Powerful fluctuations spread from the legendary skeleton wizard's body, and the rune magic circle in the entire hall of the Intelligence Department flickered violently.

Suddenly bright and dark, let the crystal white bones reveal the dark and terrifying.

And Armitage's heart sank.

As long as you hold on for a little longer, or let the movement here get through, you will definitely survive.

And yet—

"Are you waiting for Boras?"

The runic mark at the center of Annep's eyebrows spun rapidly.

Not only that, but above him, fifteen more skulls appeared.

Their colors are no longer uniformly white, but they are different.

Some of the eyebrows are imprinted with elemental hearts, and the colorful elemental fluorescence appears to reflect the white bone head even more gorgeous.

Some were imprinted with dozens of illusory marks like shadows, making the head loom as if it was not in this space.

And more are like the marks on the center of Annep's eyebrows at this time, some of the lines are the same, and some are different.

Scattered together, the rune imprints of up to a hundred necromancy systems make it look like a substitute for the dead world.

"You can't wait!"

As the words fell, Annep opened his arms and folded them, and a brand at the center of his eyebrows projected a gray mist that swirled and landed in the middle of his metacarpal bones.

"Resi, Cons, Titanno, Clara......"

Behind him, the Origin Descendants, which represented the necromancy system, were chanting in the awkward Gonzales language.

Dao Dao's cold aura spat out from the mouth of the sub-body and blew towards the gray mist in Anepu's palm.

In the next second, the gray mist formed into a ball, and then expanded, enveloping Annep's entire body.

Armitage watched the changes in the gray mist in a daze, and muttered:

"The ultimate sorcery of the necromancy system...... Blighted Angel! ”

He didn't expect that Anepu would have no reservations and cast this legendary spell when he came up.

"Ho ho ...... Die under this spell, Armitage Fried, and you won't be in vain as a ghost wizard! ”

As the sound of snapping bones came out, the gray fog slowly dissipated.

I saw that Annep had changed his appearance at this time-

His body was twice as large as a skeleton warrior, and his crystalline white bones were covered with a layer of gray.

A tattered gray robe hung over him, setting off the desperation that seemed to be struggling to climb from the world of the undead.

Behind him, a pair of huge bony wings spread out, hanging his entire body in the air.

Eerie, gloomy, cold, silent......

"Why?"

Armitage's body was emaciated, and as soon as the time of the boiling blood spell passed, coupled with the withered angel figure, he knew that he would not be able to escape without accidents.

Now he just wants to know why.

Even if Boras found out about Anep's identity, he would have killed him, the chief of intelligence, at this time...... And why bother?

Unless, it is to destroy the intelligence system of the entire Ghost School.

Or...... Those Devourers are ready to take the stage and want to take on the spectre orthodoxy?!

"Why?"

Annep tilted his head, and the gray body was like weathered bones, with bits and pieces of debris falling from it.

"Probably tired, right?"

"I joined the Spirits with Boras, founded the Institute together, and promoted the Legend ...... together"

"But he's the deputy chair of the Ghost School, the head of the Ice Castle Research Center, and is well-known throughout the wizarding world, what about me?"

"Ho-ho-ho...... I'm just a regular ghost legend! ”

"You know that pain? Obviously, I have a share of the research project, but I can only be ranked second as the author. ”

"Obviously, we spent that dark era together and prevented the recovery of the Dark Empire together, but ......"

Armitage interrupted: "It's not what I want to know! ”

His expression calmed down, and his spiritual perception covered only his body.

It is clear that at this time, there are not only rune arrays in the entire hall, but also the isolation runes cast by Anepu before.

"Why are you making a move at this time?"

"You should know that if you kill me, the ghosts won't have your place anymore."

"Is it because of my presence that it affects you? Or ......"

"Ho Ho ......"

Annep's eyes, which had all turned dark, stared at the werewolf, and opened his mouth silently.

"When you become an undead, you'll know the answer!"

"Now—"

"Slash!"

A phantom scythe of gray mist appeared in his hand, and he swung it twice with one arm.

Seeing this, Armitage grinned.

After quietly popping out a tiny, invisible particle of dust, he stood calmly in place, waiting for death to come.

He's done everything he needs to do, and he just hopes that this crisis will be safe for the ghost......

Two huge scythes formed by the gray mist slashed out and slashed through Armitage's body, shattering the already precarious rune circle.

Even the isolation rune that Annep had arranged himself had destroyed completely.

Click-squeak!

Burst!

Armitage was still standing, but at this time, his clothes were gone, and his hair, flesh, and bones turned into phantoms after being slashed by the gray mist, slowly forming a dim gray light, and chased after the slash from behind.

The accompanying gray mist vanished, and so did the werewolf chief, as if it had never existed.

"Annep—"

Xu was aware of the anomaly, and Boras instantly appeared in the lobby of the Intelligence Department.

Not only him, but all the people under the Great Wizard in the entire Ice Castle Research Center felt the oppressive and heavy aura enveloping their bodies.

Legend?

Anyone dares to attack the Ghost School?!

One after another, figures flashed and appeared in this hall.

They looked at the parchment crumbs scattered around them, the crumbling and gray walls, and the skeletal angel that stood still in mid-air—

"Yes, it's the Legend of Annep!?"

"And here, that, that's Director Armitage's identity card, how can it be...... Why are you ......"

The wizards looked at Anep in disbelief, confused, stunned, surprised, and with different eyes.

But at this time, they all stood silently behind Boras.

No matter what happens here, it's clear who to follow!

"Anepu ......"

Boras looked at the figure, his limbs stiffened, and the bones all over his body seemed to tremble, and he squeezed out words with a click:

"You, damn it!"

"Ho Ho ......"

Annep's head was slightly deflected, and his strange and terrifying dark gaze fell on the wizards around him, and he smiled:

"Bolas, deputy! Have you thought of such an ending? ”

"You discovered my anomaly, sensed the Devourer's movements, and reported the anomaly of the undead world to Chief Waklaw......"

"But what you don't know is that if Chief Wakraf doesn't leave, how can we take advantage of the situation?"

Hearing this, Borras was furious.

A golden cane instantly appeared in his hand, and several rune arrays rose one after another.

In just an instant, Boras also turned into a withered angel and came face to face with Annep.

Almost identical appearance, but with more rune imprints on his forehead, and more sparkle.

And the Origin Descendants that appeared one after another behind him were as many as thirty-one, hovering around the hall, staring indifferently at the skulls on the opposite side.

Annep didn't stop or even make any moves.

He opened his mouth, and between the two rows of teeth opening and closing, it was like a sound of countless harmonies converging:

"I've wanted to fight you like this for a long time, Boras!"

Rumble!

Two wizards of the legendary necromancer system use the same ultimate sorcery to collide violently!

The terrifying aura of death erupted in an instant, and the gray mist was like their origin manifesting, entangled with each other, but there was a clear separation.

Boom Boom –

Even at the Great Wizard level, under the cover of those two bone wings, they couldn't resist the shock caused by the impact of the Origin.

Even the entire ice fortress trembled, and the walls made of extremely cold ice jade, which were connected by runes, were swept away, making an overwhelming sound of clicking.

"Everyone get out of the Ice Castle!"

Boras's tone was cold, and as he spoke, the golden staff tapped toward somewhere in the void.

The surrounding ice walls froze instantly, rune lines appeared, and rune nodes flickered.

He chose to directly open the rune circle of the entire ice castle, and even more so to use this place as a battlefield for the two of them.

All the wizards around them left the castle after hearing Boras's words.

They knew that legendary wizards, especially these two legendary wizards of the arcane spell system, were not something that could be matched by numbers.

At this time, Boras looked at the strange and calm Annep, and squeezed out a few words stiffly:

"Tell me, why, why did you kill Armitage?"

He wanted to kill him directly, but the ice castle was too big.

There are also many wizard apprentices, and those people are the future of the ghosts......

"Want to know?"

"Beat me and I'll tell you!"

Annep tilted his head, and the scythe condensed by the gray mist in his hand slashed horizontally.

As the scythe flew out, the Origin Descendants around him chanted incantations, unleashing spells one after another.

Bone dungeon, claw of the dead, frost blade......

Seeing this, Boras was unmoved, the bone wings behind him shook, and the gray mist around him shook out like ripples.

Two circles are formed, enveloping him and all of the Origin Descendants.

Whew——

The scythe and the spells collided with it, and dissipated like a bubble like Armitage before.

"I told you that the Devourer is a puppet corrupted by the Origin!"

"So what?"

Seeing that those spells had failed, Annep was not discouraged, and swung his scythe to slash out streaks of gray mist.

"The Devouring Sect has existed since the Third Age, and it is still the same, don't you understand?"

"That's the laissez-faire of the Ghost School's chiefs!"

"They all know that the Devourer is the hole card that will only be activated when there is a crisis in the school."

"Don't you know this very well? Boras ...... Haha...... Vice-chair! ”

A wave of weakness hung over Boras's head.

As Annep said, Devouring Wizards have always existed, even the higher echelons of the school know it.

But it was never resolved......

"That's not why you killed Armitage!"

Bolas gritted his teeth, his whole gray head unusually cold.

I saw him stretch out his hands and hold them in a false grip - the gray mist scythe appeared.

But unlike the one in Annep's hand, the scythe in Boras's hand was more like a physical one, and even shimmered with metallic sheen.

The handle was long, about the size of his pair of open bony wings.

The scythe blade was sharp, and when the gray mist spread, it carried a small black lightning bolt, and when it touched the surrounding space, it brought a crackling sound.

"You've finally taken it out, one of the Forbidden Hallows, the Scythe!"

Annep's head was slightly lowered, and his whole body was even more gloomy, as if he had been waiting for Boras to summon the scythe.

Boras slowly lifted the scythe, the blade of which was carried outwards to his shoulder, and then swung down—

"Lion, Yarrow, Division—"

Dance of Death – Midnight!

With the scythe, the entire hall went dark.

Shrouded in extreme darkness, only the scythe blade formed by the dim phantom was faintly visible.

It's like a line that divides the space, cut out horizontally!

But—

Annep remained motionless, letting the scythe slash pass by.

Even his mouth grinned, as if mocking.

"Oh?" When Boras saw this, he clicked, "That one on your body is ......"

"Dark Armor."

Annep reached out and tugged at the tattered gray robe on his body, and a dull black mist rose, staining the ashes and bones on his body black.

"It is also a forbidden holy weapon, and it is not afraid of your dark scythe."

Borras was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Looks like you've been prepared." ”

"Vice-Chancellor, it's normal to pay attention to you. I've been preparing for this day for a long time. ”

Annep smiled and continued, "As you must have guessed, that's right, Merrill and Blackway were both killed by me. ”

Hearing these two names, Borras was silent, as if they were just two strangers.

"They found out who I was, and I couldn't help it...... I had to let them be my origin......"

"Aren't you angry?"

"Or are you going to let me go?"

Seeing that he was silent, the aura around Anepu gradually became black, and his tone became arrogant.

"What's wrong? Vice-chair, did you give up? ......"

"Come and kill me, kill me, you know everything!"

"It's not just the devouring faction, there is a deeper darkness hidden inside the ghost, and I know it......"

"It's chaos, isn't it?" Borras spoke.

"Click?" Annep laughed for a moment, his dark abyssal eyes stared at him, and his tone was slightly surprised, "You know? How could it be, those people ......"

"I guess they gave you this forbidden garment on you, right?"

"No, you can't know, if you do, then don't you ......"

Borras opened his mouth, a stiff sigh heard.

He looked at Annep, fingers moving slightly.

A rune circle rose, and a faint black glow flickered to form a black hole-like ball of light.

A few whispers came faintly, like a dream-like sound, and lingered around the entire hall.

Click, click, click......

Crisp footsteps came from the black hole.

The untidy footsteps, like the existence of high and low feet, slowly walked here.

"No, it can't be! He, there's no way he's going to come back, he-"

Annep's face, which was impossible to show expression, was so dark that it was terrifying.

"Why can't it be?"

Boras tilted his head and looked at him calmly, "Not only the chief, but even your chance to make a move this time was not beyond my expectations. ”

"You!?"

"That's right,"

Before he could finish speaking, Borras beckoned again.

A particle of dust that was hard to see with the naked eye appeared in his metacarpal bones, and the gray mist instantly gathered past.

In the next second, the particles shrouded in the gray mist sphere sprouted and grew like seeds, and then expanded.

In the dimness, a tall body appeared in the gray mist.

It was the dead Chief of Intelligence, Armitage Fried!

However, after he appeared, he did not open his eyes immediately, but lay down on the ground as if he was asleep.

"No, it can't be!!"

Seeing that scene, Anep's voice became even more desperate.

"You can't perceive it, devour, chaos, impossible!"

"Hold it back, Anep, I'll ......"

But as he spoke, Boras shook his head slightly, his tone was a little lonely, "Forget it, that bastard of Wakraf won't let you go." ”

"That's right!"

At this moment, a slightly old voice came from the black hole.

As the words fell, a figure dressed in a black robe with the ghost's black fire mark on his chest emerged from the circle.

Tall and straight, with short gray and white hair, a pair of black sunglasses is particularly conspicuous.

His face was not old, but white and tender like a young man.

As he stepped out, he looked at the two withered angels and smiled, his white teeth flashing through the mist-shrouded hall.

"Thank you, Boras."

"Chief Waklaw." Bolas bowed.

"More on that later,"

Wakraf waved his hand and turned his face sideways to look at Annep as he hung in the air.

"It's not easy for you to hide for so long."

"When have you ever ...... No," Annep asked, clicking, "you can detect the Devourer, but how do you know about the Sect of Chaos?" ”

"Those existents, those horrible existences, they ......"

"You want to say that they have been hiding in the dark side, the source of chaos for centuries, and possess extremely terrifying powers, right?"

Wakraf asked with a smile: "Is this question your last words?" ”

Anepu's hands and feet were flustered, and the death forbidden holy weapon on his body still could not bring him a sense of security.

It's just Boras's words, he can handle it, and even has the confidence to get out of it all in one.

But Wakraf is different!

He is not only the head of the Ghost School, but also a demigod-level wizard!

With such a powerful existence, even if a god is in the world, he has the power to match.

Even god-killing -

"I, I...... Even if you knew, it wouldn't be possible to deal with it. ”

"Bolas, don't you want to know who is doing the Mystic Sect? I tell you, it's them, the source of chaos! ”

"They co-opted us to make the Devouring Sect the orthodox inheritance of the Ghost School, they ......"

"Silence!"

Waklagh frowned slightly, and waved his hand impatiently.

An extremely complex mark can be faintly seen at the center of the eyebrows, and a vague breath comes out.

"Click......"

Annep opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't make any noise.

This is the power of a demigod, this is a demigod!

Even a legendary wizard like him was still like a baby in front of Waklaav, weak and pitiful......

"Boras, your plan has succeeded."

After doing this, Waklav ignored Annep, looked at the unconscious Armitage, and said, "With him, we should be able to wipe out all the Devourers, right?" ”

Boras bowed slightly: "Enough!" ”

"In addition to the list that Armitage has in his hands, I believe that Anepe's roots can provide some people. But ......"

"I'm a little worried about the sources of chaos, their methods are too weird."

"Huh!" Wakraugh laughed mockingly, "Those scum who will only hide in the shadows and wait for their master to come, if they really have terrifying power, we wizarding schools will not exist a long time ago!" ”

"You're right," Borras was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "So what to do now?" ”

"Execute according to your previous plan, one counts as one, and all of them are slaughtered!"

Wakaclough snorted, "I'm not one of those weak bastards who were worried about the impact of the lack of strength on the school, I don't think so!" ”

"Over the years, the number of mystical wizards who have died at the hands of the Devouring Sect has increased year by year, and many genius wizards have not grown up......"

"If I hadn't been able to find their tails before, I would have shot them a long time ago."

Borras nodded, "I see. ”

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll give it to Anep, and I'll pass you the list later."

Another mark lit up on Wakaclau's eyebrows, and a faint light fell on Anep, enveloping him.

"Click......"

Anepu was in a hurry, his mouth opening and closing quickly, and the two rows of teeth collided wildly, making a series of sounds.

But in the next second, only the chief and deputy chairmen of the Ghost School were left in the room.

"Biography? You're here to ......"

"I'm going to go out for a trip," Vaklaugh grinned, grinning, "I'm going to solve the trouble with the Esoteric School first, and then I'm going to go around the Kordo Sea by the way." ”

"The flaws of the spell runes and the mechanical undead are interesting, as well as the Bastard Salvatore......"

"Let's see if that little guy is really that amazing."

"Wayne?"

Boras removed the spell effect from his body, reverted to a short skeleton, and clicked, "You go personally?" Not good......"

"What's so bad? The Church of the Dawn can send a sinister, cunning, and shameless Judgment Saint like Celestia. ”

"Can't I, the head of the school, go? Who prescribes? ”

"No, I ......"

"Less!"

Wakraf interrupted with a wave of his hand, and a spatial gap appeared in the space around him, and he stepped straight inside, and the aftermath was heard.

"Hopefully when I come back, I'll see the heads of those bastards!"

Click!

Looking at the empty void, Borras gritted his teeth and jumped to his feet, waving his arms for a combination of punches.

"Throw everything to me, are you the chief or am I the chief?"

"Otherwise, just abdicate, I'll be the chief!"

At this moment, Waklaw's head poked out of nothingness and laughed:

"It's okay - next time in the Council of Legends, I'll propose that you be the head of the Ghost School, hahaha!"

When the words fell, he hurriedly retreated and disappeared.

Borras paused, was silent for a long time, and then shouted in a low voice:

"Bastard, damn it, you'd better never come back!"

"Huh?" Armitage next to him woke up just in time, "Who doesn't want to come back?" Is it the Anep legend? ”

"It's a fart!"

Bang!

Boras glanced down at him and slammed his fist into his head.

"Keep going to sleep, you!"

Armitage lay down again, only one consciousness remaining in his mind.

, is Lao Tzu alive or dead?

(End of chapter)