Heroes of the Invincible Undead

At the bottom of the Soul Tower, Elon looked solemnly upwards and sighed. Then he began to arrange his men to be alert around.

A large number of corpses, following Elon's arrangement, surround the Soul Tower, releasing a rich energy of death, and the tower body of the Soul Tower begins to flash a dark red light.

As the endless night ceremony was held, a vision appeared outside the Soul Tower, the death energy in the city was chaotic, the bones buried deep again awakened, and the undead creatures wandered around, which had already made many Necromancers aware of anomalies.

It stands to reason that as the lord of Sao City, Ailong can completely pass the vigilance around the Soul Tower during the ceremony to other necromancers, and he only needs to wait for the result, but since he got the information early in the morning, he knows that it is now Unusually, Elon had to be personally alert here, waiting for the results above the Soul Tower.

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

There, a large number of corpse witches, accompanied by the Necromancer who controlled them, were quickly approaching the direction of the Soul Tower. The head was a Necromancer familiar with Elon's impression.

In such a special period, these necromancers do not invite nature, and obviously they will not have any good intentions. The bursts of death energy spread through the city with their arrival, which is far stronger than the Soul Tower.

"Isn't this the lord of the city? Isn't it important to not take care of the busy government affairs in the city, but to lead people to the Soul Tower?"

There was an unkind voice in his ear, and Elon looked down: "Aurui, this is not where you should come."

Among the Necromancers who came to the Soul Tower, it was Ori in the mouth of Elon.

At this time, Orui was significantly different from the Necromancer in Elon's impression. He saw that he was wearing a luxurious gold-rimmed purple robe, a small skull pendant around his waist, and a silver-white on his head. The wig, with thick wax in it, is like the nobility of Erasia.

The whole body of 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.

"Is it?" Ori asked in a pretense shock, with undisguised contempt on his face. "It turns out this Soul Tower is a place I can't enter."

Beside Ori, another Necromancer who rode on the warhorse said loudly: "I believe that the City Lord does not mean this. The Soul Tower, which can be entered by ordinary Necromancers, has made such great efforts to capture Verning, and Why can't I enter?"

The scene in front of him made Elon's face difficult to deal with for a while.

Just like what the necromancer said, the necromancer who came to the Soul Tower at this time all made various contributions in the process of capturing Verning.

After the previous battles, these Necromancers have accumulated a huge force. The corpses controlled by their necromancers cannot be underestimated by any forces, and the same is true of Elon himself.

Even with the many corpse witches left by Rod, facing the innumerable corpse witches, Elon still couldn't find a way to deal with it, which is why he felt embarrassed at this time.

With the words of these two necromancers, behind them, a large number of necromancers, and the corpses that they controlled, began to radiate their own momentum, even the death energy condensed in the soul tower, at this time also by these undead creatures The momentum is broken.

"I'm not letting you enter the Soul Tower." Feeling the situation in front of him, Elon's momentum softened and explained, "It's just that inside the Soul Tower at this time, some ceremonial lines have made mistakes, which caused the movement of death energy. After a period of time for repairs, please wait outside the tower."

"That's just right. I personally have a great attainment of the core ritual in the Soul Tower. Let me enter it, which will definitely shorten the repair time, and hope that the city master will not refuse." At the end, Orui's words sank, among them With a clear threat.

Feeling this, Elon’s expression changed and his words became stronger again: “Prohibiting the Necromancer from entering the Soul Tower is the meaning of Lord Lord. Your behavior at this time is undoubtedly against the Lord’s order. Have you suffered the consequences?"

Allon, who knows everything about the tower, including the message that Rod was exiled, will naturally not allow the person in front of him to enter the Soul Soul Tower, but due to the lack of power at the moment, he can only find a way to drag it.

What Ayron didn't expect was that for the Rhodes he mentioned, these Necromancers were even more disdainful, and even aroused their anger.

"Are you saying that the so-called lord who repeatedly delayed the fighter and only issued the wrong order? Unfortunately, we who control the other areas of Verning do not need the command of the nominal lord. If it goes well, the next time I meet, I I hope you can call me, Lord Orui."

Speaking of which, Ori has not concealed his ambitions. The remaining Necromancers around him were solemn, and no one dared to refute Ori’s words at this time. Compared with the existing lords, what these Necromancers believed was still in sight. Ori.

"Aurui! Don’t forget, who gave you the corpse witch king at the beginning, gave you the opportunity to obtain powerful power. At that time, you were just a low strength, even if it was transformed into an undead creature, no one would pay attention. Necromancer!"

The sound of Aron’s anger was heard in his ears, and a trace of unnatural expression faintly flashed in Ori’s expression. This was not a guilt for his own behavior, but a grudge against Laodi after being debunked by Ailong.

Ori's eyes quickly swept around, and all the Necromancers who met his eyes all turned their eyes, and no one dared to express their disrespect, even controlling the existence of many corpses.

"City Lord Elon, I have always respected you." The voice slowly came from Origen's mouth, and his sharp eyes relocked to Elon. "Under the order of the lord, you can still manage the city of Sao in an orderly manner. You have proven your ability."

The energy of death was released from behind Ori, a large group of corpses, 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. When I clear out the false lord, from his hands, and master the channel of communication with the lich, you will I will understand my intentions, and now, please make way."