Looking at Carl's appearance, it seems that he has just experienced a vicious battle, escaped death, and his breath is very unstable.

Karl fled in the direction of Herag.

Although Herag was not afraid of him now, he didn't want to appear in front of other wizards in this form so early.

Out of the Death Swamp Ruins, he's still just a very weak vaporizer.

Even the slightest possibility should not reveal one's own secrets prematurely.

Therefore, Herag is not going to meet Old Karl in this form for the time being.

It's okay if he doesn't recognize himself, but if he does, he must be killed.

But a crystallization wizard will always have many means, and he is not confident that he will be able to completely kill Old Man Karl.

Karl's gifted spells were very special, and those spatial spells were a bit difficult for Herag to deal with.

It stands to reason that Carl has this kind of gifted spell, so at least it shouldn't be a problem to protect himself.

Now running for his life in such a panic, I don't know what happened.

Herag glanced at the ghost and said in a deep voice, "There's a human over there, you go and get rid of him." ”

The ghost turned his eyes, he hadn't sensed Old Karl's arrival.

But since Herag said so, there must be no mistake.

The ghost leaned over and said, "Yes, my lord. ”

The ghost got up and floated to Old Man Karl's side, it was disembodied and covered in ink-like black light.

Carl kept running forward, glancing back behind him.

He was out of breath at the moment, and his running speed was gradually slowing.

Carl leaned against a tree, gasping for breath and wanting to take a break here.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, and Karl's pupils shrank, and he looked up to see a ghost floating in the air.

"Ghosts!" Carl's mood suddenly fell into an ice cave.

The ghost is a powerful monster in the abyss plane, and he may not be able to deal with it in his heyday, which will be even more difficult to deal with.

The ghost didn't talk nonsense, and directly spread a large black mist, trying to envelop Carl.

Carl reacted quickly, and a flash appeared more than ten meters away, dodging the black fog.

But the ghost was faster, and with a shake of its body, a large black mist spread out and covered the sky.

The black fog quickly enveloped Carl entirely, and in the process, black fog continued to appear in the distance.

Carl's natural spells can't take care of every part of his body at the same time.

He could only twist the space around his body one position at a time, and there was no way to face this all-round attack without dead ends.

Carl's magic was not much left, and the shield was broken after a while.

The black mist of the spirits is so corrosive that even magic can corrupt and devour it.

Carl struggled with a flash to appear more than ten meters away, but the black mist that had been attached to his body stuck to his body like a maggot on his body, corroding his flesh and blood.

The magic in Carl's body worked wildly, constantly resisting the invasion of the black mist.

"Death withers (abyssal language)." The ghost emitted dull, strange syllables.

The various vegetation on the ground withered in an instant, and a layer of frost appeared on the ground.

Old man Karl's body was also covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and his countenance quickly dried out, as if it had been sucked dry by something.

Carl's hair quickly withered, becoming a weed and lacklustre.

Immediately after, his hair began to fall out, and as soon as the wind blew, large swaths of hair began to fall.

Carl was left with a bare scalp on his head, which looked very ugly.

And that's not the worst of all, the flesh on Karl's body began to dry up like dead wood.

The skin quickly dries up and looks like old tree bark.

Carl's whole body was arched and curled up like a baby.

It didn't take long for Carl to be completely silent.

Death and withering can absorb the life force of living things, and weeds and plants are instantly sucked dry and turned into dead grass.

If Carl was in his prime, there should be no problem with escaping.

But he was already wounded, and he couldn't run away at all.

After being glued to the black mist, just dealing with the resistance to the black mist occupied all of his energy.

After the ghost used Death Wither, Carl had no choice but to watch his life force drain.

He was old, and he had little vitality left, and he was sucked dry in a while.

After Carl's death, the ghost continues to wrap his body in black mist.

After a few minutes, the black fog cleared, leaving only a pile of bones in its place.

After the ghost has completely eliminated Carl, he returns to his life.

"Well done." Herag complimented softly.

The ghost bowed his head and said, "It's my honor to serve an adult. ”

Herag turned to look around and said, "Go ahead and lead the way, go around." ”

The Death Swamp Ruins will only be open for three days, and Herag has no plans to venture elsewhere.

Wraiths have a lot of resources to collect here, and they're safe enough.

This large area is all in the Ghost's sphere of influence, and there will be no monsters stronger than him.

If you go elsewhere, you will take risks, and you may meet other wizards.

Anyway, when the time comes, it will be automatically teleported, and Herag is ready to stay here in peace.

When Herag was gathering nearby resources, the two monsters, the ghost and the human-faced monkey, followed honestly like the younger brother.

His spatial ring was filled with all kinds of potion materials and spell-casting materials, and he made a lot of money.

When evening came, Herag lived under the giant tree of the ghosts.

The branches are so lush that they can be used as roofs.

Herag lay under the tree and meditated as usual.

Wraiths and human-faced monkeys acted as guards, patrolling and guarding his surroundings.

Under the moonlight, the surroundings did not appear very dark.

"Do you want to go back?" Hellag asked after meditating.

The human-faced monkey could not speak, nor could he communicate ideas, but only touched the back of his head.

The ghost replied, "My lord, I want to go back every moment, but the rifts in the plane have been sealed. ”

It was curious how Herag had come here, but Herag wouldn't ask if he didn't say anything.

The matter of the superior, it can't ask much.

In the wee hours of the morning, there were still about two hours before sunrise.

Deep in the western part of the Black Forest, a pillar of red light rose into the sky, illuminating the night.

At this moment, the entire Death Swamp Ruins could see this red pillar of light, and they all looked up.

Herag also opened his eyes and felt the strong fluctuation of magical power.

He looked up, looking at the red pillar of light and feeling familiar.

"It's ......"

This pillar of red light was very similar to the pillar of light that day when Old Man Karl seized control of the Black Rock Valley Witch Array, almost identical.

"The Witch Circle of the Swamp Ruins of Death...... It won't be ......"

It suddenly occurred to Hellag that there could be any witch array in the ruins of the Death Swamp, wasn't it the witch array that sealed the cracks in the plane.

(End of chapter)