A ghostly shrill cry suddenly came out of a misty area, a strange and piercing sound that seemed to affect even the endless fog around it, trembling and rippling, as if it was evading.

Endless gray mist surged out of Robson's body, and the death-glowing spell was particularly corrosive.

Around him, a church member who had no time to dodge was affected by the mist, and the white magic shield revealed on his body was completely unstoppable, and he saw that the flesh and blood of his body immediately dissolved and dissipated, and finally turned into a skeleton scattered all over the ground.

The other people in the church were also forced back by this unique attack, but after retreating, they did not just watch, but in this white mist-shrouded world, the powerful necromancer in the center of the revolving rapidly, all kinds of light on his body spread and connected, gradually connecting into one.

The Church's unique combination spells can have a certain amount of combat power even against casters of higher levels than them.

However, while they began to perform this special way of fighting, the enemy did not sit idle.

I saw that the gray smoke coming out of Robson's whole body was like a group of snakes, entangled and looped with each other, forcing back the besieging people around him, completely submerging himself, and the large number of "snakes" quickly inwards and flowed out from the edge. It looks like something is brewing.

So when the combined spells of the people in the church were basically formed, the necromancer Robson's methods suddenly exploded!

It was a real eruption, and he saw that the large amount of mist that was tangled and entangled on his body suddenly turned into countless gray air currents and crashed into the surroundings, even up and down, left and right.

There was a strange resemblance to the scene of demonic smoke surging out of the evil that Charles had seen in the evil forces.

The surrounding church members were forced back by this strange magic even more completely, and naturally they were no longer able to stop the necromancer who unleashed such a strange attack.

So, when the gray mist had cleared, they looked up and saw that he was gone.

"Shadow Snake Molt?"

Seeing this, the monk named Davis had a gloomy face.

……

Two kilometers away from the church people, a well-dressed middle-aged fat man who was as fat as a pig was now on a cane, looking around blankly as he wiped the sweat stains from his forehead with a handkerchief.

As the helmsman of the Mason family in Porso City, he was originally watching the old king's speech at close range on the high platform of the square, who would have thought that one after another changes would suddenly occur, and in the end he actually fell into this kind of place where birds don't poop by himself, and he didn't even have a bodyguard!

"I shouldn't have gone out." He sighed in frustration for an unknown number of times.

"How beautiful the maid is at home, why do you want to see the nagging of that dead old man? By the way, now he is really a dead old man, and I hope that the Lord of Thorns will bless him to heaven. ”

Muttering, the physical exertion of the successive journeys seemed to have been restored, so he finally wiped the sweat from his face and hurried again with his cane.

Although he is in a high position, the fat man doesn't know what this place is, and he thinks that as long as he walks, he will always find an exit.

Unfortunately, he didn't go far before he suddenly frowned and stopped. Then he clutched his stomach and cried out in pain.

The pain didn't seem to be severe at first, but it became more and more intense as time went on, to the point where the fat man began to fall to the ground and roll and struggle.

Under the screams like killing pigs, I saw that his belly was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, it exploded with a bang!

Blood mixed with a large amount of minced flesh bloomed everywhere, and the fat man groaned, life passed, and his eyes gradually glazed.

At this moment, a large piece of clothing on his stomach had disappeared, revealing the viscous flesh inside.

A thick green liquid mixed with fragments of organs that seemed to have melted, and a naked boy covered in blood stretched out from his blown belly.

And as he began to move, the warm "mother" around him passed rapidly, and the bloody dampness around him became drier.

Eventually, when the boy turned into a slightly shorter brown-haired youth, the big fat man beneath him had become a "disemboweled" corpse.

"The Shadow Snake is disgusting."

The young man who had cast this spell for the first time glanced at the large amount of shriveled material that had adhered to his skin, and his brow furrowed.

After looking down at the dried corpse at his feet, he thought for a moment and raised his hand to chant an obscure incantation towards the dried corpse.

The surrounding area was covered by endless thick fog, and no one noticed the situation here, and under the effect of the spell, I saw that the shriveled corpse suddenly trembled, and a hazy wail faintly revealed from it!

Looking at the transformed corpse, the young man retreated as he chanted a mantra.

Finally, when he squatted on the ground and slapped the rock-like surface with his palm, the dried corpse not far away suddenly roared and "jumped up" from the ground!

Accompanied by a large number of rocks that melted at some point, accompanied by the screams of the soul, the skeleton of the dried corpse formed a core, and a large number of rocks quickly broke free from the surface and floated, bonding and clinging, participating in the rebirth of the dried corpse.

Float, snap, combine, melt...... Eventually, a tall horse made of black rock and full of sharp edges took shape in front of me.

Seeing this, the naked young man stepped forward, sprang forward despite the horse's angry struggle, and with the effect of a spell in his mouth, directed the stone horse to a certain direction in the thick fog.

Although the locator was stolen and he was unable to move with his kind, Robson, who knew how to leave, was not worried.

Even in order not to let himself fall behind the large army, he did not hesitate to use a spell that hurt the roots, but also to escape from here quickly.

Because he knew that if it was too long and there were other church people outside, it would not be convenient for their church friend to release the water again.

"Arrive at the area where this strange thing first opens, and then use a special spell to notify her to sneak us out."

After going through the process, Robson was a little relieved, but when he arrived at his destination, he was stunned by what he saw.

His companions had already arrived at their predetermined location in advance, but strangely enough, they had gathered here at this moment, looking dazed.

"We chanted the incantation so many times, and no one paid any attention." Seeing him arrive, a fellow necromantic explained so. The others around them nodded in the same way, looking worried.

Obviously, as long as you recite the mantra, the person outside can hear it, and then secretly open the back door for them, how is it different from what you said?

What went wrong?

"The original benefits were not reaped, the old king died and did not say it, and he caused this kind of trouble, I knew it earlier, and a fool would do it......"

Someone muttered resentfully, taking the clothes handed by a companion, and Robson sighed helplessly as he dressed. But he was also a little more unconvinced.

If it really didn't work, then wouldn't it be in vain for me to run over in such a hurry?

So under the stupid gaze of the people around him, he recited the notification spell after getting dressed.

Unfortunately, it was useless, after the spell fell, the white mist rippled around him, and there was silence up and down, left and right, and there was no response.