"How...... What's going on? Ellery...... She ......"

The swordsman's face was a little dazed.

"What a vicious spell, is it a curse or some unknown toxin?"

Rogolo crouched on the edge of the puddle of pus, his face solemn.

"When I found out, did I immediately break the clue? This murderer behind the scenes is very cruel and cunning...... It's a good opponent......"

"Ellery! Ellery !!"

At this point, the team members who knew what was happening all let out a cry of grief, especially the berserker, who fell to his knees as if his whole body was about to collapse.

The swordsman who watched this scene sighed secretly in his heart, but he knew that Ava had long had affection for Ellery, but it was a pity that the female mage only looked at the strong, which made Ava gloomy for a long time.

But now, two people can never do it.

"Is this vicious spell the curse of the Sand Clan?" the swordsman felt a deep chill in his heart as he looked at the lack of traces of the bones on the ground.

"I'm afraid it's not the Sand Clan, but the people who have followed you all the way from beyond the desert!"

Rogolo shook his head, the spear in his hand humming.

"Let's go! we don't have much time to waste here, the prophesied scenario is about to come, and we must get to Frostfall Canyon before then......"

"Yes, sir!"

The swordsman and the others, of course, had no objections, and soon resumed their journey after resting.

Only the pus that is constantly evaporating in place is still telling the passage of a fresh life of a high-level professional.

......

"Rogolo?!"

In the distance, Leylin slowly stepped out of the shadows. "I seem to have heard the name, it's a [legendary] powerhouse who wields spear weapons. They all have a high reputation in the countries of the Western Regions, but I didn't expect the other party to come this time......"

"The Moon of the Raven's Cry, the Moon of Blood...... It's close. I don't know how many strong people who have been blinded by greed will come over......"

Leylin looked up at the sky, muttered to himself, and then disappeared in an instant.

Basically, once you get here, it doesn't matter if you have a guide or not.

Because the Frostfall Canyon is actually a sacred place for the Sand people, they have guarded it for generations.

When he reappeared, Leylin had already arrived in the oasis, casually watching the mess of the place. There were also corpses that had not had time to be sorted out, and he directly grabbed the corpse of a sand tribeman, and many fragments flashed in his eyes.

"It turned out to be ...... there"

Spells to extract memories are already very rare, and this technology of extracting information from dead corpses is even more terrifying.

After getting what he wanted, Lei Lin looked in a direction, and the many yellow sand under him condensed, forming a huge earthy yellow sand scorpion, with a wide back the size of a small carriage.

Leylin sat down and gestured casually. The sand scorpion that sat down immediately rushed over with a hissing as if it had come to life.

......

However, when he arrived at the Frost Canyon, what he saw still made Leylin a little stunned.

Corpses! Corpses everywhere you look! Numerous Sandmen fell to the ground. There were still numerous scars on his body, some with anger on his face, others with great fear.

There are still traces of a fortress at the mouth of the original canyon. At this time, it was also destroyed by a huge external force, forming a scene of ruins.

"It's not like the style of the Rogolo gang......"

Leylin touched his chin. Looking at a pair of sand tribes who died together, the faces of one of the sand tribes were hideous. Biting directly into his opponent's throat, his opponent stabbed the dagger into his skull, and his eyes were still moist, looking like cannibalism, but something could not be concealed by Leylin.

"The breath of the dead...... Is it a necromantic spell?"

Leylin reached out and grabbed a trace of black gas from the corpse.

"It seems that a necromantic mage has also come here, and has driven the necromantic legion to kill the Sand tribe who guards here......"

Necromancer! is also a side of the mage, they are crazy to study the relationship between the body and the spirit, dealing with corpses all day long, and also studying the soul in private, dabbling in taboos, and the treatment in the world of the gods is slightly better than that of the [Arcanist], and it is also the goods that everyone shouts about.

However, the strength of a truly powerful necromancer is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and he can even summon a terrifying necromancer army that is enough to slaughter cities and destroy countries.

"To summon an undead legion that is enough to crush a Sand tribe in an instant, the professional rank of that necromancer may also enter the [Legendary] ......"

Leylin took a deep breath and entered the canyon along the massive shattered gap in the fortress.

The further you go inside, you can see the more and more fierce resistance of the Sand Clan, and occasionally there are sporadic broken white bones falling to the ground, which should be an army of broken bones.

When he reached the middle of the stage, Lei Lin's eyes moved, and he saw several waves of figures.

In the middle of the canyon is a huge square, which seems to be the core of the entire Sand tribe, densely packed with dead bodies piled up into a hill.

Waves of figures occupied a corner of the square, seemingly confronting each other.

The Rogolo gang was also among them, and even Leylin saw the [Legendary] dervish that made him jealous!

At this time, the other party was digging several large pits to bury the corpses of the Sand Clan, with pity on his face.

A corpse has been moved into the pit by him, the other party has a soft body and watery eyes, and there is a desire and nostalgia for life in the eyes, it is the female leader of the Sand Clan, but unfortunately the other party has now lost all signs of life.

"Someone is coming again!"

Lei Lin's arrival obviously attracted the attention of the others, and they looked at Lei Lin with vigilance in their eyes.

The current Thunder Lin, of course, did not show his true colors, but adopted the image of Kukulkan before, wearing a silver mask and wrapped in a black robe, just looking extremely evil.

A faint trace of divine power pervades the surroundings, isolating all detection and prying eyes.

"What a strong evil!"

Rogolo clenched the spear in his hand, a hint of thunder flickering at the tip of the spear.

And the ascetic even put down the work at hand, and looked at Lei Lin's eyes full of hostility - no way, for these people, the evil forces are inherently hostile camps.

"Huh...... I didn't expect it to be our people this time!"

At this time, on the square, although several waves of people were faintly separated, they were still divided into two huge camps.

The dervishes were close to Rogolo and a group of paladins, and had apparently reached some offensive and defensive alliance.

On the other side, there are some other strong people such as the Lone Ranger, most of them choose to hide their bodies like Lei Lin, and there is a strong evil emanating from their bodies.

It's just that compared to the good camps on the other side, the people on this side are more distrustful of each other and keep a distance from each other.

The person who spoke before was a purple-haired woman with a nine-section snake head whip in her hand, and there were several strong men behind her, occupying a large position.

"I'm Evita, welcome friends to join, I don't know if you are ......"

There were doubts in the purple-haired woman's eyes, after all, the number of legendary-level powerhouses was very small, basically she should know them all, but the other party gave her a very strange feeling, and it was extremely dangerous!

This couldn't help but make the purple-haired woman feel a little curious.

"Strange evil powerhouse, if you can win over my camp, my lord will definitely reward me well......"

Thinking of this, the purple-haired woman's eyes were even more charming, and even her voice seemed to be wrapped in honey, sweet and intoxicating.

It's just that Lei Lin didn't pay any attention to her accosting, and walked directly to a corner, obviously with an aura that no one should enter.

"Damn, is he blind?"

Seeing this, the purple-haired woman Evita could only curse secretly, and she had a little doubt about her beauty.

"Alright...... Now that we're here to confront, there's nothing good to be gained at all!"

Evita glared at Leylin fiercely, but still stood up and said to the people in the good camp: "That bone lich has gone deeper, are we going to fight here and let the other party take advantage?"

Obviously, the evil forces here now, although scattered, still have the upper hand.

"We're here to arrest the bone lich Illyrio, and it's none of our business to appear in the Floating City!"

The leader of the group of paladins, a middle-aged male in armor of light, first announced in a low voice.

Even the holy warriors must learn to compromise, and if they dare to shout any slogan of annihilating evil now, I am afraid that the only end will be to be bombarded to the slag by all the evil powerhouses here.

"Ahem...... We need something in the Floating City!" Rogolo said.

"Very well! It seems that although our goals are partially conflicting, they are not irreconcilable! Why don't we enter the floating city together and then see what we can do?"

Evita suggested.

Obviously, they are not willing to do it immediately until they see the real benefits.

And when the strength of the two sides is close, it is also very normal to reach a tacit understanding.

Seeing this, although no one from the opposite camp spoke, the legendary-level ascetic had silently walked towards the depths of the canyon after burying the body.

"Humph!"

Evita snorted, her expression a little smug, and she also led her men all the way deep, and the two people just guarded each other forward.

Leylin casually followed behind, still thinking in his heart: "Bone Lich, Illyrio, that high-level legendary powerhouse? I didn't expect the other party to come, it seems that the scene of the destruction of the Sand Clan here should be from his handwriting......" (To be continued.) )