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Vincent's journey has never felt so relaxed.

In this land full of dead air, he didn't have to worry about the loss of his mana, and the statue of the god and demon swallowed the vast dead air, turning all of it into a torrent of mana, wantonly squandering into flames, and completely bombarding the necromantic creatures he saw into pieces.

Unstoppable!

That's how he felt at the moment.

The spell of bursting fire, in the strength level of the apprentice warlock, can be said to be one of the most powerful spells, the loss of forty-five points of mana is enough to make countless warlocks feel chicken, because although the power is great, but after putting one or two, it means that the mana is exhausted, and there is no ability to release other spells to protect themselves, so, among warlocks, this spell is not very popular, unless someone plans to continue to study the fire spell, have such a bloodline, and take it as their main direction, Rao is so, there are not many opportunities to use it in battle。

But Vincent had no such apprehension.

Standing here, his mana is almost endless, and the bursting fire is naturally his choice.

And he naturally became an arsonist, wherever he went, wherever he burned, nothing could stop him.

As a result, the undead creatures here have also suffered.

The bodies that had been decayed in the years have been reborn in another sense from death, they have no limit to their lifespan, as long as they are in this dead earth, they will not die due to the passage of time, and they will have eternal life, but under the flames, their bodies are too fragile.

It only takes a small flame to incinerate half an arm, let alone a spell with such a violent power of bursting fire?

Along the way, there are hundreds of dry bones burned in his hands?

And in the process of traveling, Vincent's degree was very slow, obviously not wanting to provoke any too terrifying necromantic creatures before his strength was enough, so as not to plant himself here.

In a flash, three days passed.

In the past three days, he had never slept because he had to guard against the sneak attack of the necromantic creature, and by chance there was a moment when Zeng closed his eyes tiredly, and as a result, the claw of the necromantic creature completely shattered his sweet dreams and almost chopped off his head. As a result, I can only hold on all the way.

He had also thought about pinching the time every day and walking back and forth from this land of the dead to allow his spirit to be buffered, but it was better to think about it.

This land is not his playground, breeding some undead creatures that are too terrifying for him to beat, in case he is targeted by a powerful necromantic creature, or an extremely large number of necromantic creatures reunite, and set a trap for him on the way back and forth, it is a certain death, think about it now, although it is tiring, but life is guaranteed.

In this constant burning and visualization, the young man who swallowed the infinite black qi soared rapidly.

On the first day, he had skyrocketed by twenty points of mana!

The next day, the increase was a little slower, but it still rose to fifteen points!

And on the third day, his mana had accumulated to ninety-five points, and he only needed to visualize five more points to reach the condition of advancing to the Black Iron level warlock, a hundred points of surging mana!

But on the fourth day, he didn't meditate again.

Because here, he actually saw the presence of two humans.

The two men, dressed in pitch-black robes, did not swagger on this land of the undead, but followed some kind of unseen route, walking slowly and cautiously.

Strangely enough, as they went, no dead creatures jumped out of the earth to attack them, and the journey was extremely peaceful.

Hiding from the side, Vincent didn't step forward to greet the two of them, but just stood silently on the other side, casually blasting a white bone creature that sneaked up, frowning.

In this kind of area, the people who dare to come in must not be mortals, and looking at the behavior of the two of them, they are definitely warlocks.

On this big 6, where warlocks are scarce, I can actually see these two companions, and after a little thinking in my mind, I can understand that there must be some ulterior secrets about the actions of these two people.

"It's okay here anyway, just go ahead and have a look. ”

Vincent's heart moved, and he looked in the direction of the other party from a distance and followed.

As for appearing in front of each other and trying to communicate with these two warlocks, that's a fool's job.

Knowing that he had killed the son of a black iron level warlock, and exposing his existence to other warlocks, it was no longer stupid, but looking for death.

Fortunately, although this land of the dead has no plants as a cover, it is desolate, but the terrain is rugged and easy to hide, and Vincent is careful enough to hang far away, so he does not expose his own existence.

As he walked, one of the two warlocks suddenly looked back at the back.

In his eyes, there was only barren black soil, which stretched like a black desert, and there was no living creature in sight.

After a deep look, the warlock was a little puzzled, and the person next to him asked.

"What's the matter, John, is there anything wrong?"

The man named John waved his hand and said lightly: "It's me who is too nervous, this adventure is very important, if we get it right, we may even become warlocks in the Black Iron Realm, this kind of temptation (harmony) is too terrifying for me." ”

His companion laughed and said, "Yes, I can understand your feelings, after all, this time it is about the bloodline of the sun troll, I am like you, it is a truly powerful mythical creature, these days, we have finally made a breakthrough in this dark land, otherwise, we would not be able to get here." ”

"Speaking of the warlock of the Black Iron Realm, for so many years, only that warlock Tim on the sea has reached, damn it, the bloodline ability circulating in the body of us warlocks is too weak, the body is not strong enough, and the remaining life force cannot provide enough burning power at all, so let's cross the moat and sublimate to have the body of black iron. If we have the blood of a sun troll, even if it's just a little bit, it's enough for us to cross the limit!"

"yes. ”

His companion answered, and then laughed, gloating in his tone.

"It's really ironic to say, Tim's idiot, thinking that he could be invincible by becoming a warlock in the Black Iron Realm, and there was no object who could resist him, so he made his only son a pirate king at sea, and wantonly plundered all kinds of strange and precious materials on the sea, but he didn't expect that a few days ago, he was killed by an unknown warlock, and the idiot thought that he could find the murderer by branding the spell, but unfortunately people were not stupid, they just didn't go into the water, and he was going crazy. ”

"Well, but Tim has put a lot of good things on offer, which is really exciting, I don't know if I can catch the man who killed his son, I heard that the warlock is nicknamed the Faceless, and I don't know where he is now. ”

"Yes, no matter, let's go first, I hope we can get the bloodline of the Sun Troll this time, in this way, we can hope to have a lifespan of two hundred years, which is the power that truly belongs to the Black Iron Realm. ”

......

The conversation between the two warlocks was naturally impossible for Vincent to hear.

The distance was so far, even if his physique was at another level, he couldn't hear the other party's words from such a long distance.

But, with the ordinary eyesight of an ordinary person, he saw something.

Just on the top of the mountain in the distance, a huge bronze stone pillar stood majestically there, unmoving, as if the wind was blowing and immortal, and the rain was falling but not extinguished.

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