"It seems... something is not very good?"

The White Tiger shot and flew over the officer Yonghui who was rushing over, took a deep breath, took two steps back, and whispered.

She has been fighting bloody and has been silently paying attention to the battle situation in the sky. When Jin and Kura arrived, the pressure of Baihu dropped sharply, which allowed her to focus more on the battle between the three demigods. Or rather, Durand.

Just now, Durand had already forced the Paladin and Merlin to a desperate situation, and was only one step away from killing the two of them under the knife, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped and let the gray airflow that emerged from somewhere rescue the person.

Durand is not the kind of person who gives up easily. Baihu knows this very well, so she knows that Durand must have encountered big trouble, so big that he has to stop for the time being.

Hederson killed the enemy not far from the White Tiger. He looked up and said indifferently: "There is nothing good to look at. Even if something happens, can you and I still rush up to help?"

"But……"

The white tiger bit her lips gently, and she vaguely had a bad premonition, perhaps not a premonition, but a strange physiological feeling. She is the body of the sun elf, with pure light power, and is very sensitive to all darkness and evil. In the direction of the Pure White Holy Tower, she vaguely felt a very awkward aura that made her quietly rise.

Baihu suddenly noticed that Kent, who was not far from the other side, looked different and couldn't help but shout: "Kent, what do you think?"

Kent was looking up at the gray airflow in the sky wrapped in the Paladin and Merlin away.

"It's strange... it's so strange." Kent's brows were tightly connected together, muttering to himself in confusion. "Why do I always feel that the attributes of the gray airflow are quite similar to my power? It's not a pure necromancer, but not a pure lich power, but a combination of the two...but it's much stronger than mine."

Before Kent transformed himself into a lich, he was a necromancer in the holy realm across the continent.

Looking at the gray airflow in the air, Kent felt his body stiffen, because although the power exuded a strong aura of death that was the same as the necromancer and the lich, it was stronger than Kent's imagination.

There is another person who feels more deeply than Kent, that is Rhodes.

Rhodes are not necromancers, nor are they lichs. Naturally, he would not have too deep feelings about the aura of death in the gray airflow, but his current state is very strange. He feels like he is... afraid of something.

"Damn it, what's going on?!" Rhode, who had always been calm, cursed in his heart with a little anxious.

...

...

“…under your nose?”

Durand's face was cold, and his dark eyes calmed down a little bit. After a moment of silence, he said, "Your Majesty, are you kidding me? Also, who is yours? When you last fought, your strength was far inferior to that of now."

In the Battle of Wudalian Fort, the man in black robe overcame the Paladin, and finally suffered a great loss under Durand. At that time, he gave Durand the impression that he was superb in soul means. He had hidden his head and tail, but his actual combat power was not very good at all.

If you really want to compare, the black-robed man at that time was not even as good as Meilin!

However, just now, his means to rescue the Paladin and Merlin, as well as the means to lock the Orange Flame Ghost Slash, have completely surpassed the Paladin with strong combat power. It makes Durand, who is in the Bloodline Realm, feel a fatal threat.

The huge contrast between strength before and after made Durand confused.

Was it the last time that the man in black robe deliberately concealed most of his strength? Or did he have some major breakthroughs during this period?

"Hehe...hehehehe..."

The man in black robe suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter was strange and ultimate pleasure without any concealment, but his smile was really perverted and gloomy. Durand's scalp numbed slightly and his eyes narrowed subconsciously.

The man in black robe who didn't know where to hide was still laughing: "Hehe, hehe, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

He finally burst into laughter, and his voice rang out directly in Durand's mind, making Durand a little dizzy.

Durand hummed heavily, his tone became obviously impatient, and said coldly: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I...hahaha...I laughed at you for being stupid! Hahaha!" The man in black robe was so angry that he laughed, "I said everything, just under your nose, you can't even find me. It's so stupid! Last time in the Battle of Wudalian Fort, weren't you very arrogant? Well? And just now, you fought against two half-gods alone, aren't you very arrogant and invincible? Come find me!!"

Although he could not see the traces of the man in black, judging from his words and tone, this guy was already a little crazy. He felt as if he was knocked out by the sudden ecstasy, and he began to speak crazy nonsense.

The man in black robe in my impression is not like this.

At this moment, Durand stood tall and was not far from him. There were several deep scars on the sacred tower, which were the marks left by Durand when he fought with the Paladin just now.

Durand calmed down and felt it seriously for a moment, suddenly looked down and looked down. Just below him was a small outbuilding next to the base of the Pure White Holy Tower. It should have been as pure and flawless as the Holy Tower, but at this time in Durand's eyes, the buildings were faintly glowing with a strange gray.

With a look of silence in his eyes, Durand said coldly: "So that's it. Is this what you call 'under the nose'?"

"Oh, you finally found out."

The man in black robe was silent for a moment, still with a smile in his tone, "But don't be proud, Durand, this is not something you discovered by your own eyes, but... it is something I let you discover!"

Durand was too lazy to waste his talk with the man in black who was in a bad state. His eyes flashed with a sharp look, and his body suddenly accelerated and fell down. His head and feet were as hard as nails and heaved them into the complex.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

Durand's figure was submerged in the smoke and dust. After a moment, he suddenly exclaimed: "Damn it! What's this fucking thing?" The drifting smoke and dust suddenly dissipated, and Durand shot out from it like a snake and scorpion. He flew out for a distance before turning his head with an ugly look.

The building had completely collapsed, but the soil, rocks and rubble were moving, arching and arching, as if something was emerging from the ground.

The gray was even more intense, and the smell of rancid became stronger. In the end, it was so strong that Durand couldn't stand it anymore. He never thought that the simple smell would have such great power that it even made him a little dizzy!

finally……

Amid the rumbling sound, a gray thing arched a large area of ​​ruins and rubble, slowly emerged from the ground, and finally fell into Durand's sight.

It was a huge claw.

There are three fingers on the claws, which look like the claws of some kind of giant beast. The claws cover a large area. Just a single claw is slapped and pressed, occupying the entire ruin, which is very visually oppressive.

In addition to being huge, this unknown claw has a distinctive feature—

It is rotten.

The claws were so decayed that they could not see their original color, they were gray. The surface was dry and wrinkled. The fingertips should have been as sharp as a knife. At this moment, they were standard blunt knives. One of the fingers had the greatest degree of decay and had rotten to the bones. The rotten flesh hung on the still-intact finger bones, which was indescribable and disgusting.

When it appeared, the odor was so strong that it had reached the terrifying level that Durand had to hold his breath!

"Is this... a lich?" Durand stared at the giant claw that was motionless after appearing. He murmured.

The claws obviously have no activity. They are surrounded by gray mist, emitting the stench of the corpse, and they also exudes a strong breath of death. Durand is also familiar with this aura.

——He thought of Kent's Lich Body.

The two have many similarities. If Kent's body is a complete lich body, then the giant claws in front of him should be called the lich claws. They are both creations of the necromancer.

"Lich" is a general term, which refers to the puppet lives transformed by evil undead spells after the death of a living body. Most of them have no souls, and of course there are exceptions. The common point is the strong physical strength and a long life period.

"Let me guess..."

Durand had recovered his calmness and stared at the giant claws and said slowly, "...This thing should be part of the corpse of some powerful creature after death. As a result, you transformed it into a lich with the Lich technique and used it as a weapon?"

"I guessed it well." The man in black robe did not hide his praise, but his tone was a little crazy and exaggerated.

Durand thought for a while and continued to ask: "The only one who can use the Lich Transformation Art may be the Necromancer. So, are you indeed a Necromancer?"

"I can only say... it was."

A bulge suddenly bulged on the giant claws, gradually rising up, and finally turned into the man in black robe that had not appeared. His upper body was still in human form, still shrouded in the loose black robe, wearing a hat. However, below his waist, it was completely integrated with the giant claws, as if it had grown on it.

Such a strange scene made Durand even more alert.

However, at this time, he was more calm than before. At least the source of the danger was clear. The man in black robe finally showed up. It was better than not knowing the opponent's background at all before.

Durand quickly sorted out the information in his mind. The man in black robe was a necromancer, and there was no doubt about this. This guy was probably the same as Kent. He was originally a necromancer, but he turned himself into a body of a lich. Later, he got this giant claw from somewhere, transforming the giant claw into a lich claw, and merging it with himself.

This is something that only a madman can do.

It can be said that the giant claws are both weapons of the man in the black robe, and they are also part of the man in the black robe. Is this the "plan" that was repeatedly mentioned by the Paladins and the man in the black robe before?

Durand was silent for a long time, and the man in black seemed to be sure to win, and he was not in a hurry.

Finally, Durand spoke again and broke the silence: "What I am very curious about is... what kind of creature is this claw?"
Chapter completed!