Aurelian stood aside, eyes trembling as she watched Archduke Barlow walk in front of her.

The other party's figure was a little rickety, but the body surrounded by dark green smoke and raging fire burst out with a terrifying majesty.

Between the fire and the mist, a bone-chilling chill and a thick horror enveloped the realm of the dead.

Surrounded by endless souls, the green city looms in the sea of mist, declaring its absolute authority to the boundless sky.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Aurelian's eyes revealed clear doubts,

Why did the Grandfather suddenly come here?

Probably because she had just been hit by Viktor's resolute blow.

So much so that now she doesn't think about her own reasons at all.

After hearing Archduke Barlow's words, after a little thought, she quickly realized the true purpose of her grandfather's trip.

That's right!

Grandpa, he's a necromancer!

Necromancers have mastered the secret art of death and are able to mobilize the souls of the deceased.

Through necromancy, it can even awaken the dead from the grave, allowing the dead to be "resurrected".

This so-called resurrection is actually the pulling of the soul of the deceased from the brink of life and death.

It is sealed in another form within the corpse so that it can move again.

But the resurrected are no different from the dead.

Ever since becoming a necromancer and mastering necromancy, Aurelian has understood this deeply.

However, Archduke Barlow, her grandfather, had a different attitude towards necromancy.

Although he was also a necromancer, he had great respect for the wishes of each deceased.

Because Festan Barlow saw necromancy as a means of communicating with the dead, not as magic to enslave the dead.

Therefore, he deeply hated the necromancers who ignored the will of the dead and forcibly enslaved the dead.

So much so that Grand Duke Barlow personally put an end to the prevalence of necromancers in the kingdom.

Prior to this, the souls and bodies imprisoned in the deepest part of Guanta Prison belonged to the mages who desecrated the dead.

Their bodies were sealed forever beneath the desolate land, and even their souls were drowned in the merciless earth.

Therefore, for the person who respects the cycle of life and death the most, he suddenly saw the "resurrection" of Victor......

So, what does the Grandfather do?

Aurelian's heart suddenly tightened, and she watched intently at the scene of the confrontation between Archduke Barlow and Victor.

She was about to open her mouth to stop it.

"Grandpa, you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Festan Barlow's voice came coldly from his bone-like throat.

"Keep your mouth shut."

There was a coldness in his words, like an ancient tombstone standing in the cold cold of the night.

Aurelian froze, standing in place.

"This is the kingdom, and you are not the little emperor in your own country."

Grand Duke Barlow seemed to be completely oblivious to Aurelian's presence, and the white bone eye sockets lit by ghostly fire stared coldly at Victor's figure.

Indeed, Aurelian entered the kingdom quietly.

Not even a word of farewell was left, and the people of the empire did not even know of her departure.

In their minds, the Empress was still in the palace, keeping a close eye on everything in the Empire.

Other words

"Now, I'll let you stand by and don't stop you."

As the words fell, the suffocating aura of death rose again around the Grand Duke of Barlow.

The dark green smoke distorted and distorted, turning into countless terrifying ghostly images that surrounded him.

The powerful force of death caused the surrounding fog space to tremble, and the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble.

The heavy robe of Grand Duke Barlow flew violently.

The ghostly spirit fire in it tightly wrapped around the white bones, releasing the fear that was deep in the soul of the first man.

"After all, you said it yourself, and he's no longer your teacher."

Then he jerked his cane,

With that, he jerked his cane, and the ground cracked in an instant, and a pair of huge dry bone hands suddenly stretched out.

Its joints made a crisp twisting sound, clutching Victor's shoulders.

"Let's go, Victor."

The voice of the Grand Duke of Barlow suddenly sounded,

"It's time to talk about you."

As his words landed, the dark green fog around him rose and boiled again.

Dead fireflies spread like an ocean to the western circumference, covering the entire space.

At this moment, a thick mist quietly swept through the sky, gently skimming Aurelian's side.

She watched as the rapidly approaching fog drowned herself, and Aurelian, who was in the middle of the haze, had to cover her mouth and cough softly.

When she raised her head again, her gaze pierced through the dense mist and looked at Xi Zhou.

But to his surprise, the green smoke that blocked the sun's rays had dissipated.

And she had returned to reality, standing on top of the crumbling cliff.

There was no trace of Victor and Archduke Barlow in the surroundings.

"How...... How so!? ”

Aurelian's heart was filled with shock and bewilderment.

She never expected that her grandfather would appear out of nowhere.

Even the first to bring Victor into his fearsome realm of the dead.

Aurelian is well aware of the horror of the realm of the dead controlled by her grandfather.

Measured in scope, each of his realms is comparable to an entire kingdom.

And grandpa, at least there are thousands of such fields.

However, her biggest concern is not that Victor was injured in the confrontation with her grandfather.

What worries her is...... So many dead people's fields, if they were all blown up by Teacher Victor, grandfather would be distressed.

That's my grandfather's life savings!

Wait a minute......

Why, is she still calling Victor a "teacher"?

Knowing that they will not have anything to do with each other again,

obviously said that he would not care about him anymore.

But why......

She gently placed her hand on her chest, deeply feeling the inseparable emotion.

There are some things that cannot be easily cut off by empty words.

Even through the well-developed chest, Aurelian could still feel the pounding in her chest—

That eternal longing was churning in her heart.

……

A thick green mist spread all over the western periphery, and an icy chill crept deep into the skin along every hair.

The dead silence around him seemed to whisper, and it continued to surround Victor's ears.

The two giant skeletal arms behind his back held him firmly in place.

Still, Victor kept his hands in his pockets, letting the cold wind and waves rattle his trench coat.

He looked up at the towering castle in front of him, which exuded a strong smell of death.

Could it be that this legendary necromancer came back to life because Victor came back from the dead, desecrating the order of death.

That's why you brought him here?

Of course not.

Grand Duke Barlow was not so idle.

This necromancer who knows the mysteries of life and death has insight into how little life each creature has left.

Therefore, when the news of Victor's death came, Archduke Barlow himself did not believe it.

Because Victor still has a long lifespan, it is obvious that he can continue to live, unless he encounters an accident.

In other words, the so-called death of destiny is not correct at all.

Victor died, by accident.

Then resurrecting from the dead, this is the ability, which shows that Victor's own life should not be extinguished.

Archduke Barlow's approach has always been to never interfere.

This is true respect for the dead and those souls who do not rest in peace.

What's more, if Grand Duke Barlow really wanted to trouble Victor, he could have done it when Victor had just entered the kingdom.

The spirits of the dead who surrounded the kingdom had already informed the Grand Duke of Victor's arrival.

On that day, after the trial of the nobles in the church, Archduke Barlow also had every chance to settle accounts with Victor immediately.

However, why did he wait until now, after the duel between Victor and Aurelian, before he chose to show up?

Obviously, it was nothing more than that this old man couldn't stand it anymore and came to support Aurelian.

Sure enough, Victor immediately felt a lightness on his shoulders.

Immediately afterward, Grand Duke Barlow slowly walked out of the thick fog of the gate of the castle of the dead.

His body was still wrapped in ghosts and smoke, and he looked extremely cold.

The jaw lowered slightly, and the ethereal and indifferent voice sounded slowly:

"First of all, I want to congratulate you on becoming a sixth-order mage."

The dark green ghostfire in his hollow eye sockets flickered slightly, staring at Victor deeply.

Apparently, Grand Duke Barlow witnessed the battle between Aurelian and Victor, as well as the sixth-order magic that Victor had on display.

Going on, Grand Duke Barlow said to Victor in a gentle manner:

"I hope you'll forgive Aurelian for her rudeness."

Hearing this, Victor bent slightly in an elegant gesture.

With his right hand on his left chest, he respectfully bowed to the legendary necromancer.

"The big man is serious."

"As her teacher, I know Aurelian's temperament very well."

Her possessiveness was immense, and what she couldn't get, she would rather reduce to ashes.

However, Victor is a special kind of existence for her, the most difficult dream of her life.

Because even if she can't get it, she can't destroy Victor.

It's not because she can't beat the other party, but she thinks it's too important,

So important that even the entire empire can be abandoned, as long as you can get him.

Even after knowing that he could not forcibly take Victor away, and even after being completely rejected by him.

All she did was to strip Count Victor of his status and reclaim his imperial citizenship.

And all this is for Victor personally, not for the Cleviner family.

She chose to let Victor go instead of destroying him.

Even if she really has a chance to do it.

In fact, in the previous battles, it had not reached the protracted battle that Aurelian was best at.

Even after resisting a sixth-order magic comparable to a natural disaster, her calamity-like tenacious vitality was not affected in the slightest.

This is a testament to Aurelian's tenacity.

She could go without eating or drinking, and she would fight with Victor for eighteen days in a row.

But her respect and respect for Victor made it impossible for her to fight to the end with her most respected teacher.

"But now I'm no longer her teacher."

Grand Duke Barlow looked up slightly, his gaze met Victor's, and then let out a deep laugh.

The clatter of bones 'gurgling' in his laughter had a magical eerie tingle to it.

It's just that this laughter is dull and ethereal, more like the howling of the undead, which makes people feel hairy on the back of their necks.

"Looks like you've got a bold idea, Count Victor."

"I'm starting to appreciate you all over again."

Although Victor lost his status as a count in the empire, he was still a noble count in this kingdom.

Immediately afterward, Archduke Barlow's laughter came to an abrupt end.

A ghostly flame reignited in his two hollow eye sockets, and his gaze fell on Victor's:

"But this reason is far from enough."

Slightly curious, he continued:

"Tell me, what other plans do you have that will pique my deeper interest?"

Victor maintained an elusive calm, and he slowly straightened his head, shaking off his respectful gesture.

With his hands in his pockets, he regained his confident posture.

With his hands in his pockets, he put on an arrogant and confident look again.

He raised his head slightly, and looked at the old man in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze:

"I want you to do your best to hit me to serious injury,"

"If you can do it."

At this moment, Grand Duke Barlow seemed to freeze in place, as if he had heard some kind of improbable request.

The crackling sound of the ghostly fire suddenly dissipated, and so did the roar of the revenant.

This dead space was suddenly immersed in silence.

The next moment, Grand Duke Barlow spoke slowly, with a hint of imperceptible contemplation in his voice:

"When it comes to fighting, I may not be able to overcome your fate."

"But you want me to beat you to serious injury."

Immediately afterward, there was a variety of distorted and dense manic laughter that was indistinguishable from the dense fog of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The twisted laughter was bright and dark, soothing and shriveled,

It was as if countless beings were uttering a dull cry at the same moment.

Even the castle of the dead behind him seemed to sense the frenzy and began to tremble softly and roar.

But in the midst of this chaos, only the Grand Duke of Barlow stood quietly, without the slightest wavering.

Although his skeletal face could not express any emotion, a solemn emotion emanated from his body.

His eyes were fixed on Victor in front of him, and then a strong breath of death burst out.

Countless souls and the fog began to swirl and wrap around his body.

In the next second, countless ghostly greens turned into a cloud of chaos and engulfed Grand Duke Barlow.

The fog slowly dissipated, and at this moment, exposed to Victor's face.

It is a soul of despair that is entwined with death and turns into bones.

His rickety body lifted slightly, but the twisted white bone body stretched extremely high, and the body split out again.

A pair of bones, a pair of dead souls.

"Boy."

[Festan Barlow - The Ruler of the Dead]

Lv——69

"What's next for you."

"Anger from a grandfather."