readx;?? However, just as the internal quarrel within the Council of the Dead is inconsistent, a meeting in the distant interdimensional layer that will decide the fate of the Council of the Dead is taking place at the same time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And it was the five Legendary Lichs who took part in the meeting.

It's fair to say that in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer occasions to gather five legendary lichs at once.

The meeting was set in the depths of a deserted void where nothing could be seen but the tumbling and roaring elemental energy. But that's fine, meeting here is not worried about being ambushed by others, nor worrying about being snooped on by outsiders, it is an ideal place to meet each other.

At about the same moment when Li Xun and Skeletron rushed to the Thundering Fortress like a storm, this "calm" void suddenly rippled in space, and the five portals slowly opened at the same time almost in no particular order.

Immediately, out of the portal came five legendary lichs who shook the Klein plane.

Although they are completely different in form, clothing, posture, and even movement habits, the cold, ruthless, and extremely evil soul fluctuations are similar, allowing people to discern the essence of their souls at a glance.

The first to walk out of the portal was none other than Shane VII, who had the title of Lord of the Dead. In terms of personal strength and power, it is the real boss of the United Council of the Dead, and the rest of the legendary lich can only be called the boss.

However, Sean VII, who appeared this time, was completely dressed as a middle-aged male mage, with a well-groomed mustache slightly upturned on both sides, elegant and wise, but with a hint of evil. Wearing a mysterious robe that was out of step with this era, the hands that fell outside were white and flexible, and a faint black flame always lingered on them.

This was actually the most common appearance of Shane VII during his hundreds of years as president of the Mage's Guild, and it was also what it looked like before the Lich Reincarnation ceremony.

Stepping out of the portal and seeing Sean VII dressed like this, Valakis, known as the Lich Empress, let out a soft snort of surprise. After thousands of years of lich life, Valakis, the female mage who once conquered an era with her beauty, has become unbearable to look at.

Without a withered body of flesh and blood, the once abundant and beautiful scenery is no longer there. Only the dry, dehydrated skin had been refined into a magical item by Valakis, still clinging to the skeleton's skeleton. The beautiful and dazzling waist-length blond hair had also faded into a dry, wrinkled, sparse yellow hair, messy like a weed about to wither. And the euphemistic and charming voice has become hoarse and dry, like the curse of the evil spirit in a secular novel.

Thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, Valakis has gone from being the sexiest female mage in history to what she is today. But just when her heart was already like a dead water and couldn't make any waves, this Shane, whom she had been secretly in love with for a long time, suddenly used magic to transform into his most plump and handsome appearance.

This...... How did this not let her ...... Excited......

It's a pity that the binding of the lich's body makes her not have that condition even if she wants to be excited. So her surprise, her excitement, maybe it was the emotion she wanted to express, but now it has been reduced to a clever performance.

The Lich doesn't have these things anymore!

Owo, Lord of Rot!

Ragong, the Lord of Symbols!

Sazastan, the Pale Lord!

Soon after, the three legendary lichs also appeared on the scene.

Regarding the appearance of Sazastan, Shane and the other 4 lichs were obviously stunned. For a long time, they thought that Sazastan was stranded in the undead realm for some reason and could not return for a short time, so this lich gathering did not count it at all.

The five "like-minded" legendary lichs did not dispel the tumbling tides of energy around them, nor did they bless any spell protection, and they naturally communicated at the core of the elemental storm.

Here, no known prophecy detection spell could penetrate the turbulent energy tides, let alone prepare any traps beforehand, so it was far more suitable for lich conversations than the heavily guarded magical vaults. As for the intrusion of energy that constantly washed over their bodies like a tidal wave, for the five lichs, just as humans can't do without air and fish can't do without water, not only is it not a burden, but it is the most favorable fighting environment for them.

"Sazastan, when did you come back? ...... there" Sean VII hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question he was most worried about: "What happened there?" ”

Sazastan remained the same as before, dressed in ornate robes, skinny, pale-skinned humans, with dark eyes, sparse black beards, and withered hands. This is also the disguise it has always shown to be human, and underneath that illusory exterior is still an evil and insidious, cold-blooded lich.

But somehow, Shane and the others felt that there were many differences in it. Vaguely, it seems that even the soul fluctuations have changed slightly.

Sazastan shook his head with a gloomy face and sighed, "We have completely lost the undead realm. It's already the world of the Great Necropolis! ”

Although Sazastan's return was telling, the lich's souls still trembled after receiving confirmation from it.

The external expansion space has been cut off, and the internal living space has been squeezed unprecedentedly, is this time the undead struggle going to end in this way? Where did this necropolis come from, and why did it oppose the Council of the Dead?

Just as the lich's thoughts were wandering, Sean VII still persistently asked, "What about the Undead King?" There are 13 undead kings in the undead realm, can that large cemetery withstand the attacks of 13 undead kings? ”

The lichs all set their eyes on Sazastan at the same time.

That's right! There are 13 undead kings in the undead realm, and all of them have undead subordinates who are like mountains and seas to drive them. In terms of the high-end strength that the Necropolis has recently displayed, the five legendary lichs who are even slightly inferior to the United Council of the Dead in terms of top-level combat power, how could they form a substantial development of the undead world so quickly? Could it be that the undead kings just ignored them?

Sazastan shook his head bitterly, "The Necropolis is not as simple as it seems. It was as if they had some kind of means of quickly converting the corpses of their enemies into their own use, and with each time they defeated a king, they could quickly convert them into a part of their own combat power. Moreover, in the past year or so, they have established secret connections with several undead kings, so it is no longer possible for the kings to form a joint force to expel them. ”

Slowly but resolutely, Sazastan gave a concise account of the past few years and several struggles with the Necropolis. Of course, there are truths and falsehoods in these words, and there are falsehoods and truths, and completely avoid some places that are easy to be "misunderstood". Anyway, everything happened in the other world, and there was no doubt that a few lichs in front of him could find out the truth, so Sazastan, who was "possessed" by Kern, was relieved to boldly make up lies.

Creatures like lichs have been insulated from all prophecy spells since they chose the necromancy as their specialization faction. Even the "Prayer Technique", a general spell, is not as effective as ordinary human high-level mages when it is cast by legendary lichs.

After all, the Lich is a magical creature that has defied the will of the plane and is hated by it, and it is obvious that it is not welcome when it comes to spells that require a response from the ethereal plane consciousness.

So "Sazastan" never worries that his lies will be exposed!

Silent!

Unspeakable silence!

The five lichs looked at each other, all a little speechless.

Since the other party was able to subdue the undead kings one by one and transform them into use, then this was enough to show that the hidden strength of the other party was probably bigger and more terrifying than what they showed.

In this case, the head-on confrontation between the Council of the Undead and the other side seems a bit reckless.

The Lich Clan is already in the main material plane, and people hate dogs. From the day he became a necromancer, he was ostracized and disliked by other spellcasters, and even basic personal safety could not be guaranteed in the human realm, so almost every lich has a painful past that cannot be looked back on.

And every lich that survives for a long time is a cunning conspirator. They never cling to the momentary rise and fall of glory and disgrace, and they never like to fight desperately to the death. Whenever they encounter an enemy or problem that is difficult to resist, they always fight in a roundabout way.

To put it simply, the lich has never been good at evenly matched frontal toughness, but likes to hide in the shadows and perform intrigues, and then come out to show off their might after the enemy has been weakened and dying. Every time they encounter a problem, they hide in the half-plane, and maybe after a hundred years have passed, when they are still thinking again, the enemies who were once in the sky have turned into a handful of loess, and those problems will no longer be problems!

With their near-immortal life, any enemy is nothing more than a passing moment, and it is not worth their mere obsession with and to die for.

That's actually the way the lich is most accustomed to handling things!

While the five legendary lichs were pondering, a succession of magical messages continued to enter their ears.

After casting a simplified version of the Undead Scourge, two legendary mages of Novis were severely damaged, and several legendary lich demons were also in a period of low strength. At this time, I suddenly heard that seven or eight out of ten of the Thundering Fortress had a chicken bone stuck in the throat, how could this not make the lich roar in anger.

However, from the lower henchmen, it was the cemetery that made trouble, and the legendary lich present calmed down again, silently thinking about the way out.

Yes, the bad habit of hiding when the lich is strong has returned!