Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

At the bottom of the Soul Recruitment Tower, Ailong looked upward with a solemn expression, and after sighing, he began to arrange for his subordinates to guard the surroundings.

A large number of corpse witches, following Elon's arrangement, are surrounding the tower of souls, releasing rich death energy, and the body of the tower of souls also began to flash with dark red light at this time.

As the endless long night ritual was held, a strange phenomenon began to appear outside the soul-recalling tower. The death energy in the city was chaotic. The bones buried deep in the ground awakened again.

It stands to reason that, as the city lord of Sao City, Elon can completely hand over the guards around the soul-calling tower during the ceremony to other necromancers under him. He only needs to wait for the result, but because he got the information early in the morning, he knew it was In extraordinary times, Aaron had to personally be on guard here, waiting for the results from the tower to come.

At this moment, a subordinate ran over, whispered in Ailong's ear, and passed an important piece of information to him. Ailong immediately looked in the direction not far away.

There, a large number of corpses of corpses, along with the necromancer who controls them, are quickly approaching in the direction of the soul tower. The leader is a familiar necromancer in Ailong's impression.

In such a special period, these necromancers did not invite nature, and obviously did not have any kindness. With their arrival, bursts of death energy diffused in the city, far more intense than the soul tower.

"Isn't this Lord City Lord? Is there any important thing not to deal with the busy government affairs in the city, but to lead people to guard the soul tower?"

There was an unceremonious voice in his ear, and Aron's expression sank: "Ore, this is not where you should be."

Among the Necromancers in front of the Soul Recruitment Tower, the leader was the Ori that Elon said.

At this time, Ori, there is a significant difference from the Necromancer in Ailong's impression. He is wearing a luxurious purple robe with gold rims, a small skull pendant around his waist, and a silver-white headpiece. The wig, with thick wax in it, was like a nobleman in Elasia.

The black undead warhorse brought Ori to Elon. The armor worn by the warhorse reflected the dark red light radiating from the surface of the soul tower.

"Really?" Ori asked in shock, with undisguised contempt on his face. "It turns out that this soul tower is a place I can't enter."

Next to Ori, another necromancer riding on a war horse said loudly: "I believe that the city lord did not mean that. Even the ordinary necromancer can enter the soul-recruiting tower. How can't you enter?"

The scene that happened before his eyes made Aaron look embarrassed and couldn't deal with it for a while.

Just like what the Necromancer said, the Necromancers who came to the Soul Recruitment Tower at this time all made various contributions in the process of capturing Vernin.

After the previous battle, these necromancers have accumulated a huge amount of power. The corpse witches controlled by them can not be underestimated by any force, and the same is true for Ailong himself.

Even though there are many corpse witch kings left by Rhodes, Elon still can't find a way to deal with this huge number of corpse witches, which is why he feels embarrassed at this time.

Following the words of these two necromancers, behind them, a large number of necromancers, and the corpse witches they control, began to radiate their aura. The momentum dissipated.

"I'm not preventing you from entering the Soul Recalling Tower." Feeling the situation in front of him, Aaron's aura softened and explained, "It's just that in the Soul Recalling Tower at this time, some ritual patterns are wrong, causing the death energy to change. It will be repaired for a period of time, so please wait outside the tower."

"That's right. I personally have full knowledge of the core rituals in the soul-recalling tower. Let me enter it. It will definitely shorten the repair time. I hope the city lord will not refuse." At the end, Ori's words sank. With a clear threat.

Feeling this, Elon's expression changed, and his words became harder again: "Forbidden Necromancers from entering the soul tower is the meaning of Lord Lord Rhodes. Your actions at this time are undoubtedly defying the Lord's orders. You think clearly about the possibility. Have you suffered the consequences?"

Knowing all the conditions in the tower, including the information that Rhode was exiled, Aron naturally would not allow the person in front of him to enter the tower, but because of the lack of power at the moment, he could only find a way to hold it.

What Elon didn't expect was that the necromancers in front of him seemed even more disdainful of the Rod he mentioned, and even aroused their anger.

"Are you talking about the so-called lord who has repeatedly delayed fighter planes and will only give wrong orders. Unfortunately, we who control other areas of Vernin do not need the command of the nominal lord. If all goes well, we will meet next time. I hope you can call me Lord Ori."

Speaking of this, Aori has made no secret of his ambition. The other necromancers around are solemn, and no one dares to refute Aori's words at this time. Compared with the current lord, what these necromancers believe is still in front of them. Ori.

"Ori! Don't forget, who gave you the corpse witch king back then gave you the opportunity to gain powerful power. At that time, you were just a low-powered creature. Even if you were transformed into an undead creature, no one would pay attention. Necromancer!"

Aaron's rage sounded in his ears, and a faintly unnatural look flashed across Ori's expression. This was not the guilt of his own behavior, but the resentment of Lao Di after being exposed by Aaron.

Ori's gaze swept around quickly, and all the necromancers who met his eyes turned their gazes away. No one dared to express a sense of disrespect to him, even controlling the existence of a lot of corpse witches.

"City Lord Elon, I always respect you very much." The voice slowly came from Ori's mouth, and his sharp gaze locked on Elon again. "Being able to manage Sao City in an orderly manner under the order of that lord, you have proven your ability."

Death energy was released from behind Aori, a group of corpse witches, ready to cast the cloud of death at any time.

Looking at Elon in front of him, Ori added: "You can rest assured that I will not treat you like anything. When I clean up the false lord and master the communication channel with the lich from his hands, you will Will understand my intentions, now, please let me open the way."

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