"At present, the progress has reached the eighth level."

"The undead resistance on this level is very strong."

"It takes a little more time."

Inside the Paladin's Castle.

Fang Yuan pointed to the flat map and introduced it to the undead lord who had just arrived.

"The ten-story necropolis of the dead, and the eighth-story ghost unit."

"This kind of pure energy body, if you change it to other camps, let alone fight."

"I can't even find them."

"Your Light unit is just right to restrain them."

"It shouldn't take long!"

Deputy Alliance Master Jing said after looking at the map.

"I'm more worried about the ninth floor."

"It's supposed to be a big labyrinth."

"The undead will put the last of their power here."

"They have home advantage."

"You can teleport at will in the maze."

"At the same time, there may also be a magic circle on the ninth layer, which can weaken your legion."

"So attack this layer."

"Your legion is only afraid~"

In this regard, Fang Yuan waved his hand.

"There's no need to worry."

"In the presence of the Light, all the arrangements of the undead are in vain."

"The strongest Holy Light hero under my command personally took action."

"It won't take more than half an hour."

These words made Deputy Alliance Leader Jing slightly stunned.

"This~"

"The necropolis of the tenth-level Undead Mist Lord, actually~"

The words have not yet been spoken.

There was news from outside.

"Report."

"The eighth layer of the Necropolis has been breached."

"The Paladins are lost."

Fang Yuan nodded.

Then open the Lord's Mark and select the Holy Warrior Battalion.

Produced 5,000 Paladins.

Then it was teleported directly.

"Tell Christian."

"How much to lose, how much to replenish."

"Obey~"

The Jing Vice Alliance Leader on the side saw Fang Yuan's move.

showed a look of envy.

"I now know why the Fang Alliance Master is so confident that he can speed through the ninth layer in half an hour."

"I'm afraid you're using the paladin as a death squad."

"Use the skills of the holy warrior to pull the undead and die together!"

The other party knew about the Holy Warrior's skills, and Fang Yuan was not surprised by this.

On the contrary, when the other party praised himself for his common play, Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Shouldn't you be beaten like that?"

The Jing Vice Alliance Master sighed.

"A normal lord wouldn't do that."

"For us Blue Star Lords, time is the most scarce."

"As long as the territory is not broken, it will never die."

"But the resources, the acceleration of these things, are very useful."

"A lot of lords, even a level 10 lord in Middle-earth."

"Most of the time, I won't be like you, it's a waste of resources."

"They're going to use that power where they want to focus as much as they can."

Fang Yuan shrugged at this.

"I'm not in Middle-earth."

"One man occupies a country."

"Resource~"

"To be honest, I can't run out!"

When Fang Yuan finished saying this.

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"That's what you said!"

"It's so hateful."

"No wonder there are so many lords in Middle-earth who are unhappy with you!"

This made Fang Yuan a little surprised.

"I've never been to Middle-earth!"

Deputy Alliance Master Jing explained.

"Yes, you haven't."

"But you dominate a kingdom alone, and that's enough to make people jealous."

"You know, the tenth-level lord chooses to go to Middle-earth, except for the part that needs to change camps and seek a breakthrough."

"There's a big part of it because they can't stand the oppression."

"Many rank ten lords, if they choose to stay in their original camp."

"Most of the resources have to look up to the alliance and the state to supply."

"For the sake of these things, I have to do tasks and so on."

"Before, when I met some guys who were on a vegetarian meal, I might still be angry."

"Especially during the twentieth year."

"This is the most serious situation."

"At that time, in order to fight for breath and gain comfort, they chose to break away from the camp and chose to go to Middle-earth to become free lords."

"Nine deaths over there, decades of struggle."

"It's hard to get some success, but I can look back."

"You haven't been in a new lord for a year."

"Already dominating a kingdom of its own."

"Even the official alliance doesn't dare to provoke easily."

"How can this not attract hatred."

"The point is, they're not as good as you are in Middle-earth."

"To be honest, if you're not very strong."

"These people are going to storm Gondor and rob you fiercely."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan sneered.

"It's okay to be jealous."

"I really think Middle-earth is some kind of royal paradise."

These words immediately attracted the approval of the deputy alliance leader of Jing.

"Not bad."

"Middle-earth is in chaos now."

"And it's outrageous~"

Then began to tell the story of what happened in Middle-earth.

And this time.

The tenth floor of the Necropolis of the Dead.

"Report."

"Your Excellency."

"The eighth layer has been breached."

Hear this.

The soul fire in the undead archmage's eyes flickered wildly.

"No, it can't be!"

"The eighth floor is full of ghosts!"

"How could it be~"

"Your Excellency, those holy warriors don't want to die."

"They rushed up desperately and died together."

"When these paladins are consumed."

"Then there was a bunch of priests with flail in their hands."

"Behind them, follow the Light Mage."

"The Ghosts are no match for them at all."

"One by one, they were dragged out of the darkness and purified by the Holy Light and died."

"The most hateful thing is that after these Holy Light Legions, there are still paladins on war horses."

"They... They are more murderous. ”

"Everywhere I passed, the ghosts hidden in the ground were dug up and killed."

"Now on the eighth floor, there is not even a single ghost."

At this time, the soul fire in the eyes of the undead archmage had been frightened and almost stopped.

But that's just bad news.

As the saying goes, disasters don't go alone.

Soon!

There are undead spirits to report again.

"Report."

"Another paladin is here!"

"Just now, just now they added five thousand holy warriors."

"Now let's attack the ninth layer."

"What are we going to do!"

The Necromancer didn't know how to answer this question.

Someone was beaten to the ninth floor.

Although he is on this level, he has arranged the strongest undead creatures in his hands.

But!

The first eight floors can't be stopped.

You can still count on the ninth floor.

That's simply not possible.

For the sake of the present.

There's only one necromancer can think of.

"Run!"

"Abandon the Necropolis of the Dead."

"They're not the same as the Blue Star Lords."

"If you lose your territory, you won't die, at most you will be seriously injured and fall."

"Fall from the Mist Lord to the Monster Lord."

"But as long as the Lord God of the Mist can forgive them, they can also choose a new territory and restore the rank of the Lord of the Mist."

In the eyes of the Necromancer Archmage.

As long as you can live.

It's not hopeless to come back.

But once dead here.

That's the real end.

"While the ninth layer has not been breached."

"Hurry up and let the Mind Flayer open the teleportation array in the dungeon."

"Let's go and evacuate first."

"Also, find Your Excellency the Holy Son."

"Request teleportation to the Kingdom of Nott!"

Through the Misty Lord Sigil.

The Necromancer was the first to find the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer.

But it took a long time.

There was no reply from the Mind Flayer.

This made the Necromancer Archmage's mentality a little broken.

You know, the teleportation array to the dungeon can only be opened by him.

Before the Son leaves.

Gave him the permissions.

Without his assistance, it would have been impossible for him to start a one-way teleportation.

This makes the necromancer anxious.

"Damn the Mind Flayer."

"Bastard!"

"Why don't you reply to messages!"

"He won't save him when he dies!"

"I'm going to complain to Your Excellency the Holy Son!"

It's a pity that what he didn't know was that the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer Demon at this time was also on the verge of collapse.

Dungeons, where millions of gray dwarves are storming his city.

Don't talk back about messages right now.

I didn't even have time to take a look.

Anyone who is negligent.

The Mind Flayer's dungeon is gone.

And just when the Necromancer couldn't wait for news for a long time.

Suddenly!

A violent explosion was heard.

Then, a golden skeleton ran down.

"Your Excellency."

"The Golden Skull Monster Lord is dead."

"Then the mad woman is here again!"

The one the golden skull points to.

It's Christian.

It begins with the Necromancer's journey to the west bank of the Rameau River.

He was pressed and beaten by Christian.

Right now!

was even beaten into the house.

"Holy Light~"

"I hate the Light!"

"Damn the Light!"

If not restrained by the Light.

This Gondor had long been the domain of his undead.

In the past, he had tens of thousands of bone dragons.

Millions of high-level undead.

But!

On the battlefield, all ruined.

All died at the hands of the damned Legion of Light.

Arguably.

The Necromancer hated him the most.

But there is nothing to be done about it.

The Light restrains the undead.

Not to mention that he is a mere tenth-level misty lord.

Even in the era of Old World civilization.

The Lord of Light can also easily kill any undead demigod or weak undead in an instant.

"Now it's the only way."

"It's looking for His Excellency the Holy Son!"

After getting a reply from the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer.

He decisively chose to contact the Yin Holy Son.

But alas.

Again, there was no reply.

With the Yin Son, he has become an outcast.

I didn't get a reply for a long time.

This moment.

The Necromancer was desperate.

"No~"

"I was personally promoted by His Excellency the Lord God."

"You guys~"

"Boom~"

There was a loud bang.

Then a figure flew out of the entrance.

It fell heavily in front of him.

"Your Excellency~"

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a puddle of black ash.

This is the undead of the Necromancer's most confidant.

A lich at the pinnacle of legend!

is his most secret weapon.

He is also the strongest monster lord who guards the entrance to the ninth floor to the tenth floor.

He died in battle!

It means that the ninth layer has fallen.

At this time.

A gust of wind blew.

Blow away the black ashes that the lich has turned into.

Followed by.

Hundreds of paladins on war horses appeared on the tenth floor surrounded Christian.

See this predator in front of you.

The Necromancer jerked up the staff in his hand.

"I didn't expect that I would die in your hands in the end!"

When Christian heard this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Dead?"

"Think too much about you!"

"Paladin!"

"In!"

"Arrest the heretic!"

"Yes!"

Immediately.

Hundreds of paladins use spells in unison.

"Judgment Cage!"

Bursts of holy light spells shot out.

Imprisoned the Necromancer in place.

"What do you want to do!"

The necromancer struggles with separation.

Trying to break free.

He didn't understand.

Why would they capture themselves as an undead.

"No more struggles."

"In the era of civilization in the Old World, even the demigods and undead could not break free from this prison."

"Wait for the righteous judgment."

"Take it away!"

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)