Bright red flames erupted, and a dazzling flash broke through the darkness in an instant. The flames flew out in all directions and spread towards the surroundings. With a muffled groan, a black figure retreated and barely avoided the attack of the flames. Curlund stretched out his right hand and pressed forward with a gloomy face. Soon, the darkness surged between the thin lich's fingers as if it were the essence, and then it rushed past like a tide, and in an instant it extinguished the flame that was shining. The space that was originally shining because of the dazzling brilliance seemed to be filled with darkness again. It was not until a moment later that the green light flashed, which illuminated the space in front of him again. Curlund walked forward, looked at the crystal ball in front of him, his face was gloomy, and there was a bit of weirdness and curiosity flashing in the dark pupils.

At first glance, this "dark night lich" looks not much different from other lichs. Perhaps in the eyes of humans, the undead creatures all look the same, which is right or wrong. As a lich, Curlund himself still looks skinny and bone-like. On the surface, it is hard to believe that it is a senior lich. Because on the surface of Curlund, you can even see shriveled and wrinkled skin. Looking at the fire, the old man spots on it are staring at. If it weren't for the two pupils of soul fire in the black eye sockets, I'm afraid anyone would only regard the mage in a dark purple robe in front of him as an old man who has not been long.

Ordinary lichs cannot have skin and muscles. After they transform themselves into undead creatures, they almost abandon their aging and corruption-prone bodies, while the demigod lich who is one step closer does not even need a body. However, Corund is an alternative. Although it is a great lich, it is very persistent in its own body, and even before it turns into a lich. He used alchemy to deal with his body, which is why it looks different from humans on the surface.

The reason for many. Curlund's small hobby once became a small interesting story among the dark spell casters. Some even ridiculed and mocked him for not being a lich but a blood-sucking species if he was so greedy for his body. After that, Curlund did unexpectedly get close to the blood-sucking species. This once made him a joke after dinner in the entire Night Country. However, with Curlund's strength and status increasing, the ridicule and ridicule that had once disappeared and disappeared.

"The other party countered my detection spell."

Curlund spoke, and his hoarse voice echoed in the darkness. He stared at the crystal ball in front of him. This was not an ordinary crystal ball. As Curlund's spell casting prop, it was a very precious thing, but even so. In the battle with the unsuccessful opponent just now, it could not withstand the opponent's strong power, and it completely collapsed. Not only that, Curlund's body was also full of black smoke at this moment. You could see some ornaments that were originally flashing with magical brilliance. At this moment, Curlund's tone had become dull. But in fact, the lich's tone was not calm in the heart. He was not calm with many "unprofessional" spell casters

Similarly, because most of the mental energy is focused on the study of alchemy. Therefore, Curlund's own strength is only at the lower level of the legendary middle level. In fact, this is not surprising. Undead creatures are actually not easy to enter the legendary realm because of their characteristics. Because they are not like those living lives, they have friendship and love. Family affection is wrong. Because they have the dual protection of the flesh and spirit, if the living fails to break through the legend, then as long as they are protected, they will not have the chance to start over. But undead creatures are different. They have no body and no external barriers, and they can only rely on their own soul power to make breakthroughs. Once the breakthrough fails... they will be destroyed.

However, one advantage of undead creatures is that they are "immortal" after all. As long as they are not killed under the conspiracies and daggers hidden in the dark, they can survive. It is precisely because of this that the Kingdom of Night can have so many powerful combat powers through the accumulation of time. Unlike the Continent of Light, even if the elves and dwarves can live for a long time, the legendary powerful people among humans can be completely completed after 150 years.

So from the situation in the entire continent, the strength of the Kingdom of Night is obviously much stronger than that of the Continent of Light. Although elves, dwarves and angels also have a long lifespan, their weakness is that they have too few people, and it is difficult for these three races to reproduce. The humans with the largest number of people are too fragile. It is amazing that they will be completely finished after 150 years of living. For many undead creatures, the beginning of just entering the legendary realm.

From this point of view, we can see that the characteristics of undead creatures lie in their accumulation over a long period of time, while the characteristics of humans lie in their rapid improvement. Both sides have weaknesses, and humans' weakness is that they cannot live for a long time, while the weakness of undead creatures lies in their time to become legendary powerhouses. Almost every undead creature who can reach the legendary realm will enter this field after they have survived for more than two hundred years. This means that if all the legendary powerhouses in the Kingdom of Night die, it will take at least two hundred years for them to reshape a generation of legendary powerhouses. For humans, it only takes forty or fifty years to be enough.

This is also one of the reasons why Rhodes can lead players to sweep the Kingdom of Night in the game. After they killed those high-level undead creatures, even when facing the attack of millions of level 40 and 50 undead creatures, players who could already enter the legendary field at that time said that they were not under much pressure...... Level suppression is the best, and in terms of number of people, they are not less than undead creatures. The upgrade speed is faster. Even in the early stage of the game, it only takes half a year for a leveling madman to create a new account to practice to reach the full level of sixty. It will be done after a little slower than a year. Think about the growth rate of players, and then compare the upgrade speed of undead creatures. It is really hard to die compared to people, and to throw goods into pieces...

Curlund himself is also a perfect argument. Before becoming a lich, he was just an ordinary human apprentice under the necromancer. However, after that, in order to control his own destiny, Curlund began to work hard. Using his power as a human, he reached the threshold of the legendary realm in just forty years. In the end, facing the threat of death, he bets on his own to turn himself into a lich, breaking from the control of the necromancer. He killed it, and Curlund inherited the mage's property, treasures and sphere of influence, which was also the basis for Curlund's development and growth.

However, in the three hundred years since becoming a lich, Curlund's in-depth understanding of the ring of magic was very slow. According to the players, Curlund only rose from level 60 to level 67 in three hundred years. The pace was almost so slow that it was crazy.

But this is the common rhythm of undead creatures.

Whether it is the Lich, Necromancer, or even the blood-sucking species, their improvement speed is very slow. In addition, various conspiracies and family internal friction between undead creatures, some genius flashers will be killed before they fully emerge. However, because undead creatures have enough time to accumulate, their internal friction not only does not weaken the strength of the undead creatures, but instead removes the decay and preserves the essence, filtering out more terrible and powerful characters.

Although Curlund's strength is not the best among the lichs, he is good at refining various magic props and alchemy potions, which is Corlund's real killer move. It does not care about borrowing external forces, but when paired with those magic props, Curlund's power can reach the upper-middle level of legend, which is also the pride of Curlund. Because the higher the level of the caster and the deeper the spell ring, the smaller the assistance it can bring. Curlund's magic equipment can still improve him so much after he enters the legendary realm. It does not mean that Curlund's own strength is weak, but instead proves his achievements in making magic equipment.

Curlund has always been proud of this, but this time, it found that the situation seemed to be different from what he imagined.

It sensed that a mage was peeping at it and its army. Then Colund took action to stop and attack, which was normal, and Colund was full of confidence in this. Because the reconnaissance spell is a very fragile spell. No matter which type of reconnaissance spell, its essence is to project the mental power of the spellcaster. The longer the distance, the larger the range, the more the mental power is consumed. However, no matter whether it is an undead or a living person, there is no continuous spiritual power to support it. This is like a kite that flies a line. No matter how high or far it flies, it will completely break the line as soon as it passes by.

But when Curlund blocked the opponent's reconnaissance and attacked, he felt the powerful force coming from the opponent's pen.

The pure, surging magic power was almost like a torrential rain, even caught Curlund off guard. If it hadn't been for its rapid response and immediately made a quick decision to stimulate the defensive accessories on its body, I'm afraid that Curlund himself would not be able to imagine what he would be like now. But at the same time, the lich was also secretly shocked in his heart. The holy soul was above, and just a counter-attack through mental power could have such powerful power. So if he faced the opponent in the face, would he have a chance of winning?

"The other party has a legendary mage."

Curlund lowered and whispered, as it reached out, and with the movement of the lich, the fragments of the broken crystal ball slowly floated into the air, and even the traces of burning by the flames could be seen. Curlund stretched out his hands, squinted his eyes, and carefully observed the crystal ball in front of him.

"Is it Ammond?"

At this moment, beside Curlund, a necromancer asked in surprise. The soul light in its eyes was much weakened. It was obvious that in the previous spell confrontation, this unlucky necromancer did not have as many life-saving props as Curlund's, which caused its strength to be greatly reduced, but this was pretty good. The other two necromancers who assisted Curlund in casting spells were too low, and they had completely transformed into a pile of ashes. From here, it can be seen how powerful the canary's counter-spray power is.

"Not Armond."

Curlund shook his head. It could feel the power of the pure flame. Armond was not a wizard with the flame element attribute, so this power could never be his. Not only that, in addition, Curlund also felt the traces of the wind element, which made it deeply confused and puzzled.

"That, that..."

At this moment, a timid voice came from the side. Curlund turned his head and saw not far away. A young blood-sucking mage wrapped in a black robe was looking at him hesitantly. He noticed the lich's gaze. The young blood-sucking mage subconsciously hugged the white cat in his arms and then spoke.

"………I, I once heard that under the hands of that young lord, there was a spellcaster who had entered the legendary realm... and she had also taken action in the previous battles."

"oh?"

Hearing this, the soul brilliance in the lich's eyes shook slightly, and it stared at the blood-sucking species in front of him. At this time, Curlund remembered that the blood-sucking species named Schrodinger had followed in the previous battle, but later he escaped by luck. This time, just in case, he also brought this guy with him. In order to obtain some information from him, it seems that his choice is correct.

"Really?"

"Yes, yes, sir."

Hearing the lich's inquiry, the young blood-sucking species replied in fear.

"When Master Saimen was about to launch the peak spell, but the girl's soul body suddenly appeared. Then I saw her reach out and directly destroy the peak spell that Master Saimen was ready to start launching...... It was also like this at that time. The surging, violent and shining fire almost swallowed everything. Even Master Saimen himself was seriously injured. That... I was also because of this, so......"

The blood-sucking species behind him stuttered and did not continue to say it. However, Curend also understood what he meant. Obviously, seeing that scene scared the blood-sucking species, he turned around and ran away, and escaped. He was not directly annihilated by the other party like Saimen and his poor subordinates. Originally, he would have been severely punished to escape in the face of battle, but since this unlucky blood-sucking species was the highest-level survivor, at least he could fully describe what happened, which allowed Schrodinger to save his life. If Curend had not been to go to the Fortress of Atonement to fight this time and needed someone familiar with it, I'm afraid that the blood-sucking species would have been thrown into the stone prison.

It seems that this battle will be difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, the lich narrowed his eyes. A mage at the peak of the legend is different from a warrior. The mage's powerful spell casting ability determines that they can manipulate the entire battle situation in many cases. For some reason, Curlund vaguely felt that the opponent's power seemed to be higher than the peak of the legend, but he couldn't tell what it was. After all, he was only at the level of the legend, and some things were not mastered by themselves and could not be understood.

But in addition, what made Curlund even more worried was another report. In that report, Schrodinger once mentioned that Saimen's immortal army suddenly lost its trace. Any legendary strong man could imagine that he was pulled into the Origin of Order, but...... can pull all the entire army into the Origin of Order? How powerful does it take? Even the Dragon Soul of Light can't do it.

Thinking of this, Curlund couldn't help but feel a little tricky. The Immortal Legion had been stationed here for so long, but still could not get detailed information about the other party. All the scouts he sent were discovered by the other party, and he had no idea how they did it. Curlund himself lost a precious corpse slave because of this. When he found that the young black-haired lord was trying to imprison his soul, Curlund was almost frightened and his soul flew away. If he had not given up decisively and turned around and ran away, the commander of the army would probably be replaced now. Because of this, Curlund never sent high-level troops who might be imprisoned by the soul to the front line for reconnaissance. Even the fortress itself could only use magic to observe from a distance, but the information that could be obtained in this way was naturally extremely limited.

Now, it seems that the other party is unwilling to be lonely and intends to fight back... But that's fine.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on the face of the lich. Then, he turned around and looked at his subordinates.

"My detection spell has been destroyed and cannot be used in a short period of time. I suspect that the other party will take the opportunity to send someone to investigate our whereabouts. You should immediately strengthen your defense around you and report any discoveries immediately."

Speaking of this, Curlund looked at the empty seat next to him, and a little dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"Where is Leo?"

"Reporting to the adults, they set out to leave the camp early in the morning and said they were going to complete their tasks."

"snort."

Hearing this, Curlund snorted coldly in dissatisfaction.

He had long disliked the lowly dark elves. Originally, Curlund had no good feelings for those black-skinned fallen people. If it weren't for Barund's request, he wouldn't have brought these dark-skinned fallen people here. Although the status of dark elves in the Kingdom of Night is higher than that of humans, in the eyes of undead creatures, they were still just slaves and toys. Curlund had long suspected that these dark elves had other purpose here, but these had nothing to do with him.

He still focuses on his own affairs first.

Rhodes stopped.

He looked around attentively. At this moment, there was almost no trace of light in the dim woods. The dark dragon soul protection almost obscured all the light in the sky. Only the bright red blood moon was still hanging high in the air. Seeing this scene, Rhode felt a little fantastic, because on the other side, the sun was shining brightly at this moment, and they had just crossed the dividing line and had already arrived in the eternal dark night. It seemed that science and the world were completely inseparable.

The bright red and dim blood light shone down, and the dark shadows formed by the interlaced and dense dry branches became more blurred. Rhode walked quietly on the snow, his movements were light and rapid, as if he was sliding across the snow. He could not even see footprints on the white snow behind him. This was not difficult for Rhode, especially after entering the legendary realm, Rhode found that his agility was so high that he could use "light skills" such as "step on the snow without traces" anytime and anywhere.

Selestina, who was following him, didn't need to worry about this problem. From the black wings spreading behind the girl, you can tell that she didn't need to touch the ground at all.

"In this direction, go a little further... and you'll be there after you cross that hill."

Rhode flashed, staying on a rock, then he raised his head, his sharp eyes penetrated the darkness, and with the help of the information that the Canary had told him before, he looked at the dead hillside on the other side, which was desolate and barren, with white snow and gray stones appearing intersecting, and at first glance, it seemed empty. But Rhode knew that it was not that simple. Even through sensing, he had noticed the "dead people" lurking under the snow and the demon eyes hidden in the dark woods, which indirectly proved that Rhode had chosen the right path, and they were getting closer and closer to the location of the Immortal Legion.

"It's really troublesome, those low-level undead creatures are still just as annoying."

Selestina frowned and snorted in dissatisfaction. The girl hugged her arms, and her bright red eyes were filled with obvious dissatisfaction. "What are you going to do? Master? Why don't we kill directly? Isn't this what you are best at?"

"us……………"

Rhode turned his head and was about to say something to Selestina, who was sternly looking to him, as if he had owed her millions of gold coins, suddenly his expression moved, and then Rhode made several gestures quickly. Seeing Rhode's gesture, Selestina nodded slightly, and then dark smoke burst out from her instantly. After a moment, the figure of the devil disappeared, and Rhode also slid to the side, completely integrating into the shadow between the two trees.

And at this moment, several figures suddenly jumped down from the air and quietly came to Rhodes's vicinity. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!