[Necromancer] Dark Throne

To the north of Artis, there is a huge active volcano.

He rises from the edge of the central plain where the Sorido River rushes out, towering into the clouds and majestic.

Legend has it that in the battle of the gods tens of thousands of years ago, the gods of the light camp expelled the dark gods to hell. On the way, the heart of a fallen god fell on the plain near the sea and turned into a lonely mountain. The top of the mountain is covered with ice and snow all year round, and whenever its sleeping soul gets angry, hot lava and ash will erupt from the mountain.

However, when his anger subsided, the volcanic ash was an excellent fertilizer for crops, making the land here the most fertile place on the entire continent.

Wearing the shell of the chief judge, Wayne stood on the plain and gazed at the magnificent and deep snow mountain.He could feel its inner greatness, a kind of burning, restless primordial life force.

That's right, you can use the energy stored in the artifact to erupt, but that can only use a kind of introduction, the real divine power.

The legend is not fiction, this place is really the wreckage of a god, but tens of thousands of years have passed, it is no longer important whether it is true or not, here is just a little bit of his divine power left, which can be used as an introduction when it explodes.

Today, the Church of the Holy Light has chosen this place as the place for offering sacrifices.

In other words, the sacrificial place 20 years ago is here.

"There is a crater with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters and a depth of nearly a thousand meters on the top of the mountain. The walls of the crater are surrounded by a huge layer of crystal clear ice, and a huge icicle stands at the bottom. The Holy See built an altar on top of the icicle." A transparent ghost floated beside him, calmly explaining the situation on the mountaintop.

"I really don't know how to live or die." Greenhill said angrily on the side, "My lord's eternal sleep will fall into a deep sleep every hundred years in order to replenish the divine power in the artifact, because of too much consumption, you fucking dare to steal it!"

Andariel floated in the air and looked at him contemptuously, not arguing with him.

"Where did you reveal your identity?" Wayne asked under his shell. Just now he was about to go to the top of the mountain to perform the ceremony with the old man wearing a golden mask, but he was attacked. Proceeding smoothly, he chose to leave.

"You didn't disclose your identity, but the Great Elder of the Holy Church should be carrying Mona's skull. That's something that the disguise on your body can't deceive." Andariel smiled gloatingly, "It seems that the old man is very serious this time. Be careful. You know, that bone responds indifferently to everything else, but it responds strongly to anything related to the Sleeper."

Wayne covered his forehead with his hands, but there was still black light coming out from between his fingers.

The black was throbbing for a long time, and Wayne couldn't comfort him, so he raised his hand to slap him unconscious again.

When the black light saw this formation, it retreated completely.

"Continue." Wayne put his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.

"Each sacrifice requires sacrificing most of the life force of a strong hero to start the ceremony. In the Gate of Heaven project, Amennar was used as a sacrifice, and most of his life was emptied, and then he made the best use of it. Otherwise, with his strength, how could he die so easily?" Andariel suddenly looked at him and smiled, "However, do you know who the victim is this time? ?"

"You?" Wayne frowned slightly.

"That's right, now that I have died in your hands, Roland is the one who can perform the sacrifice."

Wayne didn't answer, didn't he know Roland? That person would not accept such a reason to sacrifice.

"How long until the sacrifice?"

"Look at the moon, when the crimson moon reaches the center of the mountain, it's the beginning."

Wayne stopped talking.

Andariel felt a little bored, so he went to tease the bone dragon.

Greenhill opened his mouth wide in a threatening gesture.

"Don't be so hostile to me, even though I was killed by your master. But I don't hate him." Andariel couldn't see the dead man's frustration at all, "I have to thank him, otherwise my dual personality I don’t know how long it will take for the disease to heal.”

"Nonsense! I don't hate how to become a dead spirit. Then who do you hate?" Bone Dragon instinctively sensed his danger, and backed away, keeping a distance.

"Church." Andariel, "The shadow priest will be infected by negative energy, and will inevitably gradually fall into darkness and evil, even if he was kind before. There are exalted liches like your master in the whole world. It's just one."

"What is an Exalted Lich?" Green always wanted to know about his Majesty, but His Majesty never mentioned it.

"Although the church made His Majesty's sin unforgivable for a little benefit, I know a little bit of the inside story." Andariel showed his knowledge, but he didn't know that the Monarch of Zhixi was also listening.

"Some kind-hearted wizards, for some special reasons, or want to protect the things or places they love forever, they choose the path of the undead, but they don't want to fall into darkness. So they invented a more complicated method than transforming ordinary liches. And the dangerous method can allow them to maintain their kind nature after becoming undead. Although there is no improvement in ability, there is another additional benefit. The appearance will not become that kind of bone frame, but will resemble the soul Otherwise, how could your master be the number one beauty of the undead, and the skeletons all look the same."

Speaking of this, Andariel was a little regretful: "But the success rate of this method is appallingly low, and not necessarily one out of a hundred will succeed."

After talking for so long, Andariel looked at the sky again, and it was already the eclipse of the moon.

"Look, the ceremony has begun. It's spectacular."

Greenhill turned his head, shocked.

The previous moment was cloudless and star-studded sky, but now it was covered with red lead clouds, and ice-blue lightning bolts crazily smashed towards the mountain, shaking the whole mountain.Strips of ice-blue lightning as thick as a bucket unscrupulously tangled and stretched in the blood-red sky.

The ice-blue thunder and lightning poured into the huge and complex lines of the magic circle on the mountain, like electrified metal, emitting a bright light. In a few breaths, the brilliance of the huge magic circle has gradually converged and formed. Three huge magic energies of different colors slowly And the mighty land gathered from all directions of the entire plain, and finally turned into a brighter and brighter ice-blue star, hanging above the huge mountain.

"The magic circle has begun. However, Your Majesty, the only strong man that can be commanded by the entire Artis church is Roland except the elder." Andariel smiled, "It seems that you are not nervous at all, but I must tell you For one thing, it is impossible for Roland to become an undead, whether he hates it or not."

Even if Andariel has become an undead, his confidence will never change.

"Before I run out of patience, finish the sentence." Wayne glanced at him lightly, and there was no wave in the blood-colored pupil.

"Of order," Andariel organized his words, "I went to the abyss of the undead to take away Amennarli, and found him dead not long ago by the River of Sad Water, so I used the Great Resurrection to revive him and bring him back to justice. Fort. But you know that the Great Resurrection Technique is actually transforming the power of the soul into life. While being resurrected, the soul will suffer great damage. Even if it is reincarnated, it will die of illness all its life."

Speaking of this, he sighed: "This is actually exchanging the life of this world for the life of this world. Fate has always been so fair."

"Who killed him?" Wayne asked calmly.

"I don't know, but judging from the injuries, he was killed by a dragon." Andariel thought for a while, "Of course, you don't have to believe it."

Dragons?

summer!pull!

Almost instantly, Wayne figured out everything that happened back then.

Why didn't Roland go to him back then, why did he meet Amennar, and why did he expel all humans back then!

Wayne turned his head and glanced at Andariel, he will settle the score, but not now.

"Green."

"Here." Bone Dragon moved over with his tail flicking.

"go!"

The huge dragon roared up to the sky, like a giant wing piercing the sky and the earth. The demilich on the dragon was finally able to wantonly spread the darkness and ruthlessness in his body, surrounded by a violent frozen sphere, and at that moment, the sky was full of wind and snow.

Andariel looked slightly sad at his body that was mercilessly abandoned.

It's time to get angry and stop the monarch, Roland, you fool, I hope my backhand can save your life, otherwise it will really be fate.

But how did you get the demilich?

It's really... making people envious and jealous...

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I think the experience of the last few days can write a bloody romance novel.

First, I finally found my wife, who I had been looking for for 20 years, and even delivered it to my door and ate me...

He then left me and ran away...

Wife, husband and wife must at least have a honeymoon, how can they be separated in just one day...

That is really how sunny the sun is, and how sad I am...

Wife, why don't you wear a shell when you leave, and leave Vincaso's identity under my bed, you will have nightmares the next day, okay...

But it's too much pressure to bury me, okay, if I'm found out, I'll be treated as a murderer.

If it breaks, take it out in batches...

Wife, you see, my lower limit has been refreshed after staying with you for a long time.

If that's the case, Amennar and his wife will come after me, right?

……

After recording today's diary, Roland picked up the helmet. Today is the day when the sacrificial ceremony begins.

Although he does not approve of this cruel behavior, as a beneficiary, he does not have the right to criticize the Holy See, or in other words, as long as he is a human being, he does not have the qualifications.

As soon as he left the room, he saw a tall old man wearing a crystal crown and a golden mask approaching the door. He was wearing an extremely precious robe, dignified yet elegant, and the faintly glowing magic lines walked between him. It is no exaggeration to say that wearing stars and wearing moons.

Behind him are several strong guards of the ninth rank, showing his extremely high status.

"Elder, what bother you to come?" Roland instantly switched from love mode to work mode.

"It has just been confirmed that the chief judge has been killed by the undead, and the altar is empty. Now I have transferred you to guard the center. Is there a problem?"

"When are you going?"

"Now."

Roland nodded, but felt a slight chill in his heart.

It is impossible for Wayne to keep the pupil of Xikuma, and the things on the altar on the mountain cannot be real.

Then why did he kill Andariel? Could it be that he knew something?

The temple on the top of the mountain is a building supported by huge icicles. There are no walls. In the center of the ground is an altar glowing red. Roland followed the instructions of the great elder and walked to the front of the altar to depict two huge six-pointed stars. The edge of the shape pattern stops.

A cold and beautiful eyeball floats in the air, floating up and down, and is located in the middle of the pattern.

The pattern is composed of grooves with a depth of about ten centimeters. With a gesture of the Great Elder, dozens of human prisoners were brought into the center of the pattern.

They were pushed down to the ground by several knights, their neck arteries were cut with cold daggers, and warm blood gushed out and flowed to the ground, gradually filling the grooves.

The knights were asked to leave the hall, leaving only Roland and the old man here.

When the magic circle was fully charged for a moment, the whole magic circle glowed with a hazy blue light, which merged into a beam and poured into the eyeballs. Roland suddenly pressed his chest, and he felt that his life was being drawn.

"you……"

"Roland, if Andariel is not here, then you can only sacrifice your life energy to activate the entire magic circle. Without sacrifice, there is no salvation." The old man looked cold, "And, you have completely disobeyed the command of the temple, and sacrificed you One person can fulfill too many people."

"I'm really sorry. If it's another reason, I might accept it." Roland held back the pain of his heart being pinched, and slowly drew his sword.

At this time, there was a thunder, and the entire magic circle was completely activated, triggering changes in the entire sky.

The Great Elder looked happy and was slightly distracted.

Roland did not let go of this chance, the fiery blade instantly shone brightly, and slashed fiercely at the old man. The radiance on the sword crossed the distance between the two in an instant, leaving a whole ray of light in his field of vision. The trajectory of the space looks as if the whole space is lit up, gorgeous, but even more deadly!

The magic robe on the old man flashed, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant. The long sword only scratched an afterimage, but the tip of the sword made a strange arc, dropped out of his hand, and threw it in the direction where the old man reappeared.

The old man easily dodged, but before he had time to show a taunting arc, the dodged sword had already bounced back violently from the icicle. The blade directly ignored the Power Word shield on him, and the hilt hit him hard. on the back of the head.

Bah!

The old man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

"For someone like you who hasn't fought with anyone a few times in your life, no matter how good your equipment is, it's useless." Roland sighed and pushed the old man out of the center of the magic circle. Although the formation is still going on, as long as there is no mana source, use In a few minutes, it will dissipate.

This kind of outrageous thing, you can not do it, or don't do it, I don't know what kind of hands and feet have been manipulated by Wayne.

He walked out of the temple and was about to leave, but suddenly found that there were snowflakes in the sky, such a huge pressure...

He looked around subconsciously, but saw a huge shadow on the ground.He raised his head suddenly, the blood all over his body turned cold in an instant, and the long-lost fear surged up involuntarily.

It's not because of the heroic bone dragon, but because of the overwhelming coercion.

Greenhill Lackey will obey only one man.

Quit the monarch.

The knights around the bone dragon surrounded them one after another, using all available spells.

"Stop!" Roland almost screamed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the bone dragon lower his head and casually spit out a mouthful of ice breath, smashing a group of knights together with their equipment.

Afterwards, the lich floated down from the bone dragon.

He didn't move, just quietly floating in place.

Roland recognized him.

Lou Wayne... no, it's Wayne Dijayana.

Author has something to say: Wayne Dejayana.

According to legend, the lich who killed his father.

Believe me, this is HE...

The vest was finally taken off, knowing that Mao Weien was always restless, and even sent himself up to increase the size.

Of course, please note that in the legend...