Although Isaac had not witnessed the Tanar'ri giant's involution, he had already had some expectations.

In particular, the death of the "Crazy Mage" should have accelerated and intensified this involution.

After all, not every legendary mage has a troll army that is as powerful and orderly as the "Mad Mage", and is not afraid of death.

Not just any legendary mage can complete the true "Titan Giant" transformation, and can even suppress the six-armed snake demon in close combat.

After the death of the Mad Mage, these Tanar'ri giants may have felt that few people could penetrate deep into the depths of Hellgate Castle and pose a substantial threat to them.

Only then did the involution become violent again!

However, even though he had expected this, Isaac did not stop or interfere in any way.

On the one hand, the tanar'ri's chaotic nature, no matter how hard it is stopped, will never lead to peace and harmony.

More importantly... he had no intention of conquering these tanar'ri!

As long as these tanar'ri still retain the strength to defeat the elves, Isaac will just ignore them no matter how they get involved.

All he wants is to study the "Supreme Magic of Elves".

At most, if the research can be successful, after that, it will be the turn to control the "Flogging Legion".

"it's time!"

"What we have to look at is, what is the purpose of this mage from the Esko Cape period staying here?"

The cave is so dark that you cannot feel the changes between day and night.

However, Isaac's mind is keen enough to grasp the recovery of magic ability and the preparation of spells and divine spells.

When everything is ready.

In the dark environment, his eyes opened, and a stream of light like lightning flashed in it. The dark blue spiritual light bloomed, and in a moment, his figure disappeared into the secret room.

…

"My master, we must not miss this opportunity."

"Greensark is dead, Amasiri and Itla are also dead, and even Saleen is disabled. Now Hell Gate Castle is weaker than ever."

"If we miss the opportunity now, if we wait for Salien to recover, if Amasiri and Itla are resurrected and return, and if we have this opportunity again, we don't know how many years it will be.

Got it!"

"Wilde, if you can't make up your mind... we should go to the Forest of Terror!"

The lair of Lich Wilder is not a simple deep dark cave.

This is a mausoleum-like building complex.

And where he is now is in the center of the mausoleum. It is a palace, and it also has a series of bookshelves. The bookshelves are filled with thick volumes, like a study room or even a library.

.

But at this moment, Wilder was not reading the book.

He sat quietly on a simple stone seat, with a claw of white bones supporting his skeletal head that seemed to be crumbling.

And it was this skull head, above his bloody eyes, with a gem that was flowing with the light of the stars, set in front of his forehead like it was being absorbed.

Between this gem and the flame of his soul, a mysterious aura visible to the eye, some wonderful negotiations took place.

Seeing this lich sitting so still, his mentality is almost the same as usual...

The little devil Modas, with its long hooked tail, swung anxiously here and there on the ceiling beam of the tomb as nimbly as a monkey, and from time to time, its claws tore at the scalp.

"Shut up!"

Wilder didn't care about the temptation of his demon pet.

Although he also knew the news from Cambion's "allies" about the death of the "Soul-Slayer Demon" and the "Six-Armed Snake Demon", but...his purpose was not there!

However, although the goal is not there, and I don't care about the temptation of the demon pet, but...

When the little devil spit out the place name "Forest of Horror".

His extremely cold soul eyes, a gleam of evil, immediately focused on the little devil.

Naturally, he could feel the anger of the Lich Master. Even if he said it intentionally, the little devil said it from the bottom of his heart. His voice suddenly stopped and his eyes immediately dropped.

but……

After a breath or two.

The little devil felt a little weird again... He was already waiting for a lesson, but unexpectedly, there was no movement at all?

Quietly, his lowered gaze lifted a little.

Just then, he saw that the Lich Master on the stone throne no longer held his head up. The outline of the bone claws and the ripple-like magic aura appeared out of thin air.

then……

The little devil's voyeuristic gaze only moved.

He dedicated himself to Wilder and became his familiar. That was before Hellgate Castle.

After hundreds of years, even if his mage master has transformed into a lich, he can still tell something about Wilder from some of Wilder's actions, or even just the subtle changes in his eyes.

Just like now...

"Science!"

"And, the purpose was not achieved!"

"Detecting at this time...it's outside!"

Just follow the little devil's judgment.

Wilder's figure stood up from the stone seat.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Death Staff floated over and was being held by the Bone Claw again.

In the four corners of the tomb, from within the four sarcophagi, undead warriors in dark armor were awakening and rising. The pale soul flames and dark smoke of death, as they stood up, were as shrill as ghosts.

It was like a roar, making noise at the soul level.

Not only this main tomb chamber.

Going outside, there are auxiliary chambers and numerous tomb passages.

Various skeletons, various zombies, ghosts, and even flesh golems...

It was as if I received the lich's order at the same moment.

The low-level ones are like ants crawling out of various grave pits.

The higher-ranking ones, the more elite ones, are either tomb guards or are rising from some sarcophagi.

A moment ago, the tomb was completely silent, except for the little devil's complaints, there was no sound or movement.

At this moment...it was boiling!

But this boiling...

The mausoleum is connected to the entrance of Hell Gate Castle, and there is a strong "negative energy" fluctuation, and even more...

"Rebuke the undead!"

"Evil Priest!"

Wilder's soul flame, a wave of bloody light.

From the "evil aura" over there, the priest level will not be too high.

However, related to the intensity of the "aura", its "charm" attribute is quite good, and even the ghosts guarding the entrance to the mausoleum dare not approach it.

In addition, he sensed the changes in the "phase gate", but could not "detect" the situation there...

"In addition to being a pastor, there should be other part-time jobs!"

"Or, maybe it has a good racial life energy level!"

Just like the Tanari in Hell Gate Castle, or some of the demons!

Moreover, that entrance is also connected to the "Hell Gate Castle"!

In Wilder's mind, he quickly made a judgment about the situation over there.

However, while making this judgment, he suddenly felt a little unsure of the intention.

If it were the demons who had secret connections with him, they wouldn't have forced their way in here.

And if it's Tanar'ri...

Of course, it's not impossible to get here from High Tanari via the indirect route.

But from the movement over there, the number of people was very small, maybe even one person.

Just one person... This is obviously not an attack!

But if it wasn't for offense... how could a tanar'ri demon have any kind of dialogue or negotiation with a mage like him, who belonged to an absolutely opposing camp?

"It depends on who you are? And what you are..."
To be continued...