Author: Mr. Tai Su

Seeing them retreating slightly, Erica put away the vampire's body with a wave of her hand and said with a smile.

"This is my trophy. The importance of an ancient vampire's corpse to a master of transformation. I believe I don't need to say more, right?"

Erica, a master of transformation, can completely rely on extracting the blood source of this ancient vampire to perform corresponding magic rituals to extend her life in the future.

The dark red flames in the eyes of the dead soul master jumped, and he was a little jealous. Although Erica was only one level higher than this ancient vampire, she relied on the opponent's desire for blood to easily kill him in a short time.

"Why can't I meet such a stupid ancient vampire?"

"Let's move on!"

Vicente's voice seemed a bit sharp, with a sense of urgency, and the dark red flames beat slightly. He watched with envy as Erica put away the corpse of the ancient vampire. He already wanted to meet a similar idiot again.

.

Without violating the library's restrictions, several people passed through thousands of rows of bookshelves and left the palace from the other end. Behind the palace was a calm lake, connected to the spire hall opposite through a black iron bridge.

In the world of the dead, the lake is undoubtedly deathly gray. It reflects the surrounding coldness without any ripples, making people feel uncomfortable intuitively.

"It's not a lake of resentful spirits. It has an evil smell."

As one of the few top-level beings in the necromancy system, Vicente, the Lord of the Dead, discerned a few differences.

The few people did not delay and quickly stepped onto the iron bridge. At this time, the lake water suddenly started churning, and pairs of red eyes were staring at the bridge. Anyone who looked at them would have their life force drain away quickly, and they would soon become...

Become an undead creature.

On the iron bridge, gray-white hands stretched out, scratching Douglas and others who were walking in the air. These hands had thick joints, dull skin, cold and rigid hands, and were loose and disgusting.

There was a layer of ethereal black faintly emerging at the feet of Glass, and both the gray palms and the red eyes were distorted; the one that reached Fernando's side faced the surrounding black storm, torn apart and difficult to change;

Klaus's feet turned into the feet of a demon for some unknown reason, and the gray-white hands

She scratched her hands, but there was no response; and Erica's face was extremely pale, and she had no vitality at all. She did not know when she had turned into a legendary undead, and looked into the red eyes below with a smile, come on, anyway, I am

You have already become an undead creature, are you still afraid of becoming undead again after looking at each other?

"snort!!"

Vicente, the master of undead souls, snorted coldly, and the dark red flames in his eye sockets beat rapidly, and a faint pressure spread, like an emperor of undead creatures, causing all the gray-white palms to fall down on their own, and the red eyes became frozen and dull.

"This should be an arrangement specifically for living people. Undead creatures can pass by without any influence, but non-undead creatures will be discovered regardless of their strength."

Vicente, the Lord of the Dead, whispered that the many traps in the Temple of the Dead really opened his eyes. This was a layout he had never seen before.

At the same time, Erica chanted the transformation spell, turning Douglas and others into the corresponding undead creatures, and quickly passed the iron bridge and arrived outside the main hall.

This change lasted only a short time. The evil spirit lake only briefly rolled two or three times before returning to normal, without attracting any attention.

In the spire hall, the black doors were painted with strange symbols, which seemed to symbolize the sun, and also resembled pale eyes. Douglas used the Mystic Eye, causing his left eye to fly out directly and melt harmoniously into the gray-white sky.

Exploring on his behalf. We are getting closer and closer to the Soul Hearth, and it is getting easier to be discovered! This left eye stuck to the gap in the ground and sneaked into the palace quietly. Lucien and others observed through the pictures in the crystal ball.

Watching everything in the palace, and at the same time, alerting the surroundings.

The palace was pitch black at first, but as the Secret Demonic Eye moved forward, there was gradually light, pale light, without any warmth. Then, the field of vision was completely bright, and the original appearance in the center of the hall appeared to Lucien and others.

In front of people: a man wearing a robe

A white skeleton in a magic robe is performing some magic ritual. On the left is a silver cup, filled with dark red blood. On the right is a puppet with a weird smile, wrapped in countless reddish-brown spider silk. The front is blank, as if

Nothing.

"Legendary third-level undead, this is a Lich King!"

The Lich King's eyes were flashing with green flames, and he stared fiercely at the Mystic Demon Eyes. Red energy mist rose from his body, and with a roar, he was about to riot.

"Advanced Time Stop!"

Douglas chanted a spell and used the legendary time and space magic to restrain the Lich King.

Suddenly, the silver cup fell to the ground, the blood evaporated, the reddish-brown spider silk on the puppet's body was all broken, and countless cracks appeared in itself. A ball of flickering light emerged from in front of the Lich King and turned into countless fragments. But they

It also stirred up time and space, causing advanced time to stop being offset!

Fernando, Vicente, Erica, Klaus and others had already surrounded him from different directions. The gems surrounding the Lich King's head lit up, and the whole person suddenly became transparent and disappeared directly.

No fluctuations in time and space are generated!

"this?"

Erica was a little confused, how could the Lich King escape so easily under the eyes of her and others!

Douglas looked around. He was an authority on time and space, and he reminded everyone with a cautious look.

"It hasn't escaped yet, it's still hiding somewhere in this hall."

Therefore, several magicians blocked the two exits and began to search carefully, sensing any fluctuations in communication techniques.

Not long after, Klaus discovered a secret door with a sword-like symbol hanging vertically. After checking, Douglas opened the secret door, revealing a secret room that was not too small. The inside seemed brighter than the outside.

A lot.

The secret room looked empty, with only five black coffins, two lying flat on each side, no different from normal, and a dark black iron coffin stood vertically in the front, as if the owner inside wanted to stay forever.

Stand.

These five coffins are not long. They are the height of a normal person, especially the upright one in the front. It can be clearly seen that it is less than two meters. There is a ball of sacred, solemn and hard-to-reach light floating above or in front of them.

, each ball of light is connected by three similar flickering rays, one extending from the void below, one extending into the void above, and one drilling into the coffin.

"Divine radiance?"

Douglas and others looked at each other with heavy expressions on their faces. Everything here confirmed their previous judgment. The existence behind the scenes of the undead world was indeed extracting divine power and sealing many false gods.

"Hiding in the coffin?"

Klaus looked at the five coffins, pointed at the coffins, and said with some confusion.

But Douglas looked around, his pupils shrank slightly, his expression was extremely heavy, and he reminded loudly.

"Look at the floor, walls, and ceiling."

Only then did everyone look away from the coffins, and when they looked around, they saw ancient crosses, crosses in the style of the early Dawn War! And following the patterns between them, on the five coffins

There are similar patterns!

"Dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong!"

At this time, the sound of a beating heart came, and the lid of the iron-black coffin that was standing vertically fell to the ground and opened, stirring up a faint haze, revealing the owner inside!

Faced with such a sudden change, Douglas, Fernando and others prepared their spells, and Lucien also had a silver-white pocket watch in his hand.

Standing in the black iron coffin was a handsome man with blond hair and white robes. He was tall, his eyes were closed, and his hands were clasped on his chest in the shape of a cross. There was no life in his body, as if he had been dead for many years, but

His skin was shiny and delicate, with no signs of decay. The most prominent feature on his face was the hooked nose that gave him a sinister appearance.

"Ivan?"

Douglas and Fernando's eyes widened and they shouted in disbelief, how is this possible!

Ivan? People who don’t know clearly think that Glass and Fernando are calling Ivan Vincent.

Ivan is a relatively common name, but when this common name is put together with the simple crosses around it, people can't help but think of one person: St. Ivan, the first pope of the Northern Church!

Saint Ivan was the culprit who caused the schism between the North and South churches! Saint Ivan who had the capital of the Shahran Empire named after him!

“Why is this first pope of the Northern Church here?”

His thoughts changed for just a short moment, and Ivan suddenly opened his eyes in the black iron coffin. They were bluer than the sea, more mysterious than the starry sky, and brighter than gems. They were so deep that they seemed to absorb all the light around them.

Entering, causing a brief period of darkness.

St. Ivan's Castle, St. Ivan's Cathedral, a secret prayer room. The current Pope Belkovsky of the Northern Church with a standard Shahran style big nose was praying in front of the cross. Suddenly his eyes

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a blue color quickly filled the depths of his pale yellow eyes.

"Who broke into the Holy Spirit Room?"

Pope Belkovsky said something in a low and depressed voice, and then his body gradually turned into light, becoming ethereal and uncertain, as if it had merged into the air and solidified there.

The four saint-level cardinals of the Northern Church, St. Alexei, St. Felix, St. Uriel, and St. Gono Cathedral, also opened their closed eyes in prayer at the same time.

The divine light ball in front of Ivan's coffin suddenly flew into his body, causing one after another divine light wings to spread out behind him. They were holier than angels, purer than the sun, and more powerful than the sun.

The stars shine brighter!

Pope Ivan's nose is tall and straight, and he looks larger than the average person. This is the most common appearance feature in the Shahran Empire. His eyes are gradually dyed with a layer of light yellow, and behind his head, there is a divine light.

It was as if faces were transformed, including the Saint Ivan he had just seen, as well as many strangers that Douglas and others did not recognize.

"Bah bang bang!"

In the coffins lying flat, the lids of three of the coffins were opened by the corpses inside. Three men in white robes flew out, floating in the air, merging with the divine light ball above, opening their divine eyes.

wing.

The other coffin was still motionless, but something seemed to fly into the divine light ball above it, causing it to lengthen and become an angel of light with golden eyes.

Douglas and others suddenly had a record from hundreds of years ago flowing through their hearts.
To be continued...