Not many people know the identity of Spark, the supreme leader of the secret organization, and there are only a few people in the entire continent who are qualified to attend the funeral.
But even though there are only a few people, telling everyone's identity can scare people to death.
Anya and Ripple, who have not seen each other for a long time, Marquis Nicholas who comes uninvited, Imperial Princess Claudia who represents His Majesty the Emperor, and a mysterious man whose whole body is shrouded in darkness...
The funeral was simple but solemn. It ended slowly in solemnity and tranquility.
As soon as it was over, the mysterious man, whose details no one knew, took the lead and left without saying a word.
A cold smile appeared on Credia's face, her eyes looked unusual, she nodded towards Nilac, and left quickly;
Nicholas greeted Nilac "intimately" a few times and invited him to gather at the Marquis Mansion when he had time. After Nilac agreed, he turned around and left "reluctantly".
Lianyi and Anya came together and left together, but before leaving, Anya's words gave Nilac a little surprise.
"Since you have taken Spark's place, I hope you can participate in an operation in three months' time."
As soon as these words came out, it naturally meant that Anya and the other three strong men in the Sanctuary had accepted Nilac. Even though the Necromancer was determined, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. Once upon a time, the Sanctuary had no respect for the Necromancer.
Speaking of which, it is still a height that is only aspirational and unimaginable!
Lianyi already knew Nilac's identity, and smiled slightly: "Nicole, that little girl, I will have someone take good care of her."
Since knowing Ripple's true identity, Nilac has always been grateful to her. If it weren't for the Marcos family, if it weren't for Linda, I'm afraid something would have happened to little Nicole long ago...
Nodding towards Ripples gratefully, Nilac said softly: "Excuse me, please help me say thank you to Linda."
The two masters looked at each other and smiled, then turned and walked away.
After the funeral, it was naturally time for the Great Elder to officially take office.
As usual, in that dark secret room, the ten people with the highest status in the Hand of Dis slowly took their seats.
Since completing the Great Elder Trial, these elders have no reason to oppose Nilak taking over the position of Great Elder. At this time, Nilak has established a large branch in the Orc Empire alone. They have nothing to say, holding this meeting.
In fact, it's just a matter of going out of mode.
After saying a few words, with the strong support of the Ninth Elder, and the echoes of the Fourth Elder and the Tenth Elder, the other elders could not find any reason to object. Nilac slowly stood up and sat down on behalf of the Assembly.
On the throne of the elders.
As soon as he sat down on the dark chair, a chair exclusive to the Great Elder, a strong desire arose involuntarily from the heart of the Necromancer!
They are not in their position, and they do not seek political power, but once they sit on this supreme throne, this throne that controls almost all the information in the entire continent, how many people will be like saints and remain calm...
The Necromancer is obviously not a saint. The Necromancer's desire is even stronger than that of ordinary people, but his mental control is stronger. His desire has just arisen, but he has suppressed it again. There is no wave on his face, and even his eyes are as normal as usual.
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And in the observation of all the elders, Nilac's status in their hearts has suddenly risen. How many people can still be calm at such a juncture? The continent is so big, how many people there are.
The cutscene ended quickly, with Nilac taking over the position of great elder, and everyone else dispersed.
Except for the leisurely Ninth Elder, each of these people is a busy person, especially Queen Yao. The organization has just established its prototype, and there are still too many things that need to be completed by her personally.
After sending away Queen Yao and others, Nilac slowly handed over many matters to the "acting young woman".
The only person he trusts the most now is Audrey, a young woman who never leaves the house. And beside the young woman, there are Jesselle and several other reliable people whom Spark has entrusted to him to look after her, so he can rest assured.
Get away.
After staying at the headquarters for a week and leaving a message to Audrey, "We can start taking action soon," which filled the young woman's heart with surprise, Nilac left in a hurry. There was something even more important than the position of Great Elder.
Waiting for him.
More than half a year has passed, and the wizard's palace is still shrouded in the dark mist filled with the huge power of death.
At the top of the mountain, the air of death is thin, and no undead creature will run up innocently, and everything is quiet.
Suddenly, two black lights appeared in the distant sky. Looking closer, they turned out to be ghost dragons.
Carrying the necromancer and the servant corpse, the two ghost dragons flew over quickly, appeared above the mountain peak in the blink of an eye, and slowly landed in front of the palace.
Nilac waved his hand and sent them back to the other world, while the necromancer muttered a few spells, and the bone staff emitted purple light. Gradually, the black fog that enveloped the palace converged, and he quickly shrank into the palace.
The palace door slowly opened, naturally sensing the return of the master, those loyal immortals
After welcoming them, the three refined corpse demons once again stood at the forefront of all the undead creatures.
The death energy in Corpse Mountain is indeed much stronger than other places. It only took half a month for Nilak, who had already improved in strength, to refine the last Hades warrior.
On this day, the mist of death once again shrouded the wizard's palace. In the palace, Nilak and Pratali set up countless magic traps. Then, eighteen servant corpses followed the necromancer and appeared in the wizard's palace.
In the deepest part of the mountain, there is a huge secret room dug hundreds of meters down from the top of the mountain.
Eighteen servant corpses were arranged one on top of another in a mysterious formation, while Nilak sat quietly in the middle of the secret room.
Slowly promoting the technique of gathering the Nine Netherworld Qi in the Xuanyin Corpse Refining Technique, all the servant corpses are connected to his soul and naturally cooperate with him in a tacit understanding.
A large amount of death energy passed through the mountain peaks and poured towards the formation in a steady stream. As soon as they approached the secret room, all eighteen corpses were gathered into the center of the Xuan Ming Yin Gathering Formation.
And Nilak, with the close cooperation of the servants, drove the entire formation, constantly condensing and refining this huge Yin Qi.
Gradually, the entire mountain peak turned into a channel for a large array of gathering death energy. From the sky, from the ground, and from the bottom of the mountain, endless death energy surged in from all directions.
But the Xuanyin Gathering Formation seems to be a bottomless black hole, and it can greedily swallow up any amount of death energy that comes.
In the center of the formation, strands of death energy continued to condense, gradually forming a thick underworld energy. The underworld energy was condensing rapidly, always only staying within a certain range, just enough to completely cover the necromancer.
The speed of condensing Yin Qi through the formation is much faster than that of Nilac himself, and under the urging of the Necromancer, the formation is constantly refining this Yin Qi.
As long as the concentration of Yin Qi is still within the range of the formation, and as long as the Eighteen Corpses can withstand the erosion of the ever-purifying Yin Qi, the purity of this Yin Qi will become thicker and thicker, becoming more and more intense.
The mysterious yin energy comes closer.
The abnormal yin energy outside the mountain peak has already attracted the attention of many undead beings, but this is the territory of the necromancer, and not many people dare to approach it easily.
Time flows slowly, and the Yin Qi in the secret room becomes more and more condensed. Gradually, it has reached the limit that some servant corpses can bear.
Nilac sighed slightly. After all, they were just servant corpses that had just been refined. If all of them were as tyrannical as the undead demons, the Yin Qi they could condense would probably be ten times more than this.
"But with so much underworld energy, it's almost enough!"
The Necromancer's heart moved, and all the zombies immediately understood what he meant. Their formations instantly changed, they stopped frantically gathering and condensing, and started refining with all their strength.
A ball of dark energy with a diameter of one meter that has condensed into a liquid state shrinks and spins crazily under the full refining of the formation. Every time it shrinks, its death aura becomes ten cents thicker, and every time it shrinks, its death aura becomes ten cents thicker.
The contraction speed will also be slowed down by ten minutes.
I don't know how much time has passed, but the underworld energy has been refined to the size of a fingernail, like a black crystal, crystal clear, but exuding the purest breath of death and the purest cold breath.
Or maybe it can no longer be called Ming Qi at this time, maybe the name Ming Li is more suitable for it.
"It's still not enough!" Having personally come into contact with divine power, Nilak discovered that although the underworld power has been refined to the extreme, even close to the nature of the soul's divine power, it still lacks the natural overwhelming power of divine power.
Gritting his teeth, the formation continued to operate, but the huge refining power hovered over the dark power, but no change was seen at all.
It has reached its extreme!
I just don’t know if this is the pinnacle of the Xuan Ming Yin Gathering Formation, or the pinnacle of the Eighteen Corpses and Nilac themselves, or the natural power that can be achieved without condensation...
With a movement in his heart, the power of the underworld slowly flew up and sank directly into Nilac's heart.
Although it does not have the supreme power of the divine power of the soul, the power of the underworld is not much worse than it in terms of destructiveness, and it can be produced after all.
Weiwei feels a little regretful, but Nilac is not an overly greedy person. Weiwei calculates the time and finds that a month has passed.
"There's still more than a month left before Anya's appointment. I should be able to condense some more dark power."
After taking a short rest, Nilac discovered that the servant corpses had also made some progress in the process of refining the power of the underworld, especially those that had just been refined. The improvement was even more obvious.
After resting for a while, Nilac slowly closed his eyes, and the formation began to operate again...
At this time, he didn't know that he had actually stepped outside the original framework of Xuanyin Corpse Refining Technique.
Affected by the supreme power of divine power, he unknowingly changed the direction of condensing the Nine Netherworld Qi towards divine power...