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The Necromancer's reason was completely defeated and he could only pray for death.

Seeing that no more information could be obtained, white light burst out from the Necromancer's body, annihilating his soul.

The ruins returned to silence, but everyone present had no intention of having fun.

Nine Volumes of Nagash is the result of the great necromancer's lifelong research.

Nagash, the Immortal, used magic power and human blood to create nine human-skin books. They are the supreme classics of undead magic and extremely powerful magical tools!

Obtaining a volume alone gives ordinary mages a chance to compete with the most powerful spellcasters.

If it falls into the hands of a truly powerful necromancer, it will create a new undead natural disaster.

Obviously, the terror deep in the ocean is this kind of warlock.

But why did its treasure hunting team come to Lustria? Who brought the nine books of Nagash into the rainforest?

Make a deal.

A hoarse voice came from the rocks on the side of the road.

It's really lively tonight.

Lin Qi somewhat unexpectedly pushed aside the stone and approached the source of the sound.

The broken mirror was exposed to the firelight held up by the dwarf's left hand. In the broken mirror, a wizard covered in black robes once again conveyed his request for cooperation in Elvish, which he was not very proficient in.

The Archmage took one look and made a quick decision, spitting out a thunderous syllable.

The lens suddenly turned into powder, and a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air and fell to the north.

There he is, an evoker.

Glenn, who was tired and had just recovered from the panic, suddenly became energetic, and a certain enthusiasm lit up in his eyes.

Then what are you waiting for? The twin-tailed comet is summoning divine judgment!

Poor Elvish language jumped out of the human mouth, amusing the two sword masters.

The elves could tell that the talking monkey wanted to divert attention from the oppression of Nagash and the Dread Fleet.

Because human pronunciation is not correct, Lynch mistakenly heard, The dragon constellation is conveying the judgment of the ancient sages.

This surprised the lizard man for a moment, and he subconsciously raised his head to observe the sky.

The dragon constellation shines with dim starlight, which means the road is lost, misguided, and the coming of powerful darkness.

After being puzzled, Lynch decided to hunt down the summoner first.

The traces of Nagash were broken, and Be'lak disappeared into the shadows.

It was almost dawn, and the hot-blooded ones were not sleepy at all, so it was better to find something for them to do.

Coincidentally, the evoker is in the north, closer to Hesiota, and can still make a way.

The racially mixed pedestrians set out again, and Lynch gradually moved away from SpicaZuma's central pyramid.

The humid night wind covered Lynch with a layer of moisture. From time to time, the dwarf accidentally bumped into the giant sword of the Sword Master Hoth. After the swords and axes clashed, they separated again under the stern sight of the Archmage.

The witch hunter kept applying plasters on himself to avoid mosquito bites in the rainforest, but the effect was not ideal.

Finally, Teclis enchanted him enthusiastically.

Although Glenn was repulsive to this kind of power, he became less resistant after half a kilogram of blood was sucked out silently.

It turns out that the little cuties flying around in the rainforest are so thoughtful that only magic can completely ward off their enthusiasm.

The night is receding, and the gradually resurrecting jungle adds a bit of terror.

Glenn couldn't stand the silent march, and the cold-blooded gazes he cast around him from time to time made him panic, because he did notice the gazes of many venomous snakes.

He always thought that Lynch had discovered a hidden enemy. After all, Lynch was a creature in the rain forest. He knew more than he did, could observe more, and was more powerful.

But in fact, Lynch is just habitually vigilant. Cold-blooded people are always vigilant, and Lynch is already the most lax one.

Well, Lynch also subconsciously marked dangerous areas to prevent hot-blooded species from stepping into them. For example, the venomous snakes living in the tree on the left.

The human being was frightened and forced himself to find a topic to talk to, communicating with another sword master who was not competing with the dwarves. He did not dare to disturb the lizard man, nor did he want to trouble the archmage.

The earth was shaking slightly, and there was a faint sound of falling trees.

Lin Qi suddenly made a pause gesture. When he realized that warm-blooded people could not understand the subtle language of cold-blooded people, he hurriedly added words.

Stop, there are passers-by in front of us who are more anxious than us.

The team became quiet again, and the hot-blooded people subconsciously formed a defensive array, but even Lynch would not want to forcefully meet the charge of the passers-by in front.

The trembling ground gradually became violent, and the elves noticed something strange. Then the dwarves and humans also discovered the majestic passers-by.

The rain forest on the west side was pushed out of the way by brute force, and many two-story-high Triceratops crashed through the jungle.

Hundreds of beasts and their cubs swaggered across in front of the adventure team.

A horrifying neigh sounded further to the west, and the Triceratops sped up.

It seems that this is not migration, but escape.

A huge and powerful ferocious beast was exposed in the moonlight, triggering a deeper fear among the hot-blooded species.

Kunos on top!

The elves stood in awe at the wonder of the wild, and the dwarves stared wide-eyed.

Grimnir's beard!

Mamma Mia!

The humans almost dropped their weapons in fear, and the two groups were fighting and forgot to resist. Fortunately, the tyrannosaurus had better prey.

Moreover, a tiny lizard man had quietly touched its back.

The anger of the interrupted hunting tore through the night, the thick tail swept across the jungle, and the ancient trees fell in pieces.

The Tyrannosaurus's thick claws grabbed the back and forced the presumptuous rider back.

Lynch landed nimbly, turned over quickly to avoid the Tyrannosaurus's stampede, used his staff to block the closed giant mouth, and was half-bitten by the Tyrannosaurus in an unseemly manner and threw him far away.

Lynch was sure of killing it, but not sure of taming it.

Because if you are not careful, the Tyrannosaurus can easily tear through Lynch's scales.

It's a big thing, it's old, and it's never seen service in the Temple City.

After crashing through a thick birch tree, Lynch jumped up without stopping, avoiding the pursuit of the Tyrannosaurus.

Iqi's greatest masterpiece glared at the cold-blooded creature savagely, and Lynch glared back with an even fiercer glare.

The bloodthirsty emotion broke through Lynch's reason, and its wildness was too abundant.

Maybe after feeding it, and then satisfying it with flesh and blood for a long time, it can make it content with enjoyment and temporarily restrain its blood lust, but that is not the companion that Lynch needs.

The lizard man made a gesture of giving up, signaling the end of the sacred ritual.

The Tyrannosaurus rex did not continue to pursue. It snorted and roared as it chased the Triceratops group.

The instant conflict left a piece of the rainforest missing. Under the shocked gaze of the witch hunter, Lynch returned in disappointment and led the team through this sad place.

Ichi did not bring down His will.

The cold-blooded champion said in a rare gloomy tone, causing the elves who could understand the cold-blooded language to look at each other in confusion.