Ancient myths used to speak like this, and if the day when the god of the void, Rafafil, truly came, the heavens and the earth of the world would once again merge into chaos. There will be no end to time, and there will be no end to space. There will be no more life and individual existence in the world, only one gray after another, representing the purest chaos of the ignorant fire, as if the world was burned and left behind by ashes. And a new world will be born again from this gray ember.

To destroy miè is to be born, and the new world will be better than it is now. This may be what the monist cultists who worship the god of the void say. Whether the new world will be better, Lu Xi doesn't know, and no one can come up with a more adequate basis to prove this, whether it is a cultist or a demon god, even if it is true, it must be born on the ruins and bones of the old world. As you see in front of you, civilization, history, art, and all nature, life, and races will all be reduced to chaos, and the price to be paid will be too great.

It was difficult for Lu Xi to understand the thoughts of the cultists, and he even had a radical view in his heart that "cult fanatics who are not prepared to survive the second phase of the middle school should die", but the biggest irony is that as a pioneer of non-cultists, he has the power of chaos that cultists and even most of the abyssal demons cannot control.

If the power of chaos is really embodied in the main material plane where Lu Xi and they are located, most of them will turn into a large gray flame, exuding a color that makes life uneasy and even palpitating. And at this time. In front of Lu Xi and them, there was a group of soul fires that represented the crystallization of the life of the Necromantic Lord, but it contained abundant and rich chaos magic. That's why it takes on this unpleasant gray color.

Gillett looked at the gray flame and was amazed. Naturally, he also felt in his heart the power of the ominous and dead silence represented in the flames. and the angry feelings of the black duke himself swirling in it. Ordinary people may even look at the gray fire with their naked eyes, and they may be frightened and have nightmares for days, but for a strong-willed and courageous person like Gillit, he will almost not be affected at all, and he even feels a little curious.

"I've never seen anything like it. If it's a soul fire, it must be green. Well, because the ghost fire in the cemetery of our hometown is also green. ”

"It's called phosphorus fire. It's just that the bones are spontaneously combusting...... The soul fire of undead creatures has many colors. ”

"Really? Most of the Spectre classes I've seen are also gray. ”

"That's misled by visual misalignment. In fact, people are colorless, but because it is translucent, it will make the vision blurry, which is why there is such a misunderstanding. Lu Xi said loudly.

Up to now, Lu Xi had seen the green, scarlet, and black soul fires, what kind of colors the soul fires of the undead lords presented. Basically, it is related to their elemental bias force and power energy level, so it can be regarded as colorful and varied, but only the black duke Angmar's is such a dull and inconspicuous gray. But if you look closely, it is so deep that it makes people's hearts palpitate, the kind of ominous color that seems to freeze people's hearts and souls.

The gray fire of the soul burned. Pulsating and shimmering with all sorts of disgusting shapes. It's like an alien beast with teeth and claws, not only trying to devour your body. And also your spirit and soul. Then, the demonic beast-like flames began to condense and contract, slowly integrating into an "entity"—a tall knight in armor and cloak, who looked to be about forty years old, just at the peak of a warrior's intellectual, physical, and technical perfection. His physique is strong and strong, with a pure Chinese face, and his facial features are resolute and tenacious, as if he is carved with a knife and axe, full of warrior-like majesty and vicissitudes.

If you ignore that this is a translucent ghost-like phantom, if you ignore the strange scarlet light flashing in the eye sockets, this is definitely a perfect image of a military commander based on appearance. The calm and majestic heroism of the mountains seems to have been engraved in every cell of him.

…… Unfortunately, he is now an undead, an unnatural creature that hovers the edges and boundaries of the world, an avenger full of fury and hatred for the one in life, and the most powerful and cruel kind.

"Is this what the Black Duke Angmar was like when he was alive?" Lu Xi looked at it seriously and said with a smile: "It should be said that it was beyond my expectations, but it is still within the scope of acceptance." ”

"And what kind of person do you imagine the Black Duke Angmar to be?" Kirlett laughed.

"After all, he was a famous general who galloped around during his lifetime, but after his death, he personally ruined the middle and second diseases of his homeland, and he felt that his temperament should be more gloomy...... Uh, speaking of which, there are really a lot of secondary two diseases of this type of necromantic knight, and it's really because the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked! ”

"That's too disrespectful to the predecessors, isn't it? I have also heard the story of the Black Duke, a hero who desperately guarded the country to save the country during his lifetime, but he couldn't get the honor or even understanding that the hero deserved. He fought desperately on the front line, but the corrupt officials and corrupt officials in the country were recklessly embezzling military salaries and supplies, saving the country from collapse countless times, but they were still regarded by the royal family and the big nobles as ambitious people who needed to be released. Political enemies sent killers to destroy his entire family because of a small conflict, and because of the fear of reprisals, they simply used his history of participating in the Crimson Knights as an excuse to label him treason......" Killitt showed a sad expression, looked deeply at the resolute "heroic face" of the black duke, and sighed: "In this world, the only thing that has caused the greatest tragedy is the prejudice of the foolish people and the selfish desires of the superiors. ”

"Yes, if the stock market had ended here, he might have a high place in history textbooks by now, and he would be cherished and revered by everyone as a tragic hero who saved the country. As long as civilization does not perish, his reputation will continue to spread like this. Lu Xi spread his hands. also sighed, but unfortunately there was no regret in his tone and expression: "It's a pity." History goes on, and he meets the main character. can only continue to be a villain. Although the Necromantic Lord was resurrected by the Plague King, it would not have been possible to gain such great power without his own will and the monstrous resentment against the world before his death. ”

“…… In short, this ancient hero worthy of sympathy is now nothing more than a wretched creature addicted to hatred and killing. It is also the object that we must bring down. Lu Xi glanced at the half-elf swordsman: "Brother Kiritt, the soul fire of the Black Duke contains chaotic energy. Every contact, well, even a little closer, has the potential to hurt terribly. I don't know how this tin zombie has mastered such discordant powers, but if we act rashly, we will surely die a miserable death. ”

"So ......"

"You better prepare to deal with Angmar's whining little brothers." Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders and stretched out his finger to point to the ruins at the gate of the city behind Duke Hei. At this time, the necromantic knights gathered at the city gate had reached a considerable number. They were still struggling to smash the wall of light in front of them while enduring all kinds of artillery fire and attacks that rushed into the sky. Compared to the beginning, the color of the light curtain was much dimmer, and the corrugated halo on it was swaying and vibrating at a more intense frequency. You can see it. It can't hold back the enemy for too long.

"If you can't kill the Black Duke before this light curtain is destroyed, I'll have to give you enough time. Is that what it means? Gillett looked at Lu Xi, who was full of innocent faces, and couldn't help but complain: "You can really make people!" Take on a big villain. It's not the same thing as dealing with a horde of angry minions, right? ”

The half-elf swordsman's words were not finished. Lu Xi had already single-handedly rushed towards the Black Duke.

"Remember, don't meddle!" He also didn't forget to give instructions to Gillett and Lim.

If it was in the case that the "ontology" of the black duke still existed, Lu Xi's approach was undoubtedly very stupid and even reckless. You must know that even when they were injured and were blocked by the wind with magic, Angmar still threatened Lu Xi's life several times. If it weren't for the cooperation of his friends, plus Lu Xi himself cheating again and again with the system golden thigh, he himself might have died several times.

So, what will happen when the other party is now left with only a ghostly phantom condensed with soul fire?

The ghostly black duke made a false grasping motion, unleashing the magic of traction, and the black greatsword that was still stuck in the ground jumped out of the crack in the ground, and fell into his transparent "palm".

"I thought that under the interference of the magic circle of the wind, you had completely lost control of your own magic." Lu Xidao.

"If I had a body, maybe so." The ghostly Necromantic Lord made an even more eerie sound, which was a sound that collided directly with the resonance of magical power, which naturally seemed more unnatural and terrifying: "However, now that I have been freed from such clumsy body constraints, I naturally don't need to use magic to simulate the five senses." Now I am directly using the power of chaos to feel a qiē and control a qiē, don't forget it, Lu Xi? Berencaster, everything in the world is born from the laws of chaos. In other words, a qiē is a subordinate manifestation of the power of chaos, including the source of your power - those magical elements. ”

"Don't say that it seems like you jumped out of your 'body', okay? It's obviously a defeated dog who was forced by us to show his tail, don't look like he's going to transform, okay? Do you think you're Frieza? Lu Xi laughed as he rushed forward, his sword piercing the black duke's black sword, and his other hand slammed the World Tree Scepter to the ground. Under his feet, the circle of light, composed of more complex structures and rune structures, began to swirl, blooming with a white light that was almost blinding.

"Do you want to trap me with such a circle? Don't make me laugh! Lu Xi? Belencaster, turn into blood in the face of the power of the Chaos Circle! The Black Duke let out such a loud shout, and the ghostly half of his body once again turned into gray flames, engulfing Lu Xi's body inside. Even if a magician of this strength, even if those "clergy" had already added a layer of holy light armor to his body, it was impossible for him to survive such a powerful ruin, right? However, only a few seconds later, the shouting turned into a roar of horror and anger: "Why? Why can't you even take damage from the Chaos Flames? ”

Because, I'm a cheater, I don't understand this kind of truth, and I deserve to be regarded as an iron zombie in the old era. Lu Xi thought. (To be continued......)