Chapter 162: The Court Mage of the Battle Monarch

The position of the opponent's base camp has been obtained.

The next step is to mobilize the army and eradicate the opponent in one fell swoop.

Hurried footsteps came, and a general came to everyone, forbidden to walk in front of Isaac: "General, the strong man sent by the Zedu Kingdom to support has come to the bloody fortress, and his subordinates have been arranged to wait in the hall. ”

"Now that all the people of the Zedu Kingdom are here, our chances of winning are going to increase a few points!"

A smile appeared on Isaac's face and he looked at everyone: "Everyone should also meet and get acquainted!"

Pendleton and Viola bowed slightly.

In the conference hall of the Blood Battle Fortress, Isaac saw the people sent by the Zedu Kingdom to support, led by Abbot, a transcendental mage who was extremely famous in the Zedu Kingdom.

The Eradication of the 'Death Dead' in the Zedu Kingdom was completed under the leadership of this mage.

Some of the people who accompanied him were acquaintances of Isaac, and the most of them were middle-level and above, which shows the importance that King Ulysses of Zedu attached to this battle.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the base camp of the 'Death Dead' has been found, and even their leader, Quinton, has been determined to be in the base camp by Master Viola. ”

"Quinton will be handed over to me, and he will be judged justly!"

At the negotiating table, Pendleton said with a solemn expression: "It is the duty of our paladins to eliminate evil. ”

The others didn't have any opinion on this, Pendleton's strength was the strongest existence of all, plus the paladin profession had an inherently oppressive advantage over necromancers.

The meeting lasted for half a day, discussing concrete countermeasures.

And in the bunker in the ancient battlefield, Quinton received a large number of news of the destruction of the organization in the past two months.

The entire organization has been exposed to the sight of the two kingdoms, and naturally suffered from the thunderous blows of the other party.

Milot was doing something in the Starlight Forest, and now there is no news, and even the other members are gone, so I'm afraid there will be a lot of bad luck.

And Liv led some members to retreat in the barbarian base camp, temporarily avoiding the encirclement and suppression of the Zedu Kingdom, but there were still heavy casualties.

This exposure has indeed left the 'Death Dead' shattering, and decades of development have been dissolved.

Quinton's eyes were unusually gloomy, and he exuded an evil and ominous aura all over his body, and no one dared to disturb the necromancer in this state.

As his subordinate, he can also hide as far as he wants.

Walking through the corridor of the bunker, I came to a huge secret room on the lowest level, where dozens of black-robed people sat together.

In the center of them flickered a huge circle, as if praying, and obscure incantations whispered from their mouths.

The space trembled slightly, and there was a powerful and palpitating aura in the large array, and Quinton's eyes exuded a hint of excitement.

If you want to destroy everything I have created, then you have to see if you are capable of it.

A smile tugged at Quinton's lips.

The magic power of the entire space began to surge, and the magic array began to frantically absorb the magic power of the black-robed man.

The space seemed to be cracked, and a hole was instantly torn in the center of the magic array, spreading randomly and continuously.

An ominous aura continued to seep through the cracks.

"Who's calling me?"

Plain inquiry, except for Quinton, the rest of the black-robed people all screamed and fainted on the spot.

"What a powerful force!"

Quinton's eyes became solemn, and a simple sentence contained a powerful soul impact, making a group of necromancers with no low strength all faint on the spot.

Immediately, Quinton knelt down on one knee with a respectful look on his face: "Aung Don welcomes Lord Nadatali!"

At this moment, a skeleton mage wearing a mage's robe appeared in the magic array, exuding an ominous necromantic aura all over his body, a cloud of pitch-black energy pulsating in his chest, and a scarlet soul fire in his eyes.

"Abdul, the court mage of His Majesty the War King!"

A terrifying magical force emanated, and Aung Don, who was a transcendent mage, instantly felt a tightness in his chest, and the gap between them was huge, and his face was as humble and respectful as ever.

Abdul looked down at Onton, who was kneeling on the ground: "I have come to this world according to your prayers, and what do I ask for?" ”

Aung Ton gritted his teeth, resisted the powerful coercion, and said respectfully: "The kingdom of this world wants to destroy the church handed down by His Majesty, and I implore you to take action!"

Alpdol instantly fell into deep thought, and after a moment asked, "What is the strength of the other party?"

"It's all some extraordinary powerhouse!"

In an instant, a terrifying coercion enveloped Augton, and it was extremely difficult for him to breathe, only to hear the cold voice of Abdul sound: "It's better to tell the truth!"

A cold sweat couldn't help but break out on Augton's forehead, and he said with a difficult smile: "There is also a holy warrior legion, and the strength of the leader is subordinate, and I don't know. ”

"You'd better not show off your little tricks in front of me!" said Abdul coldly, and then a black necromantic aura wrapped around Onton.

At this moment, Onton was horrified to find that the black necromantic qi was absorbing his life, and his already thin face instantly aged and lost a lot of weight.

Unspeakable pain emanated from his body, and the screams echoed for a long time in this secluded secret room.

A snow-white bone commanded, and the necromantic aura wrapped around Onton's body instantly dissipated, and the emaciated Onton collapsed on the ground like a mass of rotten meat, groaning in pain from his mouth from time to time.

"Lie to me, this is a small punishment for you!"

"Yes, my lord!" Aung Don scrambled to get up from the ground, the power of the skeleton mage in front of him was completely on him, suppressing the tyrannical emotions in his heart, and standing humbly beside Abdul with a humble attitude.

"My lord, as a villain who has made amends, I have prepared the souls of 5,000 people, and I hope to forgive the sins of the villain. ”

Audon flipped over a crystal ball containing his soul and handed it to Abdul without a trace.

The red light in Apdull's eyes flickered, and the beating soul fire stared at Onton for a moment, and then put the crystal ball into his spatial ring, and said calmly: "It's better not to have a next time!"

"Definitely!" said Unton sincerely.

Immediately, a wave of soul fluctuations flashed, and the black-robed people who had passed out woke up one after another, and after seeing the skeleton mage Apudull, they saluted respectfully.

"Get out!"

Led by Onton, Alpdul made it to the third level of the bunker, which was filled with crystal balls that monitored the ancient battlefield.

There are quite a few black-robed people here to monitor and patrol, and there is a light curtain in this room, facing the crusading army on the march.

The most conspicuous of them is the Legion of Holy Warriors at the forefront, whose ornate weapons and armor have shown their identity.