............ , the combined military camp of Urban and Dahan.

When Jiang Zhan's spellcasting ritual was completed, the entire camp was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the moon and stars that had been there were all gone, as if they had never existed.

Under this darkness, even the campfire and magic light source in the camp were eclipsed. For example, a bonfire, its normal lighting range, should be more than ten meters, but now it has been reduced to less than 2 meters. This natural light source is better, and the magic light source is even more unbearable. There are many unquenchable lighting sources in many places, and it is the head of the cigarette fire, and only a little spark remains.

"It's ...... to go"

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong? Why is the light suddenly dim?"

"It's not natural darkness, where is the Arcanist??"

The barracks suddenly became agitated, and the officers and soldiers of the two countries who were preparing felt that something was wrong.

This darkness was obviously not caused by nature, and they immediately got busy. These officers and men were well-trained regular soldiers, and although they were a little panicked when they encountered such an accident, they were not chaotic. They quickly organized a defensive camp and prepared to deal with an unknown "enemy".

Some arcanists have already begun to prepare to dispel spells, and in their opinion, this unexplained darkness is the huā of the enemy.

At this moment, the officers' communication devices suddenly sounded the voices of their superiors.

“...... Don't panic, don't panic! This is our army performing a spell ceremony, and the departments continue their work, don't panic!!"

“............ This is not an enemy! Not an enemy! a supernatural phenomenon caused by the spell-casting rituals of our army...... Lifting the police tea ......"

The generals of the coalition forces, after using the communication device to make the announcement, sent signal corps to convey it to the various troops.

It was only after receiving a written order from the signal corps that the officers and men quieted down, lifted their guards, and resumed their work at the same time.

"" What is this? How does it feel eerie............

"yes, this kind of darkness must be abnormal!"

Although the officers and men were quiet, they still inevitably talked about it.

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When the darkness was shrouded just now, there was also a gust of wind.

The wind whipped up the dust and rattled on the surrounding tents, and the whole day the sky seemed to have a black curtain drawn, and the moonlight was long gone.

This yin wind carries a cold feeling, but not a physical cold, but a cold from the depths of the soul.

"Bastard, it's not cold, it's negative energy!!"

"That's right, it's negative energy......"

Some spellcasters immediately sensed this cold anomaly.

"How can this be true, the negative energy plane is connected......"

"What kind of spell is this?? It actually needs to connect to the negative energy plane......"

"No" is not just the negative energy plane...... Another plane has been connected, and this plane has a strong death power......"

"And with the divine power! This is the divine power of death......"

There were quite a few high-level spellcasters in the coalition, and they quickly confirmed what was behind this phenomenon. Especially the high-level spellcasters of the Urban Empire inside, these guys have been dealing with death spells, negative energy, undead and other things for many years, and they are simply too familiar with these things.

"Is this connected plane the kingdom of God??"

"Seems so...... , what kind of rich divine power of death, it is definitely only in the kingdom of God......"

"This is the kingdom of God, yes, but this is not the kingdom of my lord, it seems to be the underworld of the Huaxia god system, the kingdom of God of His Royal Highness Artemisia Lijun......"

"That's right, this is the underworld of the Huaxia God System, the realm of Artemisia ,!!"

Among them, the high-ranking priests quickly recognized what "this world, which was connected with the negative energy plane, was what it was."

These clerics are all priests of Bazel, the "god of death magic". Since the fall of Valicia, the "God of Tomb Guards and the Law of the Dead", the church of Bazel, the "God of Death Magic", has become the only remaining sect in the Urban Empire.

Because the urban god system is quite weak, there are only two gods in total. Now a fall "a heavy blow."

As a result, the entire country's magic casters were greatly affected, and at least a quarter completely lost their ability to cast spells.

However, fortunately, they still have the Huaxia Divine System as an ally" At this critical time, the Huaxia Divine Department is very interesting to help them maintain the situation. Because the Urban Divine Department has now been hit hard, the only remaining Bazel is seriously injured, and he is a little unable to even give the divine arts. As a result, several Chinese gods who were close to his essence gave divine magic to believers in his place.

Bazel is the god of the magic of the six deaths, and is a god weapon that belongs to the typical realm of death. Among the gods of the Chinese god system, the one closest to his essence is, of course, the "Green Emperor" Artemisia Lijun.

Therefore, now these priests in Urban are also familiar with the divine power of Artemisia Lijun.

Although I know that this thing is not the ghost of the enemy, everyone is still very curious about what this phenomenon represents.

However, the area where the spell ritual takes place has been placed under martial law. Unrelated personnel are not allowed to approach at all. So everyone has no choice but to speculate.

Yuan Xuan's silver-haired Luo Lì was different, she was standing next to the circle. It's not that there are loopholes in Dahan's military discipline, but because she is now holding the position of commander of this martial law force, so she can stand on the scene and see enough.

Among the reinforcements sent by the Han Empire this time, there were dozens of dragons. In addition to the dragons who served in the various churches, there were more than two dozen dragons. However, most of these guys are "militia", and only a few dragons are regular soldiers.

Yuan Shou, this silver dragon luo, although she is not very old, "is also a little off the line in doing things, but her strength is very strong, this is not a joke, her strength is really strong" Even many adult dragons are not her opponents. And she also has a close relationship with Su Ze, the crown prince of Urban, so for various considerations, this Luo lì dragon was appointed by the Han court as the deputy commander of this group of giant dragon militia.

She now also has the rank of "Captain of the Cavalry", a rank awarded exclusively to reserve officers and militia officers, equivalent to the reserve major of the Earth.

This is also something that cannot be helped, because the situation in the Han Empire itself is also very tense now, and there is a lot of pressure from the northern Yasen countries, and it is impossible to send too many forces.

Now, Yuan Shou's "Xiao Cavalry Captain" is next to the circle as an onlooker.

"Oh, what is this well??" exclaimed.

"Uh...... , Lao Tzu is about to vomit......" Jing Heng hurriedly took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth, lest if he slowed down a little, the contents of his stomach would squirt out.

The things that poured out of the circle looked like just some liquid, extremely viscous liquid, like a large pile of paste.

But take a closer look......

Indeed, there was a lot of rotting flesh, garbage, stained blood, stumps, bones, dead branches and leaves............ and so on.

As soon as this beach appeared, it brought with it an unpleasant smell against the sky.

"Vomit Vomit Nnn"

"Wow" stinks!!!!

The soldiers who were originally around couldn't help but vomit wildly as soon as they smelled this ungodly smell.

It's not your average stench, it's so bad that it's hard to put into words.

Just the slightest smell will give you the feeling of being stuck in a manure pit. Disgusting to the bones, disgusting to the depths of the soul.

Jiang Zhan "I fuck your mother!! it stinks!!!It stinks!!Vomit and vomit nnn" There was a burst of angry scolding and vomiting from outside the martial law line.

This was General Shen Yue's shout.

Because Jiang Zhan told him just now that he would perform a very powerful spell casting ritual and would summon a very powerful assistant. So after arranging the task in his hand just now, he couldn't help but be curious, "ready to run to the scene as an onlooker."

Unexpectedly, before he could get to the place, he was defeated by this stench that seemed to be able to whip the soul. ..............................................................................

"Vomit and vomit...... Uncle, you're so disgusting!" Although Jing Heng had already experienced it once, he couldn't help it, and he retched for a while.

It's not like it's smoked" He had already prepared a spell to defend against the smell, and he didn't ask about the smell, it was just a psychological effect.

But when he looked up, he was taken aback.

I saw that Yuan Shou was actually like no one, "still laughing and holding the camera to shoot."

"Yuan Shou...... Don't you smell the stench...... he asked, curiously.

Before, the first time he experienced this ritual, he was so sick that he couldn't eat.

"No, I have the amulet of my lord and the great god............ Yuan Shou took out a beautiful gold amulet from his neck, and said a little proudly: "This amulet was given to me by Su Xue, it can resist all kinds of harsh environments, and it can also purify the surrounding poisonous gas......"

"I ...... No way...... This is a high-grade magic ornament!!" Jing Heng suddenly pandered.

He knew the goods, and as soon as he saw the divine power reaction on this amulet, he knew that it was a level thing. Judging from the strength of the divine power fluctuations on the talisman, the spells attached to it will definitely not be inferior to the same effect of the caster of the level divine spell.

"Damn, this god is too generous...... Yuan Shou, this guy is just an ordinary believer......" Jing Heng muttered to himself in his heart.

At this point, the mushy pile finally poured out.

The mass of "Woo Woo Woo Nnn" made a high-pitched whistling sound, like the whistle of a train.

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