Blood! Meat! Fresh life!

The Eye Demon is doing his best to protect the Eye of the Nest Mother, especially the three Elder Eyes, who have basically exhausted all their spells, and looks a little sluggish, looking like they have overcast.

It can be said that the suspense of the war has been lost at this point, and the more than 300 eye demons have almost been lost, leaving only the last less than 20 or so still barely resisting. A large number of undead quickly blocked all passages, and the lich used magic to ban all teleportation, which is the current situation.

Stepping on the blood-soaked ground, Colby grinned wide, greedily devouring his soul floating in the air. As a Barlow Demon Demon he enjoyed the massacre very much, especially the Eye Demon's distorted and hateful feelings, which were simply supreme delicacy and enjoyment for the demons, and if I had to use a more vivid metaphor, it would undoubtedly be drug use.

The soul that wailed in pain slowly inhaled it down its mouth and nose, followed by a burst of extreme pleasure that stimulated the senses, causing the four-meter-tall demon to start roaring, and after a few seconds, it slowly returned to normal.

He licked his lips greedily, and his two soul-stirring eyes stared at the eye of the largest nest mother. Of all the remaining demons, this one's soul is the most powerful and equally delicious.

"Demon, you'd better not hit the idea of the eye of the nest mother, its soul is still useful."

Just as Colby was about to attack, Congus suddenly appeared beside him and issued a warning. The half-lich unleashed its powerful magical energy, its golden skulls and soul gems gleaming. Several inner ring lichs form a semicircle. The threat is obvious.

Although the Barlow Flame Demon is the most powerful demon in the bottomless abyss other than the lord. But in the face of the even more terrifying half-lich, he can only retreat, not to mention that the entire lair is full of undead creatures, unless he is impatient to live, he can only obey honestly.

In the evil camp, it is always the strongest people who can speak loudly, and if the weak ones want to challenge, then they must be prepared to die, because these guys don't care about any laws and morals, and they have never been in the habit of showing mercy to their enemies.

Colby clearly knows this. After the two blood-red eyes flickered a few times, he saluted very respectfully: "Of course, a qiē obeys your orders, a powerful half-lich." ”

As a clever demon, he knew that although his armor and weapons were very powerful, they were nothing compared to so many lichs, so he wisely chose to back down. The soul of the nest mother's eye is the ultimate delicacy, but it's not worth the effort.

"Very well, then you can go and complete your own task now."

Congus's voice was as cold and unforgiving as ever, as cold as the snow outside the lair. There were two bits of light in his eyes, as if he could see through the unwillingness in the demon's heart. The momentum emanating from his body not only did not weaken, but became more powerful.

"Yes!"

Fighting back his rage, Colby clenched the hammer in his hand. Turning and rushing in the direction of the Eyeman. With the evil shield of the Pain Armor, he forcibly approached with more than a dozen magic rays, and swung his weapon viciously, instantly smashing the Eye Demon in front of him into a meatloaf.

"Poof!"

With another muffled sound, the other eye demon was also killed, and the huge spherical body was squeezed by external forces, and the main eye suddenly collapsed alive, revealing a bloody hole, and the nerves and internal organs inside gushed out one after another, looking extremely bloody and terrifying.

It was clear that Colby had used the demons as punching bags, pouring out his anger to the fullest. He knew very well that he couldn't afford to provoke these powerful undead creatures, and Henry wouldn't allow that, so he had to transfer his hatred to the enemy, after all, demons are not a kind of forbearance race, so it was normal to vent in battle.

Seeing the bloodthirsty appearance of the Barlow Flame Demon, a sneer appeared on the dry face of the lich Bertlem: "Hmph, what a stupid demon who actually used this way to demonstrate to us again. Chief, would you like to give him some color? ”

"Yes, I think it's necessary to teach him a lesson." The lich Anse El, a level twenty-fifth magician, nodded in agreement.

"Well, let's show us what we're capable of, and let this arrogant guy understand that magic is the most powerful power in the world. I'll give you three minutes to get rid of the remaining Eye Demons once and for all. Remember, the eye of the nest mother is alive. ”

As the leader of the Circle of Truth, Congus would certainly not refuse such a request. His goal is to create an organization of spellcasters like the Talisman Society, which is composed entirely of undead creatures and demons, while he controls a qiē behind the scenes. Seeing that several members of the inner ring have a stronger sense of identification with the organization, he is too late to be happy, how can he oppose it.

All the lichs moved their withered fingers, and at the same time they all began to chant powerful spells, and after half a minute, several powerful spells were released at once.

"Banshee's Howl", "Abyssal Fury", "Cloud Incineration Technique", "Organ Harvesting", "Abidaki Death Technique", "Death Seal", almost all of them are level 8 and 9 magic, which completely collapsed the originally desperate eye demons, and all launched a self-killing charge, wanting to pull a few more pads before dying.

No way, even a fool can see how big the gap between the two sides is at this moment, the lich has killed more than twelve eyes of magic in one round, and if they come to the next round, they will all die.

In particular, the effect of the ninth-level magic of "Abyssal Fury" looks simply shocking, no, more precisely, it is madness, and the person who invented this spell is definitely not very normal.

Look at the poor guy who was pulled into the abyss by the plane passage, after a few seconds of screaming and wailing, the entire spherical body was cut into countless pieces of minced flesh, and then squirted out violently from within. Turned into a rain of blood. The largest piece wasn't bigger than a palm. This shows how terrible it was tortured in the abyss.

While eye magic has always been known for being twisted and perverted, it treats others rather than yourself. None of the creatures wanted to end up like this, so they gave up on the last vestiges of illusion altogether, and they all chose to die together.

Of course, as with all cruel realities, despite the fact that the surface is very tragic, in the face of absolute strength, the Eye Demon has not even touched a single finger of the lich. Directly overwhelmed by countless death knights and bone golems.

One of the elders' eyes was even more unlucky, allowing Colby to grab him and hammer him with his elbow and knee repeatedly, and finally caused him to bleed profusely in his body. He remembered his mission, so he didn't use any weapons, leaving the body intact.

As soon as the battle was over, Congus gave the order to the undead and began to clean up the corpses and search the entire lair in order to take every valuable thing with them, especially the corpses of so many Eye Demons. It's definitely a rare goodie, and if you're lucky, you'll be able to create one hundred and sixty Dead-Eyed Tyrants. It can make up for the lack of ranged attacks in the undead army.

You must know that his losses in this battle are not small, more than twenty necromantic knights were dissociated into slag, thirty skeleton golems were scrapped, and the dead-eyed tyrant also destroyed more than a dozen, as for the cannon fodder like the giant skeleton warrior, it was damaged by more than one hundred and fifty, so how can it be scavenged.

Just as the half-lich was secretly calculating the gains and losses, Henry stepped on the blood-soaked passage, followed by Allen, who had already embarked on the path of pursuing magic.

Although the boy's face was still a little pale, his eyes were not afraid of the terrifying-looking undead and the corpses on the ground, and in terms of mental state, he was completely in line with the state of the neutral camp spellcaster, that is, he looked at death indifferently.

In the continent of Feren, mages from the good camp like Ilminster, Lyra, and Erasdra are almost rare, and more than 80% of the casters are neutral or simply throw themselves into the arms of evil.

Because in the study of magic, it is basically difficult to avoid living beings, especially the use of intelligent creatures to do reality, 100% will be defined as evil behavior, even if evil creatures are used, such as goblins, gnolls, orcs, etc., it can only be regarded as neutral, and it has nothing to do with goodness.

It can be said that it is a dilemma, if you want to be kind, then you can't continue to study magic, and if you want to continue to study magic, you have to give up kindness. It turns out that intellectual curiosity prevails over morality in a certain way, and more than eighty percent of mages choose magic over conscience.

There is no doubt that Allen's state of mind at the moment is shifting towards this aspect, and he is beginning to look at death from an indifferent and detached perspective. Although his strength is still very weak, so weak that he can't even deal with an ordinary Gaussian Eye Demon, he has surpassed many great (mage) masters above the fifteenth level in his thinking.

As a father, Henry was very pleased to see this change in his son, and there was a smile on his face that was not easy to be disregarded. He knows very well that the most important thing for a mage is the mentality and way of thinking, once these two points are mature, then the road to the legend is already open, and the rest is time and learning, as long as there are no accidents, it is a matter of time and time to become a legendary mage.

Seeing Henry appear in the passage, Congus quickly flew over without saying a word and asked in a low voice, "Master, this nest has been completely cleaned up, may I ask where is the next target?" ”

"Attacking the Mind Flayer's lair, of course. How's that, is there enough of the undead left? As far as I know, the strength of these octopus heads is very strong, their number is at least four hundred, and there are also about four thousand slaves, which is not at all better than directly attacking Uster. How much easier is the city of Nassa. ”

After the last siege and suppression of the Mind Flayer base, Henry completely understood what a terrifying race it was. A powerful psychic ability, a slave who is completely unafraid of life and death under the control, if it weren't for such a powerful army of immortals and lichs under his command, he would never have moved this thought.

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