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In a dark swamp, a long line walked slowly.

With each foot, the foot sank deep into the mud, and the black water soaked into the center of the calf, and it was lifted up with great effort, making a "coo" sound, turning out the black mud, making the stench that permeated the surroundings more fresh and hot.

The air was unusually humid, breathless, and it felt like the mouth and nose were covered by a dirty rag, nauseous, bored, but nowhere to vent.

What's even more annoying is the ubiquitous mosquitoes, which are not ordinary mosquitoes, the insects in the poor mountains and bad waters are the most vicious, and a bite is a red rash.

However, the team showed amazing discipline, no conversations, no superfluous movements, just maintaining the same pace and silently rushing forward.

In the center of the team, an old man in a luxurious robe was lying on a recliner, closing his eyes and recuperating, and below him were four sturdy undead warriors, carrying him forward.

This old man is none other than Sival, the head of the Necromancer Academy.

A necromancer stepped forward quickly and said to Sivar, "Teacher, we should be almost there!"

Sival woke up from his false sleep, he lay up straight, and said, "The elves will definitely have trouble, get ready for battle!"

"Understood!"

Soon, after the order was given, the long procession began to shrink, and a shield array was set up around the perimeter to protect Sivar in the center, and the pace of the march slowed down again.

Sival tilted his head and asked, "Dylan, how is that ant, is there any news about him?"

Dylan subconsciously touched the dagger on his waist, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Teacher, I haven't found any trace of him yet, according to rumors, he also has a strange ability to hide his body, even Braz has suffered two losses at his hands, and it will be even more difficult for me to find him!"

Sival nodded, "Put his affairs aside for a while, deal with the affairs of the secret realm first! Your ability is the most suitable for the environment of the magic secret realm, I have high hopes for you, don't let me down, understand?"

"Understood!"

The necromancer gestured to the dense jungle ahead and reminded him softly, ?" Teacher, there is Sunset Mountain ahead, and we have arrived. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a white-feathered arrow shoot out of the dense forest, as fast as lightning, sweeping through the air and shooting straight at Sival on the chaise long.

This seemed to be a signal, and countless white-feathered arrows flew out of the dense forest through the fog, and it was a round of fire.

Sival snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a dark brown mist was raised, which rolled back, and the plants along the way aged and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been hit by some strange time curse.

The arrow pierced through the fog, the speed did not change much, but the material changed drastically, the arrow hit the metal shield, like rotten wood, and fell apart, even the steel arrow could not be spared, shattered into a few pieces of steel slag.

"Teacher, do you want to chase it?"

Sivar said in a deep voice: "No need, they can't set off any wind and waves, control the surroundings!"

As if the situation was as Sivar had predicted, the elves fired a volley and then vanished without a trace, and the undead apprentices quickly brought the surroundings under control.

The two undead warriors cut through the thick bushes of thorns and swept them aside, ignoring the sharp spikes cutting into them in various shades of wounds.

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Cutting off the thorn bushes and sweeping away the low bushes, a hole overflowing with a faint blue light appeared before everyone's eyes, and the entrance of the hole was made of bricks with strange patterns, which had been eroded by time, and the shape of the patterns could no longer be distinguished.

The entrance to the cave was clasped by two steel doors, and some chains and vines were randomly entangled in the center, the chains were black, and the material could not be seen, while the vines were dark blue, and the knots were strong, and the chains and vines were tightly entangled, which made people's scalps tingle when they looked at it.

Sival opened the owl's eyes, the frenzy in his eyes flashing away, and he made a gesture.

More than a dozen heavy demon sealing boxes were moved out, lined up in a circle around the entrance of the cave, and the boxes were opened, revealing pieces of verdant crystals, and the rich life energy dyed the surrounding air with a layer of bright green, overflowing.

The life energy fell on the undead warrior on the side, and his pale skin was like being splashed with strong acid, sizzling, and immediately turned black and stinky, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Let's get started!" Andrew commanded calmly, glancing at his teacher.

An apprentice stood in front of the cave entrance, chanting a long incantation, extracting pure life energy and transmitting it into the twisted vine knot.

This apprentice was also prepared a long time ago, with a natural affinity, and was poached from the main courtyard by Andrew at a high cost, just to cope with today's scene.

A stream of greenery spreads to the vine knots, dipping into the vines, the dark green color fades little by little, and the dry plastic hard vines soften little by little, although the effect is slight, but it makes people see hope.

As the life force continued to be injected, the apprentice's consumption became more and more intense, his brain sweated like rain, and his body couldn't help but start to tremble slightly.

Andrew stepped forward without saying a word, opened his mouth, and poured a bottle of potion into it, and the movement was so skillful that before the apprentice could react, the dark red potion had already slipped into his stomach.

The apprentice's eyes suddenly widened, a red light turned out of his pupils, and the whole person suddenly became excited, and the abundant life energy poured into the vines, and the extraction speed accelerated several times, and the heart of the tree continued to dim, turning into a rough stone and cracking.

The coiled rhizome began to unknot automatically, like a coiled snake writhing in a black chain, and as the life force continued to enter, the vines finally all shrank to the side of the hole, as if drunk, motionless.

The moment the twisted vine knot was untied, the apprentice smiled smugly, took a breath, and fell to the ground.

The rarest lock was unlocked, and Sival smiled, "Carry him down to be buried!" ”

"Okay, teacher. ”

The apprentice was quickly carried down, but no one looked at him.

All that remained was a tangled black chain on the steel door, and when the vines made room, they automatically shrank together, locking the steel door tightly.

Sivar walked to the entrance of the cave, took out the dark red soul essence, silently recited a lengthy incantation, and made a series of gestures, urging the secret method, and the dark red orb continued to burst out of the gray-white cyclone, making a whining sound, hitting the black chain.

The black chain shook suddenly, like a venomous snake being attacked, coiling even tighter.

Then, the cyclone erupted and poured out like a torrential downpour.

If you look closely, you'll see that the cyclones are translucent humanoids made of smoke wool.

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They twist, they howl, they despair.

In the violent impact of the gray-white cyclone, the black chain gradually dissolved, and when 10,000 souls were beaten out, the black chain completely disappeared without a trace.

And at that moment, a vision was born.

A large dark cloud condensed above the cave entrance at a strange speed without warning, and a palm-sized lightning explosion could be seen in the middle of it, and this thundercloud actually covered an area of thirty meters in radius, enveloping most of the undead creatures.

"Lightning storm?!" someone let out a scream that seemed to irritate the thundercloud.

Rumble!

A pillar of lightning fell from the thunderclouds and targeted the screamer, sending a charred crater out of the ground and the person who made the sound burned to a pile of charred bones.

Immediately, countless lightning bolts rained down from the sky, pouring natural energy violently, and the area turned into a sea of thunder, and the deafening sound was endless.

In the blinding flashes of light, a dark red light shield could be seen in the middle of the Thunder and Lightning Forest.

As the lightning poured down, the thunderclouds overhead thinner and thinner, accompanied by light showers, slowly dissipated.

Lightning Storm, an eighth-order group magic, a spell that can only be cast by a powerhouse of a fairly large magister level, and to release an eighth-order spell in such an abrupt way, it is necessary to prepare a super-large magic array, and it is necessary to work together by several powerhouses.

Maybe it was because the journey was too smooth, the smooth war, the smooth acquisition of enough soul essence and tree heart, and the smooth blockade of the entrance to the Great Secret Realm.

Sival finally paid the price for his contempt, and he subconsciously saved the people around him, while the apprentices and teachers who were exposed to lightning were already unlucky.

Thunder is the nemesis of undead life, its biggest role is not to scorch the body, but to destroy the soul, because of the particularity of the undead life, the body cannot become the shelter of the soul, and let the lightning attack directly act on the soul.

At the moment when the dark red light mask had not yet been unlocked, several agile cheetahs burst out of the forest, one after another, and burrowed into the secret realm.

At the same time, behind the undead camp, a black shadow suddenly appeared, suddenly jumped out, followed by the cheetah, and entered the secret realm.

"Bandits!thieves!dastardly and shameless sneak attackers!!" Sivar let out an angry roar, the light shield shattering, "Damn Green Wind! You'll pay for it!"

The calm voice of the green wind sounded in the forest, "I'm waiting for your challenge!

Sival really didn't dare, fighting with the elves in the realm of the Tree of Life, that was definitely looking for death, Green Wind threw this agitation method, but he couldn't take it.

With a gloomy face, he asked, "Besides those druids, who are the people who rushed in behind?"

The people around him said they were at a loss.

So, Sival's face stepped down a few more minutes, "Andrew, count the dead and determine the identity of that person." ”

"Yes!" Andrew felt a chill in his vest, he knew that the teacher in this state was the most dangerous, he started to go crazy, but he didn't recognize anything.

As soon as Andrew raised his foot, he was stopped by Sival raising his hand and said, "Wait! Let's take stock of the survivors, send them in, and then check the identity of the deceased." ”

"Yes!"

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ps: Make up for yesterday, there are still today, but it's late.

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