"The night is calling......

This voice was like a consciousness from the Nine Hells, and it suddenly echoed in the deepest part of everyone's heart. What it brings is pervasive fear, despair of fate, and infinite confusion about being in this world.

With a sound, everyone saw a large shadow imprinted on a stone wall.

The huge bat's fleshy wings stretched out, a pair of crooked demon horns, and its huge body suppressed the top of everyone's heads.

Projection of the Dreadlord Banazal!

Just now, Ge Wei and Blue Fin were fighting with their own minds, and the others stopped to rest when they saw him stop again. But no one noticed that Ares had regained his freedom of movement at some point, and had recovered from the shock of almost falling into the abyss.

Before everyone noticed him, Ares took out the hidden lifeguard from his bosom and opened it open.

At the moment when Ares tried to open the life box, everyone felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts. Especially Ge Wei and Bluefin, the two of them are the strongest and the most sensitive, and they feel the signs of an incomparably dark consciousness awakening.

Bluefin scolded "idiot", but where would it stop Ares's determination to open the life box. At this moment, Ares had almost lost his inner consciousness, and was completely bewitched by the Dreadlord in the lifeguard.

Ares has only one thought in his heart, open the lifeguard, open the lifeguard!

Finally, the lifeguard was opened, and the shadow of the Dreadlord Banazar cast over the wall, a huge shadow enveloping everyone.

A wild laugh rang out in all directions.

"Hahaha, stupid mortal, thank you for bringing me here, I'm finally free!"

A huge shadow on the wall. As the voice came into view, it gradually took shape. One stretches the wings of the flesh. Large, with crooked heads. The demon with sharp claws in his hands appeared in front of everyone.

"I, the Dreadlord Banazar, have returned to the arms of death. And you, stupid mortals, you have brought me here, and your deeds will be remembered by me. I will reward you well - your souls will be mine!"

Circular waves of fear continued to emanate from the Dread Demon King's body. One after another, it swept into the crowd.

Master Franklin and the others had already gathered, and Master Franklin and Mage Mai had used their best efforts to open their mental stability force field to resist this endless sense of fear. The terrifying aura emanating from the Dreadlord had already been taught once. Once contaminated by this aura, even a powerful magician like them would be swallowed up by the endless fear that sprouted in their hearts, and they would completely lose their combat effectiveness.

Prince Ares was already lying on the ground, shivering, his face blue, and his eyes were looking at it all with horror.

There are only two people, Ge Wei and Bluefin. He was still standing firmly, and he didn't use any defensive means on his body, and he was able to resist the fear aura of the Dread Demon King with his own strength alone.

"Dreadlord Barnazar?"

Hearing this name, Ge Wei and Bluefin had different thoughts in their hearts.

Ge Wei was surprised by the name Dreadlord. In his impression. The Dreadlord is the apex creature of the undead plane. It is the presence at the top of the pyramid. But in this Dreadlord he didn't feel the strength that matched it.

There is only one possibility, and this is a projection of the Dreadlord. The strength is only less than one percent of the real body.

And the bluefin is cold. Pretty face was full of hatred.

Barnazar, the Dreadlord of the Lord!

In that war 90,000 years ago, it was the Dreaddemon Lord Banazar who was one of the commanders of the undead. Commanding an endless army of the undead has washed the plane. It was also in that war that she and her people. After experiencing setbacks again and again, he was finally forced into a desperate situation again, and completely disappeared in this world.

At that time, as the object of the clan's strode, Bluefin did not participate in the war. But she had also seen the three leaders of the undead from afar. Among them is the Dreadlord Banazal in front of him.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed. The Dreadlord Banazar is tantamount to pushing her people into the abyss, how can she not hate. But Bluefin also kept a little bit of sanity, and in her memory, the strength of the Dreaddemon King Banazal was a terrifying existence that even several fighting elders in the clan could not fight. At the moment, she didn't have the confidence to overcome it.

Bluefin couldn't help but turn his gaze to Ge Wei.

For some reason, Bluefin felt that there must be a solution for this guy next to him.

"It's useless! Your senseless resistance is worthless in the presence of the great Dreadlord Banazal! Hurry up and offer your souls, and give ours to me! Otherwise, I will plunge your souls into endless torment!"

The Dreadlord Barnazar laughed, laughing at Master Franklin's men's resistance. It seemed that the crude magic of the four magicians was not worth mentioning at all. Its aura of fear will surely prevail.

As it is, the Dreadlord Aura is a natural ability of the Dreadlord, and it can be activated continuously without consuming anything. However, the spiritual protection magic cast by the four magicians constantly consumes a lot of mana. Seeing that the four mages had just taken a few breaths, they all saw sweat on their foreheads, especially the two mages with lower strength, who were already struggling to hold on.

"Ah, I know you, I've seen you. The Dreadlord Barnazar suddenly pointed at Master Franklin and said. Then he pointed at Mage Mai: "Ah, and you, I remember you too." You have offended the great Banazar and dared to attack me, and tried to enslave me? Aha, what a whimsical and stupid race, and it was like this, and after so long, you have not made any progress at all, ah, what a disappointment. ”

On that day, Master Franklin and the others discovered the life guard box of the Dreaddemon King Barnazar, and after a fierce battle, they were lucky enough to accept the life guard. The Guardian Crate has been kept by Prince Ares, who has also used the Dreadlord to provoke wars in neighboring countries.

But it's all because the projection of the Fear Demon King Banazar has long been exhausted after thousands of years of dust, so there is no choice but to survive. The discipline of the undead has always been negative, and there is no such thing as preferring to die rather than give in. Of course, he ostensibly served as a slave to Ares.

Ares naively thought that he had mastered the Dreadlord. As everyone knows, the Fear Demon King clan is the most insidious and cunning race among the undead clan. The Dreadlord Barnazar is always planning to escape, and this expedition into the dungeon is the Dreadlord Barnazar who deceives Ares that there is a powerful force that will allow him to conquer the continent.

Convinced, Ares brought the Dreadlord Barnazar's lifeguard here. And the intention of the Dreadlord Banazar is also taking advantage of Ares's desire for power, and with the help of Ares's hand, he will send it back to the land of death.

The Dreadlord clan's grasp of human nature can be seen. Insidious cunning, lies and deception are all innate instincts of the Fear Demon King. In any war, the role of the Dreadlord as a commander is also more of a think-tank type who gives advice. And the true combat power of the Dreaddemon King is actually not ranked among those top undead creatures.

But this is the place of death, after all. The Dreadlord Banazal, who has absorbed and regained his strength, also has enough strength to deal with several mages who once beat him to the ground. Back in the Land of the Dead, with so much necromantic energy, who can limit it here?

"And you. ”

The Dreadlord turned his gaze back to Gorway and Bluefin.

"Oh, let me see, a black knight? and a ...... Well, human? no, not human. What race are you?Why do I smell a strange smell in you, as if it were a little familiar...... Who the hell are you?"

The Dreadlord didn't seem to take Ge Wei seriously.

"That black knight, how far has he evolved? Can he speak? Get out of the way, black knight, from now on, it's the great Dreadlord Banazal who is up to him. Even if this is your territory, it is not now. Fuck off, don't you hear me!"

After that, he turned his gaze back to Bluefin, which seemed to be more interested in Bluefin.

But it waited for a while, but it didn't see the slightest movement of the black knight, and still stood in place in a daze. The Dreaddemon King Banazal couldn't help but look at Ge Wei again, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Hmph, it turned out to be a stupid black warrior who hadn't even fully evolved his self-consciousness. What a piece of rubbish!"

Ge Wei didn't move, but the Dreadlord Banazar thought he was a black warrior with low self-awareness. Otherwise, in the face of a fear demon king, it was like an ordinary animal standing opposite a dragon, how could he not be afraid at all, and he would have fled a long time ago.

The more intelligent the undead, the less they will be afraid. There's nothing the Dreadlord can do about this, and he usually stumbles on it.

However, the Dreaddemon King Banazal was not in the mood to deal with this little black warrior at the moment, and since he didn't have the wisdom to understand the words, he had to put it aside first. Its interest is all in the bluefin. The aura of the starlight dragon on the blue fin made the Dreadlord Banazar feel indescribably familiar. But after 90,000 years, it can hardly remember where it has seen this breath.

Just as it was meditating, it heard the mentally handicapped black warrior actually speak.

A spiritual word came to it: "Banazar, the Dreadlord of the Demon King, isn't it? So you've been hiding in that thing, and that box is your life guard? If you hadn't gotten out on your own, I would have barely noticed." However, since you have taken the initiative, let's talk about it. Yes, this is my territory, but it shouldn't be me who gets out of here. It's not easy to think about you, at first glance you are a doppelganger, and it seems that it has just been broken up before it is condensed, and I don't embarrass you. Surrender at the feet of the master, be the slave of the master, and I will leave you with a whole corpse. Otherwise, believe it or not, I'll take your life guard to pad the table legs?"

After Ge Wei finished speaking, the Dreaddemon King Banazar was already wide-eyed.

Pointing at Ge Wei, the Dreadlord Banazar was shocked and said, "No, you, you are not a black warrior...... How can I smell the breath of a human soul in you, you, who are you?" (to be continued......