After the figure in front of him stood still, Lyle finally saw the originally blurry face clearly. Under the wide hood, two points of light green light replaced the original eyes and were embedded in the empty eye sockets.
In the meantime, he watched everything in the field silently.
The body without any flesh and blood gave him an inexplicable majesty. Seeing the great lord in this form, all the necromancers in the scene could feel the fear from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were facing a form that was far beyond their own.
Like a living creature, even breathing slows down a lot.
"The body of a lich...he is very close to a real lich..."
Noticing the state of the great lord at this time, Vera seemed to realize something, and the inexplicable emotion in her eyes was even worse. According to Vera's research on necromancy, the great lord in this form is already very close to a real lich. p>
There was another necromancer who came here with the great lord. The black veil completely covered the face of the necromancer, making it difficult to see the specific appearance of the necromancer. Only the exposed eyes were still
Clear and clear.
The strong aura exuded by the big lord made the creatures in the field couldn't help but focus all their attention on him, so that no one paid attention to the other figures following him. No one knew what the big lord would do next.
What kind of action to make.
The oppression from the source of death energy makes these necromancers dare not relax in any way. It seems that as long as they make a little change, death will come, and no one dares to take this risk.
"I believe that all of you who appear here are the superior undead lords in Verning. You have used your own abilities to pass the initial test. You have not become a member of the undead creatures, but have become the controllers of these corpse witches.
Have preliminary abilities."
The great lord's words were the first to break the silence in the venue, and the originally dull atmosphere seemed to relax a lot with his words.
Even so, Lyle still did not dare to relax in his heart. He knew that the words of the great lord now would determine the fate of all the necromancers here. As expected, before Lyle could take a breath, the words of the great lord came immediately.
Came again.
"As the transformation process continues, the number of undead creatures increases rapidly. I believe that the realm of Weilning can no longer satisfy all the necromancers. If this continues, I am afraid that there will be a battle between the undead lords. I will call you here.
It’s to resolve this matter.”
Following the words of the great lord, these necromancers finally ceased to be silent. A low whisper spread among these necromancers. Even when discussing, these necromancers did not dare to make too obvious a sound. "I wonder how Lord Rhodes plans to deal with the current problem?"
Lyle followed the sound, and the person who took the initiative to ask at this time was Loman, the "Heart of the Corpse Witch" who controlled the number of corpse witches in the entire Vilning second only to former Ori.
Like Ori, after obtaining the Corpse Witch Queen, Loman went through countless battles and transformed countless creatures before he obtained such a number of Corpse Witches.
Regarding this point mentioned by the great lord, Loman had noticed it long ago. In order to expand the number of corpse witches, Loman had eliminated many necromancers and annexed the corpse witches they transformed. Compared with
Transforming ordinary creatures, those weak necromancers are actually easier to deal with. Seeing the big lord mention this, Luoman immediately asked.
"It's very simple. The necromancer puts aside the internal fight and puts the transformation objects on the creatures in other areas."
The great lord whom Loman called Rhodes said this without any emotion in his words.
All the necromancers suddenly became quiet, and no doubts dared to come from the mouths of these necromancers. During this period, all the necromancers who dared to question the orders of the great lord have used facts to explain to other necromancers that they dare to disobey
The consequences of the great lord’s order.
As the necromancer who is most sensitive to death, no one is willing to use his own life to verify the authenticity of those rumors.
Seeing that there were no doubts, Rhodes glanced at the surrounding necromancers with satisfaction, and then said:
"Now you have arrived at the border of Eli. Beyond the border, there is a land more fertile than Verning. The number of creatures in it far exceeds your imagination. What's more important is that it has not yet experienced the necromancer.
The invasion is enough to meet the needs of any necromancer."
"Putting aside the fight between each other and targeting the Eli creatures is the best choice for you necromancers."
After hearing Rhode's words, the necromancer suddenly started talking, and there were even some voices of resistance.
"Humph!"
Rhodes snorted coldly, and a burst of death energy erupted from his body, shooting out in all directions. The gloomy atmosphere completely enveloped the entire venue, and even the sky seemed to darken.
"Do you have any comments?"
All the discordant sounds in the surroundings completely disappeared at this time. No necromancer dared to continue questioning in this state. The thoughts that had just arisen in his heart were suppressed by absolute strength.
Lyle, who was on the side, saw everything in the scene. For some reason, he always felt that the great lord looked at the other necromancers with deep contempt. Even though his whole body had no flesh and blood,
This contempt has long been engraved in his bones.
It's unmistakable... Lyle, who lived a wandering life before becoming a necromancer, has experienced this kind of contempt from others countless times, especially from the so-called superiors. Regarding this special emotion, Lyle
I have become extremely sensitive.
Lyle originally thought that when he became a necromancer and gained full power, he would never feel contempt from others again. Unexpectedly, he felt it again at this time. It seemed that the power he had was not worth it in front of the great lord.
Just a mention.
For a moment, looking at the great lord exuding incomparable power in the field, Lyle felt a kind of resistance in his heart. No matter how powerful the great lord was, Lyle could not respect the great lord. At most, he was afraid of the great lord's strength.<
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Sensing Lyle's disrespect for the great lord, Vera came to him and signaled him with her eyes, telling him to put away his expression quickly to avoid being punished by the great lord.
Faced with Vera's prompt, Lyle was unmoved. He wanted to see what the lord planned to do by gathering such a large number of necromancers here.