At the bottom of the Soul-Calling Tower, Ailon glanced upwards with a solemn expression. After sighing, he began to arrange for his men to be on guard all around.
A large number of corpse witches are following the arrangements of Elon, surrounding the soul-calling tower, releasing rich death energy, and the body of the soul-calling tower also begins to shine with a dark red light at this time.
As the endless night ceremony was held, a strange phenomenon began to appear outside the Soul-Calling Tower. The death energy in the city was in chaos. The bones buried deep in the ground reawakened. Undead creatures were wandering around, which had already made many necromancers aware of the abnormality.
It stands to reason that as the city lord of Saou City, Ailon can leave the security around the soul summoning tower to his other necromancers during the ceremony, and he only needs to wait for the results. However, because he got the information early in the morning, he knows that it is now.
In an emergency, Ailon had to personally guard here, waiting for the results to come from the Soul Resurrection Tower.
At this moment, a subordinate ran over and whispered in Ailon's ear for a while, conveying an important piece of information to him. Ailon then looked in the direction not far away.
There, a large number of corpse witches, accompanied by the necromancers who controlled them, were quickly approaching the direction of the soul summoning tower. The leader was a necromancer who was familiar to Elon.
In such a special period, these necromancers did not invite nature, and obviously did not have any good intentions. With their arrival, bursts of death energy filled the city, which was far more intense than that emitted by the Soul Evocation Tower.
"Isn't this the Lord of the City? You don't have to deal with the busy government affairs in the city, but you lead people to guard in front of the Soul-Calling Tower. Is there anything important?"
An unceremonious voice came to his ears, and Ailon's expression darkened: "Ori, this is not the place you should come."
Among the necromancers who came to the Soul Recalling Tower, the leader was none other than Auri as mentioned by Aaron.
At this time, Auri was significantly different from the necromancer in Elon's impression. He was wearing a luxurious purple robe with gold edges, a small skull pendant on his waist, and a silver-white one on his head.
The wig is covered with thick hair wax, just like the nobles of Erathia.
The dark undead war horse brought Ori to Ailon. The armor worn by the war horse reflected the dark red light emitting from the surface of the Soul Evocation Tower.
"Really?" Orui asked pretending to be shocked, with undisguised contempt on his face. "It turns out that this summoning tower is a place I can't enter."
Next to Orui, another necromancer riding on a war horse spoke loudly: "I believe the city lord does not mean this. Even ordinary necromancers can enter the summoning tower. We, who have made such great contributions to the capture of Vilning, can't
Why can't I enter?"
The scene that happened in front of him made Ailon look embarrassed and found it difficult to deal with it for a while.
Just like what the necromancer said, the necromancers who came to the Soul Calling Tower at this time were all those who had made various achievements in the process of capturing Vilning.
After the previous battles, these necromancers have accumulated a huge force in their hands. The corpse witches they control cannot be underestimated by any force, and the same is true for Ailon himself.
Even with the many Corpse Witch Kings left behind by Rhodes, Aaron still couldn't find a way to deal with this huge number of Corpse Witches, which was why he felt embarrassed at this time.
As the two necromancers spoke, behind them, a large number of necromancers and the corpse witches they controlled began to exude their aura. Even the death energy condensed in the soul-calling tower was also absorbed by these undead creatures.
The momentum dissipated.
"It's not that I won't let you enter the Soul Calling Tower." Sensing the situation in front of him, Ailon softened his momentum and explained, "It's just that inside the Soul Calling Tower at this time, some ritual patterns are wrong, causing abnormal movements of death energy.
It will be repaired for a while, so please wait outside the tower."
"That's just right. I have full knowledge of the core rituals in the Soul-Calling Tower. Allowing me to enter it will definitely shorten the repair time. I hope the city lord won't refuse." At the end of his sentence, Auri's words sank.
With an obvious threat.
Feeling this, Elon's expression changed and his words became tough again: "It is Lord Rhodes' intention to prohibit necromancers from entering the Soul Resurrection Tower. Your actions at this time are undoubtedly disobeying the Lord's order. Please think clearly about the possible
Have you suffered the consequences?"
Ailon, who knew everything about the situation in the tower, including the news that Rhodes had been exiled, would naturally not allow the person in front of him to enter the soul-calling tower, but because he did not have enough power at the moment, he could only find a way to hold him back.
What Ailon didn't expect was that the necromancers in front of him seemed even more disdainful towards the Rhodes he mentioned, and even aroused their anger.
"Are you talking about the so-called lord who delayed the fighter plane many times and only issued wrong orders? Unfortunately, we who control other areas of Vilnin do not need the command of the nominal lord. If everything goes well, I will meet you next time.
I hope you can call me, Lord Orui."
Having said this, Orui has made no secret of his ambitions. The other necromancers around him became solemn. No one dared to refute Orui's words at this time. Compared with the existing lords, what these necromancers believe is what is in front of them.
Of Auri.
"Ori! Don't forget, who gave you the Corpse Witch King in the first place and gave you the opportunity to gain powerful power. At that time, you were just a weakling. Even if you were transformed into an undead creature, no one would notice.
The Necromancer!"
Aron's angry voice could be heard in his ears, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Ori's expression. This was not guilt for his own behavior, but resentment for being exposed by Aron.
Orui's gaze quickly swept around, and all the necromancers who met his eyes turned their gaze away. No one dared to express disrespect to him, even those who controlled many corpse witches. p>
"Lord Ailon, I have always respected you." The voice slowly came from Orui's mouth, and his sharp gaze was locked on Ailon again. "Being able to still bring Saou under the command of that lord
The city is managed in an orderly manner, and you have proven your ability."
The energy of death was released from behind Orui, and it was a large group of corpse witches, ready to cast the cloud of death at any time.
Looking at Elrond in front of him, Auri added: "You can rest assured that I won't do anything to you. After I clean up the false lord and gain control of the channel to communicate with the lich from him, you can
You will understand my intentions. Now, please get out of the way."