The underworld is not in the dreams of the Immortal. Strictly speaking, it does not refer to any of the realms of the Eternal Silence's dreams at all.

It is on the banks of the River Styx and is where the world of the living meets the world of the dead. It is the land that every undead soul who is led to tread on, and it is the place where every drop of blood washed away by the River Styx is infected.

It's filthy, there's no doubt about it. So it was almost inevitable that when the breath of the underworld permeated this small cabin, the filthy and negative energies immediately poured out of the nest and began to weaken all the positive attribute energies in it.

The Light is no exception. In such an environment, the holy light on Hiko's body is like a bonfire blown by the wind, fluctuating in strength and weakness, giving people an extremely unstable feeling. In fact, his holy light did begin to exponentially intensify and exponentially in an instant.

Of course, this is a heavy burden for Hiko. On the contrary, for those who are undead, this is a very considerable enhancement. The aura of the underworld strengthened their bodies, making their bodies made entirely of negative energy stronger and stronger. Even the wounds that had been burned by the light were slowly healing.

One is the other, and Yan is obviously in a predicament. However, such a predicament will not make him swim shallow and trap the tiger in a cage. On the contrary, such a situation has also stimulated his fighting spirit.

Obviously, the aura of the underworld had greatly reduced his strength, and he could no longer maintain a peak state, but he still worked hard to stimulate his holy light power, so that the holy light on his body was like a flame, burning and raging. Then, with a dazzling light like a torch, he directly gathered the power of holy light and poured it into the floor under his feet.

The deck cracked inch by inch under the influence of the light. The scorching light surged and burned through the cracks like flaming lava. This power weakened the aura of the underworld in the air slightly, but it was not enough to completely neutralize it. Because the breath of the underworld comes from the real underworld, the world that is communicated by magic. In contrast, the holy light on Hiko's body was only a rootless source, and it was impossible to counteract the power of this eternal existence of the underworld.

But what he wanted wasn't an offset. What he wants is to create an obstacle!

You must know that the undead in this world are completely composed of negative energy. But they are still subject to some basic rules. They can't fly away. Even if it has been separated from the physical existence, the light body can be blown by the wind. They will still be limited by some basic rules to walk on their own feet. If anything, if anything, was that their steps did not carry the slightest weight, and it was impossible for anyone to hear their movements.

Of course, this doesn't matter to Hiko. For the land of holy light that he had laid out according to the paladin's devotion skills was enough to stop them in their tracks.

If this land of holy light is a blessing for Hiko, a place of refuge. For the undead, then, this is where the hot char and lethal lava flows. Although they didn't know the power of this because of their instincts, they would only blindly attack Hiko. But damage is harm, and from the moment they stepped into this realm, they were already targeted by the Light.

And that's fair to Hiko. Since he is going to be suppressed by this filthy aura, then these undead should not think about it, it is only fair to be suppressed by the power of the Holy Light in this way. Of course, the effort is not just to create such a level playing field. Most importantly, he needed this way to determine the location of the undead.

The Light's restraint on the undead is multifaceted. So, when the undead crossed the land of light regardless of the damage, the light flowing on the deck immediately reacted and began to burn their feet like an iron plate.

It's painful, of course, but compared to the footprints on the ground, it's just a small giveaway.

The undead are things that ordinary people can't see, and this is definitely their biggest hole card against Yan. And now with the reflection of the holy light, their footsteps are revealed, and their hole cards are naturally invalid. Of course, even if ordinary people knew the location of these undead, they might not be able to deal with them. After all, they are things that ordinary people can't see, and at the same time, they are also things that ordinary people can't touch.

However, on this issue, Hiko has some privileges. It's not that he doesn't have a way to touch these undead, so naturally, in such a situation, his martial arts naturally have a place to use.

Grasping the strange-shaped blade of the sword in his hand, he swiped it casually. The palm of the hand was immediately cut by a sharp edge. The hot blood immediately soaked the blade, causing the entire sword to begin to exude steaming heat in this somewhat cold environment covered by the aura of the underworld. At the same time, because of the blood of the Nords, the blade of this blade has also begun to have the ability to kill the dead soul.

Blood has always been a symbol of life. And life and death have always been two opposing points of conflict. Ordinary blood may not be enough to achieve the conflict and counteract the negative energy of the undead, but the blood of the Nords, who are born with extremely high resistance to demons, is completely enough to do this.

And in this case, looking at the undead footprints that were constantly approaching him, Hiko immediately rushed into it with a sword.

You know, there is no such thing as a disembodied undead. They can't just be decapitated, pierced through the heart, and simply die like ordinary creatures. If you want to kill them, you must wear them down with a knife and completely erase the negative energy from them.

It sounds hard, but it's not that hard. Because there is no entity, it means that they cannot have armor and armor that can withstand swords. So, as long as you have a way to hurt them, then almost that means they can't resist your damage anymore.

It's like now. The bloody sword slashed through the body of an undead with ease, slicing it in half. Then a few quick sword piercings, like stirring a puff of green smoke, a dead spirit was torn to pieces and turned into nothing.

Of course, all this Yan himself can't see. But he could tell by the vanishing footprints and the appearance of blood boiling and evaporating on the blade. This caused him to lose interest in the target at once, and to rush towards another being.

The position of his footsteps allows him to tell who is facing him and who is facing him sideways. Who is the fastest target to kill, and who is the second person who can be killed by themselves. This made him very efficient, and he had already eliminated about half of his enemies in an instant.

In this regard, the earl and the mage, who were secretly observing this, began to become anxious. Because they never imagined that someone could kill a dead soul as easily as killing a few puppies.

This made Earl Field completely out of proportion, and he could scarcely help himself, so he cried out in a loud voice.

"Think of a way, think of a way. Your undead are about to be slain by him, are you just looking at it? What about your spells? What about your follow-up preparations? Is that all you have to watch?"

The mage was just as nervous, but much calmer than Earl Field.

"This Nord knows what to do with the undead. I'm not sure if he knows we're hiding here, too. So, you'd better pay attention to your noise and don't draw his attention. Also, I'm trying to figure out how to deal with him. So please don't put too much pressure on me!"

Because of the tremendous pressure, the mage's tone was obviously a little out of place. But at this moment, he no longer allowed to carefully consider his words. Now, he can only keep an eye on the situation in front of him, and try his best to change all this.

Without much hesitation, the mage stretched out his left arm and gripped what looked like a bone spur, thrust it into the base of his arm. And like a burning scrap of paper, his entire left arm withered, cracked, and then completely turned to ashes.

A common problem with necromancy is that every time you cast a spell, you have to pay for it. This price is often cruel, because you are communicating with dead souls, souls with resentment towards the living. And they are not beings that can be driven by gold and silver treasures.

If you want to drive them, you have to give them something worth pursuing. And what are they needing and pursuing? It's a hard question to guess. Because every undead will have different conditions. However, there is a general rule in this, and that is that every undead will want to embrace life again.

Of course, it is impossible for a psychic to give them fresh life. This is the authority of the eternal and loving mothers, not something that ordinary people can usurp. But mages can give them the illusion that they have a chance to embrace life again.

That's it for now. At the cost of blood, the Companion Mage is able to lure undead warriors who have not yet entered the River Styx to be driven by them. And at the cost of an entire arm's flesh, he could do so much more.

Don't forget. This is the sea, the source of life, and the most cruel place. You never know what kind of monsters can exist in the depths of the sea. What kind of giant beast will there be, buried deep in a certain sea because of the law of natural selection?

Beings without wisdom will not be led to the dreams of the Eternal Dead by the Ferryman. They will only wander the world as dead souls until the day when they dissipate completely and return to the world itself. And this process is quite long, so as long as he is lucky enough, he can get some kind of windfall after this level of dedication.

Will there be such a windfall? He wasn't sure. The only thing he is sure of now is that if he doesn't fight at this time, he will never have a chance again.