A blur of light gradually flickered in Viktor's eyes, and he slowly opened them and looked around.

There was desolation in front of him, and the dry wind was like a withered hand tearing the barren earth into cracks.

The shattered rock stood alone on the ground, tore at its own pace by the wind.

Endless winds and sand rolled in like huge waves, covering the earth.

The strong frenzied aura seemed to lift the barren earth completely.

Vega stood tightly on Victor's shoulder, feeling the desolation around her, even her feathers trembling in the wind and sand.

"Are you so relieved that the old man is gone with your precious princess?"

"That's her grandfather." Victor said lightly.

Then he leaned down, stretched out a hand, and picked up a handful of dirt from the ground.

But the fine dust soon remained in his palm before it swished away from Victor's palm.

Vega didn't seem to notice, it was busy combing its windswept feathers:

"What's wrong with my grandfather, it's the first time I've met him anyway, and he's from other countries."

"You haven't spoken, I thought you were dumb today."

Victor didn't respond immediately, just shook his hand, as if throwing out the remaining bit of sand.

Even if the palm of the hand has dissipated to the point that there is nothing left.

"If you talk too much, you will take the lead."

Victor looked at his palm and said lightly:

"We're here."

Vega was stunned, as if she hadn't understood what Victor was talking about.

Suddenly, it peered through the barren sand around it and heard a scream that seemed to be soul pain.

The sound was so harsh that even the wind and sand could not stop it, and it clearly reached its ears.

"The underworld?"

"No, it's not the underworld."

Vega knows what the underworld is like.

In the real underworld, there is an extremely stagnant backwater river separating the other side.

The swaying flowers of the soul covered the entire underworld, and the broken and deep rocks and sculptures filled almost all the corners.

There is also a group of fierce spirits with various weapons.

They guard the heavy realms of the underworld, just to find the lonely souls who wander in the underworld and lose their minds, and tear them apart completely.

But the scene in front of me is very different from the underworld, there is only endless dust and silence.

But the screams of the dead soul could not be faked.

So, where did Victor bring it?

At this time, Victor said indifferently:

"This is a place abandoned by the underworld, a place that the living do not want to touch."

"Realm of the Dead."

In the game, only players or npCs who have mastered undead magic can enter the realm of the dead.

But it can also be accessed with the help of a necromancer.

For example, Aurelian's grandfather.

Festan Barlow.

As the only necromancer today, Festan Barlow is also the only human who can enter the realm of the dead at will.

"There are dead souls who are too obsessed to enter the underworld."

"In the end, they can only remain in the realm of the dead, dissipating themselves in the passage of time."

As soon as Victor stretched out his hand, the wind and sand flying in the air were pinched in his hand, and the wind flowed through his fingertips again.

"No matter how you grasp it, you can't keep it."

He put his hands back in his pockets and continued:

"The realm of the dead is a mysterious realm dedicated to necromancers, and an outstanding necromancer can carve a realm of the dead into his own realm of the dead, where all wandering souls will become his knights."

"And the powerful necromancer has more than one realm of the dead."

Vega listened to it for a while, shook the feathers on her body, and looked at Victor strangely.

"I wondered, you know the underworld, how can you even know this kind of thing."

"You're not a necromancer."

Looking back, Vigado thought for a moment, it was not the first time that Victor was so omniscient.

It is long overdue to adapt.

So Victor didn't pay attention to Vega's strangeness, he just stared at the front with deep eyes, and said lightly:

"The land on which we stand is one of the countless realms of Grand Duke Barlow."

"And he allowed me to set foot here, which means ......"

Victor's eyes flickered slightly, and the endless desolate land in front of him seemed to be under his control:

"He is willing to transfer this realm of the dead to me."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, the wind-blown earth began to shake slightly.

The arms of the white bones burrowed out of the ground like monsters in nightmares, and when viewed from above, it looked like a dense forest of bones.

One by one, the skeletons pulled their bodies out of the ground.

The moment they were pierced by the wind and sand, the bodies of those skeletons suddenly ignited a dark green flame.

It was like a sea of bones, covered in astonishing flames.

Each skeleton revealed a shiny shattered weapon, clad in dark green armor.

There are even skeleton knights riding on undead horses.

Armed with sharp spears, they sprinted towards Victor on the bodies of their allies.

In the face of this sudden crisis, Victor did not move.

It's just that the trench coat behind him climbed a white stripe.

A violent elemental wind ramps around him.

A powerful air current lifted from the ground to the sky, pulling Victor's trench coat completely towards the sky.

Under his calm countenance, the surroundings lit up with an astonishing silver light.

【Fourth-Order Magic: Dance of the Four Elephants Storm】

Four faint waves of magic suddenly disappeared, quickly burrowing into the army of the undead, heading in all directions.

Behind Victor, the formations and runes began to turn around rapidly.

The exquisite formations are like an endless array of heavy formations, colliding with each other, constantly generating conflicting fluctuations.

A huge amount of magic flowed down the path to the place where the four faint masses of magic were.

In the next second, the originally weak magic power was quickly and violently infused with infinite magic power.

Four terrifying hurricanes of chaos were quickly constructed, and a powerful storm lifted the ground together.

Broken rock and sand mingled together, turning into a terrifying behemoth that swept everything in.

The army of the undead had only appeared for a few seconds before they were swept up by the storm around them.

In the hurricane of the riot, those undead soldiers collided with each other and shattered, even hitting the broken rock, and their bodies exploded completely.

And the undead soldiers between the two hurricanes are even more pitiful.

Under the neighing of two huge forces, the entire body that was burning with flames was completely torn apart.

The flames in his body burst out in mid-air as if they had turned into fireworks.

The hurricane exploded into a sky of fireworks, illuminating Victor's eyes in a dark green hue.

Some of the undead who had not even had time to transform into soldiers were swept by the hurricane, and their entire bodies completely dissipated.

Around Victor, the breath of the wind remained.

He just calmly looked at the white bones in front of him that were blown away by the wind, and said to himself lightly:

"But only if it is."

"I have the ability to take it myself."

The necromancer's transfer test, Victor has been familiar with it more than a hundred times.

There are always players who can't beat this kind of quest and still want to complete the job transfer mission perfectly.

They are delicious and fun-loving.

At this time, Victor is needed to level up to help them pass this kind of task.

Victor has long been well versed in the powerful mage system of necromancers.

The first step to becoming a necromancer is to have a piece of your own realm of the dead.

There are two ways to occupy the realm of the dead.

The first is to submit the souls of the wandering realm.

But Victor chose the second option.

He stretched out a hand, and an astonishing cloud of wind breath continued to compress in his hand.

Finally, he squeezed the wind breath in his hand and slammed it down like lightning on the earth.

"Now, stand up for me!"

He waved his arms, and the endless desert land seemed to be torn apart by Victor's hand, like a torn curtain.

The souls that poured out of the ground broke free and swirled high in the sky.

Countless souls of the dead in the sky almost turned into clouds, writhing around the hurricane.

Dark green flames burned on their bodies, transforming them into even more terrifying undead soldiers.

Countless souls flapped their withered wings, and among them, there were huge skeletal soldiers like ancient giants.

His body was completely engulfed in strange flames, and the huge pitch-black armor attached to his body.

Waves of the undead stomped on each other and surged towards Victor.

But in the face of this army of the undead, which could almost drown the entire land and the sky, Victor only smiled:

"It's a pity that the intensity is not enough."

The wind around him suddenly rose several notches.

The breath of chaos began to circulate rapidly in the sky, and the massive storm seemed to form the body of a scaly dragon.

The flickering body erupted with terrifying coercion, and the fierce elemental magic turned into a sharp blade in the sky, tearing the entire world apart at will.

Behind Victor, powerful elemental magic formed a dazzling aura.

The phantom behind him also erupted into a low roar.

Victor held out a finger and put it on his lips, as if to silence all the undead armies.

"Shh

【Sky】

Boom –

Suddenly, the wind around Victor lifted a wild wave.

With him as the center, the white smoke completely rolled up along with the chaotic storm, and completely rushed towards the armies in all directions.

The massive breath of the wind drowned even the storm of dark green flames, and the tornado was falling from the sky.

It was as if countless thick tentacles were constantly swaying throughout the world, completely crushing all enemies.

Boom ——!

The sky was also shattered to the extreme by this huge and oppressive force, and the whole world became extremely chaotic.

The white light was dazzling, carrying a heavy cloud that overwhelmed the entire land.

By the time the light faded, all the souls were gone.

Those faint green flames also turned into sparkling existences like fireflies, and the only remaining figures gradually dispersed in the air.

All the souls vanished together, and the gentle breeze could no longer stir up the sand of the riot.

Only brushing Victor's face lightly, fiddling with his messy clothes.

The barren land has become no longer oppressive, although there is still nothing, but under the clear skylight, it seems so peaceful.

Even the air I breathe is not as chaotic and dull as it used to be, and it is much fresher.

"It's finally quiet."

"If you are dead, you should be silent."

Vega stood on Victor's shoulder, the strong wind blowing its feathers a little messy.

Seeing Victor's trench coat, it gradually turned from dazzling white to deep, like night.

Only then did it fold its wings and slowly come back to its senses:

"You killed them all?"

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot that they were dead people."

After a pause, Vega, who had reacted, asked again:

"Aren't you going to learn necromancy? If you don't enslave these undead, how can you become a necromancer? ”

Victor stretched out a hand, and a breath of wind blew the ground open, gradually blowing a small pit.

At the same time, he said calmly:

"They are the servants of Grand Duke Barlow, and they have nothing to do with me."

"Even if I could get them to submit, they would still be branded as 'someone else.'"

"In that case, it is better to destroy them all."

Vega was a little puzzled, what happened to other people's things?

Isn't it your own?

But Viktor just continued:

"There are many ways to become a necromancer, and it's not just that."

Besides, it was impossible for Grand Duke Barlow not to teach his necromancy to Aurelian.

When the time comes, he will not be able to learn from Aurelian for a little more money.

Then, Victor looked at the pit that had been turned over by the wind breath, and in the palm of his hand, a golden ear of wheat appeared out of thin air.

"Besides, I just want a piece of land."

Vega stared at the ears of wheat for a long time, her brain shuttling slightly for a few seconds.

As if aware of Victor's actions, it couldn't help but speak:

"Victor, you're crazy."

"Really?"

The ears of wheat fell off Victor's hands and slowly floated into the pit, suspended in mid-air.

The wind whipped up, and the soil flew through the air, filling the pits again.

Only a golden ear of wheat swayed in the breeze.

"I think so too."