The Rise of the Cemetery

Li Xun sighed silently.

It is now confirmed that Catherine has indeed gone to Bingfeng!

He didn't dare to try to predict and perceive the movement of that Semir mage, because any prophecy spells aimed at a holy mage would alarm him, and even be traced back by the other party. Don't ask him why he knows, because he has this ability!

Even he can do this, needless to say, the avatar of that holy necromancer must have similar means. He didn't want to reveal his position and intentions before the war started.

To be honest, right now Li Xun is tormented by two thoughts of fierce confrontation. A kind of rational emotion is warning him of the danger ahead, and keeps urging him to turn around immediately; while another kind of passionate emotion is full of hatred for the necromancer's approaching step by step, and he doesn't want to appease for a moment, always thinking of using a A vigorous battle cut off the opponent's ugly hands.

Li Xun stood in mid-air for a moment, the colors in the black pupils fluctuated, and finally turned into a kind of determination, and flew towards the thousand-meter lone peak.

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This is a world of snow and ice.

Looking around, even the sky is gray and milky white, and the sun, moon, and stars are even less visible, which is a typical feature of a demiplane that is isolated from the real world.

The mountain peaks that have been solidified by countless thousands of years of black ice are criss-crossed, flowing with silver and jade. Huge glaciers covered the land, and young mages flew in the sky. With the changes of light and observation angles, various grotesque scenes continued to appear, which was dizzying.

Only when you are on the scene, you will know how majestic and magnificent this thousand-meter isolated peak is. The surrounding icebergs, which were either steep, precipitous or towering, suddenly seemed to be shorter, like subjects crawling before the emperor.

There is no cold wind, no ice and snow around the isolated peak.

There is no life to be seen here, just silence and absolute cold.

In such a lonely environment, the young mage continued to rise up along the steep and steep cliff. Wherever he passed, the thickness of the mysterious ice covering the surface of the isolated peak had reached the point where he was speechless.

Although the beautiful scenery along the way attracted people to linger, the young mage, who had already had an ominous omen in his heart, didn't want to stay at all, desperately urged the flying technique, and flew to the top of the lonely peak under the cover of the panoramic view. The closer he got to the top, the more the warning signs in his heart became louder, as if something terrible and unfavorable to him was happening there.

The short journey was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, he was already at the top of the Lonely Ice Peak, looking around at the strange scene above, and his heart was filled with surprise.

A huge platform covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres has been opened up on the top of the ice peak. The ice surface is smooth, clean and spotless, just like a huge natural mirror. But at this moment, there are more than a dozen tall or low figures in the center of the platform, constantly busy. With their concerted efforts, a huge strange magic circle is rapidly forming.

On the edge of the magic circle, seven or eight hideous and majestic huge humanoid creatures were lying on the ice, with azure blue blood continuously flowing from their bodies.

If these humanoid creatures stand up to more than 3 meters tall, their bodies are strong and burly, their bodies are translucent, and the blood in their bodies is blue. From these basic characteristics, it can be seen that they should be the frost-armored giants recorded in "General Biology".

If the young mage guessed correctly, these frost-armored giants should be the guardians of the golden scepter specially placed here by the mage guild. It's a pity that they met a mysterious Semir mage who couldn't be estimated according to common sense. Not only did they lose their lives, but even their remaining flesh and blood were extracted to strengthen the mysterious magic circle that was being drawn.

And the guys who are constantly busy drawing rune lines with the blood of frost-armored giants in the magic circle are all high-level corpse witches covered in black robes. It is not difficult to judge them from their dry and bony hands exposed outside their robes and their stiff and dry movements identity of.

On the edge of the platform, the Semir mage was confronting the "Red Dragon Queen" Catherine coldly.

Anyone who sees the weird scene on the platform will feel that something is wrong. But for Catherine's angry questioning, Master Semir was always silent, without any explanation. But once Catherine wanted to get close to the magic circle, he would fight without declaring it, forcing it back with raindrops of magic attacks.

The two sides have been advancing and retreating, attacking and defending for a while, but Catherine didn't find a chance to destroy the mysterious magic circle in the center of the field.

Li Xun's arrival did not alarm the people in the arena, so when he slowly moved to the sky above the platform and looked down at the huge and complicated mysterious magic circle in doubt, he was not stopped by anything.

In the past two years, although the young mage has read a lot of spell books and magic tomes, he is still blind in spell recognition, basic spells, and mysticism. Looking at the zigzagging rune lines above, which represent the space-sensitive constellation map and the interlocking circulation system, Li Xun immediately had one head and two big ones, and could only start to call his backup brain across the air——Issa .

The soul connection, which could be connected in an instant, seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers at this moment. It is extremely difficult to connect, and even the responses obtained are intermittent.

Although this mysterious magic circle has not been completely completed, it has been drawn in sevens and eights. Li Xun used his brain to record all the details, and then passed it across the air to Isa at the other end, waiting for his response.

After a while, intermittent responses came back from Issa, all of which were obscure words such as "space transmission", "positioning", and "traction".

How did Li Xun know, while he was still leisurely trying to identify the mysterious magic circle, there was already a tsunami-like exclamation in the dome hall, and the whole scene was in chaos.

Semir and Li Xun both cast spells to conceal their existence, but Catherine was always being tracked by the light screen. When Catherine appeared at the top of the lonely peak, the scene there was simultaneously reflected in the eyes of all the mages watching the battle.

Li Xun's white neck doesn't know this formation, and Catherine, as a dragon vein warlock, is not good at formations, but there are quite a few guys who know the goods in the hall. Even if this formation is not finalized, they can still tell at a glance that it is a special space formation for positioning and traction.

Coupled with the dozen or so lich-like guys in the center of the platform, all mages now dare to assert that this always mysterious and treacherous Semir mage must be inseparable from the Undead Council.

At this moment, even Master Wen of Bo, who has always been prudent, couldn't sit still. Under his repeated urging, the five high-ranking mages beside him rushed forward one after another, stood around His Excellency the archmage, and began to chant spells at the same time.

And Bai's Archmage Wen stood in the circle of people, took out a compass-like thing from the storage ring, and began to communicate with the core magic circle of the plane in the scene with the help of the ring magic ceremony of the surrounding high-level mages, intending to forcibly Move those inside out.

Just at the critical moment when the spell was half completed and all the magic nodes on the compass were about to light up, a high-level mage who formed the circular magic circle suddenly shook his body and forcibly stopped the operation of mana. This kind of sudden change can scare the rest of the high-level mages who are trying to output mana and coordinate frequencies to death.

The surging wave of mana was about to flow and grow, when an important link was suddenly broken in the middle, and the out-of-control vast mana immediately impacted on the out-of-control high-level mage. This high-ranking mage was at a critical moment, not only did not cast spells to protect himself, but instead led the disordered magic power to rush towards the compass in the hands of the great mages in the circle.

"boom"

There was a loud explosion, accompanied by dense red blood beads and the sky full of meat scraps and stumps, covering the surrounding area within 10 meters with a thick layer of blood sauce.

The other four high-level mages who formed the pentagram ring ceremony were shining brightly, and a series of protective spells were blessed on them almost instantly. There was even one that was teleported from where it was because it triggered the "accident technique".

When the thick blood mist in the center of the venue slowly dissipated, everyone saw the same safe and sound His Excellency Archmage Wen of Bai. But before everyone was relieved, there was a crisp sound, and the compass held by the archmage turned into rustling powder, leaking from between his fingers.

Everyone's expression changed almost instantly. Because with the damage of the compass, the light screen on the platform also suddenly went dark. Obviously, without the support of the core magic circle of the plane, the magic water mirror can no longer perceive everything in the demiplane.

The situation is out of control!

At the moment when everyone was stunned, more than a dozen portals suddenly opened in the midair of the dome hall, and many figures, fat or thin, tall or short, appeared in the arena.

"Bai's Wen, you old bastard, what's going on?... If there is anything wrong with my daughter, I want you to look good..." Many figures have not yet stood still, and a sharp and piercing high-pitched female voice has shaken the whole place. Space, so that all the mages who heard this could not help but change their expressions in horror, and their expressions suddenly became tense.

The sufferer has come.

And he is also the toughest sufferer!

This is a beautiful woman in a red robe of stars, with long silver hair like satin hanging over her shoulders, her face is extremely soft and peaceful, but the pair of brown eyes in Danfeng's narrow eyes give people a strange and mysterious feeling .

What didn't match her beautiful appearance was her flamboyant and sturdy aura. More than a dozen archmages gathered in the dome hall, but only her angry roar could be heard. Even the mature and prudent Archmage Wen of Bai was also embarrassed. speechless.

In the dome hall alone at this moment, there are two holy mages, 17 arch mages, and even more high-level mages. This also shows the deep foundation of the mage guild in high-end combat power.

At this moment, the only person in the hall who can speak in front of the great holy-rank astrologist Solanlian is another holy-rank mage Stephen Aruoyou. To be honest, even Saint-level Mage Stephen Aroyo couldn't avoid such a big trouble today. These great mages may not know the reason, but as a holy mage, he already has a way to know some deeper inside stories.