The sudden turmoil and coup d'état in the Cormier Kingdom undoubtedly instantly attracted the attention of the entire Feron continent.

In particular, the birth of the Prince of Darkness, Grea, and the spectacular image of the incarnation of the Prince of Lies, Syric, being eaten alive by him, spread through the streets in just a few days.

Some bards even wrote songs and stories that were sung in taverns and inns.

The most important thing is that when Yalusail killed all the people and put down the rebellion in the capital Susar, it was officially announced that the young king Ahsan V had been killed by the rebels, and the Queen Mother Phil Farrell also came forward to confirm this.

This means that as the last heir of Ahsan IV, she must inherit the throne and become the new queen of the Cormir Kingdom.

As the heir, Grea will automatically become the sole heir.

At this moment, the dark prince had led an ordinary army of fifty guards, three hundred reorganized Purple Dragon Legion soldiers, and about two thousand people selected from the nobles' private prisoners, and set out directly from Susar to embark on a journey to conquer the rebellion.

In just three days, he easily captured the second largest city in the kingdom, Massenburg, ruled by the Scorrell family, and Lord Bildrin was instantly blasted into mutilated pieces by spells during the defense of the city.

The main reason for this is that the two cities are so close to each other.

If you switch to the sea route, it may not take half a day.

Immediately after regaining this important transportation hub, Grega took advantage of the river network and began a full-scale conquest of the southern regions of the kingdom.

He did not accept the surrender of any nobles, and everywhere he passed, he uprooted ancient families that had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years, executed all men, women, and children as long as they were of direct blood, and then installed bureaucrats from the empire to re-establish administrative and tax institutions.

Although at the beginning, many commoners loyal to the noble lords were very resistant to this unconventional approach, and even frequently launched armed tax protests at the instigation of well-intentioned people.

But after a few of the most noisy villages and towns were suddenly wiped off the map overnight, all the unrest died down in an instant.

It turns out that as long as absolute violence is mastered, things like public opinion don't need to be ignored at all.

Defy?

Bear with it!

Or die!

Anyway, after a dozen or twenty years after a stubble, the new generation of the population will grow up to adulthood, and will naturally forget the past and get used to the new centralized political system.

No form of reform can be accomplished without bloodshed.

This is not the case with fiscal and tax reforms, not to mention such a drastic top-down political system change.

If you don't go on a killing spree and clean up all opponents physically, the slightest softness will mean that there will be a huge hidden danger.

So from the moment Yalusail made up his mind, the entire Cormir kingdom was doomed to a river of blood.

The role of the dark prince Grea is actually the sharpest knife in her mother's hand, slashing wherever she doesn't obey.

Shapu, the lord of Huailun City, who has always been famous for his rebellion against the royal family, was hanged in front of everyone after the city was captured.

Hundreds of local people tried to save people by ignoring the law, but a total of 657 people were arrested, and finally sentenced to death for treason and obstruction of justice.

You must know that there are only about six or seven thousand people in this small city, which is equivalent to killing nearly one-tenth of them at once, and they are basically young and middle-aged men, which directly breaks the backbone of the entire city.

Since then, all the citizens who are still alive will look at the patrol passing by the streets with great awe and fear, and will no longer dare to take pride in confronting the royal family.

And the Lord of Shap, who was once regarded as a hero, has also changed from a hero admired by thousands of people to a culprit spurned by everyone.

Because if he hadn't taken the lead, the inhabitants of the city would not have felt that it was a very honorable thing to fight against the royal family, which in turn would have led to the loss of husbands or sons who were the breadwinners of countless families.

Now, this small town, which is mostly populated by women, the elderly and children, is likely to have a hard time for some time.

Through the relentless suppression of the rebels, the Komir kingdom quickly restored calm after the outbreak of aristocratic warlord rebellion, and established an efficient centralized system of rule in the process of counterinsurgency.

What surprised Jalusail most was that, after all the turmoil, wars, and killings that had spread throughout the country, and that it had lost a great deal of people, the financial situation had not deteriorated but had become better than before, and the tax revenues had increased sevenfold, not counting the confiscation of the aristocratic property.

Needless to say, the main reason for this situation is that the part of the tax that was previously paid to the local nobility is now all returned to the state treasury.

This is also a reflection of the superiority of centralization over feudalism.

After all, excluding the supernatural power of magic, assuming that there is little difference in technology and military aspects, the overall strength of a country depends on its ability to draw financial, human, and material resources from the area under its rule.

In this regard, the centralized system can shake off the feudal system, and there are more than a dozen streets.

Greya, the Prince of Darkness, apparently didn't care about these trivial matters at all, and was now leading an army of five thousand men through the edge of the Stormhorn Mountains towards Tivanton, the northernmost city of the kingdom.

Just five days earlier, he had recovered Arabe, which had been captured by goblins and orcs after the death of Ahsan IV.

Now, as long as the last Tivanton, which has been lost for several years, is captured, the whole of Cormier will be completely taken.

However, this bloody battle for recovery in the eyes of outsiders is actually basically similar to going out for sightseeing for Grea.

Because so far, he hasn't faced an opponent who can really make him nervous.

Many times, it only takes a little unleashing the power of darkness for the enemy's soldiers to quickly collapse their psychological defenses and turn and flee.

The next thing to do is to choose one of the Surrender and Tailgating Kills.

Along the way, the hard-fought battles were basically not fought, but the number of troops was growing like a snowball.

Even if some garrisons were left in the towns along the way, there were still more than 5,000 people under his command.

Of course, Grea never expected these rebel soldiers, who were mostly recruited, to fight any tough battles, and the main reason why he took them was to occupy the captured cities and maintain basic order.

When encountering a fierce enemy, the Prince of Darkness usually draws his sword and takes it himself.

"Your Highness, would you like some water?"

A female officer handed over the water bottle she was carrying.

She noticed that under the scorching sun just after noon, her prince's face looked paler than usual, and he was swaying slightly from side to side on his horse as if he were about to suffer from heat stroke, and his whole body was listless.

"No, no, thank you."

Grea rejected the offer in a slightly deep voice.

Because he wasn't sick or uncomfortable, he was simply uncomfortable with the sun and the overly bright light.

After all, the essence of his power is darkness, so it will only return to normal at night or in a dark environment underground.

"If you really can't do it, just find a shady place to stop and rest for a while. It's so hot, and we only have one Tivanton left to regain yet, so there's no need to rush. The female officer continued to reassure.

Judging from the armor, it is not difficult to see that she is a member of the Regency Guard, and she is also the person specially sent by Yalusel to take care of her son's daily life and assist in the management of the army.

"How far is it from Tifanton?"

Grea gently pulled the black hood from her head, and looked up at the rolling mountains in front of her with those deep black eyes.

The female officer hurriedly replied: "According to the current pace of marching, it should be about half a day or so."

With the power you have, taking it down is nothing more than a breeze.

The only trouble is that Tifanton has long since been reduced to a battlefield where the Santarim and the Netherlands, which call themselves the Netherel Empire, face each other.

Mutilated bodies are said to be found in the streets and alleys every night.

There are so many spies, spies, and assassins that it will take a lot of work to get rid of them. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Grea's mouth without a trace of blood rose slightly, and he said in a slightly contemptuous tone: "Don't worry, these people can't make any waves. Because I am the lord of darkness, their every move cannot escape my eyes. ”

"That's right! You are the Great Prince of Darkness, the most powerful heir to the throne ever seen in the Kingdom of Cormyr. Any fool who dares to be your enemy will be crushed. ”

The female officer's tone and eyes revealed a naked and undisguised fanatical adoration, and even a hint of admiration.

After all, she was only twenty-four or five years old, so it was inevitable that she would have a different kind of affection for a prince with noble blood, great power, and handsome looks.

It's like the common people of many peasant families who always fantasize about marrying a beautiful princess one day.

What's more, she still has the opportunity to get close to the prince every day.

But unfortunately, what the female officer didn't know was that although Grea had the appearance of a teenager, her actual age was less than a year old, and she didn't understand or be interested in things like male and female love.

On the way to lead the troops to quell the rebellion, he was basically either studying his own power, or trying to use and control the magic net and the shadow magic net.

The latter, in particular, even gave him the illusion that it was a part of his body, and he didn't need spells or spell casting actions, and just a thought could instantly generate a nine-ring spell.

What's more, it can also control the surrounding large shadow nets, forming a storm of energy that can destroy everything.

Either kill all the creatures in the area and transform them into necromancy, or cast illusions that can be fake, or directly control the minds of the other party to turn them into their own slaves or even puppets.

Although Grea had learned from her father that the Shadow Web belonged to the goddess of the night, Shar, and could only be used by those who had permission to use it.

However, he did not seem to be restricted in any way, nor was he forbidden to touch the Shadow Web.

Quite the opposite!

The Prince of Darkness can enter the deepest core of the Shadow Web as he pleases, and get a glimpse of the nature of the dark forces.

A large amount of evil forbidden knowledge is like a store merchandise that is randomly placed on the shelves for him to flip through.

Sometimes Grea wondered if it was a trap set by Shar and deliberately used the Shadow Net as a bait.

But after trying it many times and finding that there was nothing wrong, he was confident and bold to use it as an extension of his dark power in the realm of magic.

After all, if you want to cast spells on the planet Torrell, the magic web and the shadow magic net are two systems that cannot be avoided.

At least until you light it yourself or get a spark from your father as a traveling mage.

But what the Prince of Darkness didn't know was that the Goddess of the Night had noticed it from the moment she touched the Shadow Net.

It was Shar who gave him the freedom to control the Shadow Web at will.

Right now, the ancient evil goddess was sitting on her throne, looking at Grea with almost doting eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is the gift I asked you to prepare?" ”

"Yes, Goddess."

A woman in a black robe and veiled knelt on one knee and replied in the affirmative.

Shar nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, then send someone to send it to Tifanton immediately, I can't wait to see how he reacts when he connects his dark power to the shadow plane." ”

"Great Goddess, I don't understand why you are so generous to this enemy's heir to that artifact that is coveted by all evil gods?"

The woman raised her head, her tone full of doubt and incomprehension.

"The antagonism between me and Soth has nothing to do with Grea.

Moreover, the offspring of an enemy does not mean that they are enemies, but the nature of the dark forces is attracted to each other.

As long as I continue to use and integrate into the Shadow Web, and continue to draw power from the Shadow Plane, and even become a part of it, he will one day fall into my arms.

It's like the relationship between Talona and Soth.

I can also slowly change the mind of the dark prince and turn it into his ally and voter.

Remember, giving now is about getting more in return in the future.

We must take a long-term view, and only by putting a long line can we catch a big fish. ”

With that, Shar paid no attention to anyone, and stared intently at Grea's pale and handsome face, and the seriousness and concentration he showed as he studied the shadow web, just like some psychopathic weird aunt.

At this moment, the goddess of the night finally understood what was going on with the almost crazy infatuation that Talona had after meeting Zuosi.

In addition to the emotional aspect, the most important thing is the attraction of the divine essence.

The feeling that cannot be described in words is like two droplets of water that are very close together and want to merge into one.

If it weren't for Zuosi's stern warning, Shar would have lowered his avatar and injected dark divine power directly into Grea's body with a kiss, and then declared that this was his chief electorate.

But sadly, she can't do that now.

As long as she descends the incarnation, then Zuo Si will definitely appear in an instant.

So in the end, you can only choose this more obscure way.

"As you wish."

The woman bent down and bowed deeply, then turned away with a cube that looked like a Rubik's cube and was made up of countless tiny cubes.

It's just that its surface is not brightly colored, but completely non-reflective pure black, exuding a terrifying void atmosphere, as if it wants to swallow all the matter, time and space around it.

When this terrifying artifact was sent to the intricate sewers beneath the ground of Tivanton, the originally sunny sky was completely shrouded in darkness in an instant, and the corners of the streets and alleys were filled with shadows that seemed to be alive and deeper dark vortices.

Thousands of residents panicked and tried to escape, only to find that after a few seconds of rushing into the darkness, their figures would become hazy and blurred, and eventually be completely swallowed by the darkness.

To make matters worse, all areas shrouded in darkness have become chaotic magical areas that make the caster smell.

Several of the mages stationed here in Netherworld tried to use teleportation magic to escape, but halfway through the spell, their entire bodies exploded with a thud.

All of a sudden, everyone was trapped on the city wall and even in their own residences, and they didn't dare to go out at will.

Because even a few streets away, you can get lost in the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

This small city of almost 10,000 people has inexplicably turned into a ghost.

"Can anyone tell me! What's going on here? What happened? ”

"Don't ask me, how do I know. All of a sudden, the sky darkened, and then darkness enveloped it. This is obviously not something that ordinary magic can do. ”

"Could it be the ghosts of those guys in Netherworld City?"

"Impossible! If they did it, what happened to the guys who used teleportation magic to escape but exploded? ”

"Can magic teleportation still work?"

"Sorry, no, we've been completely cut off."

……

Along with the tense discussion, several leaders who were trusted by Simanmon in the secret stronghold of the Santarim Society in Tifanton City showed panicked expressions.

After all, they weren't ordinary civilians out there who didn't realize the magnitude of the problem, and they knew full well that visions like this often meant that something terrible could happen next.

Now the whole city is like fish on a chopping board for people to slaughter.

In fact, not only the Santarin Society, but also the secret stronghold of Netherworld City also felt a biting chill.

The only difference is that since they have lived in the shadow plane for a long time, they can vaguely feel the power that belongs to Shar.

But the problem is that I don't know what the goddess of the night wants to do and what role she plays in it.

Due to the emphasis on secret relationships, the followers of Shar basically do not have a unified church management, but form an independent small circle of activities.

It's normal to stab each other in the back, or sacrifice each other as pawns.

Moreover, the geographical location of Tifanton is very special, just at the northernmost point of the Cormier Kingdom, the southernmost tip of the Enoch Desert, and the east is close to the valley, just stuck in the only passable pass between the Cape of Storm Mountains and the Mokou Mountain Range.

Suddenly enveloped in endless darkness, it immediately attracted the attention of the Netherlands, which claimed to be the Netherel Empire, as well as the Santil Castle.

Even the newly recovered elven kingdom Comanso, as well as the guardian of the Vale, the Great Sage Ilminster, and the Harper's Alliance are also involved.

When Grea and his army arrived, they saw a scene of great vitality and competition.

The people of Shadow City are exchanging ideas with the elves of the Kingdom of Comanso using magic, while Simon and Fuzor Chamberberry lead their men in a tense confrontation with their old friends Ilminster and the harpist's higher-ups.

What's even more interesting is that the Netherworld and Santil Fort are still enemies, while the Komanso elves are allies with Ilminster and the harpist.

Therefore, the first two coincidentally chose a temporary truce, and chose the latter two as their opponents, but they still kept their guard against each other, and no one dared to really go all out.

This complex relationship is no ordinary mess.

If a delicate balance and mutual restraint could be maintained before, then the arrival of the Cormier Kingdom army has completely broken this balance.

In particular, Grea, the Prince of Darkness, attracted everyone's attention from the one that appeared.

"Hahahaha! Look who's coming! Welcome, Your Highness, I think your father must have spoken to you about me. ”

Fuzor Copenery was the first to grin and put on a happy look.

But as long as you look closely, you will find that the fear in his eyes flashes away.

Ilminster's reaction was the opposite, his face was full of vigilance and solemnity, and he had obviously sensed the rich shadow magic net aura emanating from Grega with the silver fire in his body.

In particular, the dazzling red camp aura that symbolizes evil is enough to prove that he is by no means a good type.

"If I'm not mistaken, Tifanton should be undisputed territory belonging to the Kingdom of Cormier.

Can you please explain, what do you mean by crossing the border and appearing here?

Or rather......

Can I kill you all as invaders? ”

As the last word blurted out, Grea instantly unleashed her dark power, directly behind her to form a huge projection of energy between the illusory and the physical, which was the form used to devour Ciric's incarnation in the first place.

Not only that, but he also drew the long sword that burned with black flames.

Moment!

The already tense atmosphere at the scene immediately fell to freezing point.

In the midst of the Dark Prince's walking pattern, no one dared to take such warnings as a deaf ear.

"Are you declaring war on all of us?"

The haughty Prince of the Shadows, Ramolec Tanshure, was the first to stand up and ask.

As a legendary spellcaster with a LV19 mage level and a LV7 Phantom Mentor with a total arcane spellcasting level of LV26, he clearly has a strong confidence in his own strength.

In particular, inheriting the concept of the Grand Arcanist of the Nethrel era, he always felt that gods and god-like powers were just a group of more powerful spellcasters.

Therefore, even if he knew that the other party had devoured an incarnation of weak divine power when he was just born, he was not afraid at all.

"A declaration of war?"

Grea smiled contemptuously, then vanished in an afterimage.

Just 0.001 seconds later, he appeared directly behind the Yin Prince, and thrust the sword in his hand into the back of the opponent's heart with lightning speed.

Burst!

Scarlet blood poured out along with the black ink-like energy on the blade, and then flowed back into the body in an extremely strange way.

In just a few seconds, Ramolek Tanshur's body completely collapsed, leaving only his soul, filled with black energy like a ghostly creature, still floating in place.

All the protective spells on the legendary mage's body, as well as the magic items he was wearing, were as if they were completely useless.

Only Ilminster, who had studied silver fire and divine powers, noticed that the black flames on the sword seemed to have a spell cleavage and stance disintegration effect, and when it got close, it would destroy the spell structure and prevent it from working as before.

Obviously, this is a kind of god-like power that Grea has in his hands.

Unless the protective spell has the same power, or the magic item worn is an artifact, it cannot be offset at all.

Eventually, Ramolek Tanshur was completely sucked into the black magic sword from body to soul.

"This ...... That's impossible! He...... He actually killed our prince! ”

A female High Mage let out a piercing scream, seemingly unable to believe what she was seeing.

After all, in the eyes of the people of Yin Soul City, the Supreme City Lord Tairamante and his sons are almost invincible existences.

Even in a place as dangerous as the shadow plane, it can ensure that the Netherworld City is not threatened by the outside world for hundreds of years.

But now, one of them has been crushed by a much stronger force, and there is no way to fight back in the whole process.

Seeing the powerful Yin Demon Prince being killed so easily, where did the rest of the people still have any fighting intentions, and without saying a word, they wanted to turn around and flee.

The mages were the first to activate the teleportation magic.

But Grea obviously didn't let go of the people in Netherworld City, and directly raised his other hand and made a wave motion.

In the twinkling of an eye!

One of his arms turned into an entity with a huge energy projection behind him, and the terrifying claws swept across the area of more than two or three hundred meters in front of him at lightning speed.

Ilminster reacted the fastest, and immediately teleported several kilometers away with the harpist higher-ups.

The two selfish guys, Fuzor Chamberry and Simon Meng, abandoned their men and ran away on their own.

Comanso's elven mage was not within the attack radius due to its distance, so he narrowly escaped.

But all that remained was torn to pieces alive under this blow.

From the boiling dark energy, it was vaguely visible that their ghostly souls were wailing in agony.

The Prince of Darkness absorbed all the souls of these enemies into the magic sword in his hand, and said to all the remaining living people in a tone without a trace of emotion, "What if I just declare war on you?

The weak are not qualified to postur and bargain in front of the strong.

Remember, if you step into the territory of the Cormier Kingdom without permission, this will be the end.

I'm not a father, and I'm going to play all those boring political games and power games with you.

My approach to my enemies is simple: kill them all and devour them with all their power and soul. ”

"Damn! This guy is even more dangerous than Soth. ”

Fuzor Chamberbury stared at the huge scratch on the ground and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Because dark energy has the property of shielding all sounds and vibrations, Grea's sudden attacks are often difficult to detect, let alone predict in advance.

Combined with the character of doing it yourself if you don't agree with each other, the danger can be said to be directly full.

In contrast, Zuo Si, who is willing to sit down and negotiate, or even bargain for an exchange of benefits, is simply harmless to humans and animals.

At least don't worry too much about being attacked suddenly until you touch his bottom line.

"What to do? Is it still going to pass? ”

Simon asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

Fuzor Chamberry immediately shook his head: "No kidding!

I'm not in the habit of risking my life.

Immediately inform us of the retreat of all our spies in the Kingdom of Cormyr.

Now that this has become a land ruled by tyrants, there is no need for us to continue to infiltrate.

What's more, an important Netherworld prince has died in the Netherworld City this time, and Telamante may be furious because of this, and directly start an all-out war against the Cormier Kingdom.

If that happens, we can take the opportunity to catch our breath and reap the benefits. ”

"And what about Ilminster? As long as this old guy is alive, he's a huge threat to us. ”

There was a vicious glint in Schillan's eyes.

"Leave him alone. Anyway, he and his alliance of harpers have now been suppressed to the point of heavy losses, and they will not be able to interfere with our plans anytime soon. ”

With that, the Tyrant of the Moon Sea activated the magic item and teleported away.

After confirming that he had completely left, Xi Manmon tore off his disguise and stared at Grea in the distance, who had single-handedly killed the Yin Ghost Prince and made the two gods and electors dare not act rashly, an extremely envious expression appeared on his face, and he sighed softly: "Is it a powerful god-like power just from birth?"

This cruel world is as unfair as ever.

It would be nice if one day I could gain the power to become a god or god-like and no longer be subject to human beings.

I don't know if with the power I have now, I can defeat or even kill a Yin Prince......"

The voice has not fallen!

The master of the Dark Intelligence Network of the Santarim Society took off his hood and mask, revealing a creepy face.

The once pale and handsome human mage now has a crimson crystallized skin all over his body, and due to the muscle activity, it is densely packed with spiderweb-like cracks, and his eyes have turned into lava balls like red dragons.

You know, he transformed himself into a vampire a long time ago, and he is an out-and-out undead creature.

The reason why it became what it is now is the result of a long period of taking the blood of the primeval red dragon and performing a series of evil magic rituals.

In other words, the power of vampires and red dragons is combined through magic to create a new subspecies of vampires.

Of course, the stakes are high for this.

Because the undead rely on negative energy to survive, while the red dragon relies on fire element energy, which is biased towards positive energy as a whole, there is a huge conflict between the two.

But whenever there is a slight imbalance in the balance in the body, what awaits Xi Manmeng is an explosion on the spot, and there is not even a little residue left.

The cracks on the surface of his skin, hidden in red crystals, are the best proof of this.

But big risk also means big reward.

Since the successful fusion, Simon Meng's physical and magical powers have been greatly strengthened.

Even without using any magic, he was able to easily defeat LV13 warriors with his bare hands, and as he absorbed more of the Ancient Red Dragon's blood, he began to gain a natural spellcasting level similar to that of a Warlock.

The most important thing is that the power of the fire element in the body makes it gain positive energy resistance, even if it is exposed to a powerful positive energy spell like [Yang Yan Explosion], it will not be destroyed in an instant like other undead creatures.

Having confirmed the power of Zuosi's second heir, Simon soon activated the teleportation magic to return to his lair.

For now, the only one left outside the city is Ilminster, the first vote of the goddess of magic.

I saw him take the initiative to step forward and propose to Grea: "Young man, the dark power that hangs over Tifanton is definitely not ordinary, I think I can provide some help." ”

"No, I don't."

Grea didn't leave any affection at all because of the other party's identity, but chose to refuse bluntly.

This almost rude attitude obviously made the harpist executives present feel very displeased.

In particular, Storm Silverhand, who is also inseparable from Ilminster, immediately frowned to tell about the danger of this dark force and the harm it might cause to the inhabitants of the city.

But before she could speak, Grea left the army and walked into the city alone, disappearing into the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers.

He ...... He just went in?! ”

Storm Silverhand was dumbfounded.

Ilminster sighed helplessly: "Alas—haven't you seen it yet?"

This is exactly what the goddess of the night, Shar, set up for him.

The darkness that we can't see through has no effect on him at all.

What really struck me was why Soth didn't react to this in the slightest.

Didn't he know what the consequences of letting Shar close to his son would be? ”

"What are you going to do next?" Storm Silverhand asked in a low voice.

"Going into the interior of the city, of course. At least we need to figure out what Shar is trying to do, and what she wants to do with the young man. Let's go, just the two of us this time, because the others can't fight against the darkness inside without the power of the silver fire. ”

With that, Ilminster walked straight towards the entrance to the city with his cane.

Although there was darkness in front of him in the eyes of others, he could vaguely see the outline of the city gate through the darkness.

After all, silver fire is also a kind of divine power and divinity, and part of it comes from Shar, the goddess of the night.

Storm Silver Hand drew his sword and followed without saying a word.

When the two electors entered the city through the gates, they immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Because it has been almost completely integrated into the shadow plane, rather than staying in the material world.

What's worse is that the normal magic net has been weakened here to the point that it is even difficult to cast normal spells.

If you used to need a three-ring spell slot to cast a fireball, you now need at least one five-ring spell slot.

Otherwise, it will simply cause the resonance of the magic net and form a spell.

What really dominates here is Shar's Shadow Web.

If it were a different spellcaster, it might be possible to use the Shadow Web for a while somehow, but Ilminster and Storm Silverhand couldn't do that.

Because the silver fire in their bodies is so bright and dazzling that the goddess of the night will discover it if they touch the shadow net.

At worst, he will be directly forbidden to touch the net, or at worst, Shar will secretly inject dark power into the shadow magic web to erode the silver fire, and eventually lead to the core secrets of the deep magic web being completely exposed.

Feeling the darkness and coldness of the surrounding environment, Storm Silver Hand couldn't help but speak, "It seems that you are right, if you can pull a city directly into the shadow plane, there will definitely be no second god except for the goddess of the night, Shar. ”

"Be careful! Since they have been pulled into the shadow plane, it means that there must be countless dangerous shadow creatures around, and the inhabitants of the entire city have all been slaughtered and become one of them. ”

Ilminster pulled out the Thundering Sword, which hung from his waist with enchantment level +5.

Just a second later, a shadowy creature with a somewhat canine-like silhouette leaped out of the darkness, opened its bloody jaws and pounced.

As a result, before he could bite anything, he was split in half directly from the middle by the sword of the great sage.

The alertness and reflexes that have been cultivated over many years of adventurous life are vividly reflected in this moment.

But the crisis has not been resolved.

Because the Shadow Mastiff is a creature that lives in the shadow plane, never one or two in its own right, but in groups.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of them rushed out one after another, surrounding the two electorates.

Behind them, more and more powerful shadows, night shadows, and even several huge shadow dragons could be seen.

You don't need to ask to know that from the moment she stepped into Tifanton, the goddess of the night, Shar, had her eyes on Ilminster and Storm Silverhand.

She would not allow the elect of the two goddesses of magic to interfere with Grega getting the artifact.

Rumble!!!!!

With bright and blinding silver flames exploding in the air, the battle between the two sides, which was hugely disparity, finally began.

Sensing that something was wrong, Ilminster unreservedly used the power of the silver fire.

With just one blow, more than half of the Shadow Mastiffs were consumed by the silver flames.

Storm Silverhand directly adds protective magic to himself, wielding his sword and Ilminster back-to-back to fend enemies from the other side.

Although she ranks last among the Seven Sisters in terms of spell casting ability, she also has several Six Ring spell slots, so she is capable of casting large-area and lethal spells.

If you notice that there are too many enemies coming up, you will not hesitate to unleash a plastic spell or activate the power of silver fire.

After a while, the circular area formed around the two of them became filled with a lot of negative energy due to the death of too many shadow plane creatures, and even breathing would expel a large amount of white qi.