For the fearlessness of the two necromancers, Moller's heart suddenly became vigilant, these two ninth-order necromancers obviously cast some evil magic, transformed their bodies, and turned into human-like monsters.

I don't know what the follow-up trouble will be, and now Moller just wants to torture Rex and Ereba as much as he can.

Moeller took out a lot of magic items used to arrange the magic array, quickly formed a ninth-order magic circle around it, and then took out a bottle of potion and looked at the two necromancers.

The imprisoned white-haired necromancer was originally interested in watching him set up the magic array, but when he saw the potion he took out, he became stern.

"Soul refining potion?"

Moeller nodded, opened the crystal bottle containing the potion, this is an evil potion obtained from the collection of the blood spirit after the extermination of the blood spirit, as long as a little bit is stained on the skin of the person, it will produce an invisible flame that burns his soul in the body, so that the person who has been hit by the potion can taste the pain of soul refining, but it will not cause any damage to **.

The white-haired necromancer sighed and said to the red-haired necromancer beside him, "I'm leaving, you hold on to yourself." ”

Hearing this, Moeller immediately became vigilant, thinking that the other party would use some hidden means to break free from the imprisoned magic array, but he saw that the white-haired necromancer's eyes suddenly protruded, and black thick blood flowed out of the seven holes, and his breath was cut off - he died like this!

Moller felt that things were even more strange, and immediately poured the soul refining potion directly on the red-haired necromancer's body.

The red-haired necromancer, whose face did not change even after cutting off his legs, suddenly howled violently, his voice was like an iron pipe that could not be pumped, and his wilted face was extremely distorted, and it didn't take long for a thick black liquid to flow out of his eyes.

"Where did the City of the Dead fall?" asked Moeller coldly.

The red-haired necromancer looked at Moeller with a vicious gaze and screamed, "Originally, it was nothing to sue you, but now I don't want to say it, hahaha!"

The red-haired necromancer laughed wildly, but was spotted by Moeller, who looked like he was about to eat people, and poured a small half bottle of soul refining potion into his mouth.

At this moment, the red-haired necromancer couldn't laugh at all, and the soul refining potion poured into his mouth was far more painful than pouring it on his skin, not to mention pouring it directly into a small half bottle!

Seeing that Moeller was about to make persistent efforts to pour most of the remaining bottles into it, the necromancer, who was so painful that his eyes were about to explode, screamed: "I sue you, don't pour it!"

If he really swallowed a whole bottle of soul refining potion, he would definitely be burned into an idiot by the soul refining flames.

It didn't take long for Moeller to find out. The City of the Dead, in fact, is a strange place established by a powerful necromancer, located in the space gap close to the plane of the undead, the founder has disappeared, it is a ruin, and it can only be entered by summoning the gate of the City of the Dead with special necromancer.

"What are you pulling people into the City of the Dead?"

Moeller was about to continue asking, when his expression suddenly moved, revealing a shocked expression, because he found that outside his magic array, four people in black robes suddenly appeared and couldn't see their faces clearly, obviously teleported through guò spatial magic.

If you want to transfer space, in addition to having master-level strength, you can also build a teleportation magic array, or use the corresponding scroll, but the teleportation magic array is very difficult even if it is a 9th-level enchanter, and the teleportation scroll, the minimum level is also 10th!

Either way, it shows that the comer is definitely not simple, and judging from the death aura unique to the necromancer of the other party, there is no need to judge the friend or foe of the comer.

Without hesitation, Moeller immediately poured most of the remaining bottles of soul refining potion into the red-haired necromancer's mouth - it is best to burn it into an idiot, that unguarded brain is just right for him to search his memory, and now the priority is to deal with the new second wave of enemies!

However, Mo Ler was actually very unsure about dealing with these four new necromancers, especially when he found out that the other party was all 9th order strength, and one of them gave him a feeling of extreme danger, he knew that he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to be good this time.

So before he could do it, Moller hurriedly contacted Vincent in the city of Sayo and told him the situation briefly, hoping that he could hold out until the rescue organized by Capro arrived.

However, before Moeller and Vincent could finish speaking, the four 9th-order necromancers outside the magic array began to move, they first summoned countless undead creatures to surround Moeller's 9th-order magic array, and even the sky was obscured by the figures of countless ghosts and bone birds.

The necromancer's ultimate move is always launched inside the undead canopy, which can isolate magic fluctuations and mental power exploration, after the undead canopy is formed, perhaps because he is afraid that the magic fluctuations of high-level undead magic will spread too far and attract the attention of the outside world - after all, necromancers are still disgusted and hated by most practitioners.

At this time, after the undead canopy was formed, three of the four ninth-order necromancers quickly summoned two aggregated corpse demons and a sub-dragon bone dragon, all of which were powerful undead creatures of the 9th order strength, but the one who made Moeller's heart jealous did not make a move.

The 9th-order magic array arranged by Moeller is very powerful in attack and defense, but in the face of the siege of a large number of ordinary undead creatures and three 9th-order undead creatures, it is still difficult to support it for too long.

Therefore, he had no intention of clinging to it.

The earth in the magic array has turned into a pool of lava, and a large amount of earth fire has gushed out, and with the condensation of the flames, the temperature in the array has become more and more terrifying, and it has reached the level of melting gold and iron.

Moller erupted in flames, resisting the heat with an almost completely transformed fire elemental body, and the red-haired necromancer had his head removed, leaving only one head but still screaming, apparently not dead.

Moeller grabbed the head in his hand and protected it with magic to prevent it from being scorched by the temperature in the array, and after doing this, he vibrated the two magic strings in his body one after another, and launched a brazen counterattack against the necromancer outside the array.

A screaming head was suddenly thrown out of the magic circle, and it smashed at the necromancer who made Moller jealous at a very fast speed, and after recognizing whose head it was, the necromancer had to take action to prevent it from falling to pieces.

And at this moment, three flame giant palms more than twenty meters tall suddenly emerged from the magic array and slapped towards the other three necromancers. Inside that brilliant flame was a highly condensed liquid flame.

Because the flame giant palm formed in the magic array, the explosion was too sudden, and when the three necromancers noticed it, they had no time to dodge, so they had to launch their strongest defenses one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The three flame giant palms all hit their targets, and the intense flames exploded, like a volcanic eruption, and three huge mushroom clouds formed, even breaking through the blockade of the undead canopy.

"Not good!" exclaimed the necromancer, who had just frozen the head, and hurriedly summoned three bucket-thick white bone chains, and poked into the violently exploding mushroom cloud to retrieve people, only two of the three chains returned in vain, and only one of them fished out a one-man tall bone giant egg.

"Hmph!" the only remaining necromancer shouted angrily, and said coldly, "In order to catch you, a ninth-order enchanter who has just been promoted, I actually lost three sustenances, and I'm afraid it will disrupt my plans...... Young man, you are proud of such a record!"

When Moeller heard the other party's words, he was immediately surprised, because the voice was exactly the same as the white-haired necromancer who had just killed himself in the high-level confinement magic array!

He said of the parasitic ...... Could it be that these Rank 9 mages I killed were actually 'him', not his own body?"

This speculation shocked Moller's heart, if this is the case, then this necromancer is really terrifyingly powerful!

Before the frightened Moeller could react, the necromancer, who was obviously really angry, suddenly waved his hands, and then saw a sensation on the ground, and four necromantic totems made of countless hideous skeletons emerged from the ground, surrounding Moeller's magic array.

The whistling wind came from the four necromantic totem poles, like the terrible and desperate wails of hundreds of millions of people, and this sound penetrated the protection of the 9th-order magic array and reached Moeller's ears, making his eyes dark, and he lost consciousness without the power to resist.

When he woke up again, Moeller only felt cold all over his body, and everything hurt in every place, especially his two hands, as if they were about to be torn off, and there were people making noise in his ears.

It wasn't until he was fully awake that Moller realized how bad his situation was - he found himself in a dark prison where only a little fire could be seen through the door. He himself, on the other hand, was locked in a shackled shackle that clearly had a forbidden effect, hanging from a cold, damp wall, and the weight of his whole person hung on his wrist, so that the flesh and blood were blurred there, and ten fingers were basically unconscious.

On a nearby wall were three people and a wilted, half-decomposed corpse. And while Moeller was observing his situation, the one on the far left of the three, and the one closest to him, had already asked him a series of questions in a hoarse voice.

"Hey, boy, what are you all about? You even let the devil send you here himself, and told the jailer to take care of it!"

"How about being able to enjoy a wall on your own?

"Boy, you're quite calm, unlike Orega, who howled all day when he first came!"

Without waiting for Moller to respond, the one on the far right yelled back: "Daniel, shut up, I didn't howl all day like you said, I wish you were hanging to death like Lomba!"

While the two were arguing, the man hanging between them kept his head down, indifferent no matter how harsh the quarrel was, as if he had completely lost consciousness.

"Excuse me, where is this?" Moeller asked the two arguing with a frown.

The two lunatic fellows suddenly stopped, looked at Moeller fixedly, and then laughed nervously.

They laughed breathlessly, leaving Moeller unleashed inexplicably.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've heard anyone say polite words to me, I'm scared to death!" replied to Moeller with a lot of laughter.

The author has something to say: You can also meet teases when you are in prison~