The strong collision of the three "domains" has distorted the world. Sophia and Owen's plans were completely disrupted, and while the "Killing Field" was fleeting, it was enough to bring everything back to its original state.

The Restorationist camp was still shrouded in cold, and the frozen soldiers and civilians were still in the same position as before they lost consciousness, but the dark scene in front of them showed that it was now night.

No, it's noon, not night, and the illusion is that there's a huge object in the sky that completely blocks out the sun's rays.

"What's that?" said Sophia.

At this time, she was looking up, and saw a "sea" appear in the sky, and the powerful cursed aura emanating from the tumbling sea water clashed with the divine magic on Sophia's body, which also caused her to feel very uncomfortable.

Owen hurriedly took her hand and did his best to calm Sophia's mood. Although Owen was equally stunned by the sight of the sky, he had to calm down at this time, otherwise he would not be able to help Sophia.

However, what disturbed Owen and Sophia the most was not the sea itself in the sky, but a giant battleship standing in the midst of the stormy seas, and the corpse of a female corpse tied in chains at the bow of the ship.

"It's unfortunate that guy is here. Mukasha looked at the battleships in the sky and the sea, and spit in disgust. At this time, he saw that Christina was still staring blankly at the sky, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, so he reached out and patted her: "Don't be flustered." Let's get out of here!"

"Uh-huh-oh......" Christina was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

So Mukasha immediately took Christina and his four werewolves and retreated to the dark place, and soon disappeared without a trace. And the dozen or so grassroots members who were locked in the ice were also completely abandoned.

"Don't chase. There will be a chance in the future. Owen squeezed Sophia's hand and reminded him.

Watching the core members of the Truth Society flee, he knew that Sophia's heart must be unwilling, but Owen had to make it clear to her that protecting the tens of thousands of lives in the camp was the most important thing at this time. Sophia understood this, too, and nodded silently.

But the Lich King immediately saw through Owen and Sophia's concerns: "Don't worry, Little Jack's target is not you, but me. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the Lich King summoned the black scythe and swung forward, slicing a small rift in the space. "Looks like I need to talk to some hot-headed lad. Others stayed put. It's you," the Lich King looked at Emilia and looked at her with a special "caring" look, "Don't act rashly until I return." With that, he had completely walked into the spatial rift, leaving Emilia and the necromancer subordinates with a stunned expression.

Since she had returned to the real world, the kitchen knife that had been taken away by the lake of the "No Sword Heart Mirror" was back in Emilia's hands again, and at this time, there was no longer any law of the realm that weakened her will to fight; The target was in front of her but she couldn't do it, and despite all her reluctance, Emilia couldn't disobey the Lich King's orders - at least not for the time being. A dozen or so other necromancers gathered around Amelia, ostensibly protecting her but actually preventing her from acting against her orders, showing that the prestige and dignity of the Lich King Callowan were deeply imprinted in the hearts of his subordinates.

And Sophia and Owen had no intention or conditions to take the initiative, but were vigilant against the sudden attack of the necromancer and other forces. Under the bottom of the dark sky, the two people, who were already under a common threat, were nervously facing each other.

"Sue, Sophia...... Owen ......"

A faint familiar call was heard not far away. The two looked over together, only to see Joyka lying next to Cassius. He looked quite weak, drenched in cold sweat, but his eyes were unusually sharp and resolute, and he held the Mithril longbow in his hand, and he stood by the unconscious Cassius every step of the way.

"Hehe, that ...... thing" Joika raised her finger tremblingly and pointed to the sky, "I shot an arrow......

Sophia and Owen exchanged glances, and the two immediately went their separate ways. Owen stayed put, keeping an eye on the actions of Emilia and the other necromancers, and Sophia immediately ran to Joyka to treat her injured companion.

......

Obviously, the arrow shot by Joyka did not have any effect on the "ghost" in the sky. The sharp arrow, which was infused with all the physical strength of the bounty hunter and all the qi elemental energy accumulated by the Mithril alloy longbow, pierced the thick sea water, but was blocked by an invisible protective shield on the outer perimeter of the ancient battleship "Princess Anne Kidnapped", however, the protective shield could not resist the advance of a black-haired teenager at this time.

The black scythe "severed" cut a hole in the invisible shield from the sky, and the Lich King Callovan fell, the sea breeze stirring his black robes and hunting. The Lich King landed beside the bow of the ship and hung his "Parting" haphazardly. He glanced at the female corpse next to him who was tightly chained, showed a very regretful expression, and shook his head and said, "After all these years, you still refuse to forgive Anne?"

"It's none of your business!" a hollow, heavy voice came from inside the battleship's cabin.

"Little Jack, even if Anne is wrong, no matter what, she is also your wife who has slept in the same bed for many years. ”

"Lich King, get out!"

Several javelins flew out of the cabin and shot straight at the Lich King standing at the bow of the ship.

"Cut!" the Lich King sneered contemptuously, dodging left and right with his dexterous form, easily dodging the javelin's attack.

"Get out of here!"

With the roar of the heavy voice, a dark wind blew out of the cabin, and where the wind passed, a large number of ghost warriors spawned out of thin air on the deck, these translucent spirit soldiers, wielding their best weapons in life, and slaying at the Lich King standing at the bow of the ship.

"Ah......" the Lich King sighed, swinging his black scythe.

The scythe "cut" turned into a cloud of black gas and spread out in all directions. Wherever the black qi passed, all the ghost soldiers they came into contact with stopped in place, maintaining a posture of rushing forward, as if time was frozen in an instant.

"Enough trouble, War Knights, stop pretending to be your commander. The Lich King didn't bother to grind with the other party anymore, and directly pierced his identity.

"What, Lich King, you dare to humiliate Ben Shuai!" the voice in the cabin sounded fierce, but it didn't seem to have any previous connotations.

The other party's stubborn attitude made the Lich King feel angry and funny: "Although you imitated it very similarly at first, you made two fatal mistakes. First, little Jack won't call himself 'Ben Shuai' in front of me, and second, little Jack won't go to war with me on this ship, because this ship is a gift from me. ”

"Lie!

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it's impossible. For this is what happened before you Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse joined him. ”

After speaking, the Lich King raised his left hand, and the black qi condensed again, returning to his hand and turning back into the original scythe "Cut".

Immediately afterward, all the imprisoned ghost soldiers regained their mobility, but instead of continuing to rush towards the Lich King, they collectively turned their guns and rushed towards the black hole cabin......