The deepest part of Trier, the lair of the Necronomicon.

"Your Excellency the Necromantic King, I think it is time to send all the remaining necromancers who can be mobilized to Dimor, the vitality of the weak demons has not yet recovered, this is an opportunity."

Aktri tries to persuade Sagar, the Necromantic King, but Sagar is unmoved, much to Aktri's annoyance.

"Your Excellency the Necromantic King, I have not done anything against you for a long time, and my plan has given you Trir as a territory for the Necro race to multiply. I don't know what Your Excellency is thinking, but the part of the necromancer that can't be sent out is fully capable of defending here."

Aktri's tone was a little impatient, and his voice raised a bit, and his hands waved involuntarily. The exaggerated gestures and deliberately accentuated tone were infectious, and Sagar finally chose to accept Actri's words.

"Well, I accept what you say, but before that, I'm going to ask the mothers about their will." Sagar spoke, turning and spreading his arms to the three giant mothers behind him.

These three huge mothers are special beings in the mothers, and while they can give birth to more high-level spirits, they can also connect the wills of all mothers. And the lair of the Necronomicon King is undoubtedly the main base of the Necronomicon in the Dark Hell.

After a period of spiritual communication between Sagar and the Mother, Sagar slowly turned around and said to Acteri, "The Mothers have agreed to my approach, and now, all the remaining Necromancers that can be sent out will be led by you, friend."

"Oh...... It would be an honor, Lord of the Necromancy.' As if flattered, Acteri instinctively stepped back and made a gentlemanly salute to Sagar.

"There aren't many necromancers left who can go out, how are you going to defeat Dimorr with your limited combat power?" Sagar confided his doubts to Actri.

Aktri shook his finger and smacked his lips in a frivolous manner. But Sagar was very grateful to the mysterious being who had been helping the people expand their living space, and would not care about Yaktri's behavior.

"If my suspicion is correct, the demons have already begun to fight back, and at worst, they have already broken through the garrison at the entrance to Trier." Aktri said leisurely.

"Think about it, Your Excellency the Necromantic King, every time we launch a large-scale attack, we will hide for a period of time after that, and the demons will definitely be aware of it. Besides, the victory in the previous battle had boosted their morale, so it made sense to launch a counterattack at this time."

Actory's words, though casual in tone, caught Sagar's attention, and Sagar tried to sense the Mother Body at the entrance to Trier, but could not sense anything.

"As you say, they've arrived." Only when the mother died, Sagar could not sense the presence of the mother, and his face became gloomy. Immediately afterward, Sagar induces with the Mother Bodies scattered throughout Trier, requesting the Mother Bodies to issue wartime orders to all the necromancers they are connected to.

"Yes, as I expected, that's why I asked Your Excellency to send troops to Dimor." Octeri looked at ease, and he didn't worry that Trill would be attacked by the demons all at once. Despite wearing a mask, there must be a calm appearance underneath the mask.

"What are you going to do?" Sagar had already delivered the message, and he was curious as to what Acttri wanted to do.

"In the previous battle with the demons, they lost almost all of their soldiers, and if they wanted to break through Trier, they couldn't help but go out. However, Sack, as the Demon King, will stay in the city of Dimor. What I want to do, I think Your Excellency already knows.'"

Actory was only halfway through his sentence and then went on. As the Necromantic King, Sagar was endowed with the highest wisdom of the Necromancy, and it was not difficult to understand Aktri's words, and he understood what Aktri wanted to do after a little thought.

"So, when is the time to start?" Sagar asked.

"Now, Lord of the Necromancy." Actory responded on the spot.

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"Lord Artevis, please look at this." Taking advantage of the nightmare, Rusa quickly looked around Trier before returning to Atvance and placing her hand on Atrier's forehead.

Through Rusa's memories, Artevans could see that Trier had only one entrance, and that everything else was blocked off by invisible walls, similar to Dimor's. But unlike Dimor, the Necroman's residence is in the deepest part of Trier, on the other side of the entrance.

Trier has been turned into a wasteland, and the terrain looks quite open. However, judging from what Rusha saw when she returned, the Necronomicon had already sensed the attack of the demons. The mother body began to move slowly, driving countless low-level spirits to erect walls of spirits. Only by breaking through the layers of defenses could Artevans and the others have the possibility of attacking the Necromancy's lair.

"It's a completely unequal battle...... "Artevans sighed as he broke off Rusa's memory sharing.

"That's why we're more cautious." Dvoga seemed to have seen the rising wall in the distance, and his expression became solemn.

"Looks like the old adversary guessed our plan." Sheola wasn't nervous, "I don't plan to use too complicated tactics, the necromancers who can't leave a certain range of the mother body have no intelligence, they just need to use the simplest temptation."

"Trier is a stepped geographical structure, and since this is the case, we will gradually go deeper and deeper, layer by layer, and slowly disintegrate their defenses." Theora said, looking at Ive, "General, thank you for your hard work."

Ivor was stunned, but then let out a hearty laugh, "I can't wait to do it!"

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Sagar's so-called wartime directives are for the Mother to drive the low-level spirits to build a defensive wall, and the mid-level spirits will stand behind the walls, and if the walls are breached, they will immediately launch a group attack on the intruding enemies, and the high-level spirits will guard the mother's side.

Trier is a stepped, elevated landscape, and there is no connection between each layer of the Necromancy's defenses, and once the defense line in front of it is breached, the defense line in the back layer will not be able to help.

But as you get closer to the Necronomicon Lair, the strength of the mother body will become higher and higher, the number and strength of the Necrons will become stronger, and the warriors of the demon clan will also face stronger challenges.

Carrying his tomahawk, Ivor swaggered to the outermost line of defense, swaggering to the outermost line of defense, looking at the wall that had been constructed in front of him.

"This was originally a land belonging to the Demon Clan, but it is really unpleasant to be occupied by you guys!" Ivor roared and raised his battle axe, and the power of the fire demon exploded instantly.

The tomahawk slammed into the wall made of low-level spirits, like chopping vegetables, and instantly smashed the wall to pieces. However, the moment the wall shattered, the remaining low-level spirits that made up the wall also flew towards Ive. Each of the low-level spirits deals a negligible amount of explosive damage.

Iver snorted coldly, and the flames on his body quickly erupted, burning the low-level spirit body that flew towards him.

"Let's fight!" Iver roared, picking up his tomahawk and rushing forward. The flames that covered his body provided him with the outermost layer of protection, and all the low-level spirits that came near him were burned to ashes in an instant.

The moment the wall collapsed, the undead who were waiting behind the wall swarmed up and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Eve.

These individuals who are unable to move freely, and even have no names, naturally cannot compare their strength with the relatively strong necromantic soldiers who can move freely. It is also an intermediate spirit body, and the necromantic soldiers have weapons made of necromantic power, while these ordinary intermediate spirit bodies can only fight with their own bodies.

Iver rushed into the pile of necrons, slashing at his own spirits. Ive's fighting spirit had been fully aroused, and as long as there were dead spirits in his field of vision, he would wave the battle axe in his hand and mercilessly split them in two.

The battle axe, which was attached to the power of the fire demon, burned their source spirit bodies in the moment it split one dead spirit after another.

As Iver grew stronger, the line of defense he attacked had collapsed, and the undead who lacked wisdom did not know how to react, and could only rush to the breached gap without thinking.

Iver seemed to be a tireless machine, fighting frantically, but in the face of a huge number of enemies, he was hit many times and showed many scars on his body.

"General, fight quickly, don't indulge." The words of Theola, which rang in his head, alerted Ive.

"Hmph, when will I be able to fight to my heart's content?" Iv shook his head slightly dissatisfied, and looked around at the enemies that had swarmed around the week, his eyes suddenly becoming more ferocious.

"Hellfire, blast it!" Iver roared, and the air around him suddenly heated up, and the energy was released to a critical point in an instant.

With a loud bang, an area around Ivor suddenly exploded, and flames soared into the sky. The powerful wave of qi also scattered the necromancers who were lucky enough not to be affected by the explosion into pieces.

After the explosion, Ivor gasped for breath and braced himself with his tomahawk. The outermost line of defense was shattered by Ive's alone, and there was no longer the ability to defend it.

Iver rested for a moment, ignoring the remaining necromancers, who were no longer a threat, and hurried to the next layer of defense.

As if sensing Ive's amazing power, the necromancers of the second line of defense began to gather at the place where Ive's run. Iver didn't play any tricks, yelled, and rushed straight towards the spot where a large number of undead had gathered.

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"General Eve, he is really brave, he has attracted the necromancy of the second line of defense, these creatures who are not self-conscious, it is really sad." Sheola smiled disdainfully.

Sheola's plan was for Iver to draw attention and destroy the weakest outermost line of defense, and then make the defense of the second line of defense more focused.

With the number of Spirits on each stack not changing, the appearance of a defensive focus will cause some parts of the defense to become weaker. In this way, the rest of the people can easily break through the weakened place and attack when the necromancers inside are caught off guard.

"Everyone, let's attack!" Seeing that the time was ripe, Dvoga immediately led his soldiers and killed them.

The fierce war has just begun......