Archmage Of The Undead

In the afternoon, the elf mission from afar finally arrived in New South City.

The team that escorted and greeted this group of envoys was huge. First of all, there were the city defense troops guarding both sides of the road. These soldiers, all of whom were at the black iron level, blocked the people on both sides of the road.

People on both sides of the road craned their necks curiously, trying to get a clear look at the wood elves, all of whom were handsome men and beautiful women.

"It looks good!"

"The elf is so handsome..."

"I really want to have an elf girlfriend..."

People on both sides of the road were talking in low voices, and many boys and girls looked at the elves with burning eyes.

On both sides of the elf envoy, there were two squadrons of silver-feathered cavalry. These cavalrymen had luxurious armor, with silver armor on their bodies and tall silver feathers on their heads.

Leading the way in front of the mission were the Silver Knights. These silver-level warriors stepped on suspended flying discs to clear the way ahead.

The mission soon arrived at a wide square, with the legendary mage's mage tower in front of them.

The golem army is neatly arranged here, and in front of the golem army, there are two rows of more powerful arcane guards.

Each member of these secret law guards is a gold-level professional, including spell casters and combat professionals.

Although they all put on exquisite dresses, some people always seemed a little out of place with this scene.

In the eyes of some elven druids, these people's hands were stained with blood.

Through the Druid's spiritual vision, one can even see that some people are surrounded by the fear of countless living beings before they die, and some people's bodies are almost condensed into auras of fear.

The guards stopped in front of the square, and the snow-white unicorn continued to move forward pulling Sylvia's carriage.

Roland, who was in the escort, had a calm expression at the moment. Although a bloody battle was breaking out in the Elven Court, these elf envoys to humans were enjoying their last moments of peace.

Now that the Gate of the Abyss has been summoned, Roland has recently thought that his current strength is too weak. Only by improving his strength will other high-level elves listen to his suggestions.

Otherwise, even if he said that he was reborn ten years later, those arrogant high-level elves would probably regard him as a madman and a liar.

Roland casually looked at the surrounding environment and the mage tower standing in the center.

He knew the final result of this mission, and it would not be long before Sylvia received news of the changes in the royal court.

But this woman was worthy of being the Queen of the Crescent Moon in the future, and she quickly put away her sadness.

She changed the mission goal of her trip from asking the legendary mage to search for the demon altar to asking humans to send troops to aid the elves.

Humanity had just experienced a war and was developing a new city. Naturally, the legendary mage refused this request.

But as Sylvia's offer became higher and higher, the legendary mage could no longer refuse the final offer.

As for the conditions she gave, Roland didn't know about this. In his last life, his status was too low, so he didn't know the specific situation.

Roland couldn't help but admire in his heart as he looked at the arcane guards and the golem army that were waiting in front of them.

Later, in the human army that came to support Shuhai, the name of the Secret Law Guards became extremely loud. Each of these gold-level professionals had very strong combat effectiveness.

The same goes for the golem army. These expensive golems did not let their cost go to waste. Roland vaguely remembered that there was a battle because the legendary mage's golem army was dispatched, crushing the demon's attack in one fell swoop and turning the tide of the battle.

As he watched, Roland's eyes suddenly froze. He saw a person he least wanted to see. When he saw him, the bloody memories once again filled Roland's mind.

Roland closed his eyes in pain, and the memories in his mind kept washing over him.

In the last life, it took the coalition of wood elves and humans six years to finally destroy the Gate of the Abyss, drive the demon lord back to the abyss, and drive out all the remaining demons in the sea of ​​trees.

But two years later, a human led his undead army into the sea of ​​trees again. Humans and elves who once fought side by side met each other at this moment.

In the battle with the demons, the elves' combat effectiveness was severely damaged. They were licking their wounds, but now they are in disaster again.

The undead soldiers all over the mountains and plains defeated the remaining defense lines of the elves, and the war started again in the sea of ​​trees.

This time the elves were defeated even more miserably. The wood elves in the sea of ​​trees were almost killed and exterminated, and Roland himself was reborn from death in the last bloody battle.

Roland's eyes were red, and he tried his best to resist the idea of ​​rushing out. He clenched his hands tightly, not noticing even if his nails had pierced the skin of his palms.

It's him! !

Roland was right, it was him!

Dread Lord (Death Consul): Legendary Necromancer Huo Ling! ! !

(For the specific title, after the book title test is completed, we will see which book title the system chooses, and then choose one of the two. I will use Fear Lord for the time being.)

Roland would never forget his appearance even if he died.

It was he who led the undead army to destroy the remaining elven cities and massacre countless wood elves.

The scenes of the tragic deaths of those tribesmen were engraved in Roland's mind like sculptures, and he could never forget them.

On the other side, Huo Ling was wearing a ceremonial dress and standing in front of the golem army.

At this time, the elf princess's car had already passed in front of him and reached the bottom of the mage tower.

Suddenly, Huo Ling noticed a gaze staring at him. He followed the source of the gaze and saw a wood elf guard with red eyes.

Huo Ling looked at the wood elf guard and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smiled. His slightly exposed teeth shone coldly in the sun.

On the opposite side, Roland felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar at the moment Huo Ling's eyes fell on him. His soul seemed to be frozen, and he could not stop feeling fear in his heart.

After Huo Ling looked away, Roland relaxed. He was breathing heavily and was filled with fear.

A wry smile appeared on Roland's face. In his last life, he was immersed in the painful mood after being rejected by Erica. After entering New South City, he couldn't think about it and didn't pay attention to what happened at that time.

He never thought that he would meet the fear lord in his youth at this time. Although his current strength has not reached the terrifying level that has become a legend in his previous life, he can still crush him.

The Fear Lord's strength has reached gold level now, and after participating in assisting the elves, his strength will be further improved. This speed is far beyond the elves' awareness.

As for why this fear lord changed from the ally of the wood elves to the enemy of the wood elves, and finally became the gravedigger of the wood elves royal court, this was something that Roland, who was only at the gold level at the time, had no way of knowing.

Thinking of this, Roland sighed, and then he quickly regained his confidence. If he relives his life, he will not let the wood elves face the ending of the previous life again!