The expeditionary army is getting closer and closer, and Arthur and Morgan on the other side are also discussing how to do it.

In the horizontal mirror, a grand battlefield is played, the light of magic shines, and the singing of the Sanctuary is like a heavenly sound of salvation.

Arthur watched as the light of the Templar enveloped the battlefield, and then the picture filled with boundless light.

Click, the water mirror shattered and fell to the ground, and everything was settled.

"Roland, it's so terrifying, I didn't pay much attention to it before. Arthur touched his chin, this matter has to be summed up, the last ultimate move is obviously a domain space, and the attack range has reached the scale of a small battlefield, I don't know if this is its limit.

"This is just an afterimage of the battlefield, Roland likes women and yearns for love, but his influence on the battlefield surpasses that of any hero, you have now seen his strength, and when there is no suitable opportunity, don't fight him. ”

Morgan reminded.

Arthur nodded slightly, estimating the time. "Let's go, although you have behaved well or badly in the past few days, and have not made the demon general have any suspicions, if you are not allowed to command a necromantic army on the battlefield, then we will be very passive. ”

In the past few days, following the demon general, Arthur has a general understanding of the rules of the demon clan.

There are actually not many demon races, but each demon can create armies with necromantic magic.

After a person dies, they will be transformed into different necromancers or monsters according to their strength before death, and necromancers are roughly divided into death knights, necromantic swordsmen, and skeleton soldiers.....

Monsters are roughly divided into ghouls, evil monks, and so on, among which there is also a kind of burrowing worm that Arthur has just seen, which is relatively small in number, but amazingly destructive.

A cultivator with strength will have a strong soul power, and it will not leave the body with death, so it will become a necromantic creature, and if the soul leaves the body, it will become a monster.

Divided by rank, Necromancer > Monster, Lich> Necromancer≥ Death Knight..............

The Ring of Necromancy can command a system of necromantic creatures (generally referring to the general necromancy created by a demon's magic) but cannot command monsters, and lichs and necromancers can control monsters with minds.

The status of the Lich is second only to the Demon Caster, and now the old necromancer has become a Lich with the help of the Demon General, and is now the second-in-command of the Legion.

Arthur could hear the whispers of the dead, and with the Demon General giving him the Ring of Necromancy, he became the third in command of the legion.

In just a few days, the strength of more than a dozen necromancers has increased greatly, and today is still the time for their guardians to gain new strength to get out of the level, and the preparations for the big battle have been made, leaving only the group of people who are not afraid of death to come to the city.

The high-level commanders under the demon generals all gathered in the former Linhai Royal Church, now the Dark Altar.

The general's own strength is not obvious, but his necromancy has been forced to build a magnificent dark altar out of thin air in the central square of the former church site.

The Holy Church was desecrated by darkness, the magnificent halls of chanting were defiled by monsters, the statue of Our Lady was splattered with blood, and the walls were ruined everywhere.

There was an influx of believers here, and over time, the Light was gradually contaminated by mutated believers, and then there was a bloody cannibalism.

Arthur came here and vaguely felt the helplessness and fear of everyone at that time, but they had no way to avoid and solve it.

"Arthur, the demon will call you over. Morgan reminded in a whisper behind Arthur.

Arthur woke up from his deep thoughts, and everyone around him was looking at him, and the demon general was looking at him with cold eyes.

"Ergou, what are you thinking?" the demon general Niroste laughed cruelly, the skin on her face was already wrinkled, and even some places had begun to fall off, revealing her true body.

Arthur sighed, slowly walked over to the general, and got down on one knee.

"My lord, the name Ergou really doesn't fit my handsome appearance, you'd better give me something nice, such as the Wind Swordsman, the Devil Shadow or something, the enemy will be terrified when they hear it. ”

"Ergou, are you really disgusting me?" Arthur's tone was not frightened by Niroste's questioning, on the contrary, it was very indifferent.

He still thinks about some people in their hearts, and the more he whispers, the more he will be looked down upon, and in a group like the demon race, where the strong are respected, it is a common thing to go down.

"Huh..... Although you look strong, a dog is a dog after all, and unless you become stronger in the future, the name will always follow you. Niroste casually threw a black magic stone on the ground. "Take this stone and open the dark altar, and your companions will be no worse than you. ”

Niroste didn't mean to reproach Arthur, and Morgan's hanging heart fell to the ground.

Arthur got up and took the stone in his hand, slowly approached the altar shrouded in black mist, and disappeared in an instant, entering another dimension.

There was boundless darkness all around, only silence and emptiness, and at the end of the darkness, there was a huge black door, tightly closed.

Arthur looked at the stone in his hand, he was quite disgusted here, one was the feedback of the white dragon, plus his own, two emotions of rejection, he didn't want to stay here even more.

To be honest, there is nothing but the gate, but it is unusually empty....... Empty terrible.

It's like emptying one's mind and storing nothing.

Eternal silence remains, leaving only darkness and emptiness of oneself.

The brilliance of the holy sword is like a warm sun, soothing the white dragon in the heart and comforting the empty Arthur.

Great people often put their position very low, because their hearts hold the whole world, and small people often put their position too high, so that they dare not get up after falling.

"Thank you, I hope that one day when I reign over the world, the demons will no longer dare to touch the dawn. Arthur looked at the door in front of him.

He let out the stone in his hand, and the magic stone was the key to open the door of the space. After the two come into contact, the magic stone is inlaid on the gate.

Click, the heavy door is slowly opening, and more than a dozen powerful dark breaths are blowing in the face, and the strong wind is blowing the corners of Arthur's clothes, grinning.

The new life and death spirit, who was talking and laughing with Arthur a few days ago, has turned into a terrifying monster, and everyone has changed beyond recognition.

If you compare them a few days ago with now, they are like the trumpet that just came out of the novice village, and now they are the big trumpet of the full-level god costume.

"Yo, my colleagues, hello. Arthur hid the corners of his mouth under the hood with a cruel smile.

"Hey, man, you should really come in and try it, my God, it's the same feeling as sleeping with a woman when you're alive. "What was once a small skeleton has become an elite boss now.

Arthur made a way out of the way, stretched out his hand slightly and made a gesture of please, but his mouth said something inscrutable. "Great people often look very small, so low-key people can survive to the end. ”

"Everyone is waiting for you, please~. ”