The full moon of the Alpha Continent is much larger than that of the earth, and the huge moon hangs high in the sky like a silver plate, and the bright and pure moonlight spreads on the ground, as if dyeing everything on the earth with a silver light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Even the five nocturnal walkers in the dark night are undoubtedly revealed in this moonlight.

"I hate moonshine so brightly!" a man in a black hooded cloak grumbled.

"Silence! The Moonlight Goddess is one of the most revered gods in the night! Without the Moonlight Goddess's light, you will always be just a mouse in the gutter who can't see the light!" the black-clothed man who led the group reprimanded sharply in an old, quaint Ancient Continent accent.

It seemed that he was extremely jealous of the man in black who was in the lead, and the person who complained didn't dare to refute, but he lowered his head and muttered in a faint voice: "Aren't you yourself a mouse who can only hide in the dark?"

The group walked quietly along a forest path in the moonlight, each holding a miserable white candle in their left hand, the faint candlelight swaying in the night breeze but never extinguished, looking extremely strange. After passing through the woodland, the group came to a cemetery.

The cemetery seems to be often worshipped or tended, each grave is cleaned, and some of the tombstones are lined with slightly withered flowers.

"Alright, spread out and find the tombstone with my name engraved on it!" the leading old voice commanded again. Several other men in black scattered towards the depths of the cemetery, each looking for the name engraved on the tombstone. Soon, the leader's tombstone was found.

The leader came to his tombstone, reached out and shook the back of the tombstone with the miserable white candle in his left hand a few times, and after drawing several different runes, the high tomb quietly cracked a crack.

"Swift, you haven't been back for a long time, I thought you'd been killed by those hypocritical Illuminati!" Just as the leading man in black walked into his own tomb, a greeting came from the depths of the dark crypt.

"Yes, I haven't been back for a long time to sow the seeds of faith in the god of the dead, and I wonder if my name still appears in people's nightmares!" The man in black put away his cloak and hat with his backhand, revealing a withered skeleton-like face. There was almost no flesh on the dry face, the miserable white skin seemed to be directly covered by the skull, and nothing could be seen in the deep sunken eye sockets like a bottomless black hole, and the thick aura of death on the whole face was daunting.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!The power of the hypocritical Illuminati has expanded again, and they have even established a new Church of Light in Pritz City in the Kingdom of Lorraine!" The voice from the depths of the crypt made the necromancer Swift stunned, and seemed a little hard to believe the news.

"How is this possible? Aren't those mages in the Magic Kingdom extremely averse to magic, how can they allow the infiltration of the Church of Light?" asked Swift in a retort.

"Alas...... , a series of wars weakened the magic kingdom, Lorraine's mage group suffered heavy losses one after another, almost all the high-level mages were killed in battle, and the former magic kingdom has begun to decline. A sigh continued to echo in the crypt, and both dark mages and necromancers felt sympathy for the decline of the Kingdom of Lorraine.

"Could it be...... We're going to let those Illuminati run rampant?" said Mage Swift, clenching his gums almost naked, squeezing the words out between his teeth. It was clear that his hatred for the Church of Light had reached its extreme.

"No, we absolutely cannot allow the Church of Light to expand wantonly, if it wasn't for their rebellion, how could our Dark Council have collapsed? If it weren't for their hundreds of years of slander and propaganda, how could dark spells and necromancy be spurned by the entire continent? If it weren't for them, how could the necromancer have fled overseas, and how could the dark mage hide underground?!" The voice from the depths of the crypt gradually became loud and excited.

"If the Church of Light is honestly shrunk in their church, there is nothing we can do about them, but if they want to stretch out their hands, then we must teach them a deep enough lesson! We! must cut off their hands!"

In this burst of roars, two green flames suddenly ignited in the eyes of the necromancer Swift's originally black hole, and he also replied in a cruel voice: "That's right, so I'm back! I'm going to spread the nightmare back into their hearts, and I'm going to make them tremble every time they hear Swift's name!"

"Yes...... , that's why I'm asking the Isle of the Dead to send you and your apprentices back. Swift, it's time for them to regain their appreciation of our awesomeness, and it's time to preach to the world that we dark mages and necromancers are never dead!

With a roar, a black-robed mage walked out of the depths of the crypt, and under his gray hair was a rich but bloodless face, densely covered with age spots, which looked a little disgusting and uncomfortable.

"Joe, my old friend, it's great to see you again!" said Swift, whose withered jaw moved up and down, laughing to match his voice.

Dark Mage Joe replied coldly, and then said to Swift, "While waiting for you to return, I have asked my apprentice to prepare a large number of magical resources. Unexpectedly, the Grand Duke of Pritz actually hunted the Gray Rock Demon Python, and I ordered someone to secretly buy some, which should be enough to draw a magic circle. This time, I set up an annihilation circle outside the city to cut off the faith passage of the Church of Light, and you and your apprentices are responsible for killing everyone in the Church. ”

"Okay, do as you say! When the time comes, I'm going to personally resurrect the dead on their bishop, and the sight of a Bishop of Light reduced to an undead that he himself despises is thrilling to think about!"

"I don't care how you toss it afterwards, but there is absolutely no room for error in the Church of Light, and no creature who believes in light can let go! I want to use blood and killing to remind this continent that believing in light is not as beautiful as imagined!" Dark Mage Joe reminded Swift with a gloomy face. After a long period of hiding, he had a strong hatred for the Church of Light in his heart, and this time he could vent it by attacking the Church of Light.