I am your natural enemy

These bastards from Robin must know that the tenderness will only appear when everyone opens champagne together.

These guys who do all kinds of bad things for the sake of profit, who can sit at the same table with the necromancer and summon the yellow devil, are the best among them.

Everyone eats a big meal together and opens champagne, which is naturally good for both of us.

But if there is a problem, it is normal for the younger brother to die, or to be gentle, the younger brother accidentally puts the bleeding carotid artery on the big brother's mouth and asks the big brother to help stop the bleeding.

From the beginning, when the necromancer was making trouble, no one had any opinions.

After the necromancer reached a certain strength, if he wanted to be promoted, it was basically impossible to keep a low profile, and he would inevitably cause a series of things.

This matter cannot be stopped, and if it is stopped, it will be a vengeance that blocks the way.

So, now when a guy with enough weight and hatred is needed to go through the thunder, it is naturally impossible to stop it.

Wen Yan sat in Sam's car and entered Robin, and immediately felt the overall atmosphere of Robin, which was quite... weird.

As always, the authorities here still haven't admitted that there is such a thing as hepatitis A. On the surface, it seems that they are still playing music and dancing.

But many things have reached the point where they can no longer be suppressed.

After following Sam for three days, Wen Yan felt that he was still trying to use the experience of Shenzhou to trick Robin. The people of a small town were gone, and the specific situation was not announced. Just saying that it was leaked, it disappeared silently.

He took Sam's car and went south all the way. He didn't see any strange creatures and didn't encounter any obstacles.

But the matter of hepatitis A began to be brought to the table. A guy who had been talking about these things before suddenly became popular. Many things that were buried before were slightly relaxed and given a little loophole, and they immediately rushed up.

Then today, Sam received news that the church people had a fight with someone on the East Coast last night, and a virus research institute there caught fire and is still burning now.

The local fire department went there and did a lot of work, including setting up firebreaks, but they didn't put out the fire. The reason was that the fire insurance purchased by the institute had expired, and the institute was a private property.

After all, there was no such thing as buying insurance until something happened.

The most important thing was that the firefighters were hired by the neighbors next door, just in case, and they were charged by the hour.

Of course, these were not the main points. The main point was that Sam got the news that the person who had a fight with the church was a necromancer.

Not to mention that necromancers are extremely rare, just a necromancer who can't summon undead and starts with poisoning is enough to confirm his identity.

Ever since Wen Yan messed up the sea of ​​undead last time, the necromancer could no longer go down the path of summoning undead.

At most, he could only summon some undead who had no intelligence at all and were not even cannon fodder. Any undead with a little intelligence in the sea of ​​undead would not respond to this guy's call.

It wasn't all because of Wen Yan's intimidation at the time, it was purely because the necromancer himself had not behaved like a human being before. Any undead with a little bit of intelligence, after seeing what the feast on the ceiling was like and seeing the light, would find it difficult to endure soaking in the dark and picking some rotten insects.

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard Sam talking about the news he had just received.

This teammate was sold out too smoothly. At least the news Sam got was that when the necromancer was transferred, there happened to be a team of members who had just arrived on the east coast from Europe.

And the members of this team, from priests to missionaries, to knights and other frontal combatants, all were there.

After the opponent arrived at a place, he just habitually came to "detect evil" first to make sure the place to settle was safe, and just happened to sense that there was a necromancer nearby.

So, it was natural to fight, and the necromancer never thought he would meet these people.

His frontal combat ability plummeted after the summoning of the undead was abolished. If he hadn't used his trump card this time, he would have been killed on the spot.

In the end, although the person was still alive, he was completely exposed.

Just looking at the process, it seems that neither of the warring parties expected such an accident to happen.

Naturally, they would not have thought that someone sold the necromancer to use as a shield.

Sam turned his head and glanced at Wen Yan, who was eating a Big Mac, and hesitated to speak.

Without any substantial evidence, he also knew that someone must want Wen Yan to get out of here quickly, so he sold the necromancer.

Wen Yan had just asked him if he knew any intelligence dealers who had dealt with him and had some friendship with him.

Then he asked him to ask the intelligence dealer for news about the necromancer.

Just doing this was enough. Now it seems that the intelligence dealer sold his purchase of intelligence to another buyer without hesitation.

"What should we do now?"

"Of course we should follow the trend and deal with the necromancer first."

"But I got the news that the necromancer could escape from the siege of a team of European fighters alone. It must not be that simple. He can't summon the undead. This strength is not right."

"Let's go and see. No matter which side you are on, everyone is helping you set the stage. It's not appropriate for you not to go at this time."

Sam nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and drove all the way to the east coast.

While they were talking, they received the latest news that the necromancer had been nailed with a sacred mark. He would definitely not be able to escape before there was enough time to erase it.

Two people died in the church, a priest and a fighter who was expected to become a paladin. It was impossible to let it go.

Moreover, for the church in Europa, killing the necromancer was absolutely right.

Just as Wen Yan and Sam rushed to that place, in the Saskatchewan province of the northern Maple Leaf Country, the church stood on the edge of the area covered by dark clouds.

An old man in a robe, with light in his eyes, and a complex magic circle under him.

After a long time, the white-haired old man closed his eyes, his face a little ugly.

"This is indeed not the Sky of the Dead, nor the Holy Sky, but the Great Dark Curtain.

Before this play is over, the power here will not disappear. It is impossible to rely on the light of the sun to suppress the revived souls here.

The fire of revenge will burn here, and it will not be extinguished until the last sin is dissipated.

It is the power of some ritual performed by those idiots, combined with the power of gods and some strange powers.

The combined effect of all the powers has made this place like this.

We...can't do anything."

A guy in a suit stood next to him with an ugly face.

"Respected Archbishop, do you mean that this black cloud will always exist?"

"No, it is this power that will exist for a long time in the future and cannot be eliminated."

The white-haired Archbishop looked sad and drooped his eyelids, as if he was in pain because he could not solve the problem here.

In fact, he just looked, and when he looked a little deeper, his eyes were a little sore, and his soul was about to be backfired.

Can the problem here be solved?

Yes, as long as someone can fully accept the misery of more than a hundred years, the problem here is not too difficult to solve.

But the problem is that no one can accept it.

Fortunately, the full recovery is only the cause and effect of some events.

If it is the natives' affairs, and therefore the full recovery, then no one can accept it.

In other words, no one is willing to accept it and sacrifice.

This matter can only be accepted by Robin as a country.

"I'm sorry." The white-haired bishop sighed apologetically and left with his people, not intending to enter that area at all.

On the other side, Wen Yan also came to the east coast. Sam kept updating information from an intelligence dealer, guiding the traces of the necromancer.

All the way to a place where the coastline can be seen, Wen Yan and Sam stood at the entrance of a cave in the mountain.

"It's too dangerous to go in rashly. Someone has led us here. Even if we give up the necromancer, we will definitely not miss this opportunity."

"That's right. If it were me, I would send someone to watch this place, and after I go in, I would immediately send someone to blow up the entrance here.

No, that's not enough. I will send someone to place explosives in advance.

As long as I go in and get deep enough, I will immediately blow this place up completely.

No mistake!

Even if I am not crushed to death in it, I will be trapped in it.

If conditions permit, it is best to lead out natural gas or something like that according to the previous exploration data.

After the explosion, we must also ignite something, and even the oxygen inside must be exhausted."

"..."

Sam hesitated.

When Wen Yan talked about how to ambush and how to persecute himself, he spoke without hesitation.

But as he spoke, Wen Yan had already stepped inside.

"Are you going in like this?" Sam quickly stopped Wen Yan.

"Well, don't follow me. I'm sure I can get out from somewhere else if I go in.

But I'm not sure that if you go in, I can guarantee that you will come out alive.

So, you leave first, I have something else to ask you to do."

After explaining things to Sam, he watched Sam leave. Half an hour later, he entered the cave.

He walked into the cave, which was connected in all directions and had many natural passages underground.

Some passages had obvious traces of mines, and some also had some murals, traces of people who had lived here.

He followed the induction and arrived at the first big fork in the road. He saw a trace of death and yin coming from one of the directions.

He continued to move forward along the mine.

Half an hour later, he heard a roar from above.

As expected, someone blew up the entrance and exit, and even some mines collapsed.

The air wave rushed along the passage. Wen Yan closed his eyes and stood against the wall. After the vibration disappeared, he also knew the direction to move forward.

Following the direction of the surging air wave, when it may have penetrated several hundred meters underground, it bypassed a small passage again, and the front suddenly opened up.

In the pit in front, a large number of bones were piled here. On a stone platform in the distance, a skinny guy with sunken eye sockets sat there, with a golden knife stuck in the position of his heart.

The necromancer, who had been searched for a long time by many forces but could not find him, was now like a dying mad dog, sitting there alone.

"Ho ho..." The necromancer made a strange sound in his throat, which seemed to be neither laughing nor roaring.

"You dared to chase me here just to kill me? Don't you know that you can never get out from here?"

Wen Yan walked over step by step, and the aura on his body began to rise slowly, and the yang energy began to dispel the coldness here.

"Huang Mo is willing to spend blood, so I am willing to bury you.

After killing you, I will leave here and return to Shenzhou.

But you, you actually know that you have been abandoned.

You are willing to jump in and work for others."

The necromancer had a ferocious face, his eyes were full of viciousness, and a wisp of gray mist with a hint of green began to emerge around him.

"I made a promise with a lord of Purgatory. If you sacrifice your soul and body, I can get my soul back and complete a huge transformation.

Huang Mo also made a promise to me. As long as you die, I can get back everything I lost and get more."

"Ha..." Wen Yan laughed out loud, as if looking at a stupid dog: "Do you believe this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a three-meter-long claw suddenly stretched out from the pile of bones underground, wrapped in a strong wind, and hit Wen Yan's side.

Wen Yan's arms were placed in front of him, his figure was like an iron mountain, and with a fierce collision, the claw paused slightly and stopped.

Wen Yan's figure flew out seven or eight meters before he stabilized again.

The necromancer gave up everything he was good at before. He pulled out the knife inserted in his heart, and a black oil-like substance gushed out of the wound.

Those things filled with coldness and evil spread rapidly, like oil gushing out of a well.

After all the things spread out, they covered the body of the necromancer and submerged the dense skeletons at the bottom of this space. The things arranged here began to be activated.

Wen Yan took several steps back and hung on the stone wall.

It seemed like a lake of black oil below. Suddenly, the surface of the churning black oil lake was still for a moment, and the reflection of a huge monster was reflected in it.

Immediately afterwards, the black oil rolled violently, and a monster with four horns on its head, more than one meter high and four horns more than two meters long, slowly floated up from the black oil lake.

The black oil also began to shrink again. After shrinking back, a large area of ​​space was exposed here, and those dense skeletons disappeared.

Wen Yan looked at the huge monster that was at least ten meters high and took a breath.

It just so happened that his practice had just entered the next realm and he had not had a serious battle.

He also needed a head-on fight.

The power in his body began to circulate rapidly, and his face seemed to have become two years younger.

After the power in his body began to circulate madly, it directly began to explode along the route of Momentary Beauty.

The power of the cultivator also began to burn madly at this moment.