As a result of continuing to peep, Luo Wei failed to find any other worthy targets.

The only accident was that the aristocratic young man who suddenly went crazy in the middle of casting the spell completely turned the zombie four-armed lionman who was originally going to be subdued into a corpse.

"Really...... What a waste!"

Looking at the golden soul fire in the dark green, Luo Wei exclaimed pity.

If he could swallow and completely assimilate that golden-level soul fire, Luo Wei firmly believed that his caster rank would definitely be able to jump directly to the third or even fourth ring.

But now, Luo Wei could only watch the tempting soul fire, and was swallowed by a silver-level zombie who couldn't resist the temptation.

Before he had time to envy the good fortune of the silver-level zombie, Luo Wei saw that the head of the silver-level zombie suddenly shattered into countless pieces flying everywhere like a watermelon hit by a high-explosive grenade.

What's the situation?

What's going on here?

Luo Wei was dumbfounded, he really never thought that that lucky silver-level zombie would end up with such a tragic ending.

Could it be that the silver-level undead swallowed the gold-level soul fire, and would die with a headshot because of "nothingness"?!

Although this thought was only a suspicion, it was enough for Luo Wei to think twice - if he could also get the Golden Order Undead Soul Fire.

Perhaps enraged by the actions of the manic aristocratic youth, the undead besieging Baron Ferrodo's private army let out one after another howls, and they intensified the siege as if they had fallen into a collective second madness.

This unexpected situation made the private soldiers, who were already unstable, suddenly turn on their backs because they were overwhelmed, and Luo Wei finally had time to pass by in the chaos.

Yes, Luo Wei didn't do anything superfluous, but copied it to the front.

When passing by quietly, Luo Wei was slightly worried about being discovered by the aristocratic young man who suspected of being Mon Lingza, but fortunately until Luo Wei took advantage of the darkness to sneak away from behind the undead and private soldiers in the melee, the aristocratic young man suspected of being Meng Lingza was still in a state of madness.

This is a good sign.

Luo Wei sincerely wished that the aristocratic young man who seemed to be in the dark would be able to go crazy for a longer time, or simply go crazy enough to destroy himself.

Of course, the distance between desire and reality, Luo Wei still knows how far it is.

Probably because the blood on the battlefield side of the private army was strong enough, although Luo Wei, who was rushing forward around the battlefield, encountered more than a dozen undead, but these undead were all crippled goods with missing arms and legs.

These crippled undead were able to survive for more than five hundred and fifty years in the world of the undead where the strong are respected, which made Luo Wei have to admire their good luck.

But admiration is admiration, this kind of affection does not prevent Luo Wei from throwing a soul fire deprivation in his hands to help these crippled undead to obtain the most complete liberation.

Most of the deprived soul fires were distributed to the three undead minions, and these undead soul fires, which were no taller than the upper level of white iron, Luo Wei couldn't look down on them anymore.

The undead minions absorbed soul fire very quickly, so it took Luo Wei, who was walking and stopping, to finally arrive at a huge underground cavern that covered a huge area.

This is the tenth underground mega cave, probably because no living person has stepped into it for too long, and the air in the cave is still filled with a strong musty smell, and the smell of corpses is even stronger in every inch of the area, and it is impossible not to breathe.

"I hate this kind of black and smelly place, the sewers are probably more comfortable than this one......"

Muttering like this, Rowe pulled out the spell casting materials from the large backpack that Tyrant was carrying.

So the next step is to use the casting materials to draw the magic array.

It's just that compared to the magic arrays that Luo Wei painted before, the magic arrays he is busy painting now are "slightly" larger.

Has anyone ever seen a giant magic array drawn on the ground of almost the entire underground cavern?

Anyway, Luo Wei definitely hadn't seen it before, let alone seen it, he hadn't even thought about such a thing, but now he was doing it himself.

Fortunately, although this giant magic array is huge enough, the magic patterns that make up the magic array do not need to be depicted too deeply, otherwise Luo Wei is afraid that even if he smashes the pot and sells the iron as his pants, it will not be possible to gather enough spellcasting materials to draw the magic array.

But even so, when he was almost halfway through the painting of the magic array, Luo Wei couldn't help but praise the slave trader Korenway.

If it weren't for the help of a large backpack of spell-casting materials, Luo Wei would definitely not have been able to draw this giant magic array.

Relying on the spell casting materials purchased from the slave trader Korenway, it took Luo Wei almost an hour and a half to finally complete the drawing of the giant magic array.

The finished magic array is in an irregular fat S shape, or a twisted shuttle shape, and the two ends it extends out are facing the direction of the ninth super large cave, and the other end is poking into an inconspicuous small annex cave.

In that small annex cave, there was the tenth Extreme Yin Gathering Spirit Magic Array.

Finally completed the outline of the last line, Luo Wei, who was tired and his waist was about to break, first subconsciously glanced at the direction of the road, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

After lighting a torch of human bones, and confirming that the depicted magic battle pattern array had completely penetrated into the earth, and nothing could be seen on the surface, Luo Wei handed the torch to Tyrant, and then sat down cross-legged.

Drawing a magic array is definitely a body job, and it is a body work with high precision, and after such a high-intensity hour and a half of busy work, Luo Wei was already tired and sweaty.

The body of the gradual death pulled Luo Wei's hind legs, and he almost drew the magic array wrong several times because of his lack of energy.

Fortunately, Luo Wei finally succeeded in drawing the magic array.

"Phew—then, there's just going to be a rabbit, right?"

Luo Wei, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, began to talk to himself for the Nth time, and in this situation where no one could talk, Luo Wei could only use self-talk to soothe the ...... in his heart Nervous.

Yes, nervous.

Say not to be nervous, it is 100% absolutely fake, Luo Wei was engaged in a special forensic profession before he crossed over, but he was still an ordinary person with flesh and blood after all.

Even for ordinary people, where can they avoid fear when they are about to face a strong enemy?

So, Luo Wei appreciates a sentence -

"The only difference between a brave man and a coward is that in the face of hardships and dangers, although his heart is full of worry and fear like that of a coward, the brave man finally trembles and steps forward, instead of turning backwards. ”

---Secant---

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