Outside the royal capital, the originally flat open space has become potholed under the aftermath of the battle between several legends, and the most eye-catching is the long ravine, the depth from low to high, and the length is more than two kilometers!

This is exactly the trace left by the casting of [Finality-Atomic Breath].

However, it was obvious that this blow did not have the desired effect, and in the case of preparation, [Great Lich] Cecil simply relied on his ability to control the space to deviate from this blow, even if he faced the siege of three people at the same time, he was still at ease.

The Legendary Spellcaster of the Nine Rings is only one step away from the true god, even though this step is like a moat, blocking countless legends, but the strength of the Legendary Caster of the Nine Rings is still unquestionable!

If prepared, even a fusion bomb representing the power of the stars cannot guarantee that it will be wiped out.

On the contrary, Harrov and the others had solemn faces, and while dealing with Cecil, they were also carefully watching the movement of the surrounding elements, beware of the [Shadow Assassin] who could appear at any time and chop off their heads.

If it hadn't been for Aurora's timely use of the mirror technique to escape the catastrophe just now, they would have been reduced by now.

"Lak Lak Lak~" Cecil laughed strangely, and with a [High Necromantic Impact], he forced back Harrov, who was vainly trying to attack him at the speed of sound, and then said mockingly.

"Your resistance is meaningless, the rest of the legions I sent are probably already slaughtering the creatures of this plane right now, or it won't be long before the Lord of the Necromancy will descend!"

"Welcome to the end of the world, all things will pass away, but death will live forever!"

Cecil's hoarse voice resounded outside the royal capital.

Although Harrov and the others knew very well that the other party was shaking their will with these unfavorable news, they couldn't help but become a little anxious.

After all, in order to block the enemy's invasion in the north, they mobilized too much strength, except for a few heavy cities including the royal capital, which were well defended, the protection of the rest of the cities and towns was very weak, and it was impossible to resist the attack of the necromantic army.

It seems that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible!

Harrov and the others glanced at each other and quickly made up their minds.

Because of the elusive [Assassin], several people did not dare to rashly use the magic that needed to be unleashed like [Ultimate-Atomic Breath], and Aurora took the lead, and a powerful laser beam shot into the sky, directly cutting the [Great Lich] Cecil in half.

Immediately after, several rune locks suddenly emerged from the ground, firmly binding the bone shelf that had been split in half.

However, it was only a pile of skeletons that were trapped, and with a burst of infernal fire, the rune locks were dissolved, and the figure of Cecil the Great Lich reappeared in another place.

The next moment, more rune locks shot out of the void and rolled towards Cecil.

Even though he was fully sure of how to deal with it, Cecil didn't dare to be careless, because just two minutes ago, these people in front of him used the rune lock to restrict his movements, and then combined with some extremely terrifying energy spell, they almost sent him away directly!

【Summons a High Necromantic Guardian】

Cecil's rotten, pale mouth, with only bones and flesh left open and spit out a few strange words, several soul fires flew out of his palms, and then a surge of magic power surged in the void, and a large figure composed of magic and elementals, and the necromantic guards with soul fire burning in their eyes appeared in front of the Great Lich, tightly grabbing the flying rune chains.

These resurrected necromancers are the souls of some legendary powerhouses captured during the conquest of other worlds, and with the control of necromancy, they can barely exert the power of pseudo-legends!

The moment the four necromantic guards appeared, they directly broke Vittorio's rune chains, and forced the electromagnetic cannon released by Aurora to surround several people.

Cecil himself raised his hand again, and a faint fluctuation of magic power spread rapidly.

【Advanced Curse Technique】

This is undoubtedly another legendary spell, and this time the target is Harrov!

The latter immediately felt that his energy body was corroding and decaying, and his expression suddenly changed, and at this moment, he completely lost the ability to cast spells.

Aurora and Vittorio also looked ugly, and they wanted to come back but were surrounded by high-level necromantic guards.

However, Harrov was not attacked, and the expected Shadow Assassin did not appear.

This surprised Cecil, but he didn't stop moving, and raised his withered index finger.

Finger of Destruction

A creepy black glow escaped from the shriveled fingertips and shot directly at Harrov, who was powerless to resist.

And then...... It hit an illusory figure!

……

After the Shadow Assassin failed in his attack on Aurora, Pelomon found himself in a strange place, with countless corridors crisscrossing him in front of him, and at the end of it were exactly the same room.

Is this a psychic illusion? Or is it some kind of magic that transforms space?

Peromon didn't know it, and could only guess that he might have been counterattacked by some kind of spell when he attacked the female spellcaster.

The other party's mirror magic was very peculiar, making him deeply impressed, and he was even able to bounce back the necromancy of [Great Lich] Cecil to a certain extent.

In view of this, Pelomon did not dare to stay in this place for long, but he did not plan to follow the path guided by the other party, but directly blasted the ground of the corridor, but he soon found that the bottom of the corridor was still a corridor, and the other side of the room was still a room.

Everything here seems to be infinitely repetitive, and Pelomon has tried to extricate himself from illusion with physical torture, and to find his way by making marks or leaving magical marks, all in vain.

Everything as far as the eye could see was gray and white, every room and corridor was exactly the same, and even on the atomic level, it was impossible to tell the difference between them, and Pelomon had tried countless times, broken countless walls, and obediently followed the direction of the corridor, but what awaited him was still more corridors and rooms that looked exactly the same.

Peromon had lost count of how long he had been in this space, maybe a minute, maybe an hour, or a day, or a month, or a year......

Time seems meaningless here, and the space has become fragmented and distorted, unable to distinguish between up and down, left and right, and tens of thousands of attempts and efforts have made Pelomon go from calm thinking at the beginning, to crazy venting and destruction, and finally losing his mind and becoming hysterical......

"Isn't that unbearable?" Lynn shook his head helplessly, he was broken before he could try more tricks on the other party.

The space he created was like a Möbius ring, completely enclosed, and no matter which direction Pelomon went, he would eventually return to square one.

It's just that the space is very large, and everything inside is made of his magic and can be quickly repaired, that this piece of time and space can be repeated infinitely has been created.

Not only that, but Lynn also interfered with the other party's time perception on a high-dimensional level.

This is a parody of torture, if you can create a space of absolute darkness with nothing and lock people in, even the strongest willpower will not be able to withstand it for long.

Spacecraft pilots in the new century often have to face similar cosmic claustrophobia, which is why ultra-long-distance interstellar voyages need to be equipped with cryophorics.

In order to experiment with the creation of the Möbius Ring, Lynn did not make the space nothing, but changed it into an infinite loop of pure white corridors.

There is no sound inside, and there are no superfluous elements other than the walls.

Lynn thought that the other party was a legend and should be able to hold on a little longer and let him provide more research data, but he didn't expect that the real time would collapse directly in just a few minutes!

Of course, for Peromon, whose perception is disturbed, it has been tossing for months.

Forget it, it's time to let him go!

Seeing that Harrov was in a life-and-death crisis, Lynn untied the "Möbius Ring".

After destroying another wall in the space, Pelomon's whole person suddenly trembled with excitement, because he saw something that was not pure white for the first time, so he couldn't wait to rush out!

Outside, there was a dark sky, a turquoise meadow, and a swarthy beam of light in front of you.

It is the Finger of Destruction of the Grand Lich Cecil!

This powerful legendary spell can destroy all visible matter, and most of the body of Pelomon who is in the middle of the spell is directly erased, leaving only a head and half of his shoulder rolling out of the air.

Everyone present couldn't help but be stunned in place, and Cecil was even more stunned, not understanding why Peromon, who had never been able to see the figure, would suddenly come up with a brain twitch to block the blow [Finger of Destruction] for Haroff.

Perimon, who had suffered a heavy blow, did not die immediately, and finally woke up from his madness.

"The God of the Moon, this must be the power of the God of the Moon?!"

Pelomon cried out in horror, the fire of his soul in his eyes fluttering, only a god could do such a strange thing in his image.

Cecil also immediately came to his senses, thinking of the sight of the necromantic mist he had released, suddenly blown away by an inexplicable gust of wind.

"Are you looking for the god of the moon? I'm sorry, she's been dead for a long time, but if you have to look for her, I can send you to her! A voice sounded in the void in everyone's ears, it was not anyone's words, but the sound waves formed by the air element vibrating at a specific frequency.

The next moment, in the darkness, an indescribable existence descended......

(End of chapter)