A new day of life in Dimore City began with the ringing of the bell of the Demon Castle.

Early in the morning, Sheola left the castle without any escort and rode a skeleton horse to Yellam.

The sky of the Hellenary will always look like there is black smoke, and creatures who have lived in the Hellland for a long time will judge whether it is "morning" or "night" based on the density of black smoke in the sky. If it's still early, the black smoke in the sky will be scarce and even difficult to detect.

Walking along the main road leading from Dimor City to the neutral region of Yeland, the traces of the previous Eclipse Beast invasion are still there.

The closer Sheola got to Yealam, the more she could see the ruined ground and fallen trees in the woods. No one pays attention to the traces left by these battles, and nature will slowly repair those "wounds" that are within its reach.

The skeleton horse is very fast, but it is better to say that Sheola's equestrian skills are very good. Less than an hour had passed, and she had reached the only road by the river in Yellan.

After dismounting, Sheola looked around warily, and there was no sign of the Necromancy.

Although after Rusa returned yesterday, Sheola specifically inquired about Yelan's situation, and the reply she received was that there was no trace of the Necromantic stationing, but Sheola still kept an eye on it.

"Rest here, don't run anywhere else." Sheola touched the skeleton horse's face and said.

"Yes, Lord Sheola." The skeleton horse shook its head, its mouth slightly open, and then it made a sound.

The skeleton horse is a relatively high-level existence among the demonic beasts in the Dark Hell, because it has been raised by the demons for a long time, and has been infected by strong spiritual power, and gradually has the ability to speak, but only the demons can understand what the skeleton horse is saying.

Skeleton horses were originally a must-have monster in every household of the Demon Clan, but due to the invasion of the Necromancy, a large number of skeleton horses died in the attack, and the remaining skeleton horses have been completely raised by the castle.

Before becoming a strategist, Sheola's role in the castle was to raise skeleton horses, so this also made her have a certain tacit understanding with each skeleton horse.

After setting up the skeleton horses, Sheola walked along the river in the direction of Trier. But before she could take a few steps, Sheola felt a sense of murderous intent.

(Is it on the right?) ）

Sheola didn't even look at it, and with a flash of her figure, she dodged the low-level spirit that flew quickly.

When she looked closely, she found that her head was surrounded by several low-level spirits, ready to attack.

"Please stop this trick." Sheola didn't care about the spirit that could fall on her head at any moment, and said after looking at a tree not far away.

As soon as the words fell, the low-level spirit on his head fell, and Xiora dodged the attack with her nimble body, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes.

Then she heard a round of applause, and a mysterious man wearing a mask and cloak stepped out from behind the tree, followed by a necromancer, none other than Antern, who had been scared away by Theola.

"The demon strategist is not bad, but why don't you make a move?" The mystery man said in a playful tone.

"I'm not good at fighting, so please forgive me for disappointing you." Sheola responded in a cold tone.

"Liar......," Antenn muttered to the mysterious man. The shock and fear that Sheola brought him, he will never forget.

"When I woke up, was the voice I heard calling you?" Sheola took two steps forward and asked.

"Oh, yes, I'm here to tell you that the necromancy will attack again soon, and I hope the demons will give me some pleasure and don't surrender." There was a mockery in the mysterious man's tone.

"yes, then I do want to see it." Halfway through her speech, Sheora paused, thinking for a few seconds, "I don't think you guys will have any effect on us if you don't come with a large-scale attack."

"Can I see this as a provocation?" The mysterious man was not angry, but laughed disdainfully.

The mysterious man's words gave Theola some ideas, she knew that the mysterious man was the key to the Necromantic being able to defeat the demons again and again, so she wanted to make the mysterious man instigate the Necrons to launch a general attack in a provocative way, which could also indirectly contribute to Artevans' wishes.

"However, there is no need for your provocation, the Necrons will soon launch a wave of what they consider to be a fierce attack."

The mysterious man deliberately raised his voice, then took a few steps forward and stood in front of Xiola, the two sides stood facing each other, and no one let anyone in their momentum.

Looking at Xiola's indifferent expression, the mysterious man breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "But before that, I want to give you a gift first."

The mysterious man then turned back to Antern, clutching a hedron in his hand. He walked up to Anten and handed the hedron to the other party. Anteen took the hedron and, without hesitation, swallowed it.

With a roar, Antenn began to exude a dangerous aura from his body, and his body became a little larger.

"I hope you'll like it...... mystery man said, and then vanished.

After the mystery man left, Anten, who was beginning to lose consciousness, was left in place.

(The effect of that hedron seems to be good, and it seems that the strength of this necromancy has doubled compared to before.) ）

Theora looked playfully at Antern in front of her, who had completely absorbed the energy of the hedrons. Although Antenn exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, and each step sent a shockwave, it was just a gust of wind on Sheola's cheeks.

She didn't care about the momentum of Antenn in front of her for a moment, she was thinking about the hedron. Things that can make living organisms suddenly increase their strength are relatively rare in the Dark Hell, and what Xiora knows is that the "Black Temple" of the demon race has such technology.

However, after Caila's death, the "Black Temple" was almost completely hidden, and even Sack did not know what the current structure of the "Black Palace" was, nor did he know where the organization's base camp was, as if it had disappeared with Caila's death.

In Sheola's impression, the items made by the "Black Temple" that she had seen that could temporarily increase the combat power of creatures were crystal-like.

However, Sheola doesn't seem to be interested in the identity of the mysterious man, but she is interested in Anten, who is now approaching her step by step.

"Kill ...... Kill ......' Anten's mouth kept repeating, as if he had lost his mind due to the effect of the hedrons.

Sheola just stood still, quietly watching what Antern wanted to do.

I saw that Anteen suddenly disappeared from Sheola's sight, and when she reappeared, she was already behind Sheola, and she lifted the giant axe and slashed at her head.

Sheola just sighed and didn't look back. The axe slashed down, only to slash at the ice that Sheola had condensed behind him.

Seeing that the first blow was not successful, Antern immediately launched a second and third blows, almost ignoring the weight of the great axe, and poured down like a storm.

But every attack was blocked by the ice that instantly condensed, and Sheola didn't even move.

"Could you please stop, it'll stain my clothes if you continue like this?" It was a few minutes before Theola slowly turned her head and grabbed the great axe that had just been chopped down.

The chill from his hand made the part of the axe that was being grasped begin to freeze. Antenn roared, and pulled the axe out of Sheola's hand.

Sheola didn't catch it for a moment, and the axe cut her finger when she got out of her hand, and a little blood came out of her fingertips.

Seeing blood flowing from her fingertips, Xiola's face instantly darkened, and she stared at Antenn like garbage.

As Antenn swung his great axe and swept towards Sheola again, several ice arrows rained down from the sky, piercing his limbs and instantly freezing the wound where the ice arrow hit. The powerful impact of the ice arrow sent Antern lying on the ground. The ice arrow pierced through Antern's limbs and plunged into the ground, immobilizing him.

"Now, let's talk, can you please look at me?" Theora stepped forward and kicked Antenn in the head. Antern, who was originally facing the ground, was kicked and his head was twisted 180 degrees. As soon as he tried to let out a cry of pain, his nerves froze for a moment.

Now Anten's eyes could see Sheola, but only her cold eyes.

"For the sake of your current strength, I will give you as a gift to Lord Artevans." Xiola sneered, reached out to summon a different dimension, and took out a pocket watch from the other dimension.

"Two hours, that should be enough." Sheola opened her pocket watch, spun the gears on the side, and muttered the words in her mouth. A moment later, she pressed the gear.

Antern's gaze instantly became dull, and an inexplicable force made him forcibly break free from the control of the ice arrow and stand up, regardless of the cost of losing his hands and feet, and at the same time turned his head back from being kicked by Sheola. The wounds on the limbs pierced by the ice arrows are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Go...... Sheola waved her hand, and Antenn turned and ran in the direction of Dimor.

When Anteen was no longer in sight, Theora nodded in satisfaction and returned to the resting skeleton horse.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Theola touched the skeleton horse's neck and rode on.

"Will that puppet be able to accomplish Sheola-sama's purpose?" The skeleton horse asked, and it had seen everything that had just happened.

"That's my gift to Lord Artevans, and he'll love it." Siola said, turning her head to look in Trier's direction.

In the sky above Trier, a large blue cloud-like object was converging and growing.

"Lord Artevans, you need that gift." Siola looked at the blue lump as if talking to herself, as if to the skeleton horse.

"Let's go back......

As soon as Sheola's words fell, and he didn't make much of a move, the skeleton horse started steadily, and then gradually accelerated, carrying Sheola in the direction of Dimor.

By this time, Sheola seemed to have heard the alarm at the Dimore Pass......