In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

In the Grand Palace, in the open space, gardens, and corridors between the Nineteen-Couch Banquet Hall and the Golden Banquet Hall, the fighting was still going on.

The defenders' defense line was retreating step by step, and their morale was about to fall below the red line. Then the Wild Hunt army, like a god sent from the sky, saved everything.

A Wild Hunt cavalryman charged through the group of monsters. The skeleton horse covered with horse armor and wearing a pointed helmet knocked down the monsters one after another. However, more and more fearless monsters came and directly pulled the cavalryman off the horse.

They piled up one after another and pinned the Wild Hunt Knight down. Its armor was flipped over, its arms were torn off, and the cold flame in its head began to flicker violently.

Bang--

With a loud bang, the remains of the Wild Hunt Cavalry exploded into a ball of frost, freezing all the nearby monsters in place.

Immediately afterwards, the legendary witcher holding the Sword of the Lady of the Lake leaped up, and a seal called Alder was made by him. The surging shock wave shattered the frozen monsters into pieces.

He landed on the mount left behind by the Wild Hunt cavalry, turned his horse's head, and rushed to another battlefield.

Eve was a little surprised and said, "What a powerful melee wizard. How many cards do you have hidden?"

"Plague body?"

"They are the infected. Their consciousness is suppressed and their bodies are controlled by the plague. As long as the autonomous consciousness of the plague is suppressed, they will be able to calm down."

"I understand. Go ahead then."

Fulin was thoughtful. In fact, there are many plague spells in blood magic, and some of them can achieve this effect. "Oh, by the way, can they recover?"

Eve shook her head: "Maybe, but I can't do it."

Fulin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

As she spoke, she pressed her knuckles, and the bones in her body made crackling sounds. Immediately, she pulled out the white sawed bone sword from her back, leaving the knowledgeable little witch stunned.

If these infected people can recover, we will not be able to kill them all.

“What are you doing?”

Fulin did not answer, but raised the bone-saw blade in her hand and put on the small and exquisite bone crown: "Blood world, obey my orders!"

The next moment, there seemed to be the sound of tidal waves.

A hole appeared in the blood sea world, connecting it to the real world. Countless blood gushed out and transformed into all kinds of bizarre constructed monsters. They flapped their wings and swooped down.

The battle situation, which had already been reversed, was now decided.

The dark sky enveloped the world, and flocks of mourning birds, symbols of death, took off.

In the royal garden, the dead and dilapidated branches and leaves stretch out like ghosts, the air is filled with invisible malice, and countless tiny lives that can penetrate every pore are eager to parasitize the host's body.

In the night, a half-white and half-red moon, like an eyeball, slowly emerged.

Tashia was undoubtedly a very powerful and ancient spellcaster in her lifetime, and her life level was ranked among the top even in the legendary realm.

Previously, she had transformed her body, which had reached the end of its life, into the "source of plague" underground. Now, she could only continue to exist as an earthbound spirit. If she wanted to rebuild her body, the amount of potions, mystical materials, and vitality required would be astronomical.

This was obviously not something that the young Greek nobleman who had signed a contract with her by chance could provide her with. Moreover, Peisistratus was always wary of her and was unwilling to help her with all his strength.

She had already made preparations and simply performed the resurrection ceremony based on Liena's body, which had lost its potential after barely reaching the legendary level. Who would have thought that Lothar and the others would come again - each of these people had talents many times greater than that of Liena, a witch with no potential.

Whether she directly occupied their bodies or drew their tremendous vitality and put it into her resurrection ritual, it was countless times better than the "makeshift" plan of occupying Liena's body.

What's more, Liena's body had been destroyed by them.

So Tasya would never allow Losa and the others to leave.

However, Lothar had no intention of leaving. Leaving such an enemy with the power to destroy the world outside, he would not even be able to sleep well after returning. It would be better to seal up the forbidden knowledge of the Plague School forever.

“Is this your field?”

He could feel that the royal garden had been cut off and became independent from the rest of the world. This method might not be superior in strength, but its level was obviously higher than the small worlds like those of Ladong and Fulin.

"I know you're lying to me, but I can't afford the risk."

Tasya sighed softly. The only difficulty in the world is death. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that even her inheritance, the highest skills of the Plague School have been lost in the long river of history.

The plague monsters from the outside world were also pulled into this world by her. Rays of faint green light fell on them, and their bodies quickly swelled, producing all kinds of terrible deformations, and their aura became more and more terrifying.

In places invisible to the naked eye, new monsters are being created and bred.

"If you want to leave, then show your true abilities."

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"Then I'll show you my real abilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lothar, who was flying in the air, turned into an unimaginably huge dragon. It seemed as if it wanted to cover the entire sky under its wings. Its dragon horns were like crowns, winding upwards. What a tyrannical beast it was. The oppressive feeling it exuded was so strong that even the Blood Moon Eye in the sky felt it tremble.

"Ancient dragon-level high-level dragon!"

Tasia's tone was full of amazement: "No wonder you have such a strong vitality."

roar--

The dragon's roar shook the sky. The moment the terrifying dragon breath spewed out of the dragon's mouth, it evaporated the moisture in the air and turned into a tornado, sweeping towards the direction where Lavinia and Jeanne were.

While they were talking and stalling for time, countless terrifying monsters had already lurked around Jeanna and the others. Their senses were obscured by the plague, and they did not notice them for a while.

The violent dragon fire engulfed the earth.

The gigantic dragon covered with red and black scales flapped its wings and swooped down, passing through the burning dragon flames and carrying Jeanna and Lavinia on its back.

At this level, everyone can sense Lavinia's influence on the battle situation.

Already promoted to the Elite II stage, the amplification effect of Lavinia's innate law has reached a rather exaggerated level, allowing Lothar to exert combat power comparable to that of a legendary realm while still in human form.

"Oh, it's a strong power, but my plague servants are endless. I want to see how much power you can squander."

The blood moon in the sky blinked and sneered.

Lothar raised his huge head and looked at the lonely blood moon hanging in the sky. He asked Na to stand on his dragon head and reminded him, "If her weakness lies in that eyeball, it is too obvious."

"We have to give it a try."

As he spoke, he flapped his huge wings and flew into the sky.

"Haha, you should listen to the advice of the little girl above you."

Blood Moon blinked and showed a playful look.

As Losa flew higher and higher, he could clearly feel that he was being restrained more and more.

Countless invisible and intangible things are sucking his life force.

The red moon that seemed to be within reach did not get any closer to him as he flew higher and higher, and still hung high in the same place.