In a certain underground tomb, the shadow councilor Saxon-Theron, who was left alone in the city of Solendam, sat cross-legged.

Since this place was built within a space crack, no matter how much noise the giant sarcoma monster made on the surface, he could not hear any sound from his side.

However, when Theron remains motionless, he can share the vision of his corpse little black cat through necromancy and remotely observe the behavior of the sarcoid troll.

That was his greatest work in his life - Dyne!

After several years of preparation, the super monster made from the fusion of 9,999 corpses will bring the most extreme death horror to the world!

Compared to the guy with the empty title of "Grand Necromancer," Theron believed that he was the pinnacle of the Necromancer.

Because the Dyne Troll not only has strong martial arts resistance and spell resistance, but also has unparalleled growth potential.

This is a perfect creation that not even the Necromancer can make!

"It won't take long for Dyne to reach the legendary level, and when the city of Solendan is completely devoured by it, even if the Silver Moon Pope is reborn, there will be absolutely nothing he can do against it!"

Through the little black cat's vision on a roof above the ground, Theron watched the Dyne trolls surging on the streets, constantly "eating" in a seemingly slow but actually efficient way.

Buzz——

Suddenly, after devouring a team of gold-level mercenaries who were overestimating their capabilities, Daine's sarcoma body began to vibrate with ripples, and then suddenly expanded in a circle!

Legendary level!

Theron underground smiled.

Although that is a height that is difficult for him to reach, the fact that his creations have reached that level does not also represent his ability?

In the corner of the tomb, the thin body of the elf boy Li Duo was trembling. The chain collar around his neck was still connected to the six-pointed star magic circle, seeming to echo the Dyne troll on the surface.

For Theron, this elf boy is not only the magic relay and catalyst for him to create Dyne, but also the remote control after completion.

As for the original promise of "letting him go home when the matter is completed", of course it doesn't count.

What an honor it is to be part of a perfect creation that sees the world shrouded in the shadow of fear?

The lowly island elves should be grateful for this!

At this time, above the surface.

Rumble...Rumble...

The Dyne monster that has reached the legendary level becomes even bigger, and the slightest movement can cause the ground to shake!

Most people have never seen the legendary powerhouse, but the extremely terrifying magical aura is not concealed at all, and it makes people breathless from a distance. Everyone realizes that this guy has promoted in levels.

You can't watch the fun any more, otherwise it's easy to risk your own life!

As a result, the lower-level residents and lower-level mercenaries began to pack their bags and evacuate outside the city.

Solendan City does not have the majestic city walls like the Capital of Stormwind and the Holy City of Light. They fled in all directions and should have been able to leave easily.

However…

Puff puff puff puff!

Countless arms suddenly appeared from the ground, grabbing the ankles of those who were trying to escape, and forcefully pulling them underground!

"Damn... the monster's body is not just the sarcoma part, it is also expanding underground!"

Some mercenaries noticed the crux of the problem, but it was obviously too late.

They wielded their weapons and tried hard to cut off the arm of the corpse that was holding the ankle, but they were grabbed by more arms after running a few steps!

The cold fingers dug into their flesh and bones, tearing and tearing them and pulling them into the ground!

Gradually, the mercenaries of silver level, gold level and above did not dare to make more efforts, and tried to break out one after another.

Miso miso miso!

In a hidden hut, twelve flying knives danced in the air, crushing the corpse's hands that popped out of the ground nearby.

"Should we take action?"

The singer's tone was calm. This level of attack could not threaten the platinum intermediate level.

But when she caught a glimpse of the moving sarcoma monster in the distance outside the window, the singer couldn't hide her fear.

If she were to meet the opponent's true form, she might not be able to last for two minutes!

"hold on."

Justin was sitting calmly at the table. A bat that had just flown in from the fireplace chimney was hanging upside down on his outstretched index finger and spit out a note.

It was the information provided by the [Gravekeeper], which confirmed that the sarcoma monster was composed of about ten thousand corpses, including orc warriors and priests from the Kingdom of Thunder, as well as human knights and wizards from the Kingdom of Storm.

The mercenaries of [Gravekeeper] speculate that the sarcoma monster is not the work of the Necromancer, but more like the "Defiler of Dead Animals" Saxon-Theron or the "Bone Whisperer" Haroman!

Justin has been pursuing the disappearance of these corpses for a long time, and it is only now that he has found the root cause, which is obviously a bit late.

The other party was able to hide thousands of corpses tightly and create such terrifying undead creations. They must have used some kind of space magic to cover up, so it was normal that they could not be detected.

The singer came over to peek at the words on the note, and raised her eyebrows: "[Gravekeeper] is planning to withdraw? It's so unprofessional to run away before the commission is completed!"

"Make sure your opponent is a legendary monster, you will only run faster than them."

Justin threw the note into the fireplace and burned it, took a sip of black tea, and said slowly: "Based on the current intelligence, the [Shadow Parliament] probably wants to do the opposite.

The initiator is Theron or Haroman, and the space controller Obido may also be involved...

The city of Solendan is the foundation for supporting the Great Witch of the Dead. No matter how good the legendary Shame is at forbearing, he will not let this monster that is not under his control destroy the entire city."

The singer stood nearby and listened quietly.

Nine years have passed unknowingly since she was entrusted by the Marquis of Port Adversity to lead a team to assassinate the top leaders of the Kingdom of God and was captured. It seems that Justin rarely talks to her so much at once like this.

"You go back to Niefeng Port."

Justin put down the tea cup, picked up a pen and added some content to the intelligence paper, and said in a natural manner: "Send this information to the top management of the Kingdom of God as soon as possible, so that preparations can be made for the redemption of the Kingdom of Darkness."

"Your bat can deliver the message, why let me go? No matter how fast I am, I can fly faster than the bat?"

The singer waved her hand and controlled the flying knife to cut off the two corpse hands that were protruding from the ground for a sneak attack. She took a step forward and asked, "Do you think I am too weak and will hold you back?"

"right."

Justin answered simply, looking directly into the singer's eyes and said: "Both the members of the [Shadow Parliament] and the sarcoma monster are stronger than you.

Not to mention the great witch of the dead who has been hiding for many years. No one knows whether he is still a legendary figure...

If you stay here, you will have no other use than being a hindrance. Get out of the city as soon as possible. You cannot interfere with the subsequent battle!"

The singer looked at Justin silently for a moment, then she suddenly smiled.

The latter frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"You never look at me for so long."

The smile on the singer's face became even brighter and her eyes became extraordinarily bright.
Chapter completed!