The Rise of the Cemetery

The arrival of the witch god avatar, as the most influential event in the wizard plane, deeply affects the structure of the entire world.

At this moment, I don't know how many cautious eyes cast on the area where the Northland Witch is. Some small wizarding organizations that believe in witch gods expressed their joy with joy, and took the initiative to send people to the area ruled by the witches of the Northland to ask His Excellency the witch god to express their loyalty in person.

However, several large wizarding organizations just sent people out of principle and politeness to express that they would follow His Majesty the Wizarding God's lead, but in private, it was unknown how far their promises would go.

But in any case, on the bright side, a pattern of coordinating and coordinating the entire suppression operation has emerged. All wizard organizations, no matter how big or small, will send their elites to participate in this sweeping campaign led by the avatar of the wizard god. Anyone who dares to disobey or disobey will be boycotted by all wizards.

As a result, an overwhelming hunting net appeared in front of the invaders almost at the same time.

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The sky is like ink, and the heavy rain is like a note.

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to be melted together, and the torrential rain poured down everywhere, submerging the entire city of Oneiros in a misty mist.

Ever since Endless Star Sea returned, Li Xun fell in love with watching the rain scene unconsciously.

Or quietly relying on the narrow window of the Arcane Tower, watching the small town looming in the water curtain; Cover it, and flow and meander over it.

The slender lightning that pierced the sky and the earth flashed across the body, and the strong current left burn marks in the air that could not be dissipated for a long time. A cascade of rainwater flowed down the head and covered the face, and the rumbling thunder shook the world.

At this moment, he seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world. I can't accept it anymore, and I don't want to think about those horrible things anymore.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the already dilapidated Pioneer Arcane Tower barely returned to the demiplane after three times the time. Currently, it can only stop there for overhaul. A massive inventory of repair materials was sitting on the desk in his study, but he wasn't in the mood to glance at it.

The troops participating in the Battle of the Demigods have all returned to their defense areas one after another. Although the losses were heavy, they did not exceed the expected limit. In addition to the death of the 5 bone dragons, the newly promoted Lich leader Jacob and the dracolich Uzel also died, the ghost dragon Moros was severely injured, and the soul guard Silga was seriously damaged.

Although he doesn't need to deal with each of these trivial matters one by one, there are already enough subordinates to help him settle them, but the irritability caused by this is unavoidable. But Li Xun knew that what really disturbed him was not these visible losses, but the battlefield on the alien plane far away at the ends of the earth.

Since several of his subordinates were cast into the wizard plane, Li Xun lost contact with them as the barriers of the plane were bridged, and even the always invincible soul system could not contact them.

Looking at the soul nodes in the soul system that lost their vitality and turned gray, Li Xun felt like a handful of ignited wormwood was stuffed into his heart.

It was because of his persistence that they rushed into the alien plane without hesitation, and it was because of the needs of the cemetery that they broke into the enemy camp regardless of life and death. Are they alive or dead at this moment? Are you struggling to withstand the siege of the enemy somewhere? Are you evading the pursuit of the enemy in embarrassment?

Every idea is a torment, every thought is a trial!

Although I think I am on the right path, am I really ready for the price I need to pay when I reach the end of this path?

Thinking that he might never see them again in the future, and could no longer feel the pulse from their soul fire, Li Xun fell silent.

Will that peaceful and beautiful figure never be seen again? What was the last word you said to her? Have you ever really said goodbye before breaking up?

Li Xun racked his brains to think back, his head hurt so much, but he still couldn't remember the scene of the last meeting.

A sense of guilt that he sent his relatives and lovers into the meat grinder with his own hands suddenly surfaced in his heart. Li Xun's eyes gradually turned red, and he let out a meaningless "ho ho" howl, tearing at his neckline and chest, thinking Let yourself breathe easier. But all the efforts were in vain, and in the end it turned into heart-piercing long hisses of pain!

A hundred meters away, in the depths of the dense mist, Xi Lisi stood in the rain with tears streaming down her face, quietly listening to the faint cries in the distance, and let the pouring rain hit her body and face.

Rain mixed with tears rolling down!

And You Nu, who was far away on the alien plane, also looked away from the book, looked around suspiciously, and found nothing unusual.

"Strange, why did I seem to hear his cry just now? Could it be that I had an illusion?" Shaking her head in confusion, You Nu rubbed her head and continued to wrestle with those weird and obscure words from other worlds.

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In the same night, in the same heavy rain, the great blood mage Horus was desperately fleeing.

Compared with when he first came to the alien plane, his strength at this moment has recovered more than half, and the damage cut by numerous space debris when passing through the space crack is basically intact.

For the past few days, Horus has been hiding around a town, sneaking in to find blood food, and finally adjusted his state to the best state. Unfortunately, it was precisely because of his greed for blood that he became the first intruder to be hunted down by the killing team.

In the small town, after being blocked by the killing squad, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

This hunting team led by five high-ranking wizards almost engulfed all the well-known wizards in a radius of nearly a thousand miles, forming this powerful team together. From the comparison of the data shown, they can completely crush a lone level 12 intruder wantonly.

It's a pity that war is never just a picture on paper.

Taking advantage of the town's terrain, the blood mage Horus, relying on the cover of turning into bats and blood mist, unexpectedly played a game of cat and mouse with them. As the kill party gathers, Horus flees, massacring the townspeople on the outskirts to create panic, and once the kill party disperses, the cat-and-mouse game begins to misalign.

Horus was cruising among the houses and sundries, and as soon as he caught a single wizard, he would directly launch a brutal and savage attack. This was beyond the opponent's expectation. He was attacking the enemy without fear of casualties, as if he didn't care that his injuries would affect his actions.

Attack the wizard, kill or seriously injure the opponent, and then recover from blood sucking. Relying on this method, Horus killed two mid-level wizards in a surprise attack, and successfully transformed one of them into his own blood slave.

It's a pity that such a good situation was gone after another team of wizards rushed over.

This is a joint force, and its members include all wizarding organizations such as the Northland Witches, the Wizarding Association, and the Silver Alliance. More importantly, this is a hunting team led by 3 great wizards, and is directly led by the distant wizard clone. So when such a force was affixed with a blood mage, Horus could only flee without looking back.

When under the cover of night and the cover of the downpour, Horus still couldn't get rid of the enemy's pursuit, Horus knew that he was going to be in trouble.

Although the sorcerer he had transformed was quickly killed by the enemy, Horus still extracted a frightening message from the memory of the sorcerer's blood slave by virtue of the short enslavement time. There is a prophecy in the priesthood that the high-ranking lord witch god has.

Although it is not a complete prophetic priesthood, it also has the ability to perceive fate.

The ability of fate perception may not be considered very powerful when used in battle, but it can be used to find people or objects with absolute certainty, especially for things that are closely related to the fate of the caster.

So, with this group of closely following tails, the blood mage Horus turned around and plunged into the dense primeval jungle without hesitation.

Compared with Klein Continent, the wizarding world is obviously still in a primitive state of confusion when it comes to resource development and mining on this plane. As a result, the primeval forests and wild lands of the entire continent occupy more than half, and the places where human beings can set foot in are still surrounded by many dangerous creatures.

Since you can't get rid of the enemy, try to pull the enemy into an equally unfamiliar battlefield. This is Horus' simple and simple idea.

The primeval jungle under the heavy rain is desolate and dangerous.

Horus, whose wings were wounded by the wizard with a flaming arrow, ran in embarrassment on the muddy and slippery ground. In order to avoid the fluctuations of the elements from being discovered by the trackers behind him, he did not add any magic protection to himself, nor did he use any scrolls. He only used the innate ability of turning into a bat when he encountered roads that were overgrown with branches and vines and could not pass through. Quickly walk through.

The pouring rain hit his body and cheeks, and the gorgeous aristocratic robes on his body turned into rags. In order to prevent the wet and heavy lower robe from tangling his legs, Horus had torn off the lower half of the robe completely. Later, he simply tore off the only remaining upper half, relying on his own body to withstand the invasion of the outside world like a primitive warrior for the first time.

The raindrops blurred the eyes, and the sound of the rustling surrounded the whole world in a cloud of water mist. Horus stood still in a forest clearing for a while, and then began to look back at the direction he came from.

In the depths of the distant jungle, although the other party's voice could not be heard, the shield emitting a faint elemental radiance was still clearly discernible even though it was covered by many trees.

Damn it, the enemy is still behind!

Cursing angrily, Horus narrowed his eyes, trying to distinguish the distribution of enemies. It's not a good way to simply run away. Finding the right time to turn around and bite back is the most correct escape plan.

Just as he was looking back, a snake-like black shadow was slowly approaching not far from his feet.

When it got close enough, the black shadow suddenly flew out, opening a mouthpart of lotus petals the size of a bowl, biting the blood mage's head fiercely.