The gravitational field had slowly dissipated, but none of the surrounding skeletal trolls were able to stand up, or even have a full body.

Not just the skeletal trolls, the entire sea of necromancy seemed to have fallen silent. There were only skeletal fragments all around, and although the undead were still approaching in the distance, for the first time since entering the forbidden land of death, everyone had a chance to rest quietly.

Even the strongest ogre almost fell to the ground, and the entire coalition army was already madly exhausted to the verge of collapse. Although everyone wanted to continue moving forward, they didn't have the strength to move anymore.

The aura of fighting energy on Gru's body dissipated and landed again. The man who had single-handedly stirred up this sea of the dead out of such a large space did not look left and right at his own record, stepping on the thick skull fragments, he looked ahead.

Not only was it not because of his unparalleled attacks, but the darkness in the air didn't seem to be so thick anymore that even the strong orcs in the coalition could stand without relying on the white magic of the priests. In contrast, the huge darkness in front of him seemed to be darker, darker, more cohesive and greater. Asa scurrying across the ground looked like an ant running towards an ancient beast.

And at some point, the dark center that had been moving towards the Diya Valley had come to a halt, and it stayed there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Gru stood, slowly bent over, tied his horse, and opened his bow.

A moment earlier, he had already shot countless arrows, but this was the first time he had drawn the Phantom Bow in such a formal, solemn, slow posture. As if he had known that he would do this, Lancelot had already pulled Master Grandon and retreated to the coalition brigade.

As he moved, the bow slowly deformed. The ground around him was also dented.

There was no change in the subtleties of the ground, but the entire ground within a hundred meters around him began to sink downward, and strange squeaks and small violent sounds also sounded throughout the space, as if it was not the ground under any pressure, but the whole space was sinking.

Even though it was far away, and many of the coalition forces couldn't see Gru's movements, everyone could hear a strange creaking sound, the sound of something reaching its limit and about to burst and explode. It's not just in the air, it's the sound that seems to come from everyone's heart.

The bow is like a full moon, but the arrow is not on the string. This Phantom God Bow was originally not an arrow, but an archer's fighting spirit, strength, spirit, and soul. Now the appearance of the whole bow is completely different from other times, and the bow body can no longer be seen in its original blackness. Countless ancient elven runes made of light swirled densely around them, not only drowning the bow itself, but even Gru seemed to loom in the runes that flew light.

Crackling. It seems to be a sound that comes from the exact source, and it seems to be an auditory hallucination rushing out of the heart. Everyone felt the shattering sensation. The sight of the ground in front of me has begun to shatter and twist. The bow didn't shoot, but the power it had already filled everything around it, including space and feeling, was about to collapse.

The runes that emerged from the bow had grown to the size of a palm, were already dazzlingly bright, and were already flying all over the sky. In this space that is almost torn apart, it flows rapidly in a strange and specific way. The light of the runes was not the emerald green of the arrows, but the powerful and dazzling white, revealing a faint and vigorous green, which was the color of Gru's fighting spirit.

Around the flying runes, the black color that had originally filled the air quickly dissipated like water vapor under the flames. Even the aura of the pitch-black star began to dodge these green light runes. This time it doesn't seem to be retreating, but it's really retreating, dissipating.

Almost everyone was swept away and shocked by the momentum of this bow. Only Lancelot and Roland didn't look at this, but turned their heads to look behind them.

Above the endless Sea of Necromancy, a small shadow is speeding towards it. The direction they came was the direction they came, or the direction of the Valley of Deya.

Soon, the shadow flew closer, taking the form of a cyan dragon. This isn't a skeletal monster like a skeletal dragon, but a real, gigantic green dragon. It didn't appear uncomfortable in the breath of the all-devouring black star, and the black around it flowed into its body, even if a fish was not so smooth in the water.

There were several figures on top of the dragon. The only person who can approach here like this at this time is the necromancer of Deya Valley. At the head, sitting atop the dragon's head is none other than Vidrina, the dark dragon she has summoned.

Sitting on top of this materialized forbidden spell, the current lich is not the slightest bit proud. Although she had no expression, it could be seen from any way that she was in a very wrong mood. The greenish-white rune light in the distance traveled so far and shone on her face. The dry muscles of her face began to dry even more, like moss that only survived in the dark and damp shone into the sun, and began to shrank and fall.

The flames in her eyes flickered as if they had been affected by something.

"Don't let him do it. A hoarse shrill screech emanated from the lich's body. With a scream, the dark dragon she sat down opened its jaws, and a ball of green flame turned into a slender afterimage and headed straight behind Gru.

Ordinary flame spitting can't reach far, and even the layer of runes that glow may not be able to break through, this is an attack that condenses all the flames into one point, like a fiery bullet. And this is the Dark Dragon's fiery power, even if it is the flame magic of the former fire grandmaster Acere, it is not even as good as a fart under this fireball.

But the afterimage of the flame only flew halfway before it dispersed, first breaking in half, then in half, then in half, then in half...... until it becomes a finely fragmented piece of flame.

"Roland, how long are you bastard going to get in my way? Do you think you're still my opponent?" Vidnina screamed again. Cutting through this flame and chopping the web of dense sword qi, this sword was also withdrawn from the sword of the head of Roland below. Only his Void-Breaking Sword Qi could shatter this fireball that could barely be resisted.

With the lich's scream, a green firebird flew out of her hand and ran straight away, and as soon as it left her hand, the firebird frantically sucked the dark aura in the air and swelled, and in a blink of an eye it was almost the size of the dark dragon. The heat wave and the stench of corpses swept over even the dark breath itself. But the magic didn't fly far, and a white lightsaber rose into the sky, cutting off the firebird's head with a single sword.

The firebird is just a magical form, not really a bird of life. But after being decapitated by this sword, the entire firebird's form immediately collapsed. This Holy Light Cross Sword has shattered the entire structure of this magic.

Under the combined cover of the two strongest swordsmen, Gru finally shot his arrow, and the runes flying in the sky seemed to have finally gathered enough momentum and power to gather all of them into his hands. A sound rushed out that seemed to tear the world apart.

All the people who were still alive, the orcs almost all made the same move, covering their ears. Even so, they felt like they were torn apart by the voice.

The sky was trembling, the earth was trembling, and all the time and space seemed to have been shattered by the runes that filled him with his fighting spirit, and then together with the runes in the sky, they turned into a churning and dancing green rainbow, and then crushed all the space and time along the way, and the entire sea of necromancy shook in this arrow.

Boom, the light crashed into the darkest darkness before Asa. The darkness cracked.

It was so black that nothing could be seen, as if the darkness of the chaos had broken in this dazzling green light. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Asa, who had already run to the edge of this darkness, jumped forward and rushed into the cracked darkness.

Not only the blackest black, but the black that had been enveloping the sky over the entire Sea of Necromancy also cracked, as if a black crystal cover had been broken by someone with a violent blow, and the sunlight that had not been seen for a long time revealed through the cracks.

The countless undead who were rushing towards here suddenly stopped moving, like marionettes that had suddenly cut their strings, and many of them suddenly fell on the spot. This arrow literally shot the entire sea of the undead apart, and the dead air of the tumbling cycle in it all stagnated and cracked together.

But it was only a split second. The next moment, the blackest black and the black qi above merged again. Asa's figure was drowned in the darkness as if it had been swallowed, and there was no more sound, but the darkness in the air had faded a lot. After all, this is the dead qi that the Pitch Black Star has gathered for thousands of years, and no matter how strong a person's strength is, it is impossible to really completely destroy it.

Gru didn't care, for he had already done what he had to do, and turned to look at the dark dragon that was flying down from here. His body was too small under this huge summoning demon dragon, his hands were empty, and the Phantom God Bow and arrow had disappeared, gone. This arrow shot not only arrows, but also the bow turned into runes in the sky and shot out together.

"You really attacked the Great Necromantic King...... "Vidrina stood tall above the dragon's head, looking at Gru below and trembling all over. "Unforgivable, I'm going to turn you all into zombies. ”

"Why are you here now, do you know that I've been waiting for you for a long time. Gru said lightly.

"Are you waiting for me?" the lich was stunned as she suddenly realized that Gru hadn't even looked at her, but behind her. She turned to look.

In the distance, a black figure was breaking through the darkness around him. Although this full-body shadow is also black, it is not as black and lifeless as the black gas around here, but it is strong and hugely black, so black that people feel terrified when they see that full-body shadow.