The Dark Castle has been accumulating for a long time with a powerful blow, giving a painful blow to the druid order with eyes on the top of their heads, not only expelling them from their temporary base areas, but also killing an elder of no low status, as well as a dozen low-level druids, the tragic blow made the Northern Sky Fury have to temporarily avoid the edge, abandon the indifferent fame and reputation, and lead the remnants of his subordinates to the south.

In this battle, the spellcaster under the command of Edward, a blue-blooded nobleman from the Rose family, monitored and watched the battle throughout the whole process, not letting go of even the smallest details.

When thousands of white bone scarabs engulfed life and advanced into a terrifying death frenzy, many people, including demon warlocks, doubted the controllability of these bugs, and as a result, the mummy pharaoh from the desert region showed unimaginable control, even the larvae that used corpses as a breeding ground to breed were under the command of high-level undead creatures.

In the caster's opinion, the white bone scarab beetle that can be trampled to death with one foot is not very lethal, but when their number reaches a certain level, there is really no good way to stop it.

"Yes! The high-temperature flames can burn these insects to death. If you add extra magic to the flames, such as the holy light that contains positive energy, it can be transformed into a holy flame when mixed with a high-temperature flame, which is simply the nemesis of these low-level undead creatures. ”

"It's a pity that there are no priests on our side who can chant holy words, magic, shadows, toxins, curses, these negative energy systems are full of talents. ”

"Didn't a few days ago, after being captured by our side, a knight of virtue of the church took the initiative to swear allegiance? ”

"You mean Eckert, the knight of virtue, the ace of the Southern Church in the real world, we all have relevant information. It is said that he was ostracized by his colleagues into the court hall and transferred to the position of black-clad priest. Be careful, he has a duty of purification or judgment to most of us here. ”

"A drop of water can't extinguish a burning bonfire! You value the Virtuous Knights in opposition too much, and they are isolated. I don't believe he can fight us back!The Virtue Knight has a high resistance to magic and curses, but with a carefully blended toxin, his constitution is definitely not immune to damage. ”

"A dose of chronic poison Bloody Mary, the poison that boils blood and burns bone marrow, can definitely control the Virtue Knight, and leave this matter to Potions Master Faure Marin!"

The gray-robed wizard, who was covered in a sour smell, slowly took off his pointed hat: "Thank you for your trust, Master Horvath, I will not let you down." ”

The discussion ended here, and the others continued to watch patiently. When these spellcasters, who had achieved great achievements in their respective fields, saw the lightning javelin from the Great Druid's Sky Fury, killing the mummy pharaoh who controlled tens of millions of bone scarabs, the demonic sorcerer Morrell Manson's face turned very ugly.

He was also a sufferer, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the center of his chest to the left, there was an open wound that ran through his heart, which has now healed, but still leaves indelible scars.

Just when everyone thought that the White Bone Scarab was on the verge of collapse after losing its command, the mummy pharaoh who had been killed by the lightning javelin suddenly came back to life on the spot, and the experience of death caused its casting source to swell sharply, forming an outward aura and a protective shield against the lightning javelin.

The Potions Master accepted the task and left the discussion circle early, leaving the caster of the actual combat type. The demonic sorcerer Morrell Manson was also intrigued by the mummy pharaoh's shield, the power of death overflowing, and the serpentine spirit that formed on his body.

However, the focus of everyone's attention is on the Saladin Lantern Demon supported by the thumb ghost, after all, this is a legendary monster, and suddenly appeared in the caster's field of vision, and it is inevitable that some people will not be moved.

"The hot wind that blows druids into dry corpses should be a talent unique to the Lamp Demon. It's a shame that if the spell resistance is high enough, that member of the Druid Order can avoid the doom of death. We also have to be prepared for what kind of strategy we should devise if we want to capture this headlamp slice study. ”

Dark Wizard Horvath nodded lightly to the Shadow Messenger who made the suggestion: "That great wizard of the Dark Castle can summon the Scorching Sun Desert in a cold and damp region, completely changing the jungle terrain with an area of more than 100 square kilometers, and his strength has far surpassed the spellcasters of our camp. I have to admit that I was worried about this. ”

The demonic sorcerer Morrell Manson rarely agreed: "The Druid Order has been banished by Lord Aberdeen, and the next great wizard who has built and mastered the Dark Citadel will surely test us, our former allies. ”

At this moment, the wizard's eye, which was observing the terrain near the "noble domain", glowed dangerously red, and Horvath glanced at it and cursed in resentment: "Morel, your crow's beak has manifested again. Our neighbors, our partners in the arms for slaves, have driven legions of undead to our territory. ”

The dark wizard stood up with a solemn face: "Everyone, prepare for battle! Our partner, Potions Master Fore Marin, does not need to mix poison for the time being, and the persuasion of the Virtue Knight Eckert can also be stopped." ”

The spellcasters present immediately obeyed the order, and the lord from the Rose family naturally had someone to inform him. In fact, since being repeatedly harassed by members of the Druid Order, the newly established town has been in a constant state of combat.

The tide of death formed by thousands of bone scarabs marched at an unstoppable speed, but as they approached the farmland on the outskirts of the town, the deafening sound of the bronze bell rattled continuously, and all the natives who were busy in the fields stood up in shock, and immediately abandoned the farm work at hand, spread their feet and ran to the nearby farm.

The ring-shaped pit on the outskirts of the farm, which protects against snakes, insects, rats and ants, is sprinkled with potions concocted by the Potions Master Fort Marlin, and the bottom is covered with burnt limestone powder, which, despite its pungent smell, avoids unwanted visitors.

Unfortunately, this natural line of defense now could not stop the advance of the white bone scarab, except for the newly born larvae, the insects that had eaten the dead corpse, all stretched out a pair of crystal clear wing membranes under the hard shell of the exoskeleton, which could briefly float and glide in the air.

Only a one-step-wide ring-shaped pit could not stop these bomber-like low-level undead creatures at all, and the white bone scarab easily climbed over the obstacles, but spared the natives who stayed inside, and specialized in dealing with humans from the real world.

The secretary, the farmer, and the head of the village all have good skills, and their strength is comparable to that of a first-class warrior, and they are also servants of the nobles - otherwise they would not be able to be inspired by the inner world, but unfortunately in front of the large number of white bone scarabs, there is still no room for resistance.

Even the tanned tough leather armor will quickly break through the big hole under the bite of the sharp mouthparts of the white bone scarab, and then these terrible creatures will tear the flesh and blood, enter all parts of the human body from the wound, gnaw at the bones and advance, and the females will even lay eggs directly to plant.

In just ten minutes, the twelve hundred-person farms on the outskirts of the town were completely destroyed under the death frenzy set off by the white bone scarab beetle. Of course, all humans from the real world were wiped out, and only the honest natives survived and were driven away from the farm by the mummy pharaoh wielding a scepter.

Immediately afterward, more than a thousand natives were handed over by the mummy pharaoh to their treacherous partner Saladin's Lantern Demon, a thumb ghost who was proficient in illusion, and was responsible for staring at them one-on-one, and using illusion to transform into bone spirits, the bone warriors who used illusion to drive the natives of the inner world to the dark castle.

Lu Bin looked at the harvest of the first batch of loot with a smile, and continued to lead the action of visiting the neighbors: "I have taken out a lot of capital, and I hope that the other party can also express enough intentions." I believe that the aristocratic neighbors who are aware of the current affairs will agree to any conditions for the sake of the great premise of good neighborliness and peaceful coexistence!"

While the spellcasters were carefully guarding the bone scarabs, the Plague Sphinx flew over the town. Behind it was a cluster of Sphinx-faced obsidian statues, numbering more than three hundred, all of their outstretched wings hooked together, creating a shadow that had obscured most of the town.

When Lu Bin saw the natives in the city, his face showed a panicked look, and he nodded lightly with a secret smile in his heart, but the knight with a blue face and the nobleman with a cold expression made him a little unhappy, not to mention those spellcasters, who didn't care about it, seemed to have the trump card to defeat the enemy.

In addition to the undead legion based in the Scorching Sun Desert, the place where I am buried also has the natural beloved son of the forest clan, as well as a large number of human warriors who have been searched in the second world, and after being given a physical body, they are all heroes who have started the legend of the world. ”

The area around the fountain in front of the main building of the Dark Castle was covered with a series of thick temple pillars, a total of twelve.

A familiar phantom appeared out of thin air, like a flame lit by a spark, and as Lu Bin injected the source, the illusory shadow transformed into a living body.

"Welcome to the New World! Hector, Prince of Troy, and the god-like Kuknos, and all of you. ”