In the wizarding world of the Southern Regions, Castle Black's reputation was once in the limelight because of the legendary powerhouse 'Blood Queen' Mary, but since Mary left the Southern Regions, Castle Black has been in a state of inactivity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It wasn't until a millennium ago that Isabel was born.

At the age of less than a hundred years, she advanced to a third-level wizard, and also set foot on the path of true knowledge of the soul system. Just when everyone thought that Isabel would take over from the Twisted Great Wizard Bazel and lead a new era of legends, she suddenly chose to leave the wizarding world of the Southern Regions, and she still does not know where to go, nor does she know her life or death.

Since then, for thousands of years, no one in the Southern Regions has been able to win the legend.

No one knows where Isabel has gone, or if Isabel will return to the South. Therefore, even if the day of Castle Black is overdue, even if there is an ownerless witchcraft garden in the middle world, even if Isabella is just an ordinary second-level wizard who dominates Castle Black, no one dares to kill her.

Castle Black, which has been quiet for thousands of years.

In particular, the real black castle located in the inner world has hardly seen any waves for thousands of years.

Until today.

The place where the Black Castle was established is the Thunder Pool Point of the Inner World. Here, there are thunderclouds for almost 24 hours, and there has been no sunny day for a long, long time. The forests here are called the Black Forest, and the land here is called Scorched Earth, which has been dominated by darkness and thunder.

But, on this day. While all the Castle Black residents were going about their lives as usual, the Thunder Pond Point suddenly changed dramatically.

At first, the air suddenly became stagnant for some reason. But most people are in Castle Black and don't notice it.

Immediately after, the undead in the Black Forest suddenly began to tremble, and no one cried anymore, and no one dared to show their faces. Today's apprentices who deal with the bathed corpses, even if they make loud movements, no undead will come up.

You must know that when they usually dispose of corpses, as long as they make a little noise, the undead hidden in the shadows are like mad dogs that smell meat, and they all come out in one go.

But at this moment, it was suddenly abnormal, they looked at each other, and they didn't know what was happening.

When the undead shivered and hid in a hidden place, another change appeared. The thunder snakes in the sky suddenly became less and slower, and at the end of the day, all the thunder snakes that often showed their heads disappeared. Not only that, but even the black clouds that filled the sky and overwhelmed the city began to fade slowly.

However, those who noticed this even faintly saw through the black clouds the true color of the sky in the inner world.

-- The black gray is blue, like a blue sky spreading out a layer of haze.

The changes in the outside world, from the naked eye, are not obvious now, at least there are still many people who have not noticed these changes.

Until...... The black clouds dispersed, and a hole appeared in the middle, and endless revenants came out of the hole, began to scream, began to scream, and then kept hovering in the center of the cavity, forming a huge cloud of revenant souls.

At the same time, strange black-gray smoke bubbled out from all over the Black Forest, cemeteries, and scorched earth. It was the hidden undead, the negativity of being drawn away by the cloud of revenants in the air as they shivered.

The cloud of revenants in the sky, with the help of countless undead on the ground. The Revenant Cloud, which was originally thousands of meters, was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, from two thousand meters to three thousand meters, and finally even tens of thousands of meters, and it was still bursting out in a range of tens of thousands of meters, with no weak stop in the middle.

As the cloud of revenants expanded, the more black-gray smoke evaporated from the ground, and the screams of the revenants became louder and louder.

The wind was so strong that even the windows of the Black Castle were creaking.

Now, even the apprentices of Castle Black, who lived alone in their own residences, noticed the earth-shaking changes in the outside world. Not to mention, the 'Madame Butterfly' Felicia, who was bartending alone in the hall on the first floor.

Felicia was still wearing a slim black dress, and she walked to the door with a graceful posture.

Slender and slender hands grabbed the doorknob and slammed it open.

The violent wind came from the pavement. Blowing her ink-dyed hair back, the curly hair seemed to have vitality, bending and winding in the wind, tense and shrinking. At this moment, Felicia seems to have incarnated into a medusa, with a hint of feminine tenderness in the horror.

In addition to the raging hurricane, there was the almost ubiquitous scream of the undead, howling throughout Castle Black the moment the gate opened.

Felicia looked up and quietly looked at the growing clouds of revenants in the sky, and after a moment, she suddenly smiled faintly.

"Alchemy Omen. Good means, I really underestimate you. Felicia took out the crystal ball, and with the surge of magic power, the picture in the crystal ball began to change wildly, and finally froze on the negative ninth floor of Castle Black - the blood prison.

Her gaze was not on Diablo, but on another place.

This is where the omen come from.

However, the crystal ball could not see the source of the omen, as it was surrounded by an extremely strong black and gray aura.

"Only props above the intermediate level will have a bad omen. It can refine mid-level props, and it can be refined in a short period of time. It seems that this unexpected elementary school apprentice is not simple. Felicia's face showed thought, she had thought that this guy might be the puppeteer's apprentice, but at the moment, it shouldn't be.

The level of puppeteers refining puppets is very high, but when it comes to alchemy, it is actually not very good. With the means of this junior apprentice, if there is no accident, it is definitely taught by the alchemy master. Such a genius is definitely not an apprentice of a puppeteer.

So, could it be a disciple of some alchemy master in Sky Machinery City?

As Felicia pondered, the cloud of revenants in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and this time the alchemy omen shrouded the area had exceeded 100,000 meters.

Ingres himself did not expect such a big vision.

Felicia muttered, "It's a pity that I played the wrong card." Wouldn't he have chosen to refine the props to restrain the undead in this source of the undead? Hadn't he considered the variables of the undead in the outside world? These variables were enough to make the good situation collapse. ”

Alchemy is like this, any variable, if you don't think carefully and think about it, will appear in the current situation.

In the realm where there are so many undead, he actually dares to refine the props to restrain the undead, which was originally only a kilometer of the undead cloud, but under the intensification of countless undead here, it finally became such a large-scale omen.

"In such a situation, you still want to break through the omen?" Felicia shook her head, a little pity for this great talent.

There is also a reason why alchemists are so particular about choosing alchemy places. Ingres did this, it was completely rash, mainly because he had too few alchemists in contact with him, and he didn't know much common sense, and in the end, when this situation occurred, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it himself.

Felicia put away the crystal ball, since she couldn't see the specific situation of the blood prison, there was no need to pay attention to it, anyway, he couldn't break through this omen, and in the end he would not die and be seriously injured. The aspect of death is a little bigger.

Felicia turned around and closed the door, ready to continue mixing.

But just as she walked towards the bartender, an oppressive force suddenly fell from the sky, and she stood up straight suddenly, with surprise in her eyes. Turning around, he opened the door again regardless of his manners.

She looked into the sky.

The cloud of revenant souls, which was tens of thousands of meters, suddenly began to shrink sharply. When it was contracted to the end, there was only a 100-meter range left.

A huge blank space was left in the sky, and a sunny day that had not been seen for decades appeared. Although the color of the sky in the inner world is not pretty, it still makes people feel oppressive, but compared to the billowing black clouds, such a hazy day is comparable to the most transparent blue sky in the middle of summer in the surface world.

The sky was white, which was a good thing in the eyes of the apprentices.

But for Felicia, all her attention was on the cloud of revenants within a hundred meters. The condensed cloud of revenant souls is so oppressive that it is beyond imagination.

Even she herself felt that if that Revenant Cloud was a living individual, with her current strength, she might not be sure to defeat it.

"Good boy, even if you die today, you will definitely leave a name in the world!" Felicia trembled as she looked at the cloud of revenants in the sky. The clouds were still changing, and they were converging, and the oppressive force was getting stronger.

Felicia suddenly had a wonderful, bold, but absolutely unreliable idea.

If, under such pressure, the apprentice had successfully survived the omen. What class will the props he refine be? I'm afraid it won't go beyond the middle level and reach the high level......

Worse still, strategic? or...... Straight to the mystery.

Felicia took out the crystal ball again and looked at the blood prison. The little alchemist was still surrounded by a black and gray aura, and with her ability, she couldn't see through the omen.

On the other side, Diablo and another dark-haired woman were leaning against the wall, their faces both turning white and even slowly turning blue.

Because they are the closest to the omens, where the winds are strongest, and where the undead are most rampant.

They can't even breathe now, and they see life going backwards.

Diablo didn't know that things would turn out like this, obviously he was just refining a prop, how could he be in such a violent state? Also, although he couldn't see the omen of the outside world, was there still less omen he experienced in the Sky Machinery City? From his current state, he could infer how brutal and ferocious the omen of the outside world was.

"Angel, do you hear me? Stop, stop!"

"I'm dying!"

"Where's the contract, the contract! He's going to kill me, so get him to stop!"

"Hell, damn the omen!"

Diablo frantically cried out to Ingres in his psychic frenulade, but his whirring was like a stone thrown into the sea, sinking to the bottom and making no waves.

Diablo's eyes had begun to turn white, he couldn't breathe, and his blood was boiling with so much pressure that he was under pressure.

He seems to have seen images of his whole life from birth.

Diablo wanted to cry without tears, he felt that he had died unjustly, he was not killed by Isabella, he was not killed by Felicia, and he did not die in any soul-chasing land or soul domain, but he died on his teammates!

The most important thing is that his teammates go to refine props, and he is extremely supportive!

So, he actually died at his own hands?