As Ilminster and Hembo set up an ambush in the village and waited for Samast to throw himself into the net, they were taken aback by a soul-piercing thrill from behind.

Although the distance they sensed was not close, they all immediately realized that this soul-shattering mutation had occurred in the area less than three miles behind, and they saw a black curtain covering the sky, different from the darkness that existed underground, this darkness wrapped the soul, a silent scream, almost made Ilminster stiffen his nerves.

Silver fire erupted in an instant, enveloping the bodies of Ilminster and Hembo, and the next moment the darkness flooded all their sight, and the feeling of death that they had not touched for many years enveloped the depths of their hearts, and they shivered, and when they opened their eyes again, everything was back to normal, but it was not until a while later that their minds returned to normal.

"What's that?" Shinbu looked at the road behind her with a bit of a blank daz, and a staggeringly large crater appeared in view, which made her feel the fear she had not felt for a long time, a terrifying force beyond the scope of her thoughts.

"Something has been destroyed. Ilminster shook his white eyebrows and raised his hand to the ground: "Look there!"

A white mist floated from Ilminster's fingers, more than two miles away from them, and if it weren't for the force of the terrain bombarding it into a sleek hole, it would have been impossible for the two of them to notice this small white mist from such a distance, and there seemed to be something wrapped in it.

It's a soul.

Without the obscurations of the fog and the complex terrain, with superhuman perceptual power and experience, Ilminster and Simbu immediately had a guess and quietly cast a spell to try to get a glimpse of the true face of this cloud.

They were extremely careful, the force of this impact was extraordinary, they could not think of anything that could survive this impact, as the elect, they could easily smell the destructive power of this force that subverted all laws, and the creatures struck by it were probably very unlikely to even enter the River Styx.

Samast was extremely frustrated and angry, he never imagined that almost all of the power of the Dragon Witch Cult in Faerun, which he had gathered to excavate the ruins, would be wiped out by an attack so lightly.

The devastating feeling made him feel hopeless, and if he hadn't hidden his body in the half-plane in time, he would not have had time to destroy not only the half-skeleton now, but none of the hands he had brought with him survived.

His Dragon Witch Cult was destroyed almost instantly.

This made him furious, and the screams from his soul continued to radiate in all directions, and the scattered corrupted silver fire caused the ground around his body to smell [***].

And at this time, two figures fell into his perception, and in the not-so-distant past, the appearance and shape of these two people were familiar to him:

"Ilminster, Simb......"

The eyes that shimmered with silver flames swept over the electors of the two mysterious ladies who flew in.

The remaining half of his upper body could no longer fully contain his power, and the spiritual and divine powers that escaped from this corpse looked like a thick mist that shone with silver light.

However, Ilminster and Hembo still recognized him, and in addition to being shocked by the strength of the ruins' defenses, they also realized that this was a good opportunity to kill Samast: "Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Samast, it's so sad that you should be like this." ”

"It's you. The two corrupt silver fires that danced incessantly with anger released two rays of light, and the faces of Ilminster and Hembu roamed, and their voices were like the frost of a great glacier that would not melt for thousands of years, and like a poisonous snake worm in a bottomless abyss: "It's you!"

The sudden appearance of the two made Samast link them to the attack just now, and the anger made him unable to think calmly, and even after thinking calmly, the result was probably the same, not to mention that these two people were his enemies in the first place, and now, they were about to bear the wrath of the Lord of the Dragon Witch Cult.

Ilminster probably guessed the misunderstanding of the madman sect leader, but he didn't explain it, and launched an attack with Xinbu in an instant.

Powerful arcane power surged around Samaste, and they knew that they could not deal with a demigod lich and never destroy it brutally and directly, and the best way to imprison it with arcane was to use a variety of powers to wear down Samast's will until it was destroyed.

This imprisoning spell looks extraordinarily powerful, a large amount of source power is gathered from all directions, this powerful confinement spell, not only blocks the target's escape path from the material realm, the source force even blocks the space and consciousness, as long as it is completely hit, no one can be spared.

Ilminster and Hembo didn't despise Samast in the slightest because only half of Samast's bones were suspended in the air, and they couldn't have known how powerful this dragon witch leader was, when Lyra, Erastro, and Kelburn joined forces with the mage god Azus, they still managed to defeat Samast himself when his will wavered, and if it wasn't for the rebellion from the mysterious lady, the current number one voter might not have fallen to Ilminster.

So although Samast is seriously injured now, it is not so easy to deal with.

It turned out that it was still not enough to defeat Samast in this way, and the unleashed unleashed unleashed an unparalleled force from the only remaining half of the skeleton, which made Ilminster and Hinbu feel a great danger in this instant, although it was not as amazing as the huge force that had just fallen from the sky, but it was enough to pose a great threat to them.

He detonated his body with the Disintegration Technique!

The Mistra voters, who were skilled in magic, knew in an instant what Samast wanted to do.

But it's too late to stop it.

"Wait, damn it, I don't really care about these shallow minions, and next time I'll let you know what true terror and destruction are. ”

The last whisper left Ilminster and Simbu in a moment's silence, silent in the face of another pit left behind by the explosion.

"It looks like he's suffered a big loss this time. Ilminster was stunned for a moment, then turned to Hinbu on the side: "It must have taken a lot of effort for him to be here so soon after us." ”

"It's a pity that we couldn't kill him. Xinbu's eyelids jumped: "The real horror and destruction, he really dares to boast about Haikou, what can give us such an experience? The princes and leaders of the nether realm? ”

"Don't take it lightly, he dares to threaten like this, it's definitely not just intimidation, he doesn't have this bad habit. Ilminster frowned, and began to think about what could bring such a terrifying effect, could it be that Samast had any other powerful and evil allies besides the five-colored dragon queen who basically did not appear in the main material realm?

You must know that even the demon prince of the Nether Realm, coming to the main material realm, may not be able to make Ilminster feel 'terror and destruction'.

However, this is really something to worry about, because there are so many powerful beings in the multiverse.

After thinking about it, the mystery lady's chief elector decided not to think about it, he turned to Hembo and shrugged: "Okay, but we should prepare something......"

"Prepare what? Wait!" Hembo raised his eyebrows, suddenly pulled Ilminster, turned around, and faced the depths of the ruins: "Look!"

"Is there anything strange?" Ilminster looked back with confusion, and as soon as he asked, he immediately closed his mouth, and the lock behind him disappeared at some point.

"Did they find out in their conscience and stop sneaking around?" Xinbu's tone was a little surprised, these locks that had plagued them for a long time dissipated naturally, and it was hard to imagine that this was the work of the people inside the ruins.

"Something isn't right. Ilminster stared into the distance, and suddenly his face changed: "Something is going on there." ”

His deep gaze crossed the space for miles, as if he had seen through the half-plane barrier on the outer edge of the ruins.

"Something happened?" Xinbu muttered, then suddenly raised his fist and turned to Ilminster, his eyes filled with excitement: "Il, we should go in and have a look." ”

"Go in?" Ilminster began to think.

"Let's see what's going on inside. Her eyes flickered: "By the way, I want to see what kind of bastards are like with their heads and tails hidden." ”

She walked past the place where she had just stopped, picked up Robben, who was pale and trembling, and suddenly stopped and muttered: "Oh, it's too reluctant to let you continue to move forward like this, you're useless anyway, it's better to ......"

Poor old Robben's face suddenly turned to ashes, he had heard of the witchcraft queen's obedient surname, and now she was obviously in a bad mood.

Fortunately, Xinbu did not have the habit of killing innocents indiscriminately, and the next moment the old Robben quickly knew that his surname was worry-free, but the worry did not end there, as Xinbu threw his hand, he spun around for a while, worried, knowing that this obedient woman threw him into another dimension, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come out of the giant running mountain range.

He looked up at the sky, and while he was relieved, he immediately became nervous again at the thought of Miss Fina, whose whereabouts were unknown.

"Alright, it's time for us to move on. After throwing the guy out of the mountains, Hembo clapped his palms and turned to Ilminster.

......

"The next time we meet, I'll let you know what true terror and destruction are. When he heard Samast's curse on the fort, the wizard sighed in his heart, worthy of being a strongman who fought against the powerful divine power, he had lost so much power, and the threat he said still had such momentum.

There are not many dragons in the entire Faerun, and the number of dragon lichs in the Dragon Witch Sect is actually limited, even if these dozen or so are not all of the Dragon Witch Sect in Faerun, I am afraid they are not far behind, and they are all wiped out here, with the power of the ancient evil things carried in this cannon, the slightly weaker ones, I am afraid that the soul will not even be able to go back to the bone box, and I don't know how many are left.

I'm afraid that the Dragon Witch Cult that shocked Faren will collapse from now on.

However, the existence of the Dragon Witch Sect Master did not allow Penny to think like this, and this threat was not like a powerless intimidation after defeat, he could feel that this Sect Master did rely on something.

Ansenfia next to him breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, and the ripples of the source force in the room that were somewhat disordered due to the fire of the giant cannon dissipated, destroying a wave of enemies and making him breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to completely relax: "Another group of people, it should also arrive, it's too bad......"

As she spoke, all the magic runes in the entire room instantly changed color, as if something unexpected had happened.

Penny felt something strange and frowned.

"The passage of the royal tomb. Ansenfia suddenly waved her hand and slapped it on the crystal ball repeatedly, and another map appeared above the sky.

Penny struggled to identify it, and probably recognized that it was another path that was different from the road ahead, and his eyebrows deepened: "There could be another path?"

"These ruins are all housed alongside the tombs of the ancient royal families of the Empire. Ansenfia's expression was a little anxious: "If the Imaska people can enter those tombs, it will not be as troublesome to enter the ruins as if they were to enter from the front." ”

"Didn't the grave keepers take precautions?" Penny wondered.

This should be something that all grave keepers should take into account.

"Absolutely. Ansenfia kept searching for the crystal ball, and her expression became more urgent: "Damn, that tomb can only be opened by special methods, no one has tried to enter it for thousands of years, I was negligent, now let me see ......"

The wizard's heart also tensed, if the group of deep imasca knew about this passage, it was simply impossible not to use it.

Bang!

At this moment, a loud noise came from the center of the black palace, and the vibration that spread along the surface made Penny almost stumble, and after barely standing still, he saw Ansenfia's expression instantly become extremely serious.

The wizard looked up at the sky, and at some point the camera had been focused on the square in the center of the black palace, and several people appeared there at some point, Belia Meier, an old acquaintance from the Ghost City, stood in the first place, followed by a man and a woman in two yellow robes.

This kind of clothing represented the middle and upper class of the executive bureaucrats in the ancient empire, and the strange tattoos on the face were even more in the style of East Ferron.

What attracted the wizard's attention the most was the tall man behind the trio.

His face was covered with a dark metallic half-mask, covering most of his face, including his mouth, and half of his chin was covered with a neatly arranged half-length beard, and he was wearing a serious set of armor, just like a warrior, and the runes of the source power were scattered on the armor, giving this figure a sense of mystery.

The wizard looked at the beard and suddenly felt a delusion, and with the smooth skin on his chin that did not look like a human being, he felt unreal: this man gave him an inhuman feeling, but not like a necromancy.

This made him deeply wary, because it just shows how strong this guy is.

"Who are you?"

The tomb keepers at the head of the city wall were the first to notice the abnormality, and these hundreds of tribesmen quickly came from the city wall to the vestibule square, and lined up in a semicircle around several intruders, each clenching their bows and arrows and other weapons, as if facing a great enemy.

"Hehe, that's funny. Beria Mayil raised his head, glanced haughtily at the crowd around him, and finally landed on the face of the druid: "We meet again." ”

"Intruder, everyone be careful. Druid Morin reminded his companion in a deep voice, and everyone's expressions became more wary.

"You don't have the blood of my people. A metallic voice emerged from under the final mask, and he raised an arm, the palm of which was also in a metallic glove, and made a metallic prickling sound as the arm waved: "It doesn't matter......

The source force rubbed violently, and it seemed to envelop the bodies of all the grave guards in an instant, and the druid Morin's expression changed drastically, and at this moment he smelled the smell of death.

"Elise Kendyne!" A sharp summoning voice flew from high in the sky, and the huge pressure was instantly away, and the druid Morin breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the place where the voice came from, and was taken aback when he saw the woman floating in the sky.

The name sounded a little unfamiliar, Beria Mayl thought for a moment, and then fell on the man in black who was the only person who could be the owner of this name, and sure enough, he looked up at the sky, and his metallic tone was a little confused: "It's strange that there is someone I don't know who knows my name." ”

(To be continued)