Under the autumn sun, the city of Oracle becomes more and more beautiful.

The walls of the Oracle City grew rapidly, and after a day and night, they had grown several times taller. Except for the side facing the lake, the high walls had wrapped the entire Oracle City inside.

Looking from afar, the Oracle City at this time is like a tulip blooming on the green grass.

Every petal of the tulip was rising with fog, and the faint magical light of various colors made the elves city look like a dream.

In the afternoon sun, an ancient elves in the center of the Oracle City began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. A straight branch was like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the sky. As the ancient elves grew, the petals of the tulips began to unfold one by one, flattened down, revealing the delicate and tender core.

Finally, the ancient elves in the center stopped growing and slowly lit up, and later it became like a burning torch!

A faint white light column suddenly soared into the sky from the ancient elves. At the end of the light column was a blue sky.

Almost every elves in the Oracle City are busy. They keep shuttled and going according to the commands of the Elf Mage, controlling the growth of various parts of the Oracle City, and influence the flowing magic power in the plants with their talented instincts.

In the temple in the central square, Seus was frowning and staring at Amoro who was bound in the thorns. At this moment, Amoro seemed to be listless and lay softly on the ground. Its huge body as big as a mountain trembled slightly, allowing the blood-sucking thorns to continuously extract vitality from its body.

"Elder Seus! You can't draw more power. Now Amoro can no longer support you." The elf mage who was responsible for the operation of the temple said nervously.

Seus's brows frowned even more. He looked at Amoro up and down, his sharp eyes were as solid as they were. Wherever he saw, Amoro's muscles would tremble involuntarily. This once majestic demon had no courage to beg for mercy in front of the silent Seus. He could only hide pitifully and wait for the verdict of fate.

"Increase the extraction force until the main magic array needs are met!" Xius said coldly, "It will definitely not die within at least half an hour! Humph, if you want to hide it from me, your demon level is still a little lower! If you don't let you suffer a little today, I Xius will live for four hundred years in vain!"

"No! No!..." Amoro immediately recovered his anger and shouted in panic, but Sius's free and easy back had already left the temple.

The elf mage was obviously extremely angry at the fact that he was deceived by a demon. He adjusted the magic circle with a sinister face. As the blood-sucking thorns became thicker, Amoro fell down and softened.

This time, it really can't be called.

The original Elf Temple has been completely renovated at this moment. There is a deep magic pool in the center of the hall. Through the pool surface, you can see that underwater is a bizarre world filled with gorgeous light belts of unknown significance and large pounds of beating colors.

There is only Sius in the big hall.

He stood beside the magic pool with his hands behind his back, and an invisible wind surrounded him, brushing his long hair all over his head.

Sius' eyes were now like the water of the magic pool, with countless colors and light belts changing. His eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything passed through the water surface of the magic pool, crossing countless heavy light curtains, looking for something.

Finally, a faint ball of light appeared in the heavy light curtains.

Sius's face became solemn. He took out a short silver rod hollowed out from his arms and stretched his fingers and gently flicked it three times.

Three silences of clear and ecstatic sounds echoed in the city of oracle. All the elves stopped moving at the same time and settled in place, like statues. All their powers had been gathered into the temple of the elves.

Seus slowly stretched forward with his hands, hugging them as if he was holding something. The light in his eyes suddenly lit up, his long hair flew, and then he shouted suddenly, and his hands, which had erect veins, finally moved, as if he had finally pushed the invisible heavy object a little.

The Lich Hall is also full of changing light and shadows at this moment, and colorful colors are constantly passing by the three kings. A pale fireball floats in the center of the hall, and the fireball shows a beautiful world. In the beautiful mountains and lush forests, you can clearly see a beautiful elf city.

Lich Elgra stood beside the fireball, carefully adjusting the operation of the hall magic circle, always locking the elves city in the center of the fireball.

The Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor stood quietly aside. They couldn't get involved in this matter at all. Looking at the elves in the fireball, they felt a little unnatural.

After the decisive battle that day, the defeated Ninth Knight did hand over the coordinates set on Roger. However, in this world, he still had another coordinate. Before the decisive battle, this coordinate had been kept by other kings and did not tell Feng Yue. This was the claim of the Fire of Wisdom. At that time, the Fire of Wisdom had vaguely felt that the future of the world of death was filled with clouds.

Unexpectedly, the premonition of the fire of wisdom finally came true, and the last three kings of the world of death have used this coordinate.

But the three kings were very heavy in their hearts. This was not only because they had escaped from the world of death that had existed for thousands of years, but also because they actually violated their promise to Feng Yue before the decisive battle. The three kings were able to escape from the world of death, at least in part because they deceived Feng Yue.

This is really an unbearable burden for the kings who have never broken their promises.

Lich Elgra didn't think so much. Locking the coordinates in the storm of time and space has exhausted all its energy. He actually only needs to correct the direction, and other things, "space drifting" will naturally deal with them. But just locking the coordinates is a simple matter, exhausting all of Elgra's magic.

But the Lich Elgra is determined to fight for the last bit of power in the soul fire. As long as you persist for a little longer, the space drift will be completed. At that time, even if its soul fire is extinguished, the Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor will survive.

In a while, the Lich Hall will appear near the Elf City. As for whether it will cause huge damage to the elves in the city, it is not something Elgra can control. Judging from the information brought back by the Ninth Knight, the creatures in this world are not particularly powerful. With the strength of the kings, it is not difficult to survive here.

It can be seen that the Elf City is a stretch of mountains near the Elf City, and such a terrain is suitable for the kings to hide their whereabouts and gradually adapt to this world.

The lich was locking the coordinates of the hall with all his strength, while the Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor were silently preparing for the possible war.

The two kings now seem very shabby. The Bone Emperor is only wearing a rusty mail. This mail does not even have any magic attributes, and can only shine a faint green light on the Bone Emperor, and add a little insignificant defense to the Bone Emperor. The main weapon that the Bone Emperor relies on to injure the enemy is three bone blades more than one meter long on the left and right sides of the arm. The three bone blades are sharp and hard. Under the urging of the Bone Emperor's power, the spine of a skull dragon can be easily cut off.

The black warrior emperor was still wearing the dark black full-body armor. Only through the gaps in the helmet, you could see a pair of dark red eyes. He looked not as embarrassed as the Bone Emperor, but the giant sword in his hands exposed his embarrassment. This giant sword was just a bone sword made of the remains of an unknown giant beast. During the battle, it still didn't know whether it could withstand the full swing of the Black Warrior Emperor.

The elves in the blue fireball are getting closer and closer and clearer. In that city of the fairy mountain on earth, Elgra can even see one of the buildings clearly.

However, the mutation suddenly arises!

The pale fireball suddenly jumped, and the image of the Elf City twisted, and then it shattered into countless light chips with a bang!

Elgra was shocked. He tried his best to enter the remaining magic into the fireball, but all he could sense was blank, and the faint coordinates were gone.

What would happen if there were no coordinates?

Elgra dared not think about the consequences.

When the magic power of the ‘Space Drift’ is exhausted, it is the moment when the kings’ destiny will be judged.

The Lich Hall was violently shaking, and dust and gravel flew up from the top of the hall, the four walls and the ground, and were flying in the air in a mess. The protection outside the hall was losing its effect, and strips of light began to pass through the hall, reflecting everything in the hall in a flash.

The hall suddenly shook violently, and all the light disappeared!

All the power of the three kings disappeared in an instant, and then their bodies flew out helplessly and hit the wall heavily, and bone chips flew for a moment.

After a moment, the power returned to the kings, and the Lich Palace returned to its former tranquility and solemnity.

The three kings climbed up from the ground one after another. Although their bodies were seriously damaged, as long as they had the strength, their bodies could be repaired at any time. This is an advantage of the necrotic creatures.

The hall was dark, only the crystal on the Elgra's wand was radiating a dismal light.

There was a dead silence in the hall.

There is no sky, sunshine, green, mountains, and elves outside the temple. This result is too far from what the kings originally expected, and it is not the world depicted in the coordinates at all.

Here, there is only darkness and silence.

"Where is this?" The Bone Emperor broke the silence. Detection is not its specialty, and within the range of its perception, there are endless heavy rocks.

"We have reached the world marked by the coordinates..." The Black Warrior Emperor said slowly, and he was still trying to explore the world around him: "The place we are now should be underground or... in a mountain."

Elgra, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Dear Black Warrior Emperor, the situation is worse than you expected. We are deep underground. There are endless rocks down there, and my strength is not enough to detect its end. In the range I can see, there is no lava, nor any river. And above our heads is a rock mountain over a thousand meters. In short, because the landing point suddenly showed deviation, we were trapped deep underground. Perhaps the only good news is that there is a crack between the rock layers pointing to the ground. This can save us at least a few hundred meters of excavation distance. Although the road to the ground is difficult, we can still do it."

The Bone Emperor said: "The breath of death in this world is obviously insufficient, and my strength has recovered very slowly. How are you, respected Lich?"

Elgra said: "My situation is not good. The recovery of death magic is several times slower, and the difficulty of manipulating magic has also increased a lot. The vitality here is so lively that I am very uncomfortable." He waved his wand. After the smoke, a zombie warrior wearing heavy blue armor and holding axe appeared in front of the three kings.

Elgra observed the warrior carefully and said, "It seems that we can still form a small legion in this world. But now, except for this magic wand, all my magic equipment is consumed in space drifting, and it is difficult to summon powerful undead creatures. Alas, if the space penetration crystal is still there, we can teleport directly to the ground, and there is no need to dig here like zombies and skeletons."

The Bone Emperor's figure flashed and had arrived outside the hall. His mental fluctuations came from outside the hall: "The rocks here are too hard, and the subordinates we can summon now can't help. Come, let's dig!"

So, in the endless rocks, the three kings began to dig the road to the ground bit by bit. Even the lich Elgra, after blessing the power of the mana bull and summoning a magic weapon, also worked hard to cut and dig between the heavy rock layers.

Although trapped in the underground desperate situation, the three kings were completely unworried, gloomy and heavy. They had left the world of death and felt the feeling of pleasure for the first time.

After all, in the long years, the kings had hope for the first time.

Under the high sky of autumn, whether on the ground or underground, the living are striving for their hopes.

Not far from the Oracle City, there was a steep cliff. It was supposed to be a peaceful afternoon, but countless sand and soil suddenly fell from the bottom of the cliff for no reason. Then there was a loud bang, and large tracts of rocks collapsed.

After the fog disappeared, there was a deep cave at the bottom of the cliff.

After a while, dozens of zombie warriors in heavy armor walked out of the cave on gravel. They were completely different from the low-level zombies common on the continent. They not only looked much more sophisticated in equipment, but also had agile movements and a vigilant expression, but at least had a certain degree of wisdom.

These zombies line up, scattered, searching around and moving forward.

Another black fog surged out from the cave, and more than ten dark gray skeletons jumped out. These skeletons were completely unarmed, but their movements were flexible and swift, no less than monsters like monkeys and leopards. Once they leaped, they would cross more than ten meters of distance, and their vigilant eyes could not stop searching the environment around the entrance of the cave.

Another shadow flew out of the cave. This was an undead creature with wings and was only two meters long. It looked like it was a subspecies of some pterosaurs in his previous life.

But it was obviously not as lucky as its friends who searched on the ground. A buzzing sound in the forest, a magical long arrow wrapped in a faint white light flew out like lightning, easily shooting through its skull. The white light turned into a raging flame full of sacred aura, which would instantly burn the unlucky undead creature to pieces.

The buzzing bowstring sounded continuously, and dozens of magic arrows flew out of the forest, one arrow, sending all the undead creatures gushing out of the cave into the sacred flames.

The forest suddenly moved, and several towering trees facing the entrance of the cave were growing, and finally turned into several tall towers.

Many elves archers on the tower appeared one after another, and the long arrows on their backs were filled with sacred aura, and they were obviously prepared.

The elves began to chant spells. Amid the melodious spells, a magic circle appeared in front of the cave. A small splash of water rose up in the center of the magic circle, and then a clear spring spurted out from the magic circle and flowed deep into the ground along the cave.

The cave was winding downwards, not far away, and it was a rather wide cave. In addition to the three kings, there were dozens of different undead creatures standing in the cave.

The crisp sound of the water flow immediately aroused the undead's alertness, while the kings were worried about the faint sacred aura spreading in the air.

In a silence, clear water flowed through the numerous undead creatures, flowing into the depths of the cave.

A black warrior seemed to be unable to bear it for a long time, and his footsteps moved and a little clear water droplets were stained...

boom!

The water droplets had exploded into a violent holy flame, wrapping the black warrior inside! Under the burning of the holy flame, the black warrior screamed in pain and rolled around like crazy. Its struggle was very short, and the pure and scorching sacred flame burned out all the breath of death on its body in a blink of an eye.

The powerful black warrior finally left only a pair of black iron armor on the ground.

The black warrior's screams stopped, and more undead creatures had just begun to slogans about death.

The gurgling clear stream has now become the source of the surging holy flames. In the eyes of the three kings, the high temperature of the holy flames is making drops of water boil and steaming into mass of water mist, and the water mist will burn instantly and turn into an extremely violent holy flame.

In this cycle, in the blink of an eye, the entire passage has been filled with holy flames!

The three kings quietly watched dozens of powerful subordinates who had just summoned turned into ashes in the holy flame. They could do nothing. The holy flame swept through the passage hundreds of meters. Although they could not do anything to the king, ordinary undead creatures could never resist the erosion of the sacred flame.

The holy flame comes and goes quickly. After the flames are extinguished, the entire passage is filled with a faint sacred aura that upsets the kings.

"Someone is waiting for us..." Algra spoke.
To be continued...