Realm, it's an ancient and mysterious word, even more shocking than forbidden spells.

If the forbidden spell is the most powerful power that a human magician can wield, then the realm is a symbol of entering the door of divine power beyond this realm, beyond what humans can reach.

In magical literature, the god represents omniscient and omnipotent, and with the exception of Salonia, he is mostly a general term, just as astrologers regard the eternal stars as all-powerful and all-powerful gods, and for dark magicians, gods represent deep knowledge that cannot be discerned, or powerful forces that cannot be controlled, similar to the realm of nature that cannot be reached by humans in a lifetime.

It is also said that even the most powerful dark mage cannot perform the giant blizzard that will sweep the entire Garic region, and the power of nature is the power of the gods, the black mage...... No, you can't do it as a human being.

In the evaluation of the level of magicians throughout the ages, forbidden spells have always been used as an indicator to measure the true strength of magicians, and only magicians who have thoroughly mastered at least one forbidden spell can be crowned with the reputation of great magicians, which is almost the limit of human beings.

But in the Empire...... No, among the black magicians, there are rumors that they can surpass the ordinary great magicians, and the counterbalance to this statement is the realm!

The White Mage of Salonia was a staunch advocate of theism, while the Black Mage of the Empire was a lover of atheism, and there was a cultural difference that could not be resolved for centuries, and this cultural difference led to war between the two countries in the early days of the state.

For the white mage, the other mages are heretics, among them, the necromancer is the evil guy who offends the pure soul, and the black mage is the most serious blasphemer, they want to touch the power of the gods, and this power is not a forbidden spell, but a realm.

Although no one knows whether there were gods in this world, in the teachings of the White Magi, they believed that it was God who created this world.

The beginning of the world was an eternal, boundless, pitch-black chaos, which even the dark mages could not do, and they called this endless chaos of light, darkness, and all other matter Kaos, as the source of life, from which all power originated.

But in the following evolution, the black mage and the white mage had a disagreement: the black mage believed that there were no gods in this world, the gods were just human fantasies and assumptions about unknown things, and that this world was a natural evolution, while the white mages believed that the gods were the earliest inhabitants of this world, and it was the gods who created the world, but whether it was the supreme god they believed in, hehe...... In any case, the White Mage asserts that the world is balanced, and that the power of creation as a god is as inaccessible as the pure soul.

And the meaning of the field is to create space, to create a second space that is different from this world!

Some people once regarded the forbidden spell as the ultimate power of the magician, this understanding is wrong, even if the forbidden spell has a powerful power, it is just a kind of magic, at most it is a composite application of several low-level magic, how can it compare to the height of the realm?

There are also people who have mistaken the oppressive force that the strong have for the realm, but in fact, it is just [aura], and any magician who has accumulated magic power to a certain stage can do this.

The true face of the realm is creation, and theoretically speaking, it is to tear apart space with powerful magic, simulate the power of nature between spatial faults to create a second space out of thin air, and use powerful spiritual power and magic to concretize and visualize it. The magician who created this space is the god among them!

This is the correct explanation of the real [Great Magician is difficult to defeat]!

It is also said that the power of man can be compared to the power of nature, even if it is only a simulated world with spiritual power and magic power!

And what they are seeing at this moment, the incongruous energy that envelops Reox, and the strange spatial fault phenomenon, originate from the realm of the old dean, [Etona Volcanic Group]!

Among the dark mages, there is an unwritten habit that although they do not believe in the existence of gods in the world, they are still in the habit of adding words representing gods to forbidden spell-level magic, such as the [Lava Purgatory: Wrath of Hephaestus] that the old dean had cast in Garic before.

Mount Etona, in mythology and legend, is the mountain where the god of fire Hephaestus lived, and all the fire elements in the world originated here. Of course, legends are just legends, how can the fire element, as an important part of the world, all gather in one place? And how to explain the existence of the [Yan River]? It is not that the residence of the flame demon is actually a certain river at the foot of Mount Etona? Not to mention whether Mount Etona really exists, and the Yan River exists in another subspace at all.

Legend to legend, the realm is indeed a powerful and incredible force!

Travel back in time to when Argus and Rioch's students met in the Enchanted Street, Argus stopped the necromancer Poole and spared Soth and Ulrique.

Of course, Argus had no good intentions, except that the dark forces in Thuss were more interested in the darkness of the ignorance, and if it had been before, he might have done to Jean Connell. Because of Ulrik's incredible ability, he chose to recruit him again, but when the situation reached this point, he had no time to recruit his companions, and at that time, he did want to kill Ulrique himself, but the earthquake accompanied by uncoordinated magic fluctuations made him change his mind.

It was indeed an incredibly powerful force, a huge oppressive force, as if the whole sky had collapsed, the air gradually became hot, and the ground vibrated irregularly, this was because the nearby fire element and earth element were becoming more and more intense, Argus knew very well that the only one who could do this was Gretel Keynes, who was the great magician of fire, earth, and the two systems, and it was obvious that the old man was preparing some shocking magic.

For this reason, Argus warned Soth, and this was the first time he had really threatened this friend in some sense, because he did not want his plans to be ruined, and the great magician Gretel Keynes, one of the pillars of the Empire, had to die here, and Reox, as the reserve of the Imperial magician, had to be destroyed, and nothing could change the outcome!

Of course, Argus didn't think of a simpler way, such as killing Soth, but first, he did have a good impression of this little ghost, and second, because in many previous contacts, he had gradually figured out what kind of demon existed in his young friend's body: similar dark powers, similar phantoms, enough to prove that the big demon behind that little ghost was in the same class as himself.

Although that little imp is still very weak, but the big demon standing behind him is not easy to mess with, Argus, who also exists as an apostle, knows this too well, for him, destroying Reox, and then destroying the empire is the most important thing, he doesn't want to make trouble, after all, he has already paid a huge price for it...... Fighting, as the most barbaric thing in the history of human civilization, has never stopped, even the seemingly noble magicians, behind the dazzling magic they perform, there is also a horror, magic is not a trick, don't think they are fireworks set off when the nobles are having fun.

For knights, magic is terrible, for magicians, magic is also terrible, that beautiful magic contains death behind it, and life is lost because of it, in this situation, whether it is a necromancer or a professor of the academy, they all play a twelve-point concentration, if they are not careful, someone will fall, maybe a necromancer, maybe a professor of the academy...... Fierce battles are always accompanied by death, and even the necromancers who believe in death are not spared, and on the way to the castle with Argus, Poole and Connell, they have seen more than a dozen corpses.

At this moment, the faces of the necromancers are not good-looking, but the faces of the professors of the academy are not necessarily very good, in the fierce battle just now, both sides have lost several familiar faces, for their own ideals and positions, they fell in the battle, and they can no longer see the sun tomorrow...... In the entire Helly Oaks Academy, Argus is perhaps the only one who can still laugh, this demonic man!

There will be no pity in his eyes, let alone regret, his eyes are as mocking as always, or self-deprecation, maybe for him, as long as he can achieve the goal in his heart, no matter what the price is worthwhile, his own, needless to say, other people's, let alone say.

It has been said that battles in which neither side has an advantage is the most magnificent and equally the most tragic, and Argus agrees.

One of the thirteen immortal kings who dominated the realm of death, the forbidden spell-level anthropomorphic Flame Lord, and the angelic magic that was no weaker than the two, plus those skeleton armies, giant rock statues, mire golems, and countless other summoned beasts and mimerics, Reoks was now more like a battlefield than the Academy of Magic.

In terms of numbers, it is obvious that the necromancer has the advantage, but in magic, it is the professor of the academy who is the black mage who has the upper hand, I have to say that the angelic magic of the Holy See does have a unique feature, even the immortal king, one of the masters of the kingdom of death, cannot fully suppress the power angel Wappas summoned by Father Andrew, of course, the flame lord controlled by the old dean also has an indelible credit, otherwise, it is still very difficult for Father Andrew to deal with the huge immortal lord alone.

Poole opted to join the fight when he saw that the situation was not optimistic, but Argus did not seem to have any intention of making a move.

Argus didn't speak, and Connell was happy to watch the battle, after all, he didn't want to participate in any inexplicable battle, for him, except for the little girl whose eyes and temperament resembled his lover, whether he was dead or alive had little to do with him, werewolves have never been loving creatures.

Suddenly, Connell heard a deep sigh muttering from beside him.

"It's almost over...... As long as you destroy Reox, you will be able to control the Imperial City of Sasson...... Hmph! In less than two or three years, internal strife and external disasters will cause the entire empire to completely collapse...... This decaying country should not continue to exist......"

Connell glanced at Argus inexplicably, and when he saw the hatred in Argus's eyes, he was stunned, he had never seen Argus have made a similar expression, and faintly, he could see a trace of sadness in Argus's eyes, as if he was remembering something.

Argus relaxed, Connier knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to, he could kill Argus now before he could react, perhaps as a common human disease, when he was about to fulfill his wish, he would always subconsciously relax, even Argus was not immune.

Connell didn't do anything, firstly, he still begged Argus to grant his wish, and secondly, as the time spent with each other became longer, he gradually felt that Argus was not actually a heinous fellow, and out of curiosity, he asked in a low voice, "Why destroy this country?"

The words seemed to be thunder, pulling Argus back from memory, only to see him glance at Connell and show a somewhat familiar smile, "Ah, what a surprise!--you almost became a hero of this country!"

Connell, of course, understood what Argus was referring to, and said with a sneer, "Less nonsense, answer me, why do you have to destroy this country!"

Glancing deeply at Connell, Argus gradually retracted the smile on his face, looked into the distance and muttered, "yes, why!" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised a somewhat playful smile, and he teased, "Maybe it's because it's funny?

"Tsk!" Connell pouted and said coldly, "You guy is still so unpleasant!"

"Do you want to teach me a lesson?—but there's no chance like that I did!"

"Hmph!" Connell snorted coldly, looked at the battle in the distance and said lightly, "Don't worry, there will be a day! But with your state just now, it's hard for me to guarantee that you won't survive until that day!"

"That's right......" Argus sighed rarely, reaching into his pocket with his right hand, playing with the silver coin, and muttering, "maybe, not so long......"

As if he didn't hear clearly, Connell turned his head and frowned, "What?"

"Huh?" Argus was stunned, then shook his head and smiled, "No!"

Connell looked deeply at Argus, and seeing that he was reluctant to speak, he was not reluctant, but he looked up at the battle in the distance, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to watch here all the time?

"Ah, yes!" said Argus, smiling lightly, "because I'm an ally, I can't interfere!—if they think I'm despising them, I'm in trouble!"

Connell was visibly upset by the playful smile on Argus's face, and after snorting coldly, he said in a deep voice, "You're using them, aren't you? You don't trust them, and you don't really see them as allies......"

Argus was silent, narrowed his eyes, and said lightly, "Man is born to be used, the difference is just who is used, isn't it, let's heh, in fact, it should be said that it is a transaction, everything in the world is a transaction, pay the price, to satisfy the inner **, power, status, money, reputation, women...... As long as there is ** in the heart of the person, ** drives them to be used willingly...... It's just a deal, I can get them right and get them back to the center of this world, and they have to help me...... Just trading ......"

"Aren't you afraid that those skeleton scum will trouble you afterwards?--they've already lost a lot of people to this!"

"That's the key," Argus said with a slight smile, his eyes narrowed, "the point is, I'm not afraid that they will trouble me at all!" As he spoke, a faint and deep dark power involuntarily surged out of him, this darkness was purer than ever, and the invisible pressure even Connell couldn't help but be frightened.

What shocked Connell even more was that a gray phantory silhouette faintly appeared on Argus's body, and although the oozing aura was very faint, it was definitely a high-level existence.

This guy is a little off today...... Connell frowned and looked at Argus, suddenly, he found that Argus's eyes turned a faint red, as if with magic power, just a glance, his heart suddenly inexplicably gushed out a strong **, that ** is simply maddening, in an instant, Connell has a strange idea of wanting to control the whole world in his hands.

"What's going on?" Connell muttered as he panted and clutched his forehead after shaking off that inexplicable thought.

Argus also seemed to notice Connell's inexplicable movements, only to see him subconsciously cover his eyes, with a little inexplicable emotion, and said in a deep voice, "Don't look at my eyes!"

Eye?

Connell looked at Argus in amazement, only then did he realize that the black tattoo that Argus used to only have on his chest had now extended to his neck, arms, etc.

Although he couldn't understand the meaning of the rune spell mark on the black tattoo, Connell still faintly sensed the dark aura on Argus's body, and muttered, "You guy...... Wait, I can feel the dark power in your body increasing several times compared to before......"

Argus was silent for a moment, and after taking a breath, he said lightly, "That's right, in order to deal with the next situation!--those two old fellows are not so easy to deal with, like you said, I don't trust those necromancers! If they can trade the content completely, then they will be paid accordingly, but if they can't...... I'll do it myself!--This rotten country must be destroyed! No one can change it!"

"Are you crazy, do you have to sacrifice yourself for great power?" said Connell with a look of disbelief.

After a slight silence, Argus said in a serious and flat tone, "Any price is worth it!"

"You ...... guy"

At the same time, on the other hand, the old dean, who had done nothing other than summoning the flame lord, finally opened his eyes, held his wand and walked forward step by step, in the face of a magic attack like a barrage, the old dean actually blew away those magic with only the breath of magic, and when the bone spear, bone soul, and necromantic magic hit the breath of the old dean, it was as if the fire met water, and it was extinguished in an instant.

"Boom, boom!" A flash dodged the attack of the necromancer on the opposite side, and the corner of Professor Hodd's eyes caught a glimpse of the old dean's abnormal behavior, his face covered with red tattoos showed a little unbearable, and he came to the old dean's side with flash magic, and called in a low voice, "Dean......"

The old dean looked at Professor Hodd with a smile, nodded and said, "It's time, Hodd! The children have left this area safely, and you should leave ...... too."

"But the dean ......"

"Needless to say," interrupting Professor Hodd with his hand, the old dean looked at the necromancer in the distance, and Argus further behind them, and whispered, "I knew the man was coming...... Everybody, let's go, the professors who died...... Alas, it is my fault, and it will trouble you in the future, please pay the highest respect to their families on my behalf, and convey to their families, they are all the most competent professors of my Heliriochs Academy, and likewise, the most outstanding black magicians!"

"Huh!" Abel also cast a flash spell to come to the old dean's side, biting his lip and whispering, "Let's go together, dean...... No, grandfather!"

"Hehehe," the old dean looked at Abel with satisfaction, reached out and gently stroked his granddaughter's hair, and said with a smile, "Someone must stay here to stop them......"

"I'll stay!" Professor Hodd said in a deep voice.

"Hehe," the old dean shook his head with a smile, and teased, "you can't do it yet, Hodd! And the people who stay must be me, and as long as I stay here, they will stay here, including the Argus man...... Didn't you notice the man's breath now?Humans are absolutely unable to reach this level, and he sold his soul in order to gain great power......" As he spoke, the old dean sighed slightly, glanced at Argus in the distance, shook his head, and said, "What a pathetic fellow!"

"But grandfather ......"

"Alright," stroking Abel's hair, the old dean said with a smile, "No need to do this, I'm just blocking them for you for a while, I guess the royal magician is already on his way, hehe, this old bone hasn't fallen to the point of being bullied by a young junior! In half an hour, I'll join you!--Abel, go and tell the professors for me to get out of here quickly!

"Grandfather ......"

"You're grown, Abel!"

Biting his lip and looking at the old dean deeply, Abel lowered his head slightly and said softly, "This time, you can't lose your trust!"

"Ah! I will definitely not lose my trust this time!"

Looking at the professors who appeared in the battle in a few flashes of Ebel, Professor Hodd barely smiled a little, and said in a low voice, "This kind of deceptive little girl's tone really shouldn't be heard from you...... Actually, she's already found out!"

"Yes, she's the best astrologer apprentice in Vander!" the old dean smiled proudly, then sighed slightly and whispered, "It means that she has grown up...... Hodd, I'll leave it to you afterwards!"

"Yes, Dean!"

"Hmm!" pinched the wizard's hat on his head, and the old dean whispered, "Tsk! Weston, that old immortal...... After leaving, go to Vander! Royal Magician...... It is very likely that Jerry Belfort has betrayed us, Sasson is no longer safe, you go to Vanderle for the time being, and Elder Geeves will take care of you...... Please, Hold!"

"Yes, Dean!" said Professor Hodd, holding back the grief in his heart, bowing his head.

"By the way," the old dean shook his head with a smile and said with a smile, "You've been with me for more than ten years, haven't you?"

"It's been almost eighteen years......"

"Yes, I've listened to your dean for eighteen years, and I'm tired of listening to it!"

"Huh?" Professor Huo De subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw the old dean looking at him with a narrow gaze, he suddenly came to his senses and said embarrassedly, "Dean, now...... This ......"

"Oh, what's wrong? Do you want to explain something? It's immoral to deceive an old man!"

"This ......," he licked his lips awkwardly, and Professor Hodd exclaimed, "Ancestor...... Ancestor...... Grandfather ......"

"Hahaha!" The old dean nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "If that guy Barrett is still here, I'm afraid he will be angry when he hears it...... All right, let's go!--remember what you promised me!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, Father Andrew also noticed the old abbot's actions, and while controlling the Angel of Power to block the Immortal King, he whispered to his assistants, Eves James and Brother Laurel Neber, "Ves, Laurel, you and Brother Chesher are out of here now! Our students are in a small village to the south, and they should not know about this yet, so take them with you and go back to Thelonia at once!"

"What about you, Father?"

"I'm going to stay here!" Glancing at Argus, who was watching the battle from a dead tree in the distance, Father Andrew said in a deep voice, "I must fulfill my mission! If this man cannot take him back to Thessalonia for trial, then, as a servant of the Lord, I will punish him in the Lord's place!"

The two assistant monks had actually been injured in the battle just now, but after hearing Father Andrew's words, they all said, "Father, how can we keep you here......?" To put it mildly, there's no need to hunt Argus anymore......"

"Yes, it should be the Empire's business now, if there is chaos in the Empire, we Salonia are not ......"

"Nonsense!" Father Andrew sternly interrupted the words of the two assistants, and said in a deep voice, "Do you think that if there is chaos in the Empire, we Salonia will be able to get out?

The two assistant monks looked at each other, bowed their heads and said in shame, "I'm sorry, Father......! How do you tell us to reply to His Holiness the Pope?"

"I must stay!" Fr. Andrew said in a deep voice, "I underestimated that man and was fled into the empire by him, and I must make up for this mistake!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the Holy Inquisitor, Brother Chesha, and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Cheshe!"

As if he understood something, Brother Chesher dodged the attack of a necromancer and said righteously, "It is our duty to punish the infidels, please let us stay here......"

"Obey orders! Brother Cheshe!" interrupted Brother Cheshe, and Father Andrew said in a deep voice.

I saw a little hesitation on Brother Cheshe's indifferent face, and after thinking for a while, he stopped the two remaining companions who were attacking the necromancer, and said categorically, "Take their bodies with Rive, and we'll get out of here!"

The necromancers didn't see the departure of the professors and the clergy of Reochs one after another, but they had no intention of stopping it, after all, the fierce battle just now was also very serious for them, and there was no need to force the other party to start a trapped beast fight, not to mention that the old dean was still here, and he also took a cardinal archbishop of the Holy See.

So, the battle stopped for a while, and Argus, who had been in a wait-and-see state, finally stepped forward, looked at the old dean and clapped his hands, and praised, "How noble this is......! It's an honor to see you all again!"

"We don't feel honored!" said Father Andrew coldly.

"Oh, I don't think you two have a good impression of me," said Argus, shrugging his shoulders, as he walked slowly, "Why don't we sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Before Father Andrew could speak to the old abbot, the Immortal King, who had already accumulated a belly of anger from the Flame Lord of the Force Angel Wappas, roared angrily, "Tea, what are you kidding, humans, aren't you trying to kill those guys? Then hurry up, I don't have that much time to play with you here!"

"Tsk!" The smile on Argus's face suddenly sank, and he squinted at the huge Immortal King, and said lightly, "While I'm talking, the others better shut up for me!"

"What are you talking about?!" The Immortal King's eyes burned with a flame of rage, and before he could figure out how to punish the damned human in front of him, he suddenly felt a shock in his head, and then, a sharp pain from the depths of his soul made him howl out in a terrible way.

"It's a fast ......"

"What a powerful force...... No, it's just the power of **!" The old dean and Father Andrew were slightly moved, they could see very clearly, Argus appeared in front of the Immortal King's skull in an instant, only to see his right hand slap, not only made the Immortal King's huge body sink into the earth, but even more incredible made the solid skull have a few cracks.

You must know that it is one of the thirteen masters of skeleton power in the Death Realm, even if it is a forbidden spell, it may not be able to damage his body.

"Ahh

"What did you say?" the Immortal King was furious, and he roared under his breath, "a mere human, a great Immortal King by the name of a reptile, a mere human......" He struggled to his feet, but Argus slammed him into the ground.

"Go back, or do you choose to die here?" said Argus, stepping on the bridge of the Immortal King's nose.

After glancing at Argus angrily, the Immortal King unexpectedly calmed his anger and laughed and said, "Die, I am an eternal immortal......! No, I can't call you a human anymore! Your name is Argus, right? I remember you! Poor fellow, you're just a clown with the help of someone else's power, and I don't deny it, I can see the shadow behind it, tsk, what a powerful guy, but alas, you're only temporarily possessing this great power...... When you die, your soul comes to the realm of death, and I will personally come to meet you, oh, sorry, I seem to have forgotten that your soul will never come to the realm of death, because it does not exist anymore, and you will be devoured completely!hahaha...... Ahh

"Hmph!" Before the Immortal King could finish speaking, Argus stomped his foot violently and stepped on the bridge of the Immortal King's nose, and then, with his right hand, he slapped the Immortal King's skull, and the Immortal King's body immediately glowed with black and purple light, and with a clicking sound, his entire body began to crack.

"You damn bastard! Glad your soul disappeared into this world, or I'd make your life worse than dead!—Necromancer, don't forget the deal between us!" With a roar, the Immortal King's body gradually cracked, eventually turning into a pile of black-purple crystalline slag.

"What a crazy guy......" Looking at Argus standing on a pile of black-purple crystals, the necromancers subconsciously swallowed their saliva, it was obvious that Argus was more powerful than they expected.

"Tsk! what a mouthy fellow!" Pursing his lips, Argus turned to look at the old dean and Father Andrew, and said jokingly, "The people in the way are gone, I wonder what you two think of my proposal?"

"Hehe," said the old dean with a faint smile, shaking his head, "I don't feel any sincerity in your words!" Beside him, Father Andrew held the cross and said in a deep voice, "Tea with a demon like you, I'm afraid I'll be abandoned by the Lord!"

"That's a pity," Argus shook his head with pretended regret...... then a faint red appeared in his eyes, and said coldly, "Then you will die here!

Feeling the threat in Argus's words, the old dean shook his head and sighed, "Young man, it is very foolish to do anything for the sake of great power...... Even if you temporarily gain great power from the demon, it is not really yours, and sooner or later, you will lose everything!"

"Everything?" Argus was stunned, then laughed, and said lightly in a tone of mockery and self-deprecation......, "So what?" he said, looking up at the old dean and Father Andrew, and jokingly said, "Compared to this, I am still surprised that you two big men would choose to stay here, why don't you leave like the others? If a great magician is determined to leave, it is not something that can be stopped if he wants to......"

"But at least you can stop it!" the old dean interrupted Argus with a smile, shook his head, and said, "I have never intended to abandon this place since I became the dean of Reox, not before, not now, and ......" As he spoke, he glanced at Argus, his face sank, and said with a straight face, "Moreover, I am obligated to keep a dangerous creature like you here, forever!" As he spoke, the old dean paused the wand in his hand, only to see that the wand suddenly emitted a fiery red light, and with this burst of light, one by one strange characters emerged from the air.

"Buzz!" the ground began to shake violently, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

"Do you want to use Galik's tricks again, pretending to cast a forbidden spell and only to escape?" Argus sneered and mocked, but then, his eyes gradually became solemn, and he turned his head to look around, muttering, "Domain?"

"That's right!" seemed to hear Argus's voice, and the old dean said in a deep voice, "For the sake of the Empire, for the sake of Heliliochs, I must leave you here, this is my realm, the Etona Volcano!"

With the voice of the old dean, the entire space nearby began to vibrate, and the powerful magic power made the originally balanced space produce a strange folding phenomenon, and at the intersection of spaces, the second world was gradually born.

Different from the original world, there are only fire elements and earth elements here, it is an unbalanced world, and the whole space is strangely floating with a fiery red color, there is no doubt that this is a materialization phenomenon caused by the fire element being too strong.

The world is made up of only active volcanoes with great power and the hot magma erupted from volcanoes.

The blazing magma flowed on the surface, dividing the surface into pieces one after another, and the huge volcanoes sometimes came with bursts of thunderous sounds, accompanied by bursts of earthquakes, the volcano erupted violently, and the huge, whole body fell towards the fiery red rock like a meteorite, and the violent impact directly caused the collapse of the surface, forming a deep red stream, as if it was a passage to hell, this is simply a real world...... No, this is a real world! a world of fire and rock in which the necromancer and Argus are trapped!

"Mount Etona?" said Argus, looking around with a playful smile as the earthquake subsided, "Legend has it that the god of fire lives on the mountain?

The old dean didn't pay any attention to Argus's sarcasm, only to see that with a wave of his wand, the massive volcanoes suddenly accelerated the speed of the eruption, and the hot magma gradually swallowed the ground under Argus's feet, and in addition, the flaming rocks fell like meteorites, and after a roar, one after another the flame lords crawled out of the pit, looking down on Argus and the necromancers.

"Wow, what a scene!" Argus clapped his hands in praise as he suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of him and subconsciously jumped backwards for some distance.

With a thud, the heavy sword of the Power Angel Vapas slammed into the ground, swinging a deep stream, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with hot magma.

"What a danger!" Argus said jokingly, turning his gaze to Father Andrew at the feet of the Angel of Force, "do you need to be so anxious?

"Hmph!" Father Andrew snorted coldly, and at the same time, a burst of brilliant white light emanated from the wings of the Angel of Force, and then, a beam of light as thick as a finger was shot out, and a necromancer was looking around in astonishment, being hit by several beams at the same time, there was almost no sound of screaming, and his body faded in the holy light in an instant, and he could no longer be found.

"Damn!" the five necromancer elders looked indignantly at Argus, then at the old abbot and Father Andrew, and shouted in a deep voice, "Come here!" as they spoke, and began to chant the incantation, only to see a circle of purple light appear under their feet, and then, a gray mist rose into the air, colliding with the fiery red mist.

Beneath the gray mist, a river of dead air could be faintly seen, filled with floating corpses, and occasionally, the sound of ticking water and the oppressive, eerie whirring sound could be heard.

This is the realm of Elder Beris among the five elders of the necromancer, also named after the legendary region.

【Mikawa Route】!

However, the realm formed in a hurry could not compete with the realm that the old dean had prepared for a long time, and in the endless magma world, the elders of the five necromancers could only protect their own compatriots at most, and there was no time to attack the old dean again.

Looking at the two dozen or so remaining compatriots beside him, Poole's face showed a complicated expression, and then he said to Argus, "Argus, we have done what we agreed before!--that's okay, right? If you're not satisfied, I'll replace them!"

"Hey!" Argus shook his head with a smirk, and after glancing deeply at Poole, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said nonchalantly, "That's it!" said to Connell, who was standing behind him, "Stand back, let!"

"Huh?" Connell was visibly surprised by Argus's words.

As if sensing Connell's surprise, Argus raised his right hand and smiled evilly, "It's hard to make up your mind to get this power, and it's a shame if nothing is done......

"Really?" Connell looked at Argus with a puzzled look.

"Of course!"

Even the old dean and Father Andrew were surprised by this, knowing that the reason why the old dean spent so long accumulating magic power was not only for Argus, but also for those necromancers, but looking at Argus's meaning, he wanted to fight alone, which couldn't help but make the two old men angry and happy.

Perhaps sensing the strangeness in the eyes of the two old men, Argus laughed.

"Do you think I'm taking you too lightly? Hey, indeed, if it had been some time ago, maybe I would have had to escape, but what...... There's no time left, so let me finish this!"

Under the surprised gaze of the old abbot and Father Andrew, the black tattoos on Argus's body continued to expand, and finally covered his body, and then, an ominous black mist appeared in his body, and the black mist expanded in an instant, and the fiery red rock surface under his feet also turned into endless darkness in an instant, and in that deep and pure darkness, an ancient and gorgeous palace rose up.

For a moment, the two realm forces of darkness and blazing flame collided violently, and even the entire space trembled.

[Domain: The Lost Temple--Pandimaninan]!

(To be continued)