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73. Long-lost anger

The sudden death of a lich instantly alarmed the manager and controller of the Kingdom of the Dead, the ninth-level demigod lich Modo.

Every lich that enters the Kingdom of the Dead is the cornerstone of building and maintaining the existence here. Every missing lich means that the Kingdom of the Dead will shrink by a few points, and it also means that the distance between Modo, known as the Lich King, and

The final divine position is a few steps further away.

Following a burst of space distortion, a skeleton with a crown on its head, a black cloak, and blue flames flashing in its dark eyes was teleported to the laboratory of the unlucky lich.

He looked down at the broken bones scattered on the ground due to the loss of souls, and then grabbed a fragment of a bracelet from the ground, which was part of a life box a minute ago.

While he was carefully examining the fragment of the phylactery, another spatial distortion appeared in the air around him, and an eighth-level legendary lich also arrived at the scene of the murder.

"Your Excellency Modo..."

The lich whispered hello.

"Angemar, he is your student, right?"

The Lich King withdrew his gaze from the fragments and asked.

"Yes, he is my student in front of me, and he pursues me without hesitation and embarks on the road to death."

"He is only 800 years old, still very young..."

The legendary lich called Angmar said, picked up the letter that he had not finished writing from the desk next to him, and continued:

"He got an opportunity by chance a month ago, and his soul descended to a remote town near the City of Innocence, and successfully hunkered down, ready to show off his talents..."

"But just now, he encountered a powerful enemy, a saint of the Shenguang Sect?"

"He was forced out of the 'emergency transfer' and successfully escaped, but he did not escape the subsequent pursuit?"

Lich Angmar briefly repeated the contents of the letter and asked with some confusion:

"Why was he still brutally tortured after he escaped back to Diga?"

"It's magic, a magic I've never seen before..."

"The enemy obtained one of his phylacteries and launched an attack along the phylactery, completely destroying his soul."

The Lich King whispered.

The red flames in Angmar's eyes suddenly jumped, showing some uneasiness in his heart, and he asked quickly:

"This is a very dangerous signal! What kind of attack can harm us through the phylactery?"

Each lich has several phylacteries scattered around the world to ensure that once the soul is transferred, it can immediately escape danger. Even if the phylactery is discovered, at most it will only destroy an empty phylactery.

It cannot harm the lich itself, so the lich is particularly difficult to deal with and difficult to kill.

But if someone can directly hurt the Lich's body through the phylactery, those phylacteries scattered outside the realm of the dead will turn from life-preserving talismans to life-killing talismans, and it will only be a matter of time before the lich is exterminated...

"Pass my command, all lichs will immediately collect the phylacteries scattered in the outside world, leaving no one behind."

"At the same time, contact outside personnel to investigate the matter carefully, and we must find out who is responsible for the murder!"

"In the future, no soul is allowed to descend to the outside world, especially near the City of Innocence, without my permission!"

The Lich King said decisively, and his order was accurately conveyed to the ears of every lich through the connection with the Kingdom of the Dead.

"Sir, are we giving up the Innocence City?"

The Lich King was stunned for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in his cold tone:

"Although the Innocence City is important, we have already lost two lichs there and suffered very painful losses..."

"We don't need to be impatient, time is always on our side."

The lichs have never given up coveting the City of Innocence. Even though it is completely controlled by the Orthodox Church, they are still patiently waiting and looking for opportunities.

A few years ago, they sent a lich to try to cause trouble nearby. However, the guy died suddenly and suddenly even after using a phylactery as an unreasonable means of saving his life.

There is no way, after all, the lich has been dead for a long time, so slow response is inevitable.

So the Lich King realized the shortcomings of the phylactery system, and quickly summoned his lichs to jointly develop the "Emergency Transfer" spell, which allows lichs to automatically transfer their souls when encountering a crisis.

Unexpectedly, the enemy actually found a way to attack the Lich's body through the phylactery...

If the Lich King hadn't been dead for so long, he would have lost all human emotions, and he would probably be so angry that his hands and feet would be cold and his whole body would be shaking.

"You can try to use divination, you may be able to find some clues."

After the Lich King issued the order, he continued.

"But the enemy is a saint. If he divulges rashly, will he attract the attention of the gods?"

The Lich Angmar was a little timid and had no righteous indignation at all. He had no desire to avenge his students. He had long since lost these feelings.

"The gods now have too much time to take care of themselves..."

The Lich King said solemnly.

Angmar felt a little relieved now, and quickly collected the remains of his student, and started the divination that he was very good at, trying to find clues to the murderer.

But I didn't get any results...

"The divination has been interfered with, and there is some powerful being protecting the murderer."

"How can it be?"

"How can the current gods care about the believers in the world?"

The flames in the Lich King's eyes were dancing, looking a little confused.

"Is it because the other party's status is high enough? I can't divination?"

Angmar asked tentatively again, but he remembered that his student's letter said that the other party was a young human.

"Let me try."

The Lich King said, and when he was about to take over the pile of wreckage from the other party, a sudden change occurred.

A beam of light full of divine aura suddenly passed through Diga's sky that was always covered by dark clouds and fell on Angmar.

That beam of light is pure and sacred, and the breath of life contained in it surges like a wave. If it shines on the living, it can instantly cure all their diseases and injuries, regenerate bones and muscles, and bring the dead back to life.

But if it shines on the Lich, it will be the most deadly light of destruction.

Angmar suddenly let out a shrill scream, and was instantly burned to ashes by the light beam before he could even activate the 'emergency transfer'.

The whole process only lasted less than a second. The Lich King had just realized what had happened when the light pillar disappeared without a trace.

"this..."

"The sects outside are so unruly!"

After thousands of years, the Lich King once again let out an angry roar.

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I'm a bit stuck today, so I'll update one chapter first, and I have to finish the second chapter slowly, which may be late.

terribly sorry...


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