Chapter 674, Judgment Cage, the Captured Undead Mage!

"The current progress has reached the eighth floor."

"The resistance of the undead on this floor is very strong."

"It will take a little more time."

Inside the Paladin Castle.

Fang Yuan pointed to the plane map and introduced it to the undead lord who had just arrived.

"The undead cemetery on the tenth floor, the ghost units on the eighth floor."

"This kind of pure energy body, if it is replaced by other camps, don't even think about defeating it."

"I can't even find them."

"Your holy light units just restrain them."

"It shouldn't take too long!"

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing looked at the map and said.

"I'm more worried about the ninth floor."

"This should be a big maze."

"The undead will put their last strength here."

"They have the home advantage."

"You can teleport anywhere in the maze."

"At the same time, there may be a magic circle on the ninth floor that can weaken your legion."

"So attack this floor."

"Your legion is just afraid~"

In response, Fang Yuan waved his hand.

"No need to worry."

"In front of the Holy Light, all the arrangements of the Undead are in vain."

"My strongest Holy Light hero will personally take action."

"It will not take more than half an hour."

This made Deputy Alliance Leader Jing slightly stunned.

"This~"

"The great cemetery of the level 10 Undead Mist Lord, actually~"

Before he said this.

News came from outside.

"Report."

"The eighth-level cemetery has been breached."

"All the Holy Warriors have been lost."

Fang Yuan nodded.

Then he opened the Lord's Seal and selected the Holy Warrior Barracks.

5,000 Holy Warriors were produced.

Then he teleported directly over.

"Tell Christian."

"Replenish as much as the loss."

"As you command~"

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing on the side saw Fang Yuan's actions.

He showed an envious look.

"Now I know why Alliance Leader Fang is so confident that he can pass the ninth floor in half an hour."

"You are probably using the Paladins as a death squad."

"Use the Paladins' skills to drag the undead down with you!"

Fang Yuan was not surprised that the other party knew the Paladins' skills.

On the contrary, Fang Yuan was a little surprised when the other party praised his method of dying together.

"Shouldn't we play like this?"

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing sighed.

"Normally, lords wouldn't do this."

"For us Blue Star lords, time is the most abundant thing."

"As long as the territory is not broken, you will be immortal."

"But resources and acceleration orders are very useful."

"Many lords, even level 10 lords in Middle-earth."

"Most of the time, they won't waste resources like you."

"They will use these forces in the most important places."

Fang Yuan shrugged.

"I'm not in Middle-earth."

"One person occupies a country."

"In terms of resources~"

"To be honest, they are inexhaustible!"

When Fang Yuan finished speaking.

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

"What you said!"

"It's so hateful."

"No wonder there are so many lords in Middle-earth who are unhappy with you!"

This surprised Fang Yuan.

"I have never been to Middle-earth!"

Deputy Alliance Leader Jing explained.

"Yes, you haven't been there."

"But you dominate a kingdom, which is enough to make people jealous."

"You know, the reason why the tenth-level lords choose to go to Middle-earth is not only because they need to change their camps and seek breakthroughs."

"A large part of them can't stand the oppression."

"Many tenth-level lords choose to stay in their original camps."

"Most resources have to rely on the alliance and the country for supply."

"For these things, you have to do tasks, etc."

"Before, if you meet some guys who are just sitting there doing nothing, you may be angry."

"Especially during the twentieth year."

"This situation is the most serious."

"At that time, in order to save face and get a little more comfortable, they chose to leave the camp and go to Middle-earth to become free lords."

"They survived many hardships and struggled for decades."

"It's hard to achieve something, but when you look back."

"You are a new lord who has only been here for a year."

"You have already dominated a kingdom."

"Even the official alliance dare not provoke you easily."

"How can this not be hated."

"The key is that they don't have half as good a life as you do in Middle-earth."

"To be honest, if you are not very strong."

"These people are going to rush into Gondor and plunder you severely."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan sneered.

"You are just jealous of others' talents."

"Do you really think that Middle-earth is a land of peace and prosperity?"

This statement immediately attracted the approval of Deputy Alliance Leader Jing.

"That's right."

"Middle-earth is in chaos now."

"It's outrageous~"

Then he began to talk about what happened in Middle-earth.

And at this time.

The tenth floor of the Great Necropolis of the Dead.

"Report."

"Your Excellency."

"The eighth floor has been breached."

Hearing this news.

The soul fire in the eyes of the Great Necromancer flickered wildly.

"No, impossible!"

"The eighth floor is full of ghosts!"

"How could it be~"

"Sir, those paladins are desperate."

"They rushed up without hesitation and died together."

"After these paladins are consumed."

"The next is a group of priests holding flails."

"Behind them, follow the Holy Light Mage."

"The ghosts are no match for them at all."

"One by one, they were dragged out from the darkness and purified by the Holy Light."

"The most hateful thing is that after these Holy Light Legions, there are also Paladins riding war horses."

"They...they are more brutal."

"Wherever they pass, the ghosts hiding in the ground are dug out and killed."

"Now there is not even a ghost on the eighth floor."

At this time, the soul fire in the eyes of the Undead Mage was almost stagnant with fear.

But this is just bad news.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come alone.

Soon!

Another undead came to report.

"Report."

"Another Holy Knight is coming!"

"Just now, they just added another 5,000 Holy Knights."

"Start attacking the ninth floor now."

"What should we do!"

The Necromancer didn't know how to answer this question.

Being beaten to the ninth floor.

Although he had deployed the strongest undead creatures in his hands on this floor.

But!

The first eight floors couldn't be stopped.

Can we still count on the ninth floor.

That's impossible.

The only solution for now.

The Necromancer could think of only one thing.

"Escape!"

"Abandon the Undead Cemetery."

"They are different from the Blue Star Lord."

"You won't die if you lose your territory, at most you will be seriously injured and fall."

"Fall from the Lord of Mist to the Lord of Monsters."

"But as long as the Lord of Mist can forgive them, they can also choose a new territory and restore the rank of Lord of Mist."

In the eyes of the Necromancer.

As long as you can survive.

It is not without hope to come back.

But once you die here.

That will be the real end.

"While the ninth floor has not been breached."

"Hurry up and ask the Mind Flayer to open the underground city's teleportation array."

"Go there first to take refuge."

"Also, find His Excellency the Son of God."

"Request to be teleported to the Kingdom of Nott!"

Through the Seal of the Lord of Mist.

The Undead Mage was the first to find the Elder of the Mind Flayer.

But after waiting for a long time.

There was no reply from the Mind Flayer.

This made the Undead Mage somewhat mentally collapsed.

You know, the teleportation array to the underground city can only be opened by him.

Before the Son of God left.

He gave him the authority.

Without his assistance, it would be impossible for him to open the one-way teleportation.

This made the Undead Mage anxious.

"Damn Mind Flayer."

"Asshole!"

"Why didn't you reply to the message!"

"He watched me die without helping me!"

"I want to complain to His Excellency the Son of God!"

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer was also on the verge of collapse.

In the dungeon, millions of gray dwarves were attacking his city.

Now, don't even think about replying to the message.

There's no time to even take a look.

If you neglect it for a moment.

The Mind Flayer's dungeon is gone.

And just when the Undead Mage couldn't get any news for a long time.

Suddenly!

A violent explosion sounded.

Then, a golden skeleton ran down.

"Your Excellency."

"The Golden Skeleton Monster Lord died in battle."

"That crazy woman is here again!"

The one the golden skeleton pointed to.

That was Christian.

Ever since the Undead Mage set foot on the west bank of the Ramo River.

He was beaten by Christian.

Now!

He was even beaten into his home.

"Holy Light~"

"I hate Holy Light!"

"Damn Holy Light!"

If it hadn't been restrained by Holy Light.

This Gondor would have long been his territory of the undead.

He once had tens of thousands of bone dragons.

Millions of high-level undead.

But!

On the battlefield, everything was destroyed.

All died at the hands of this damned Holy Light Legion.

It can be said that.

The Undead Mage hated him the most.

But he was helpless against it.

Holy Light restrains the undead.

Not to mention that he was just a level 10 mist lord.

Even in the old world civilization era.

The Lord of Holy Light could easily kill any undead demigod or weak undead with divine power.

"The only way now."

"Find His Excellency the Son of God!"

After not getting a reply from the Great Elder of the Mind Flayer.

He decisively chose to contact the Son of Yin.

But unfortunately.

There was no reply either.

He had become a discarded child in Yin Shengzi's place.

He hadn't received a reply for a long time.

At this moment.

The Undead Mage was in despair.

"No~"

"I was personally promoted by His Excellency the Lord God."

"You~"

"Boom~"

There was a loud noise.

Then a figure flew out from the entrance.

He fell heavily in front of him.

"Your Excellency~"

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a pool of black ash.

This was the most trusted undead of the Undead Mage.

A legendary lich!

It was his most secret weapon.

It was also the strongest monster lord guarding the entrance from the ninth floor to the tenth floor.

His death in battle!

It meant the fall of the ninth floor.

At this time.

A gust of wind blew.

It blew away the black ash that the lich had turned into.

Then.

Hundreds of paladins on war horses surrounded Christian and appeared on the tenth floor.

Seeing the natural enemy in front of him.

The Necromancer suddenly raised the staff in his hand.

"I didn't expect that I would die in your hands in the end!"

After hearing this, Christian's mouth curled up slightly.

"Death?"

"You think too much!"

"Paladin!"

"Here!"

"Catch the heretic!"

"Yes!"

Immediately.

Hundreds of paladins used spells together.

"Judgment Cage!"

A series of holy light spells were shot out.

The Necromancer was imprisoned in place.

"What do you want to do!"

The Necromancer separated and struggled.

Trying to break free.

He didn't understand.

Why would they capture a dead soul like him.

"No need to struggle."

"In the old world civilization era, even the demigods could not escape this prison."

"Just wait for the judgment of justice."

"Take him away!"

"Yes, sir!"