"What do you mean by that?" Sagar seems to be in the dark, unaware of Aktri's true identity.

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to know much about me." Actory spread his hands and said with a pretended sadness.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard at the entrance to the Necronomicon's lair, and a powerful dark aura rushed into Sagar's residence.

Artevans walked in quickly, and in an instant, he came to Sagar, intending to kill him.

"Wait, at least let His Excellency the Necromantic King die clearly." Octory stopped Artevans and said to him.

Artefans glanced at Acteri suspiciously, thought for a moment, then nodded and took a few steps back.

In normal times, Artevans might have bypassed Yaktri and killed Sagar, but he knew Yaktri's strength and knew that he would be measured, so he went with him.

Seeing that Artevans had retreated, Actory smiled slightly, and then set his eyes on Sagar again. Sagar only watched Atvance and Yaktri talk, and did not take the opportunity to sneak attack.

From the moment Atfans appeared, Sagar knew that his situation was over. Without killing the three Necromantic Warriors, it would be impossible to open the door to the Necromantic King's lair by force.

Sagar's strength is only comparable to one of the necromantic knights, and the Attfan in front of him, although Sagar did not see the scene of him fighting with the necromantic knight, but judging from the fact that there is no scar on Attfans's body, I am afraid it is a one-sided crush.

"Your Excellency the Necromantic King, please allow me to introduce myself formally, we have known each other for a few years, and it seems that I have never revealed my identity to you, right?" Yaktri said to Sagar in a deliberate gentle tone and with a smile on his face. But the tone, to Sagar's ears, was like a mockery.

"His name is Yaktri, and he is the 'transformer' of the Black Temple of the Demon Organization. If I can make it easier for you to understand, it is that I should be your enemy.'" Aktri unabashedly confessed his identity to Sagar.

After all, he didn't need to have any scruples, and now all of Trier's necromancy was left with Sagar and the three huge mothers behind him.

"That is, from the beginning, you were an undercover agent." Sagar was no longer surprised when he heard the news, he was mentally prepared for this.

There was no surprise on Sagar's face, but it disappointed Yaktri, and the reason why he wanted to tell Sagar everything was actually to see Sagar's surprised and desperate expression to satisfy his evil taste.

"No, no, no, I really wanted to help you destroy the demons in the first place. But her successor came, yes, the heir of the Black Temple, and I saw the hope of the Black Temple rising again, so I repented. You have become my pawns from that moment on, and I will use you to bring the Black Temple back to the light of day, and let the demons become what I am satisfied with."

Aktri's words were a little incoherent, but Sagar understood that he and his necrons were just tools to be used.

The compatriots of the underworld still did not respond, and Sagar had completely given up on his expectations of his fellow underworld. If you can choose to fight in the end, you can die a decent death.

"Alright, I'm done with what I need to say, Master Artevans, I'll leave it to you." Actri breathed a long sigh of relief, felt much more relaxed, and turned to walk out.

"I'm a little flattered by what you call me." In terms of age, Aktri, who is completely his own elder, has put himself in a low position to call Artevans, which really surprises Artevis.

"You are the heir of Lord Kaira, so the loyalty that I cannot continue to give to Lord Kayla can be transferred to you." Actory walked straight past Atfans.

"Please leave a mother behind." The moment he brushed aside with Artevis, Actory lowered his voice and left the Necronomical's lair.

There are only two people left in the entire nest**, Artevans and Sagar, and there is no way for the necromantic mother to participate in the battle, they can only convey their will and hatch the spirits. As long as Sagar is killed, then the years-long conflict between the demons and the necromancy will be over.

"I wish you could give me some pleasure before you die." Atfans looked at Sagar with murderous intent in his eyes, but he was also expecting Sagar to struggle a little.

"The honor of the race does not allow me to retreat." Of course, Sagar would not accept death, and he had endured the mother's orders to attack him for a long time.

Sagar, who is essentially a spirit, needs to obey the will of his mother, even as a Necromantic King. The Mother Body is the supreme existence of the Necromancy, and Sagar's ability to endure it for a while after the Mother Body has given the order has proven that he has a chance to become the first Necronomicon with an independent will.

It's just that it's too late.

If the Necronomicon could be as good at scheming as other intelligent races, I am afraid that they would not end up being used. For a long time, it was only their special way of reproduction that supported the Necronomicony for a long time. What seems to be a staggering number of necromancy, once it encounters a truly powerful attack, is actually vulnerable.

"Let's fight!" Sagar suddenly had an extra blade in his hand, and then rushed towards Artfans.

"Oh? It's a good backbone, but that's the end of it.'" Artevans could feel the power of Sagar's blade, but in front of him, it seemed so small.

Sagar made an attack at the end that pleased Atfans, and Atfans decided to take the fight seriously and probably won't last long.

He stared closely at the approaching Sagar, and his left hand suddenly made a fist movement.

Hardly with any warning, a large black hand came out of the ground, grabbed Sagar, and then forced. In an instant, Sagar was cut off. The whole process didn't even last a few seconds.

Sagar's death also officially means that the Necrons have failed.

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Next.

The news of the demon's victory spread throughout Dimor, and the civilians shed tears of emotion, they no longer had to live a life of fear.

The reappearance of the "Black Temple" allowed the demons to avoid the chaos that occurred after Zak's death, and officially became the organization that ruled the entire demons.

Thanks to the efforts of Kaina and some of the members of the Black Temple, Trier began to rebuild.

And these so-called members are just made by Actri. With the execution of Kayla, the original huge system of the "Black Temple" collapsed in an instant, and everyone except Yaktri left.

Loyal to Khayla close to the twisted Actri, he kills the departing members to prevent them from divulging the secrets of the Black Temple, and transforms them into unconscious and obedient figures. In Actri's heart, this is the only way that these members will remain loyal to the "Black Temple" forever.

After placing the dolls in various parts of the temple of Notis and commanding them to guard the temple, Actory vanished.

Later, Sark originally wanted to destroy the Temple, but due to the influence of the Dark Pope, he finally planned to be out of sight, and the Temple was covered up by the newly built castle.

Yaktri also did not expect that Kaila's sister Kaina would secretly return to the Temple of Notis and take care of the inside, taking over the mask of the High Priest of Kayla and becoming the new High Priestess.

"This temple is where Kaina-sama trained me, and now that I think about it, I really owe her gratitude." While Kaina was leading the puppets in Trier's post-war work, Sheola summoned Atvance to familiarize him with the construction of the Notis Temple.

"When you actually look inside, it's not too big." Artevans walked in the main chamber of the temple, looking around.

"Because the Sanctuary of Notis was originally just the residence of the Dark Pope, the main chamber in the middle was the main hall, and the left and right sides were the rooms assigned to the main trunk of the black temple. However, there is a relatively large space under the temple, which is simulated by spells to resemble the appearance of an empty grassland. As for what it did, Kaina-sama didn't say.

Theora followed behind Artevans, patiently explaining the situation in the Temple of Notis.

"Where's Aktri?" Atfans noticed that Aktri had not been seen here.

"Lord Aktri is in that cave in Yelam. When Master Artevans found out about it, I promised Master Aktri that he would take care of the cave." Sheola responded immediately.

What Theola didn't tell Atfans, though, was what Octtri was going to do in that cave. But considering that Aktri wanted to leave a necromantic matrix for himself, Artevans could probably guess Aktri's general intentions.

The cave where the snails used to live was rich in minerals, and with enough space, it was perfect both as a mining site and as an experimental site for Aktri.

After bringing the necromantic mother to the cave, Acteri began to transform the mother's will, so that although the mother still retains the power of absorbing the dead and the function of hatching spirits as a necromantic mother, the hatched spirit can completely do things for the demons.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Aktri also deliberately made some modifications to the mother body, so that it could only hatch intermediate spirits. Of course, the hatched mid-level spirits will still obey the mother's instructions, but the mother's will is completely the will of Aktri, and the part that was originally the necromancy has been completely erased by Aktri.

Yaktri's approach also raised the speed of the demon's post-war recovery to a higher level, using the intermediate spirit body hatched by the transformed mother body to turn them into humanoid necromancers and work for the demons without stopping, greatly alleviating the lack of labor caused by the large reduction of civilians and soldiers of the demons.

That's all Artevans could think of with the Necro Mother to do. If there was a better use for this, Artevans would have to admit that Aktri was indeed a genius.

"You asked me to come here, there must be something else." Artevans pulled his thoughts back and turned to look at Theola.

"And, of course, I want to talk to you about the ruler." Siola said, smiling.