Of the six remaining first-order wizards in Brussels, all of the remaining five, except for Burckhardt, were absorbed by the one-eyed demon Eyebrow's one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed ghost.

Burckhardt, who was high on the throne of bones, played with the Skull of Domination in his hand, looking at the empty hall of the dead, with an incomparably happy meaning in his heart.

"Brussels...... Bone Lizard...... Second-Order Sorcerer........ Aha...... Ahahahaha!"

In Burckhardt's crazy laughter, the pale flames turned into a spreading ring of fire, slowly spreading, leaving a faint layer of frost wherever the flames went, which was the cold of the netherworld, the beloved breath of the dead.

The one-eyed demon at the zenith looked in horror at the flames burning below, fearing that the flames would burn on it.

"Open the Tomb of Rest, and tell the Bone Demon Lizard that I have brought it thirteen first-order first-order blood food, and if it wants to recover, it must submit to me, to the great Lord of Brussels, Burckhardt!"

The one-eyed demon rolled his eyes under the pressure of the pale flames, and a deep chasm opened in the frost-covered ground, the sleeping place of Astruk and the Bone Lizard.

At the same time, it is also the largest hideaway and resting place of the Brussels family!

The rift grew wider and wider, and soon the entire Hall of the Dead was included, but the expansion of the rift did not stop, and it quickly continued to expand outward.

Until the entire floor of the Hall of the Dead disappeared into the cracks.

Ron and the others, who were walking in the corridor of the dead, soon noticed the anomaly under their feet, and the rift spread under their feet.

They didn't fall into the chasm, they seemed to stand above the void of the chasm.

"Be careful. ”

Deadpool exclaimed, he felt the endless power of the dead from the depths of the rift, and even had two auras that made him feel fearful, far more powerful than a first-order wizard.

Those two breaths were like an abyss and a sea, as if a single wave could drown him.

Ron sensed the presence of those two breaths at the same time, and knew their identities for the first time.

"Don't be afraid, it's the sleeping Astruk and the Bone Lizard, they're far from awake. ”

The ground vanished, along with the Corridor of the Dead, and Ron stepped on the empty chasm, his feet as if fixed in the void, not falling into the abyss, unable to continue moving.

The surrounding scene suddenly became distorted, and when it became clear again, they realized that they were standing on top of a huge witch circle at some point, and there was nothing around the witch circle except the twisted void.

Ron looked at the witch circle at his feet, he was standing in one corner of this witch circle, and Margaret and Moses were standing in the other two corners of him more than ten meters away from him.

Marais and the rest of the group stood farther away, and at the other end of the circle, there were a few wizards that Ron didn't know, officially the wizards of Brussels who had been sucked into the eyebrows by the one-eyed demon.

But their appearance was extremely miserable, their eyes were hollow, and their expressions were distorted, as if they had suffered great pain.

Their feet were gone, apparently swallowed by the Witch Circle beneath their feet, replaced by twisted blood vessels covered with dark red tumors, which overlapped and overlapped together to bind them to the entire Witch Circle.

The Witch Circle emitted a faint scarlet glow, and the closer they got to where they stood, the brighter the scarlet glow became.

The veins connected to the witch circle bubbled from their bodies and sucked everything they could, flesh, soul, magic, everything was injected into the witch circle below by the twisted blood vessels.

One after another on the witch array were lit up by the scarlet light, and their bodies shrank with it.

In a matter of moments, these wizards of Brussels were sucked from an ordinary human being to the size of a dwarf.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the lit witch array under them is like blood-colored flowers, blooming in this huge witch array.

"This witch array is devouring the magic of my physical energy!"

Deadpool suddenly exclaimed, he was refining the undead system, so this witch circle gave him a more difficult attraction than others.

If it weren't for the fact that the effect of the Holy Light Prayer that Ron had left on him still existed, the magic in his body would have been absorbed even faster.

"I'm here too. ”

Margaret frowned, she also felt that the magic in her body was a little imminent, if it wasn't for her efforts to restrain herself, I am afraid that the magic power had already been sucked into the witch array under her feet.

The rest of the people all looked a little ugly, and they also noticed the abnormal movement of the magic in their bodies.

Ron frowned in thought, he tried to move his feet, only to find that his feet were firmly attached to the witch circle, unable to move at all.

Ron also felt a strong attraction from the soles of his feet, but under the resistance of his powerful magic resistance, the magic in his body remained solid, and the witch circle could not absorb a single trace.

Ron also sensed Marais's state, and although the witch circle restricted Marais's movement, it was unable to absorb even a trace of magic in its body.

The Shadow Sigil still retains absolute control over the power of the Shadow within it

However, he can resist the attraction of the witch circle, but others can't, Deadpool's feet even have a scarlet light spreading, that is, the magic power flowing in his body, once the magic in their body is absorbed, this witch circle is devouring even flesh and life, and those wizards in Brussels who have shrunk into a ball in the distance are living examples.

"Welcome to the resting place!"

Burckhardt's voice suddenly echoed over the Witch Circle.

Ron looked up and saw a pitch-black crack open in the void sky, and a bloodshot scarlet eye appeared behind the rift.

"A few new First Orders will dare to invade the Castle of the Dead, and you will pay the price for your ignorance and recklessness. ”

"Look, the garden of rest under your feet, this will be the place where your bones are buried, every trace of your flesh and blood is the thrust of the resurrection of the white bone Moses, every wisp of your magic is the source of its power, give everything you have!"

"I, Burckhardt, will stand on your bones to become a second-order wizard, control the Bone Lizard, and you will witness me as the new king of Brussels with the ode of death!"

"A lost dog dares to speak wildly!" Ron coldly interrupted Burckhardt's arrogant declaration.

Brussels, which has lost the swamp of the dead, is indeed like a lost dog in a way.

Ron's words struck Burckhardt's sore spots, causing him to pause in hubris, and then a tyrannical aura poured down from behind the rift.

"Ron, you will pay for your offense, and you will ask for my forgiveness in the wails of death!"

"Really?"

Ron's gaze seemed to penetrate the void and see where Burckhardt's body was.

"Do you really think that you can trap me with such a broken garden of rest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron took a step forward, leaving a dark footprint at his feet.