On July 15th, the sun rises three poles.

The sun may have climbed into the sky, but the necromantic wilderness was still a fog, only the volcano beneath its feet, trembling more and more violently, like an angry dragon about to break through the earth.

Allegri stood on the southern terrace of the crater, looking down on the southern wilderness, and at the end of the visible eye, dense black dots spread like a sea of ants, silent but with invisible pressure.

Perlop glanced up to see a dark figure standing on a distant hilltop terrace.

A magician dressed in black robes, his black hair falling down, and a crow with red eyes stood on his shoulder. Perlop still seemed to be able to see his fair face and his famous violet eyes.

Is this the infamous evil mage?

This "Victory Day Celebration", where the single man against the entire Church is strong, has become a tooth-gnashing presence within the Holy See. He had sent his most powerful subordinate, Gregory, to hunt him down, but he died strangely and mysteriously in the city of Kutu. Is this heir of Herseus, the twenty-eighth murderer on the list of the Inquisition, now knocking on the door of the devil and adding to his evil deeds?

"The army was divided into three groups, and we went up the hill from three directions. Perlop beckoned, leading an army and his men towards the volcano from directly ahead.

Seeing that he had chosen the most difficult frontal assault, Schiller and Maximi had nothing to say and immediately began to act according to his orders.

"There are still three hours," Amosic said as he watched the Church's army split into three groups and climb to the top of the hill, "if it's really critical, let's start it early." ”

"What will be the consequences?" Allegri asked, taking a deep breath.

"In that case, the 'Iron Gate' will not be able to be fully summoned, and it will be difficult to communicate the power of Purgatory, but the magic array will absorb the magic of the volcanic rage, and it will be enough to destroy these ants in front of you. Amosic said in a deep voice.

Allegri nodded slowly, stretched out his hands, and began to chant the spell that was ready for him.

Amosic flapped his wings as well, gradually regaining his two-headed dragon form, his feet grasping Allegri's shoulders as the two dragons began to chant at the same time.

The chant, which seems to reverberate with echoes, with an indescribable magic, merges with Allegri's chant to form a unique resonance.

Allegri's feeling was that an indescribably large amount of magic was added to the spell he was about to unleash, and the surging fire magic seemed to be about to materialize around him, and the air had that hot distortion feeling.

As the last syllable fell, the magic in Allegri's body was drained, and the blazing flames seemed to be under his control.

At the same moment, the bottom of the volcanic mountainside suddenly trembled and cracked a trace of rock cracks, and blazing flames gushed out, forming a belt of flames on the mountainside.

The soldiers and hunters, who had no time to dodge, screamed and were burned to char in an instant, and the others hurriedly retreated, facing the shining firelight, their faces also shining uncertainly.

"Drawing out some of the volcano's furious fire in advance should be able to hold them back for more than two hours," Amosic gasped as he lay in Allegri's palm, his body warm and soft, "I hope that at that time, we can begin the knocking ceremony." ”

Allegri didn't answer, I don't know what Lu Dao was pondering, and after a long time, he suddenly sighed,

"I'm afraid...... We couldn't resist for two hours. ”

The three deputy presiding judges gathered together, looked at the insurmountable sea of fire in front of them with solemn faces, and finally nodded at each other.

At the same time, the three of them took out an object with a simple shape from their bosoms, the raw material was between gold and stone, slightly transparent, but there was a gray mist floating in it, swirling endlessly. The object takes on a twisted serpentine shape, with the head of the snake being slashed diagonally off, revealing a pure black facet.

Perlop stood there, frantically pouring into the little snake, and the two people beside him did the same, the pure black section, suddenly shot out a gray light, and the three gray lights were entangled, slowly forming a delicate cloud.

Gray raindrops dripped down, and the raging sea of fire suddenly began to extinguish, gradually opening up a wide crack.

"I didn't expect that after all these years, the church still retains the advanced skills of the ancient witchers," Amosic's face couldn't help but change, and he sighed deeply and said in despair, "Start it, Allegri, or it will be too late." ”

Allegri did not speak, his gaze cast out of the distance, and he no longer seemed to be concerned with the imminent danger, but looked at the wilderness of the foothills, and seemed to wonder a little.

"What's wrong?" Amosic looked over as well, a little confused, "What is this?"

The black ground in front of the mountain began to churn and wriggle immortally, as if there was life, and the whimpering wind swirled, and the whole sky seemed to be a little darker.

"Forgive him for being just a high-level magician, can he still unleash the 'Final Fire' every time?" Maximi snorted, a little smug. This is their preparation in advance, and it really came in handy. After unleashing such a high-level spell, I think he has already exhausted his donkey skills.

However, one of the hunters beside him suddenly stammered, "Three adults...... Look down the mountain, what's that down the mountain?"

In the churning immortal black earth, an earthen platform suddenly rose, and the gray-black mist swirled into a whirlwind, and in the moment it dissipated, a figure was already standing on it.

He held a bone staff in his hand, his body was tall and thin, his face was completely hidden under the hood, looking at the frightened soldiers halfway up the mountain, the necromancer suddenly burst into laughter, and the cold voice spread far away,

"Hunters, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you forgotten your old enemies from a thousand years ago?"

He held the white bone scepter as smooth as jade in his hand high, and under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, he sang a simple and strange ballad. In the midst of this soul-shattering sound, around him, one after another slightly lower earthen platforms appeared, dozens of them, each of which contained a terrifying necromancer.

Between the earth platforms, the ground cracked, and the hands or claws of the skeletons clung to the ground, breaking free and climbing out. Skeleton beasts and powerful bone warriors gradually filled the wilderness in front of them, their empty eyes cold and quiet, but the sound of skeletons colliding was the most terrifying symphony between heaven and earth.

Regarded as public enemies, necromancers manipulate death and flesh, sowing curses and plagues, once rampaging across the continent, constantly suppressed, but constantly resurrected. It wasn't until a thousand years ago that the rising Church of Light drove the last group of necromancers into this wilderness. Throughout the millennium, there was no trace of their activities in the history books.

However, the Black Tower does not fall, and the white bones are immortal.

The "Council of Bones", which will never die, has finally resurfaced after being hidden for thousands of years.

(The first update, starting tomorrow, will be added by 2000 every day)

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