He approached Ivan, who was unconscious, and slowly removed his hood.

It was exactly the same face that Alan had seen in the spirit world, and it was indeed Brestu, who had lurked in the castle under the alias of Azer.

He first glanced around the stands, and the people in the referee's bench instantly fell silent. Then he crouched down and put his hand on Ivan's right eye, muttering something in his mouth, and Ivan soon woke up.

"Oh...... It seems that you are the one who directs the necromancy and werewolves to hunt us down behind the scenes. Tim said.

"Necromancy?" Alan startled, "what's that?"

"It's the one who resurrected him using some kind of forbidden magic...... "Tim said after a moment of silence, "no, to be precise, this can't be a complete resurrection, and those things can't be considered human...... They have the silhouette of a human, but they have no flesh and blood, and when attacked, they turn into a black mist, which is difficult to completely destroy...... They are tireless, they can use magic, they are powerful, but they are unconscious, they are emotionless, they are controlled only by him, and they act exactly according to his orders or instincts......"

When Alan heard this, he probably understood why, who were the "they" in his father's letter......

Of course, it is also understandable why his parents have not been home once in so many years......

"Huh...... Looks like you've got a pretty good idea of what they're all about......" said Burrestu, sneering, "it's my greatest masterpiece to date......"

"Black Mist?" Hearing this, Alan seemed to guess something: "Is it ......?"

"Yes, they are my children whom I created out of 'darkness,'...... said Burrestus, "and although Frost was killed by you, she left me a great inheritance...... For example, how to collect soul ......"

"Sure enough...... That's what you're trying to do with her......"

"Everything that has to do with darkness is under my control...... Burestus said slightly, "although souls do not care whether they are good or evil, as long as they reshape a shell with 'darkness' and imprison them in it, they will be at my mercy...... Whether these people were evil or good people in their lifetimes, as long as they are imprisoned there, there will be no more so-called mercy, and anyone who will hinder the implementation of their plans should be killed......"

"Then why did they stop hunting after we entered Krivari?" asked Tim, "and they wouldn't stop without your orders." ”

"Perhaps...... Is it to avoid startling the snake?" Brestu suddenly smiled slyly when he heard this question, and said perfunctorily, "It's better to be careful until my ultimate goal is achieved...... Although this so-called Magical Management Association is already a mess of filth, if they do call on the people to revolt, I am not sure that they will be able to deal with them all...... You know, I've been preparing for this for fifteen years, and I don't want anything to go wrong......

"Fifteen years of waiting?" Alan wondered, "what is he waiting for...... Why wait?"

"Speaking of which, hunting you down is just an incidental task...... That's not what I made them in the first place......," Burestu said, staring at Tim again, "I never thought anyone would be looking for something like me......"

"What I didn't expect was us. "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't communicate with the necromancers, I would have liked to capture them alive and talk to them for three days and three nights to ask why you were looking for them." ”

"Huh...... And why did you set out to find those things?" asked Burestus rhetorically.

"No comment!" said Tim.

Speaking of this, there was a sudden silence in the arena, and there was some tension, as if both sides might make a move at any time.

But after a moment, Tim suddenly seemed to understand something, and his eyes widened: "Is it ......?"

"Oh?" said Brestu, looking at him with some surprise.

"You woke it up!" Tim snapped.

This sentence seemed to hit the key point of Burrestu, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Huh...... You're really surprising me more and more......" Bérestu stared at him, "you seem to ...... You know something......"

"So you want to destroy them early!" Tim said again.

This time, Burestu didn't say anything, just stared at Tim with an ugly face.

"What the hell are you...... What do you know......" Bérestu's face was gloomy, "who told you that!"

"No comment!" Tim snapped.

This sentence seemed to infuriate Briskus, who held a secret mass in front of his eyes, stared at it for a long time, and then whispered, "Come to me at once!"

I saw that there was a sudden violent wind around him, and at the same time, several black mist-like things appeared, intertwining on the outside of his body, and their contours became more and more distinct.

"Oh no!" Tim stared at him tightly, a little surprised, "this is ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the black mist suddenly rushed towards them with a fierce wind.

Seeing this, Tim quickly waved his wand and pulled up a curtain of light, blocking those things in the middle of the way.

The wall glowing with a strange white light seemed to have a sacrosanct power, and when it saw it, it immediately stopped moving and wandered outside the wall.

Only then did Alan see what they were.

There were four of them, all dressed in black robes and hoods, but under the brim of the hats were not human features, but a black mist...... Looking at their limbs, despite their wand-gripping hands, they only bear a slight resemblance to the silhouette of a human, and in fact they are composed of a black mist.

"Necromancy!" Tim had a chance to finish what he hadn't said.

Seeing this, Burestu also hesitated slightly, and waved his hand to summon the necromancers back to his side.

"Hmph......" Burrestu sneered, a little self-deprecating, "I seem to have been a little too impulsive just now?"

The crowd stared at him intensely.

"I should have thought that since they hadn't been able to kill you for so many years, you must have some ability......," said Burrestu......

"Compared to my predecessors, what I learned was only scratching the surface. Tim said.

"You're crazier than Frost!" Allen shouted at him when he saw this, "She plays with the living, you play with the dead!"

"Huh...... Don't confuse me with her, boy......" said Burretus, "and her magic to gain immortality is nothing more than a dull trick in my eyes, and I don't have time to spend it on it......"

After that, Burestu didn't know what he whispered to Ivan, only to see Ivan suddenly raise his wand.

"He wants to run!" Alyssa heard.

"It seems that there will be no result if the trouble continues......" Sure enough, said Burrestu, "then there will be a time later......