The Necronomicon Realm Andullah Ongo, a gathering place for the undead on one side of the Fourth Abyss, is located in the southeastern corner of Hell, near another vast continent, the Fourth Purgatory, the Bronze Realm, Minastigo.

During Katosh's reign over the Necronomicon for more than a thousand years, the country grew stronger, but its small territory could not accommodate the growing number of undead, and Andullah Ongo was in dire need of expansion.

Eventually, the king of the tomb set his sights on hell.

This is the obvious reason, but in fact, the King of the Tomb has never cared about the Necromantic Realm that he has created, and even in his waking state, all the actions of the Necromantic Monarch are satisfying his endless desires like a ravine.

To this end, it joins forces with the Lords of Purgatory to invade Hell to satisfy its inner war and bloodlust;

Create a kingdom, gather the undead, and satisfy your inner desire to rule;

However, what it loves most is still to ponder all kinds of blasphemy, which makes one wonder how much the Necromantic Monarch hated God during his lifetime.

……

Night, who has no interest in learning about Katosh's past, uses a series of words to provoke the mind of the King of the Tomb to take advantage of this rare period of madness, the first purpose of Night's quest is to escape, and the second purpose is how to fiddle with the king of the undead.

If not, he didn't have to wait until the King of the Tomb entered the time of madness before giving the other party a chance to catch him.

"Think about it, O Monarch of the Necromancy, what are you seeking?"

As soon as the words fell, the five fingers of the night came together, bursting out with a ray of holy light, and the divine energy made the soul fire of the King of the Tomb turn to reflect the scarlet color, and the anger swelled even closer, and the reason also fell even closer.

"I want your soul!"

The energy of the holy light soared, and a small white sun condensed in Cangye's hands, rising and exploding suddenly.

The Tomb King's roarer, his gorgeous clothes swayed, projecting hundreds of miserable green rays, densely shooting towards the night.

Each ray of light is a three-ring [strong acid ray], releasing hundreds at a time, and the consumption is not from the king of the tomb itself, but from the magic items on its body.

The surrounding space had long been blocked, and Cangye couldn't use the dimensional wand, so he could only rely on the techniques of [Flash] and [Teleportation], relying on the precise calculation of the super brain to dodge every strong acid shot.

The King of the Tomb was still not satisfied, and the claw skull let out a scream, and the sound wave swept through, and the night figure immediately froze in place.

Six-Ring Spell - The Great Roar!

"Human, you can't refuse a greedy monarch!"

Katosh let out a high-pitched laugh as an obscure spell emanated from his mouth, the power of the spell shaping it into a physical rune wrapped around his wand.

Blasphemous words: Pain!

Compared to the [Blasphemy], which is more hated by the gods, the difference is that it only acts on the holder of divinity, and the more the divinity in the body is richer, the more intense the inexplicable pain it produces.

In an instant, Cang Ye felt as if his whole body was being crushed by a giant hammer, and every inch of flesh and blood was transmitted along the nerves, and the brain was the most serious, and the consciousness and soul were also strongly impacted.

In the midst of the severe pain, Cangye replaced the main brain with the first brain, and at the same time temporarily turned off the sense of touch in the limbs, calmly looked at the King of the Tomb, and the whisper of the Necromantic Monarch sounded in his ears again:

Blasphemous words: flail!

The black and red chains condensed from the incantation came from all directions, like a serpentine wound around the limbs of the night.

The more critical the moment, the calmer the night becomes.

The seven auxiliary brains were overloaded at the same time, and time stretched infinitely under the senses of the night in a trance, and a short second seemed to pass an hour.

In a short period of time, the night began to calculate wildly. Run for 0.0003 seconds, and find the optimal solution in the night.

The fragments of the [Book of Necronomicon] appeared in his hand in an instant, and the indescribable chaotic darkness began to spread, and the curse of blasphemy was also covered under this layer of darkness, and in the greater threat, the night got rid of the state attachment from the [Blasphemous Language].

The power of the holy light covered the entire palm, and he clenched his fist suddenly, and the night struck a fist of divine brilliance towards the void.

Judgment Fist!

With the blessing of the power from the Divine, the power of the Divine Fist was infinitely amplified, and the madness from the Necromantic Monarch was further deepened.

"Yes, it is this power, the disgusting sacred, what a great blasphemy!"

The bone finger poked out, and a dark black vortex was released from the fingertips, and the moment the Holy Fist light touched the vortex, it dissipated into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Blasphemous Words: Perish!

After only two or three moves, Cangye has already tested most of the opponent's strength.

An existence that definitely stands at the pinnacle of the epic, comparable to the Golden Apostle...... Or it could be a stronger being, infinitely close to the myth.

There will never be more than five such seeded players in the park.

The opponent has a more than 70% chance of being able to kill himself, and Cangye has to fight with his whole body.

But the standoff was broken after a few moments.

Following the holy light, a mysterious figure in a cloak broke into the place where the two were fighting, and its body was draped in a holy light that was richer than the night.

……

Night's choice of location also has his own considerations, the biggest factor is that Nightshade knows that the paladin is nearby, so at the moment when some of his limbs have just recovered, what he did was not to sneak attack the King of the Tomb, but to release the Holy Light Bullet for help.

The Holy Light Bullet itself contains a part of the message for help, and the Paladin has a dogmatic law that it is absolutely forbidden to ignore the helper, so Cangye is not worried that the other party will die or not save him.

Although shocked by the presence of the night, after a brief thought, the holy light turned red in the blink of an eye, and the rich blood light slashed out along the great sword towards the King of the Tomb.

Martial Arts - Guilty Strike!

The King of the Tomb roared:

"Get out of here!"

In a short split second, the claw skeleton flashed six gray-white beams in succession, each weakening part of the power of the Guilty Breaker, and after all six were released, the wand was swung like a war hammer by Katosh, easily strangling the remaining blood light.

Unmoved, the paladin approached and fought with the King of the Tomb.

This is one of the values of Katosh that Nights uses to consume as many other seeded players as possible for themselves, but that is not enough.

……

The night took advantage of the entanglement between the two sides and retreated, and before leaving, his ears lingered with the low and eerie incantation of the King of the Tomb:

"You have nowhere to run!"

Regardless of it, Cangye is not an existence that will be easily provoked by words, leaving the battlefield and rushing away, suddenly, Cangye's heart is alarmed, and the sixth sense is crazy to sound.

A familiar sense of threat.

From the front of the night, a blood-colored figure slowly walked in.