Stepping into the door, the space shifted, and Moriarty was already on an empty black plain.
The Alchemy Godhead can tell that this is not the lower plane Heines where the "Crown of Poisonous Fire" is located, but should belong to some unknown mysterious level in the world of Nigon.
In the distance, a majestic castle stands in the center of the plain. Like a silent giant, suppressing the entire space. According to Fanny's memory, the head of the Demon King and the "Crown of Hell" are stored in the castle.
It has been sealed for hundreds of years. But after she entered, she triggered a certain setting, which caused the original seal to loosen, and the changes began...
Just as Moriarty's figure was stable in the space, suddenly, a slight but unconcealable wave spread from his position to the entire plain.
Immediately, as if this dangerous outsider had been discovered, a dark storm suddenly rose on the otherwise dead plain. At the same time, terrifying dark energy erupted and vibrated in the castle, like an invisible alarm bell, sweeping across all directions. Until the entire city was shaken.
The plains are boiling, and the surging dark force emerges from the void, surging and flooding in this unbridled land.
"The seal has indeed completely disintegrated, and the darkness has turned so serious!"
Looking at the sudden dark storm, Moriarty sighed.
Obviously, the demon king's head combined with the "Crown of Hell" has incredible and terrifying abilities, which can continuously pollute and assimilate the material plane of other attributes. If this situation is allowed to develop, maybe a Nigon will appear in thousands of years.
If the crack is directly connected to the hell world, then the entire underground world will suffer a catastrophe.
In just a few breaths, in the dark energy tide, demon warriors appeared on the plain one after another like phantoms, turning from virtual to real in the blink of an eye, turning into real demons. At the same time, a huge figure emerged from the distant castle.
The figure floated into the air. It was as if a demonic god came to the dark plain, and received the full echo and blessing of the dark force here.
The next moment, the huge figure lowered its head and turned. A pair of eyes full of pain, hatred, greed, desire and other emotions fell on the intruder.
For a moment, Moriarty felt as if something terrible was coming over him, and as if hell had come to suppress him. Especially the power of those extreme emotions were like all-pervasive insects, burrowing into his body and heart from all directions, and even directly attacking him.
soul.
"boom!"
Immediately, the flames of hell ignited around Moriarty, and the two pairs of black flame wings spread out with all their strength, forming a circular tent to isolate the sight.
At this time, Moriarty looked up and looked at the source of terror. He saw that the huge figure was actually made of energy structure. Only the dark gold crown and the fuzzy head hidden in the crown were truly material.
real thing.
"He is worthy of being a demon king comparable to a god. Even if he has died long ago, the remaining head can still summon the dark force to form a new body on its own. Coupled with the incredible power of the crown, we have a true king.
It's a bit of 'style'. It's a pity that after all, it is the remains of a dead body and soul. As long as the wisdom is not reopened, it can only act according to the chaotic instinct of the devil, and it is not invincible."
Purple purifying flames burned in his eyes, and Moriarty's gaze was dim. It also made the prince's head feel an indescribable tremor.
Then, a roar like thunder boomed in the air, and thousands of demon warriors on the plain rushed towards Moriarty like a bursting tide, trying to completely submerge it.
"The dead sleeping deep underground, please temporarily leave the embrace of eternal death, obey my orders, and use your decaying body to once again send out the most deafening cry to this world..."
In the center of the torrent, Moriarty suddenly knelt down on one knee, with a dark left hand gently brushing the dry sand of the black plain, as if caressing the softest body. At the same time, he chanted a curse in a clear voice.
Another huge piece of gray mist emerged inexplicably, covering the earth and sky, exuding a pure and profound rhythm of death.
That is the specialized level negative energy field.
The next second, the flat black land suddenly boiled like ocean waves. The vast and ancient aura of the dead that contained disgust for all living things rose from the ground like smoke, forming a "land of death" with a radius of one kilometer.
". Then, skinny arms stretched out from the black soil. The author stretched towards the sky and squeezed them fiercely with his claws or fingers, as if he wanted to strangle the throat of fate again.
In just a blink of an eye, countless skeletons, zombies, and ghosts returned to the earthly world from the depths of the underground, and in the name of Summoner Moriarty, they fought back towards the sweeping demon army.
"It is worthy of being an underground world. The number of bones of past generations accumulated in the soil has reached such a large number. It is really the natural home of the 'Deep Undead Summoning Technique'."
With the continuous release of three levels of mutated necromancy, Moriarty's undead army has expanded to a terrifying size, enough to compete with thousands of demons. At the same time, auxiliary necromancy spells such as "Fish and Bone Synergy" are also constantly being cast instantly.
This makes the undead army's offense and defense uniform, forming a disciplined whole, which makes up for the shortcomings of individual undead being inferior to the demon warriors, and in turn continuously kills the demons above them mercilessly.
But the strange thing is that no matter how fierce the fighting is, how much corpses are piled up on the battlefield, and rivers of blood flow, neither the demons nor the undead make a sound, as silent as death, as if they are co-starring in a shocking pantomime. And from beginning to end, the Maharaja
The head just floated above the castle, motionless, like the most attentive audience.
Correspondingly, Moriarty also stayed where he was, ignoring the fierce battle in front of him.
About half an hour later, all the demon warriors on the plain were killed in battle. The undead army, on the other hand, became stronger and stronger due to the continuous "support" of fresh demon flesh, flesh and bones. Many other undead warriors were rapidly improved in strength during the battle, and they were already
High-level units such as lichs and death knights gradually appeared.
However, the prince just turned a blind eye to the complete defeat of his own army.
When the last demon warrior was surrounded by several skeletons and stabbed into a leaky bag with a bone sword, a black light suddenly swept across the plain. Above the castle, behind the prince's head, a black ball suddenly emerged, as if
A rotating planet. On the ball, countless strong or weak dark auras came out of it, and the number was so numerous that it was impossible to count. Then, the black ball suddenly opened like a nest, and there were a large number of seeds.
Black dots like black dots spewed out from it, falling on the plain like raindrops, and in a blink of an eye they turned into new demons. The aura of some of the demons even resembled the thirteenth level of the Ultimate. (To be continued.)
