"The remaining necromantic generals have been dealt with, and half of the captured civilians are dead, and they are ashamed that there is no way to protect everyone."

The darkness dissipated, and the figure of Artevans reappeared, relaying the situation to Theola as he stared coldly at the civilians who had fainted on the ground.

"Understood, I will tell Your Majesty the truth, and ask Lord Artevans not to blame himself. After all, there are some things that we can't control, do they?' Sheola seemed to hold back a smile as she said this, apparently she had understood what Artevans would do.

In order to test how far he has come, Artevans has almost no reservations, whether it is clearing the necromantic soldiers who fell into the trap before, or killing Zaris and Fisk just now. The darkness that was released just now is also the most typical way of fighting the Black Devil, allowing the enemy to die invisibly.

What Zaris and Fisk saw before they died was nothing more than an illusion brought to them by this darkness, and what really took their lives was the fear that came from their hearts.

The more you feel fear in this darkness, the closer you will be to death. Eventually, they will be killed by the darkness in fear, leaving no trace.

Using the Abyss of Dread cost Atvance a lot of mana, but there was a ready-made supply right in front of him. Artevans used half of the lives of civilians as the reward for this move, and Sheola knew about it when Artevans passed the word to him, and acquiesced.

"Do you need mental power?" Instead of telling Rusha what he was going to do, Artevans asked.

Rusha looked at Artevans with some confusion, but immediately seemed to understand something, and turned her head to look at the fainted civilian. But after a moment, Rusha seemed to see something, revealing a look of disgust that would not be easily detected.

However, Rusa's small emotions still did not escape the eyes of Atvance. It was a look that Rusa had never shown before, and it made Artevans curious, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I see the people who used to mock me." Rusa clenched her fists slightly, and no longer hid her emotions in front of Atfans. She bit her lip as she stared at those who had once laughed at her and even teased her because of who she was.

Seeing these people again brought back some bad memories for Rusha. Approaching him under the guise of making friends, it was only when Rusha thought she had really made friends that those people showed their true colors. They approached Rusha only out of a twisted curiosity to see how ridiculous and funny the nightmare of possession could be. After Rusha unveils their hypocrisy, they begin to mock and insult her, which is one of the reasons that led to her leaving the Prison.

"In that case, mark those here who have discriminated against you, ridiculed you, or done anything unreasonable against you." Artevans walked over to Ruusa and shoved tiny bones into Rusa's hands. These bones were all removed by Artevans from the body of the nearest civilian.

"Lord Artevans...... Are you planning to take the lives of some of the people here to replenish your own energy?" Rusha grabbed the bones and silently walked over to the fainting civilians.

"Now, I give you the power to choose the victims." Atfans responded.

Ai Rusha nodded, and threw the bone in her hand, the bone seemed to be manipulated by an invisible force, and accurately fell on the bodies of more than twenty civilians, but there were still several pieces suspended in the air and did not fall. Rusa only sprinkled her bones on those she hated, and did not mark the innocent for it.

Atfans nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining bones suspended in the air fell on several civilians at will, "These spiritual powers, should be enough."

"Is that really possible?" Rusha hesitated. What she hesitated was not to take the lives of these people, for the nightmare who lacked feelings, absorbing ** divine power was just a means of survival and becoming stronger. She hesitated, not knowing whether she should accept the gift of Artevans.

"Even if you don't choose, I'll still kill half of them, and now it's just a matter of killing those who deserve more retribution." Atlance said calmly, and then made a "please" gesture to Rusa.

Rusha nodded, and walked towards the demon civilians who had bones on their bodies.

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"In this case, it should be fine." Atfans tossed the last of the bone-marked civilians who had been drained of energy under a nearby tree.

It didn't take long for both Rusa and Artevans to get what they were going to get. When they were done, they piled the dead civilians aside.

The fainted civilians have not yet woken up, in fact, they have all fallen into a deep sleep because of Rusha's ability, unless Rusha takes the initiative to remove the influence of her ability, otherwise they will sleep for a while.

Then it's time to deal with the corpses, and it's better to be on the safe side.

But just as Artefan was about to release the darkness to clean up the corpse, a chill came from behind him, and Artfan subconsciously dodged. A fireball slammed in, grazed past Artevans' side, and struck the corpses of civilians piled under trees.

In an instant, the flames burned the bodies of civilians to ashes along with the tree.

"Oh, what a mistake, I wanted to kill you, but instead I helped you destroy the evidence." A feminine male voice came from not far away, and Artevans looked back, a mysterious man with a cloak and mask, standing at the top of a tree, a fire dancing in his hand.

"Who are you?" Atfans frowned.

Artevans didn't believe in the mystery man's mistake, judging from the trajectory of the fireball just now, as well as the concentration and precision of the magic power, the mystery man had quite strong control over his moves, and it was impossible for him to easily dodge this attack with just one sideways.

Judging from the trajectory, the fireball was heading straight for the corpses of civilians, not the mysterious man who claimed to kill Artevans. Such an act instead aroused the suspicion of Artevans. Mystery man, what exactly do you want to do.

"Are you asking my name?" Oh, sir, no one has asked me this question in a long time, those stupid necromancers don't care who I am, their rotten heads only care if I can help them devour the last of the demons' territory. I sometimes had to confront the unreasonable necromancy's vulgar plans and tell him what I thought, like a mentor who tirelessly educates his stubborn students. Isn't it ridiculous that they are doing this, you say.'"

The mysterious man did not answer Artevans at all, but seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was acting with the pompous movements and tone of voice when he spoke.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot your question for a moment, and if you don't mind, you can call me Aktri." The mystery man, the guy who called himself Actory, continued to introduce himself in his tone.

But Artevans was tired of his boring performance, and waved his hand and threw a dark vortex towards Yaktri.

In the face of Atfans' sudden attack, Actory did not panic, clapped his hands lightly, and the black vortex that flew halfway up ignited flames and then disappeared.

"What an impatient sir...... ' Aktri's voice suddenly deepened, without the slightest hint of the previous pompous pretentiousness, and seemed to be serious.

"Rusa, stand back." Artevans' brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and he hurriedly asked Rusa to stand behind him.

Unlike ordinary dark vortexes, the dark vortex thrown by Artevans is capable of sucking in everything it encounters, and causing the highly concentrated dark power within the vortex to crush the sucked objects.

But Actory's mere clapping of his hands and counteracting Atfans's moves with flames was enough to get Atfans' attention.

"Why be too nervous, sir?" With that, Actory teleported behind Attfans and snapped his fingers, and Aatfans' back suddenly burst into flames. The flames ignited without warning, and Artevans didn't even see when Acttri appeared behind him.

But after Aktri's first move, he didn't continue to attack, instead returning to where he had started, quietly watching as the darkness emanating from Artefans' body extinguished the flames.

Atfans' face was not good-looking, and if Aktri continued to attack just now, then even if he was able to finally repel the opponent, he would inevitably suffer a lot of injuries. But Actory's actions seem to be just giving Atfans a disadvantage, not taking Atfans' life.

"The stupid necromancers have paid the price for a reckless attack, and the forces on that cloud have been wiped out. Oh, I ought to have the Necronomicon listen to me.'" Aktri spread his hands and said in a helpless tone.

With the mask he was wearing, Artevans couldn't see what kind of face was hidden under the mask.

"But!" Aktri suddenly raised his voice, "Your Excellency will never see such a stupid attack again, please bear with me for this faux pas."

Actory made a gentleman's salute and snapped his fingers again.

Atfans didn't look at where the opponent's move would come from, he already knew it from the hot breath he felt above his head. Raise your hand to unfurl a dark barrier to fend off Octri's attacks, and with the other hand open a magic circle, firing several black arrows to retaliate.

Facing the flying black arrows, Aktri's right arm burst into flames, blocking his way. The black arrow struck the flaming arm and disappeared with the flames.

On the other side, as soon as Artevans unfolded the dark barrier's hand, the barrier emitted a wave of energy upwards, disintegrating the fireball above his head.

"It's wonderful, sir, it's rare for someone to know where I'm going to attack in such a short amount of time without even looking at it." Aktri praised it, but it reached Artevans' ears like a sarcasm.

Just as Artevans was about to strike back, an ice arrow swept past him and shot at Yaktri at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Aktri immediately noticed the ice arrow as well, took a step back, stretched out his left hand, and unfurled a wall of fire.

The ice arrow burst into the wall of fire, and the chill flew over the wall of fire and encircled Yaktri. Aktri also waved his other hand, bursting out with a breath of fire, forcing the cold qi back, and then quickly disappeared in place.

"Master Artevans, you're not hurt, are you?" Sheola didn't appear, but the voice was already ringing in Artevans' head.

"Civilians rescued by two, don't worry, I'll take care of it. I think you must want to know the identity of that person, please come to my study with Rusa, and I will explain it to both of you......