Nora's loud and high-pitched declaration echoed for a long time in this empty and vast hall, and only occasionally came a few faint echoes in the far place.

However, the "king" hidden in the darkness, at the center of the hall, did not react at all. After a long time, he let out a faint sigh of exhaustion:

"Humble creature... Why are you so obsessed? How many years have you been to this plane, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years? Although this time is not long, it is enough for you to understand many things in the dark eternal night. Are you still obsessed with the human struggle for power and interests, and the complexity of grievances and resentment?"

Norana's face covered with black scales could not see any fluctuations of joy or anger, but she just replied lightly: "I am here not to listen to your long-lasting advice, nor to answer any of your questions. However, I have been here for a long time, and it has been enough to make me tired and make me want to return to my original plane thousands of times."

The "king" in the dark seemed to move for a moment, making a rustling sound of metal collision, and then calmly said: "So, since you have lived here for a long time, why do you still have to be attached to the intrigues in that chaotic plane? I said that your understanding of the origin of power is definitely rare in the world, especially if you cultivate necromancers to such a high level, I am afraid that it is unique in your human society, right?"

The voice of the "King" always had a faint majesty and a little anger, as if it was blaming, or sighing: "You can continue to accumulate your necromancer in this plane and become a powerful man who is dominating the ground. If you do something too much, we "Kings" will not do anything, but will welcome you and bring vitality and vitality to this dead world."

"And as I predicted, as this continues, the fastest thing is, maybe in just tens of thousands of years, you can become the next king. So, why are you so anxious? If you are against us now, what can you get if you win a little bit? It's just killing the chicken to get an egg, which is quick for a moment. There are seven 'kings' you want, and there are seven 'enlightenment stones' you want. Do you think you can fight against the power of the entire plane with your own strength?"

Nora did not waver or hesitate at the long-term discourse of the "king", but instead sneered: "You don't need to say this in front of me. You are probably very clear that my choice was finally determined when you stepped into the main entrance of this hall. Haha... Although you so-called "kings" are just rulers of this humble plane, they look very arrogant and arrogant. I am very strange, why do you have to talk to me so much?"

Nora said, gently flapping her contrasting black and white wings, not afraid of the majesty and pressure emitted by the "king", and slowly floated forward.

The deep, red eyes, as bright as the sea of ​​blood, stared at the square stone platform in front of him, and the slightly rotating crimson stone - the enlightenment stone.

As if he sensed the strong desire and murderous intent in Nora's heart, the enlightenment stone actually began to rotate slightly without wind automatically. The ugly shell, like a directly torn shell, began to shine brightly and darkly inside - just like some power waiting for it, began to activate the inside of the stone. Some sleeping lurking genes were reawakened to vitality and vitality.

Nora looked away from the "Inspiration Stone" and looked back at the position of the "King" in the dark. At this time, it was not known whether it was because of the change in the angle of the light or the slight change caused by the "Inspiration Stone". The place where the "King" made a sound was already faintly visible, and a general outline could be seen in the faint glow.

It was a huge platform behind the round stone table. The platform was very tall and majestic, with countless skeletons and white bones embroidered on the stone steps above.

The surface area is very vast and wide. In the highest place, it is a little bit unclear enough. Only a few can be seen roughly, it is a huge throne, sitting there alone.

Nora's steps did not stop at all, but ignored the threat of warning and the pressure of powerful momentum, and forced forward in a crowded and firm manner. On the platform opposite, there was another sigh from the dim throne, and the "King" seemed to be about to say something again.

However, at this time, Nora's tone suddenly increased, and she asked a loud question: "Why are you afraid to face me head-on? Why are you constantly delaying time? You don't have to hide it anymore. Although you don't know what it is, I can clearly feel that you are not in the best state! Are you weak? Are you hurt or in a special period? I don't care, but you don't need to delay time anymore. Accept my challenge!"

silence.

After Nora's aggressive shouting, there was a long, silent silence and silence. There was no reaction in the throne on the platform. This made Nora feel a little guilty, so she continued: "Since you know my instinct for the origin of power, you should have expected why I was the first to come to you. I have carefully calculated and observed that from the intensity of the breath of death, the mountain you are in is completely different from that of other kings!"

The small figure floating in the air trembled slightly due to excitement, and a faint reflection halo was also rendered on the black scales. Correspondingly, the flapping frequency of the pair of black and white wings was also slightly faster than usual.

Nora paused, as if she was soothing and relaxing the mood of her clothes just now. After a moment, she continued to say mercilessly: "Since I have some sense, I will never hesitate. Fortunately, God is helping me. Soon after, I successfully obtained the coordinates of another plane. When I came to the top of the peak, outside your castle, when I saw that you did not show your true body, but just threatened me to retreat with words, I had already made complete affirmation. You didn't want to - or can't, and you were powerless to resist, right?"

"Oh... a smart man..." After a long time in the throne on the platform, the majestic voice came again: "Maybe you guessed it right, there was a small mistake. I was not in the best state, and there was no need to hide it. But I am not delaying the time. Even if I want to recover, it will not be at this moment. I sincerely feel sorry for you. Your power has grown so rapidly and your spiritual sense is so terrible. In time, it will definitely bring endless changes to this plane of death."

Nora stopped, and her body floating still, and a hint of unexplained feeling surged in her heart - after all, this "king" has a high status in the world of death, and it is very rare to be so accommodated and tolerant of herself. So she replied seriously: "Thank you for your praise and kindness, but our path is completely uninterrupted to both sides. I can no longer wait. The life in that plane is not as long as here. A hundred years will be like petals floating in the wind, fleeting. Therefore, I must return as soon as possible."

"Well... or not... I just don't understand why those humans whose lives are short and like ants have so many persistent thoughts..." The voice of the "King" in the throne brought a lot of desolation and loneliness. Nora stopped in her ears, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, because most people would treat magic martial artists as "an emotional killing machine", and the "King" actually imply that he is a human.

But then, the voice of the "King" immediately returned to peace. The feeling of loneliness and loneliness was swept away. Instead, it brought endless pressure and momentum: "But, even if you feel my weakness, do you think you can easily defeat me? You underestimate the power of the King too much. Don't say that I am not as powerful as before, even if I am several times weak, you still won't have any chance of winning!"

"Buzz..." The king's voice was swinging around, and with a slight buzzing sound, under Nora, a light red, light-covered wall suddenly rose at a rapid speed!

Although Nora reacted quickly and retreated quickly at the critical moment, she was still attacked by the light wall that broke into the corner and hit the edge of her flesh. Her black and white wings opened wide with a loud "Pula..." to maintain her body's balance.

"Hu..." Nora sighed with a long sigh and sighed inwardly for the luck. Sure enough, the lean camel was bigger than a horse. Although this "king" was weakened as expected, he still could not be careless or underestimated.

He looked at it intently and saw that the light wall in front of him was more like a protective light cover, which was firmly protected and fixed to the inside in a huge arc shape from the circular tabletop to the high platform.

The light wall emits a dark red color, just like the enlightenment stone, emitting a rich, bright and dark flickering. It looks solid and stable, unlike a defensive measure that can be easily broken.

Nora frowned, feeling something was wrong, so she shook her head gently and let out a soft whistle like a whistle.

Dozens of dead creatures immediately surged out from behind the light shield - these were the only fruits of the huge waves of the sand in Nora's huge necromance. The energy and vitality of these necromance were among the best among the same kind. But they were all scarred and looked exhausted.

In particular, they are still facing one of the kings, one of the rulers of the entire world of death. Some of them are timid, shivering and shaking, and even making a gentle, painful sob.

Nora stretched out his little hand covered by black scales and gently made a move in the air. The huge black battle spear immediately jumped into his palm as if it were vitality.

Then, he pointed his gun at the crimson wall of light, and the remaining necro creatures immediately rushed towards the light cover!

"Sizi..." "Ah..." A sound of burning and scorching came. As Nora expected, these undead creatures, as soon as they touched the red light shield, immediately burned and burst, tumbling and twisting in pain, then turned into charred black and could no longer move.

Nora nodded, and already understood the power of this protective light wall - this is a defensive magic array condensed by the power of the "Inspiration Stone".

The "Inspiration Stone" was originally the source of the power of these kings. Although the king in front of him was not as powerful as it was, the use of the stone to borrow the power was not discounted. If he wanted to break this wall cover, he would definitely pay a huge price, but now, he no longer had room to retreat!

A trace of cold murderous intent and determination flashed in the blood-red eyes. Nora did not look at the throne of the profound, nor did she hesitate for a moment. With a sharp roar, the small figure turned into a black cold light and rushed towards the light shield with all her might!

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Roy suddenly felt a jump in his heart, and immediately stopped and looked at the surrounding environment suspiciously - everything was exactly the same as when he just entered the cave. The soil on the walls was not drier or wet, but the occasional green vines and weeds grew, which added a bit of desolate atmosphere here.

After confirming again that there was no change around, Roy slowly let go of his heart. However, the strong hidden worries and unknown premonition just now were still not completely expelled from his mind.

He also thought about whether the palpitations that had just happened to Nora's death plane, but he had no way to verify it.

Because his space magic has not reached the level of perfection, and being able to shuttle through the plane is already a great achievement. It is impossible for him to be able to transport his soul at will at any time, even at the moment of fighting, just like Nora.

If he wants to explore the situation of the Nora plane now, he must, like the previous few times, have enough rest time when the night is quiet, and be completely unprepared, to successfully enter the state of meditation in the turbulent space, and thus act in the storm of space turbulence.

But the current situation obviously does not allow him to do this. Because time is already very tight, and little by little time is related to the lives of himself and his companions.

Knight Roy should have been very happy now, because he had just seen three clear dots from the map covered by the disk he was carrying - "Yayu" in the magic bottle, which had already lit up slightly in three corners of the pentagram pattern.

Roy couldn't help but smile bitterly. Three of the five people seemed to have successfully completed the task, reached the end of the cave, and prepared to open the last mechanism. However, he actually became a drag character, which was a bit ridiculous.

Thinking of this, he suddenly accelerated his pace and wanted to run forward as soon as possible, because he could clearly feel that the fluctuations of the wind element ahead were gradually weakening - he might be about to reach his destination.

Suddenly, his feet paused, and his keen sense of fighting smell made him smell an unusual breath of danger.

Sure enough, with a "bang...", a huge deep pit burst unexpectedly in front of him. A dozen almost transparent "wind demons" quickly approached Roy with the whistling sound of the wind!

Sweeping thousands of troops! Roy was ready. The "Demon-Slaying Sword" swung with great might, and a huge arc of light was drawn, which turned the row of "Wind Demons" in front of him, rolled several times, and fell staggeringly.

This move uses a sword as a gun, and it is still inspired by Glory. However, because the "Demon-Slaying Sword" is not as long as the Knight's sword and its power is slightly weak, it is still limited when used.

But facing these "wind demons" that can be overcome with only soft tricks is the most appropriate one. Moreover, there are too many "wind demons" that came at the same time just now, and in desperation, they can only respond in this way.

Roy waved his hand and then took the time to observe the "wind demon" in front of him. When he saw it, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Roy looked closely and saw that all the creatures, called "Wind Demon" by Butterfly Dance, were close to transparent, but there was a hazy black line outline on the outermost layer. Their bodies were filled with faint wind elements, constantly flowing in the entire skin, blowing their vitality and fighting spirit.

Judging from the appearance, these "wind demons" are not big. They are generally similar to those monkeys and little monkeys jumping in the trees in the forest. They are also good at moving flexibly, and they look light and fluttering, as if they have no weight or support. At their feet, they are not stepping on the ground, but are floating slightly in the air.

I saw that the size of these "wind demons" was larger than what I had encountered in the hall of the "Wendy Temple" before. The color was purer and transparent, and the endless ripples of wind element can be seen in the body.

Judging from the number, although they have been moving rapidly, it can be seen that there should be about twenty. It seems that the "wind demons" seem to know that they are the soul figures in the team, so they have invested a lot.

However, Roy has now been considered a battle-hardened person and is in danger, so he is not anxious or confused.

"Breaking the Sky Slash!" Seeing the flight route of a "wind demon", Roy took the initiative to attack. The force of the slash was neither light nor heavy, and it just swept the transparent body in the air into a stream of wind.

Roy was unstoppable and shouted angrily. The "Demon-Slaying Sword" rolled up dazzling arcs of light and rushed into the "Wind Demon" group for a moment, causing the airflow of the wind element to be chaotic.

Roy was secretly proud of himself and his movements became even more sharp and quick with his own strength. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

After careful observation, it turned out that the "wind demons" were silent and formed a huge encirclement, trapping him in the center. In the gentle croaking sounds, a faint pink mist spread in their own vision.

Roy felt something was wrong in his heart. He vaguely felt that the pink fog was absolutely extraordinary. He was about to hold his breath, but his mind sank, and then he quickly lost consciousness.

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When he returned to this small yard again, Roy couldn't help but sigh in his heart that things changed. All the furnishings in the courtyard seemed to be exactly the same as when he was a child.

The deep well in the middle still smelled of rotten water rust, and the messy spider webs by the wall were darkened with buckets of water, crawling with yellow vines, moss, and fungi. It seemed that over the years, nothing had changed.

This is where Roy learned and practiced martial arts with Master Patton since he was a child. The naughty little Roy has been pestering his guardian knight, Uncle Patton, since he was four years old, begging him to teach him the skills necessary to become a warrior.

At the beginning, Patton obviously disagreed. First, the child was too young, and then he knew clearly that Roy would go to the Lannister Empire Magic Academy in the future and become a magician.

But I don’t know whether it was Roy’s sincerity that moved him, or whether the life of the Knight Patton’s own was too monotonous, or whether seeing that the child had such a little samurai talent, Patton finally agreed to the child’s request and became Roy’s master.

This small courtyard is where the two of them teach and practice. This is Roy's exclusive courtyard, and the servants generally dare not disturb him. Over the past six years, Roy has grown taller and stronger, and his martial arts have also improved significantly.

Roy clearly remembers that it was here that he made sandbags, practiced his strength, and learned martial arts concepts and moves, constantly condensed his fighting spirit, and used a small wooden sword to deal with Master Patton...

The excitement when I just condensed my fighting spirit and the joy of learning the slashing skills seemed to be right in front of me as if it had just happened.

This teaching lasted for six years. Roy showed a natural keen intuition and understanding of martial arts. Before going to Magic Academy at the age of ten, although he was limited to his age and his strength, he also became a third-level warrior. This made Patton's face that had been sad and sad also showed a happier smile.

Roy gently stepped on the crisp leaves and branches under his feet and walked inside the Wendy Temple. With the experience of opening the door in another world, he was very worried before that he would be as full of bones and debris as in the world of death, which was so terrifying and scary. However, these worries have now disappeared, because the scene in front of him was completely different from what he imagined.

The Temple of Wendy is not so much a building as a huge greenhouse. There are green green plants everywhere, fine branches and willow branches, covering every dark corner. The grass dances gently like blue waves, and the flowers exudes the fragrance of a round sinner. There are even gurgling news flowing under the fountain on both sides of the temple, and dense crimson petals drift on it.

The slight breeze blows through the lush and dense trees peacefully and quietly, making a rustling sound. The fragrant fragrance of flowers dilutes the cool and intoxicating intoxication, and is filled with a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of tranquility, comfort and tranquility.
Chapter completed!