"What?" everyone was shocked, even Marina, who had been waiting by Sivi's side, although she couldn't figure out why the number of necromantic monsters increased so much overnight, and she only thought it was unavoidable, but she really didn't think that there were human reasons for this.

As we all know, the vitality of living creatures is equivalent to naked temptation for necromantic monsters, and the attraction is no less than that of a desert fountain or an ice campfire.

Vitality powder is a kind of magic powder specially made by necromancers to simulate anger, which is used to feed the necromancer to summon from the necromantic realm.

The practice of sprinkling vitality powder on the location of the tower of the Yin Puppet City is like the only candle flame in the vast dark night, attracting countless countless necromantic monster moths to the fire, and it is simply to put the people who remain in the position of the city tower into a place where there is no place to be buried.

first sprinkled the powder of vitality in the tower of the Yin Puppet City, and then completely cut off their back road silently, the mastermind behind this kind of thing is so vicious and hateful that at the same time, it is inevitable that there is a trace of trembling for the unpredictability of his city and his ruthless methods.

"Woo ~ woo ~ woo, woo ~ woo ~ woo. ”

Just when everyone was silent and distressed, the army of necromantic monsters surrounding the Yin Puppet City heard a low and suppressed horn sound again, and in the suppressed voice, there seemed to be a mountain of flesh and blood, and the thick killing intention of the white bone turned into the original, and there was a kind of victory is king, and the loser is lifeless, just like the vastness of the king's presence.

"Ahem, it's too late, get ready to meet the enemy. Sivi propped up his sick body, with a pale face, pushed away Marina's support, and stood straight at the front of the tower, with a trace of helplessness in his tone.

"What do you mean?" Roki, who had been stunned by the thunder in Xiwei's words just now, said with a crying voice at this time.

"Legend has it that since ancient times, undead creatures have sounded three death horns before fighting the enemy, one rally, one tremor, and one attack. Sivi explained slowly as he carefully watched the movements of the necromantic monster in front of him.

"Three attacks, how many times was it just now?" Hearing this, Roki panicked, like a headless fly, unable to find any direction.

"It doesn't matter how many death horns sound, cough cough, the key is to control the existence of the death horn, which means that the necromantic army under the city may have an autonomous consciousness and can lead the existence of the whole army. Sivi sighed, no matter how sure he was, in the face of the existence that could lead this army of necromancy, I am afraid that he would not have much chance of winning.

The crowd was silent, they were already frightened, so that they could not live.

"Xiwei is right, the legend of the world's first death horn is in the hands of the Hades Supreme, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Hades Supreme, leading the immortal and immortal Hades army under his command, permanently suppressing thousands of hell demon gods, a rally, a shock, and an attack.

After three waves of necromantic horns, it predicted the fall of the Endless Demon God, thus becoming the supreme prestige of the great Hades Emperor.

Although this habit has been slowly forgotten over time, I don't know when it was inherited by necromantic creatures. Therefore, only the presence of absolute dominance in the army can control the horn of death, and the horn of death symbolizes the authority of that being. Retans added, but no one had the leisure to listen to him add words that would make them even more desperate.

However, while the attention of Retans, Marina, and Rollo was all drawn to the thousands of necromantic monsters under the city.

Unbeknownst to them, there had once been a black-robed figure behind them, quietly listening to Rettans tell the story between them, unnoticed by anyone.

Even the most perceptive Xiwei only turned around to see after the black-robed figure left, but it was empty. Although he was very confused about his own judgment, Xiwei no longer had any energy to think about it, and the predicament in front of him had already made him anxious and headache.

......

In the Yin Puppet City, walking down the position of the city tower, you can look at the various buildings of all sizes standing in front of you, with an ancient style and green vines wrapped around the walls.

The intact texture of the building, except for some uneven spots on the surface that have been hit by wind and rain, it is completely impossible to see that this is an ancient city that has undergone erosion for more than 3,000 years.

However, in those buildings inside the Netherworld, there was a large magic array, like an upside-down bowl, covering all areas inside the Netherworld, leaving no gaps.

Back then, after occupying this deathmatch secret realm, the top leaders of the academy did not completely destroy this powerful magic array that protected the Yin Puppet City, but tore open a gap that could accommodate people to pass through, and it was also the only entrance that could lead to the interior of the Yin Puppet City now.

And in front of this entrance, there stood a black-robed young man, wearing black-rimmed glasses, holding a turquoise staff for a mage, but with a steel cross sword pinned to his waist.

The most strange thing is that on his broad shoulders, there is an old crow with somewhat dim feathers, the old crow shrugs his eyelids, hangs his crow head in the twilight, and in his empty and dead eyes, it seems that he has lost the belief in survival, which makes people dare not look directly.

"The gold and silver belongings of the ancient tomb, the material resources, all kinds of treasures in the Yin Puppet City, and the secret room where the master hides the spell scrolls and secret magic scrolls, have all been looted by you, and what are you pestering me for?

After your blood dissolves into that Soul Melting Bead, you have already controlled the core control of that Soul Melting Bead, don't tell me that you can't go out of this secret realm. "The old crow is the spirit of the secret realm, a little sarcastically, but its expression is still as light as stagnant water, as if it has hollowed out all the feelings on its body.

The black-robed young man raised his white and handsome face and chuckled, "I don't think that if you control any core control, you can know all the secrets of this secret realm. And you, the spirit of the secret realm standing in front of me alive, I don't squeeze the oil and water out of your body well, and it's not a pity that you die after you die. ”

"Hmph, Ivan, you're a vampire, it's a pity that you're not a profiteer. The Spirit of the Secret Realm snorted, his tone mostly sarcastic.

"Thank you for the compliment, but there is still room for improvement, I will work hard. Ivan smiled unmindfully, then looked down again at the destroyed entrance in front of him.

"Do you want to fix this entrance?" the Spirit of the Secret Realm suddenly asked.

"What do you think?" said Ivan, smirking.

"Although this entrance has been seriously damaged, as far as you who have obtained the Alchemy Inheritance of Suelo are concerned, it should not be a problem to repair him. In terms of your human morality, there is no reason why you should not fix this import. The Spirit of the Secret Realm analyzed.

"Haha, Spirit of the Secret Realm, do you think I'm a good person who is selfless and willing to give?" Ivan laughed, as if he had heard something very funny.

"Isn't it?" the spirit of the Secret Realm asked rhetorically.