Minn then told Chloe about the Bloodburner and the Plane War, and although the boy was shocked, he did not refuse to become the leader of the Bloodburner.

Speaking of which, a few days have passed, and some humans infected by the Ghost Hand Plague have been sent over from the north one after another, and the 80,000 men of the Southern Legion of the Commercial Alliance have also been deployed.

At that time, the location of the Gate of Descent will be on the Posey Islands, where it will take a month to kill the puppet by boat on Noah's mainland, after all, not everyone can rush over at the speed of flying like the mysterious ones.

And the location of the gate of séance was so far away, Mien just wanted to lengthen the battle line.

If it is placed directly in Bugas, it is quite possible that it will become a bridgehead for the enemy as soon as it falls.

During this time, all countries are strong soldiers and prepare for the upcoming war, and although the Black Hand Brotherhood is in charge of his little lover after Marlon is under house arrest, it is inevitable that he will be semi-paralyzed, but fortunately, the huge underground world they operate can not only provide a lot of intelligence sources for the Holy See, but also provide a huge amount of gray income.

Sending Chloe to the wasteland to the south to reach out to the infected first, Minn has other things to do, some of which are tricky... Troublesome things.

...

Since Star-Swallowing returned to the Mystical Void, Landry has become the head of the Starfield of Destruction in the Overworld.

And what this Pain Touch Landry is best at is human experiments, and not only him, but also the mystical from the Mystical Void has also had many people capture civilians for spell experiments during this time, although most of them have been stopped by the Black Cavalry, but the relationship between the two sides is very stiff.

It seems that in the Mystical Void and the Outlands, the meaning of mortal existence is not only to maintain a basic population base so that they can choose people with excellent mystic talents to cultivate, but if other mortals live fairly smoothly in the jurisdiction of some mystics with peaceful means, if they live in the jurisdiction of some mystics with strange tempers and good at black magic, then they can only be described as having a life like mustard.

It's not hard, Landry is such a legendary mystic with great talent and a knack for curses.

In the low mage tower that he had temporarily shaped with spells, Rand said to his two assistants with a gloomy expression, "Stopped? A few mortals are just a few mortals, are the people of the Holy See crazy? ”

His new spell was almost finished, and Landry was in a terrible mood when he was disturbed! What a perfect conjecture and creativity, only the final test was blocked in every possible way.

With his two assistants, Landry walked out of the mage tower in a menacing manner, waiting for him were five black-robed people who exuded an ominous aura, as well as the guy who impressed him and ate a painful touch.

Looking at Reuter with an unkind face, Landry said in a low voice, "It's you who led people to obstruct me?" Hehe, your master has to beg the Mysterious Void to share the pressure of war for you, aren't you afraid that I will turn against you if you do this?"

The demon's voice was low and hoarse, "Please, do you know what will happen to the mystic who is tainted with sorcery in the Overworld? If it weren't for His Majesty's advice, the one standing in front of me and talking right now would have been a corpse." ”

Rand had a gloomy complexion, and Master Star-Swallowing had specially instructed himself not to have a head-on conflict with the Holy See before leaving, the power left by the Mystical Void in the Overworld was not enough to fight against the Holy See, and when he discussed with Star-Swallowing about the Painful Touch, the Master had said that those black-robed people had a strangeness all over their bodies, and asked him not to provoke them as much as possible.

But now that Star-Swallowing is gone, Landry is a legendary-level mystic in the Outlands, and he's never been in the habit of looking at other people's faces.

Besides, Lord Swallowing the Stars arranged this way most likely because he didn't want to get into big trouble and provoke the Guardians.

If he had the ability to occupy the entire Overworld, not only would the Lord not blame him for breaking the contract, but he might even reward himself.

It's just that these ambitions are suppressed by reason, and in the face of a success rate of no more than half percent, Landry has not put it into reality.

There was no superfluous nonsense, and the spell, which was so short that it was only two syllables, was chanted in an instant.

Weak.

Blood erosion.

Increased pain sensation.

The curse-based spell didn't even stir up any magical energy fluctuations, and it was already blessed on Reut's body in the next moment.

Before the Touch of Pain was eaten alive by the masked man, Landry had already developed a lot of interest in Royth, and these three small spells were only secretly testing to see if he would be as unharmed as before.

As a result, as he expected, spells that could torture them to death for ordinary people were of no use to this person.

Could it be that the black energy that was tumbling outside of his body had melted away all these spells?

Reut's scarlet eyes looked at Landry, and although the mysterious man stood still and didn't move, he could feel that there were spells invading his body, but the negative effects of these spells were instantly consumed by the darker and more violent demonic energy before the attack, and there was no splash in the slightest.

Mystery, those little tricks of yours are of no use to me, I don't care what you've done in the Outlands, but this is not your territory. ”

If it were another evil mage, Reut would not have bothered to talk so much nonsense with him, and death would be his only fate.

But Landry is the head of the Mystic Void in the Overworld, and for the sake of the overall situation, he does not have the authority to kill this person, and he has already reported these matters to His Holiness the Pope, believing that the Lord will have a fair approach.

A few little curse mud cows into the sea, Rand was gloomy inside, he was now weighing whether to turn his face with these people, now his body and soul still did not adapt to the pig-like will of the world, under the interference of this powerful force, he couldn't even use half of the strength of his heyday, just a white robe, not enough to compete with the person in front of him, not to mention behind him, the Pope who was just the tip of the iceberg, it was extremely terrifying.

The atmosphere fell into a deathly silence for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't do anything anymore, the two black-robed robes who followed Landry together took back the spells they had prepared.

It's just that at this time, a voice came from a distance, breaking the embarrassment.

"It's so windy today, is Lord Landry enjoying the icy sea breeze?"