The corrosive black mist covered the sky, but facing two fourth-level mages, the black mist was still far from enough.

The pale green flames around the founder burned away the black mist, and a thick white line extended behind him. In just one breath, he was once again covered by the endless black mist, and returned to his original appearance.

"How is it?" the founder lowered his voice. Although the loss here is not too great, considering that there may be fourth-level or nearly fourth-level demon corpses, it is still important to save mana and mental power.

"You old guy, why are you so anxious? How long has it been?"

"Thirty minutes! You have to know that the reincarnated ones are rushing back to the Shadow Academy headquarters to wait for us."

"Even if it is, don't get too excited. I think it's almost over now."

In the big devil's right hand, there is a huge white bone claw, and a faint fishy smell is mixed in it. If you look closely, you can find a very thin thread stretching into the distance.

Tsk~~

A gleam flashed through his eyes, and he said with surprise on his face: "Yes, the other party is right in front."

"Really?" The founder was also very excited, finally arriving.

On a barren grassland, there are undulating lilac plants of troll grass. A dense leaf of monster grass covers a gray cave. It is pitch dark inside, and you can only vaguely feel a strong sense of danger.

On both sides of the woods stood a dozen purple-gold-skinned demon corpses, and another golden-skinned demon corpse.

They stood there, wandering back and forth in boredom. This was the king's residence, and it was usually very quiet. There were no other humans or the hostile Demonic Corpse King at all.

"Is this here?" A voice suddenly sounded, mixed with a touch of happiness.

"Of course." followed by another voice.

The group of demonic corpses were stunned for a moment, not expecting any sound in the air. When they saw two black-robed mages suddenly appearing in front of them, they all became angry and pounced on the founder and the big devil. The third-level demonic corpses moved together, and he knew they could enter

The humans here must be very powerful, but my strength is already on par with the top level of humans. I believe I can easily kill the two people in front of me.

The big devil chuckled lightly, and a black crystal ball appeared in the palm of his hand. A faint green mist floated, and from time to time ghosts cried and howled like a dream. He laughed and said: "Although I don't have a magic weapon as powerful as the gold watch witch, this

The soul-controlling magic weapon obtained from the ancient ruins is still very useful, and your souls can be used as fertilizer to cultivate."

He threw it lightly, and the crystal ball flew to the center of the group of demon corpses with a screeching sound, and a burst of shrill screams broke out. Many demon corpses saw that their already ulcerated skin suddenly melted like liquid, and the skin layer by layer

The layers peeled off, revealing scarlet muscles and white bones, and even the eyeballs fell off.

The crystal ball rotated rapidly, like an invisible whirlpool tearing at the soul of the demon corpse. The light blue and almost transparent ghosts were pulled out and put into the crystal ball.

There is a long mountain wall corridor in the dark cave, with several five demon corpses guarding the four corners. Among them, there is a demon corpse guarding the outside of a stone door. Behind it is the third-level top demon corpse room. After a rest, the short

The Demonic Corpse King felt that he was already very close to the fourth level.

There is a protruding rock in the middle of the empty cave, and a pile of bones are placed on the ground.

He sighed: "Hey, there is no decent opponent." After saying this, his face changed slightly. He had just broken the connection with a golden-skinned demon corpse, and this connection was with the guard outside the door.

"No, what's going on?" The short Demon Corpse King was puzzled for a while.

At this moment, the stone door exploded, a large amount of lime debris scattered on the ground, and two slender figures walked out.

"Human?" The Demonic Corpse King's eyes narrowed, and the colors on his body flowed quietly, like water waves. Four or five green spikes grew out of his back, with viscous liquid dripping from the ends.

"It seems to be a top-level demon corpse of the third level, but it has a high growth rate. As long as it is given enough time, it may grow into a fourth-level or even top level. Fortunately, we discovered it quickly, otherwise it would be really dangerous.

"

"Hey, I wonder if I can be a demon pet. I'm very interested in a fourth-level demon pet." The big demon interrupted the founder's soliloquy and walked slowly towards the Demonic Corpse King with great interest. He didn't

He was afraid of the Demonic Corpse King in front of him, because he could seriously injure the opponent with just two spells.

"How can humans have a more powerful opponent than me? No, how is this possible?" The Demonic Corpse King's expression changed, and the four spikes from his back flew out one by one. He turned around and stabbed the nearest big demon's spike.

There is a thin wire behind the thorn that firmly connects the thorn to the nerves in the back.

"Humph, you're so cute." The big devil smiled and flicked his finger, and layers of round bone shields stood up in the air. The spikes pierced through these bone shields layer by layer. Unfortunately, when they passed through the fourth layer, they got stuck.

He couldn't move either.

When the Demonic Corpse King saw it, his expression changed. He knew that if the female mage from before took the blow, it would be a one-hit kill. The human in front of him only moved his hands to block the attack. What is his strength?

How strong or terrifying is it? The Demonic Corpse King doesn't know, he only knows that he has no ability to resist in front of the opponent.

bite……

After the big demon saw a thin thread disappearing in mid-air, he frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "It seems that it is impossible to conquer someone as a demon pet. There is a rule that restricts this behavior. Old guy, let's take action.

, to avoid making the other party grow up and become more terrifying."

"I've been waiting for your words." The founder moved his hand, and a thin snake with green fire scales flew over. Behind him, a blazing high temperature swept through the surroundings, dispelling the darkness and humidity. The big devil moved his hand, and four or five of them disheveled their hair.

The pale-faced resentful ghost rushed over. Two fourth-level mages joined forces, and the Demonic Corpse King had no ability to resist.

Afterwards, a faint fishy smell floated around.

The founder said: "I don't think there is only one kind of demon corpse. In the demon corpse area of ​​Nuoda, other demon corpses will definitely be born. It is best to ask the other two people to work together to deal with it. Clean them up every once in a while.

Look at the colorful demon corpses nearby. Once they grow to the point where they threaten us, it will be over."

"I understand what you said. Let's talk about it next time you summon them."

"Okay, let's talk about it then." The founder nodded and agreed.

They knew that there were too many meanings behind this riot of demon zombies, and that it involved a larger background. They and others had always been at the top of the mage colony, but even so, there was a danger of falling.

…………

On the other side, after Grant knew that he was going to the Shadow Academy headquarters to wait for them, he rode a speed snake and rushed there.

Golden sunlight shot out from among the thin clouds. A bunch of them fell on Grant, reflecting golden fluorescence. Grant was like a god on a towering throne, carrying a divine radiance.

He looked at the vast mountains in the distance, half of the sunset. The sparse huts and woods below gradually became dark and dim, like shadows. A group of knights in full armor were walking slowly on a winding path.

As we moved forward, it looked like we were returning to the small town.

Well, a trace of surprise flashed across Grant's eyes, and he looked very surprised.

After a while, he smiled lightly and said: "I didn't expect you to be here. I haven't seen you for more than four years. I still want to go over and chat with you. Haha."

Grant patted the speed snake on the back and flew over at low altitude.

He saw a small town below the woods, and a small river flowing from the woods next to it. In the clear river water, you could see little black dots flying around, and occasionally a few shining white light spots dazzled Grant's eyes.

…………

Good Town is a subordinate town of Lunion City.

In the evening, the remaining light of the setting sun shines on the rows of gray-white buildings, forming dark shadows on the back.

There are many green fruit trees planted on both sides of a tree-lined path. Their dense needle-tip leaves are lush and green, and they also emit a refreshing fragrance. They are a favorite plant of the town residents.

There were six people crowded on the road, white robes and black robes mixed together.

"Bah, Hailan, who do you think you are? You dare to steal a woman from Master Ian. It seems you don't want to live anymore."

Four mages dressed in black robes, with disdain and contempt on their faces, cursed. They looked at the handsome blond mage in front of them and felt unhappy. Last time, it was because this kid didn't do things properly, and he was punished by the young master. Thinking of this

There was a burst of haze and nameless anger in my heart.

Opposite him stood a mage in a white robe with blond hair hanging down his shoulders. Under the sun, his face had a faint golden light.

There were some purple marks on the corners of his mouth and cheeks, and there was a cut under his eyelids.

Hailan looked at the people in front of him unconvinced, his eyes filled with anger. He lowered his voice and said, "Carrie, are you okay now?"

"Well, no. Brother Hailan." Hiding behind him was a fair-skinned, delicate-looking girl who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. Her long, light-gold hair was tied up in a curvy pattern at the back of her head. Her eyes were

It was beautiful, like the pure sea, without a trace of human impurities. Hailan stood there, feeling Carrie's small breasts rubbing against her arms, and there was an unknown little fire burning in her heart.

"You guys killed my good friend, Carrie's brother. Now you want to harm her? Have you forgotten the system of the mage colony? Or do you think you are the system?" Hailan roared, now

You can only use the system to suppress the opponent. You are only in the middle of the first level, and there is no way to deal with the four mid-to-late first level mages in front of you.

"Haha, who do you think you are? The system can be said from your mouth, but you are right. Although we are not the system, our young master is the system. Do you understand?" A man with pale skin and lips said

The light purple mage said with disdain. He no longer knew how many people he had met who had said this. Unfortunately, in the mage world, strength always speaks. If you don't have strength, even the system will not move closer to you.

"you!"

Hailan's face was ugly, and his eyes showed a coldness. There was already a slight flow of elemental particles around his body, and he seemed to be ready to fight with the group of people in front of him at any time, even if he was seriously injured, he would still fight his way out.

Wow! Wow!

The four black-robed mages waved their hands, and a staff higher than a person's head appeared in mid-air, with black lines winding on its surface.

"Let's do it!" Hailan thought about it and was about to open her lips slightly.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Hailan, it's been a long time no see. I remember you told me last time you left me that you would come to the mage colony, but I didn't expect you to actually come. This time we want to have a good drink."

A black-robed mage suddenly appeared on the street. His face was slightly handsome, and his long linen hair reached his waist. He was wearing a calm smile. He didn't care that there were four or five black-robed mage standing on the left, as if they were nothing.

"Grant, you are Grant, right!" Hyland's face was filled with joy. He did not expect to meet a companion who had experienced danger together here. For a moment, he forgot about the situation in front of him.

The four mages lost their dignity, and one of them cursed: "Who do you think you are, standing here?"

Grant's eyes moved and he smiled slightly: "Are you talking about me?"

The mage originally wanted to curse you, but I don't know why. The other person's smile was very cold, and a chill suddenly spread from his back to his whole body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
To be continued...