl's teeth.

As he continued to walk past the bone tower, the bone towers stood there quietly, completely unrecognizable from the previous chaos, and even their shadows were carefully retracted, no more than three or four feet away from the tower. The bone tower is similar to the golem, and the soul in it is like the core of the golem, if the dominant soul is not destroyed, then the bone tower can be bridged in an instant, but on the contrary, then even if the bone tower is bridged, it will take a long, long, long time, and the other bone towers will not let go of this opportunity to strengthen themselves.

Arthur was waiting for the lich just outside the shadow of the bone tower, his usual brazenness, he folded his hands in his sleeves, and the black tentacles beneath him became more numerous, and it seemed that he could not really run away as some people thought - but as the number increased, he looked like he was sitting on a translucent dark anemone, a scene that reminded the lich of some unknown scrap in the soul of the other world - and rightfully declined the invitation to share this strange mount with Arthur.

After the long trek, they could already see the delicate swirls of the milky ivory towers, but they could neither touch them nor see a single door or window.

"What else are we going to do?" one of the candidates whispered.

"Death. The other replied that the latter's dagger slit his throat before the former could begin to resist.

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Of these, only Arthur and the Lich were eventually granted the right to meet Grazt, the Eomish Prince. As for the others, not all of them have become fodder for the bone tower, but in the future, it is conceivable that they will not have other positions besides cannon fodder.

"Are you friends?" asked Ferrek Hill, who had led them inside—the lich and Arthur had stood together in the previous battle, and they had come out on top, but they themselves were unscathed.

"Very friendly companion. Arthur said.

The lich stared at him with a hard time.

"That's a good thing," said Ferek Hill, "is there anything better than friendship?" and she put her finger on the tower, chanting a spell, and a part of the ivory tower suddenly became transparent. She was the first to enter, followed by the Lich and Arthur.

What many people can't imagine is that the ivory tower is not dark, the cobalt blue light from the outside world has been transformed into sapphire blue here, crystal clear and bright, the interior of the ivory tower is like the surface, it seems that it is not affected by the light, as far as the eye can see, there are no ghosts, no Boda corpses, or ugly low-level demons, every place is clean, but cold. The crimson flames flowed like water in the walls and columns, bringing light and cold, and the breath of the living would condense fine ice crystals here, both the lich and Arthur had their own disguises, but Arthur didn't seem to care about revealing the identity of the undead, and the mist he spat out turned into a bouncing rabbit for a while, and then into a poisonous snake that was about to devour, and when the lich looked at it, the viper swallowed the rabbit, and both disappeared.

He'd played this trick on the Seventy-Seven Islands, but it didn't end well for some, at least not the paladins and white-robed ones.

Arthur looked at the white robe on the lich's body, the divine light that flickered on it made his eyes hurt, although he had no eyes a long time ago, in the demon's homeland, in the bottomless abyss, this could be called a provocation, but perhaps it could also be said to be a temptation.

Whom will you tempt?

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Grazt, the Eomish prince, sat on his throne, surrounded by lions, six-armed serpents, and succubi.

Mortals often confuse human-faced lions with human-faced sphinxes, but in reality, they are two completely different creatures. Human-faced lions have a beautiful female face, love to lie and quibble, and give a human hope and then cleverly take it away is their greatest hobby. When Arthur and the Lich walked in, they looked excited, after all, spellcasters have always had a high demand for intelligence. ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― ―――