"Eric, where is Valak?" Dawn left the council hall, only to find that the shadow of the Demon King of Hell was missing.

"She's at the top of the temple, and it seems that she wants to establish contact with the main plane, but I've blocked it!" "Eric usually uses the form of a soul to act, and he can come and go freely within the scope of the World Tree.

"It's hell of communication, huh...... I know that this kid is not worry-free!" Chenxi shook her head silently, "Let her go, don't let her cause trouble." I'm going to the main plane, so be more attentive!"

"Understand, within this territory, even the Elder Gods can't get any benefits!" Eric was confident.

Dawn didn't alarm anyone, and found the necromancer Grogan alone to come to the Bith Ark. Glo is simply a clever person, otherwise he would not dare to go deep into the soul drawer alone to act as a spy. During the few days in Fenriath, Dawn did not restrict his movements. Therefore, this necromancer can be regarded as witnessing the growth of the World Tree and the arrival of Bice's Ark throughout the whole process. He even saw that the young man in front of him was not only stronger than he imagined, but also the master of a force.

"My lord, we're going to ......," Grogan waited cautiously.

"Elifas, Levy, are you familiar with this person?" asked Dawn softly as she walked through the Ark's Class A.

"Uh...... Lord Levi is the leader of the necromancers in Western Europe, and his status is the same as that of Lord Teyi of Britain. Grogan said cautiously, "To be precise, he should be my senior brother!"

"What, your rank is so high?" Dawn was surprised.

"This ...... Theoretically, yes, but as you know, necromancers aren't very popular and have a brutal internal competition. For me, who has no talent, I can't take advantage of my seniority alone!" Grogan was a little surprised.

"Talent?" Dawn converted into a soul vision, directly seeing the essence of Grogan's soul, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "A natural wood element controller, forcibly practicing necromancy, you can get started is already talented!"

"Wood Elemental Mastery...... What do you mean?" said Grogan with an incredulous look.

"Meaning...... You're a natural druid, why, didn't your teacher warn you?" Dawn was a little curious, it stands to reason that necromancer is an extremely sensitive profession to the soul, and Grogan's situation should be easy to detect.

And ...... No one has ever talked to me, and ...... I haven't seen Mr. Taiji in years!" Grogan looked a little solemn.

"If you haven't seen the teacher, where did your necromancy come from?"

"It was taught by Lord Levy, and in fact, Mr. Taiyoshi didn't accept me as an entry, but just ......"

"It's just ...... what" Chenxi knows that whether it is the East or the West, for the master and apprentice masters, the master-apprentice status is extremely important, and no one dares to joke about this.

"When Mr. Taiji first came to Western Europe, I was waiting by the side to help the teacher solve some minor problems. So everyone assumed that I was his apprentice, and Mr. Taiyoshi never denied this. Later, Lord Levy joined the teacher's disciple, and soon received the teaching of necromancy, and I was gradually marginalized!"

"In other words, you have been completely hollowed out by Levy......" A smile appeared on the corner of Chenxi's mouth, what he hated most was that kind of monolithic organization, and like this with internal contradictions, there are often many stories to dig up. "I smell a strong smell of conspiracy!"

"You mean ......," Grogan's face was hard to look at.

"Can you still see Taiji, I want to talk to him face to face!" Chenxi said lightly.

"I know where his lab is, but ...... I'm just afraid I won't be able to get in!" Grogan shook his head in frustration.

"That's enough for us, lead the way!" Dawn put her hand on the Gofei wood, and two large cocoons appeared on the deck of the ark.

"What is this?" said Grogan in amazement, looking at the cocoon in front of him that was made of pure light elementals.

"A small shuttle that comes with the Ark, a small one-time vehicle!" Dawn entered one of the cocoons, and Grogan did the same.

Two cocoons of light pierced the night of the Overworld and landed on the countryside near Paris.

"Even the air smells of chanson, old, luxurious, romantic and ...... Decay and depravity!" Dawn said with emotion as she stood outside the door of Whitfield Manor, looking at the old Gothic-style manor in front of her.

Leaving aside the chaotic times of the ancient Duchy of Burgundy, the true history of France begins with the Kingdom of the Franks, which divided and France became one of the three great kingdoms of Europe at the time. To put it bluntly, this is the oldest place in Europe. From an occult point of view, it is the stronghold of Western European vampires and a well-known haunted city. From this point of view, it makes sense that the necromancer is entrenched here.

"It's inconceivable that such a ghostly manor would appear on the banks of the Seine, right?" Dawn looked at the ancient mansion curiously.

"I don't know how many nobles were beheaded during the Revolution, and if you live in Paris, you know that this kind of ancient mansion is not unusual!" Grogan carefully led the way, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his voice, "This was originally our family's ancestral home, and I later dedicated it to my teacher to live in...... I haven't been back for years, though!"

"Your family, your ancestors are nobles?"

"It's a vicious aristocrat from the Merovingian era, and that's why I know a little bit about the world of cultivators!" Grogan tried to ring the old brass doorbell, but was stopped by Dawn.

"This house is almost full of poison spells, you better follow me!" Dawn shook her head, "It's really a necromancer's style......"

A layer of golden brilliance appeared in the eyes of the morning light, and countless entwined souls immediately appeared on the ancient mansion. Dawn took the Bloody Rose spear, and each shot lightly hit the nodes of the circle, and the necromantic traps that blocked in front of him were suddenly broken.

"This ...... This is rotting corpse poison, something only used by soul drinkers!" said Grogan with a shocked look on his face as he saw a dark green grimace flying out of the doorbell handle he had just wanted to touch.

"Soul Drainer's spell, what's interesting?" Dawn strode through the manor full of traps, as if in a no-man's land.