After the death of the iron vulture, there was no suspense in the battle, and the black bear saw that there was nothing to do, and he was suppressed by the iron tower again, so he hurriedly retreated with the remnants of the people in a few moves, leaving corpses all over the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This battle can be called tragic, after the battle, more than a dozen guards were killed, more than a dozen wounded, looking at the bloody fighting scene all over the ground, Mark endured it and did not vomit, and staggered into the carriage. I have never killed a chicken in Dalian since I was a child, and suddenly seeing such a bloody scene, Mark is really a little uncomfortable. On the contrary, the guards who begged for a living on the knife all day long were accustomed to talking and laughing, cleaning the battlefield, cremating the brothers who died in battle, and putting their ashes on the carriage with a jar.

It was easy to calm down, and the voice of the iron tower came from outside the carriage: "My lord, the two captives left behind have confessed, they are indeed the people of Jutiefeng, this time they are considered to be elites, and the whole army was wiped out." There are still some people in the mountains, but they are all old, weak, sick and disabled......"

"Well, are the corpses stacked according to my requirements?" Mark endured for a long time and still planned to use these corpses to launch a summoning spell, after all, summoning is his old job.

"Yes, sir, all as you want. A hint of fear flashed in Tower's eyes, wondering what the Lord wanted these corpses to do.

A moment later, Mark came to the pile of corpses stacked on top of each other, he cheered up, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands continued to carve strange runes in the air. Under the effect of spiritual power, the runes seemed to be engraved in the air, of course, these ordinary people without spiritual power next to them could not see it.

It took about ten minutes for Mark to stop, and then the rune in front of him suddenly flashed, and sank into the pile of corpses in the blink of an eye with Mark's gesture, disappearing.

"Ahem-lu-go-spit-" A harsh spell came out of Mark's mouth in a strange tone, making the people around him feel their hearts beat faster and feel panicked when they heard it.

As the incantation from Mark's mouth was shouted, the entire pile of corpses emitted a dazzling blue light, then brighter and brighter, and finally a white light gate slowly condensed next to it, and then, a translucent creature slowly flew out of the white light door.

"This-this-this-" The tower was dumbfounded as he watched the scene. And the surrounding guards were also stunned one by one, and they were all shocked.

"Ho-ho-ho-" The otherworldly creature suddenly let out a sharp sound, Mark didn't understand what it meant, and just as he scratched his ears and cheeks, a wave of spiritual power came over:

"Hello, human. ”

"Huh?" Mark was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic: "Hello, what do you call it?"

"Youquan, I'm from the Netherworld. Soon there was another mental fluctuation from the other party.

"This—the Netherworld?" Mark, a half-wizard, didn't even know what world he was in, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"This is—" Youquan opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath and felt it for a moment, and then said in surprise: "This is a big world!

"Big world, what big world?" Mark repeated to himself, and suddenly remembered the ancestor of the Sai'an family, who seemed to be the Great World of Chenxing, and asked with a turn of thought, "What world does that netherworld belong to?"

"The Netherworld is just a small world, and the strongest Netherworld Emperor is only a third-level powerhouse. ”

"How is this big world divided into small worlds?" Mark suddenly felt that he was no different from an idiot in some ways as a wizard.

"Don't you know this, when a world doesn't even have a first-level powerhouse, it's a miniature world, with a level 1-3 strong world is a small world, level 4-6 is a medium world, and level 7-9 is a large world. The whole body of Youquan seemed to be a cloud of mist, with nothing but a pair of hazy eyes and a mouth, and he floated in the air, chattering around Mark.

"Then you mean that there are level 7-9 powerhouses in this big world where I am?" Mark suddenly grasped the point, and then asked, "How did you know that my world belongs to the big world as soon as you came over?"

"Hmph-the stronger the world, the stronger the rules of the world, the more stable the space, the more spiritual treasures produced in the world, and the stronger the vitality of heaven and earth, and when the strongest person in a world breaks through to a higher level, the world origin level will be raised, which will lead to the improvement of all aspects of this world. This is the so-called strong people change the world, and the world feeds the strong people. Youquan sighed at this point and continued:

"I've been at the peak of the Nether Guard for over a thousand years, and it's harder to break through to the Nether Commander than to ascend to the sky. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to be summoned to the Great World, which may be my greatest hope in my life to break through to the Nether Lordship. ”

"More than a thousand years?" Mark was startled, and he casually summoned an old monster of more than a thousand years to come out?

"Hehe, human, you don't need to be surprised, my ghost race is one of the longest-lived races among the many world races, because we don't have a body, only a soul, and there are really not many races that can compare with us in terms of soul attainments at the same level. And it is precisely because we have no physical body that it is difficult for us to advance. Youquan seemed to sense Mark's surprise and explained.

"No wonder, it seems that God is fair, there is a long and there is a short. "Mark thinks it's better to be a human being.

"With the energy provided by your sacrifice, I can stay in this world for three months, and after three months I will return to the Netherworld due to the time limit of the contract. Now tell me what you need me to do. ”

"Uh-I don't know what you're capable of, or what level of Nether Guard Peak you are?" asked Mark, a little embarrassed.

"Haha-I forgot to say it, the Nether Guards belong to the zero-level peak, speaking of ability, frankly, the strength is not very good, and if you don't advance to the Nether Commander for a day, it's really like an ant, but my Wraiths have a natural racial talent, called Mind Invasion, which should be able to help you. ”

"Mind invasion?" Mark was stunned, and then ecstatic, the Netherworld actually had such a perverted racial talent, and this summoning spell was really worth it.

"I usually put it in your satchel, and there are things that directly contact me. Youquan's translucent body shook and slowly disappeared into thin air. He wants to seize his spare time to cultivate, although three months is a bit short, but the rich vitality of the big world and the more stable world rules will greatly increase his chances of breaking through, this is the advantage of being born in the big world, and the cultivation speed is not comparable to other small worlds and medium-sized worlds.

"Ahem-" Mark patted his satchel and turned around, just now he and Youquan were communicating with each other's spiritual power, and the people behind him didn't dare to disturb him. At this point, Mark turned around to find that everyone was staring at him blankly from a distance, their eyes mixed with horror and fear.

Seeing that Mark seemed to have negotiated with the translucent monster just now, the iron tower, which had been waiting on the side, stepped forward tremblingly, first glanced at the corpses that had been piled up just now, and found that at some point these corpses had become skeletons, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but shudder again.

Mark felt the awe of these people in front of him, sighed in his heart, looked at him expressionlessly, and said: "Dig a pit on the spot and bury these bones, and when you are done, continue on your way, and I will go back to the carriage first." ”

"Do as you command, my lord!" the tower bowed to Mark in the most respectful manner.

Back in the carriage, Mark reminisced about the conversation he had just had with Youquan, who was born in a small world and knew the world far better than himself. And Mark has already affirmed that there must be very powerful people in the world he lives in.

"If you don't come out, you will never know the vastness of the world. Mark took a deep breath, and at this moment he felt his own insignificance. And this also gave him an unprecedented desire to learn.

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing, and after a few days, the group arrived at Anta City.

"This is Anta City, the royal capital of the Anta Kingdom, my lord!" After paying the entrance fee of three silver coins, the iron tower led Mark into Anta City. Although the Kingdom of Anta is small, it has a large population. Not to mention the outside of Anta City, there are at least more than 3 million people in Anta City, which is hundreds of miles long and wide. Entering the city from the south gate, the wide streets, where you can walk more than a dozen carriages at the same time, are full of people. The streets are bustling with people.

"My lord, the Royal Capital Warrior Academy is close to the palace, east of Anta City, why don't we find a hotel to stay in the east of the city?" Iron Tower whispered in Mark's ear.

Mark nodded, and everyone was about to set off, when suddenly there was a long horn sound in front of the street, and then a large group of warriors in golden armor carried huge axes and horses galloped quickly, all the way rampant, unscrupulous, for a time the streets were full of panicked crowds, cries, neighings resounded through the sky.

"His Royal Highness the King is out on patrol, everyone get out of the way!" a general in cyan plate armor rode a majestic lion and brandished a spear into the street, speeding up the commotion of the crowd present.

Mark also withdrew with the crowd to the side of the road, watching the King's guard of honor slowly pass by. After a while, he went out of the south gate, and then slowly stopped at the south gate, because the road was blocked, Mark and the others could only wait helplessly.

I don't know how long it took, a black spot suddenly flew in the sky, Mark seemed to sense something, raised his head and narrowed his eyes, the black spot was getting closer and closer, it was actually a giant black bat dozens of meters long, there was a person standing on the bat, wrapped in a gray robe from top to bottom, and his hands were curled up in the robe, seeing this, Mark chuckled in his heart, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. Is this the wizard?

"I've seen Lord Grusson!" King Anta led a large number of imperial relatives and ministers of civil and military affairs around him to bow to the wizard who had just slowly flown off from the bat with one hand on his chest.

The gray-robed wizard didn't make a sound, his whole body shrunk into the gray robe, and without saying a word, he flew straight to the throne of King Anta's throne and sat down slowly. With a move, the huge giant bat suddenly disappeared, and all the civil and military ministers around, including the king, couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw this scene, and bowed deeply again, and the king waved his hand to the general under the king. The general understood and said loudly:

"His Royal Highness returns to the palace—"

The grand royal guard of honor returned again along the same path, and the gray-robed wizard and the king sat together on the golden king's coffin, their eyes closed, and they did not care about the noise of the outside world.

Mark stared through the translucent white veil at the gray-robed wizard. Forget everything around you, as if the world was just yourself and the wizard.

"There is such an opportunity, it is definitely not to be missed!" Mark gritted his teeth, his pure spiritual power concentrated in his eyes, and his gaze was like electricity directly on the gray figure.

"Huh?" Grusen opened his eyes suddenly, and he suddenly had a feeling of being watched by his kind, could it be that there was a reclusive wizard in this place? Grusen looked in the direction of Mark with his eyes like electricity.