"My masterpiece, are you satisfied with your new life... Banshee?"

When the familiar sound was heard in the ears of the entity, the phantom she's hand suddenly woke up from the endless pain of the soul.

The darkness faded from her eyes, but the color did not recover. It was a world composed of white, black and gray. She saw the handsome face that had saved her and gave up her just now, and now did such a thing to her. The dark magic sword that controlled her soul shone in his hands, and the other hand holding the human book made a summoning action, pulling her out of the tranquility of death embrace-

She was dead, but not dead.

Death incarnation killed her who was dying, and then gave her soul a new life: not as a living person, but as a banshee, to continue to exist in the world.

"Yes, I gave you a new life." The murderer who led to all this told her, "The Banshee... As my first work, this would be a powerful body."

"Pain, hatred, unwillingness, grief, all of this will turn into your strength, and when you scream, it will cause pain to others - well, you will definitely be a good tool."

Ming Yanwei felt indescribable fear because of this. Phantom she hovered her hand on her blood-stained corpse, staring at her uneven eyes, and then looked beside her.

"No." The voice was empty and weird, but it could still be heard, "I will never serve you, monster."

She hated herself for being abandoned again, but she did not want to live as a walking corpse. She was controlled by this person with the same face.

Unfortunately, her resistance was extremely powerless.

"Is that so? You can't help...my banshee."

He just narrowed his eyes that were hiding endless emptiness, and the Phantom She's hand bent up in pain and let out another heart-wrenching scream.

She realized in pain and grief that she had no power to resist in front of him, she was just his tool, just like the skeletons that had climbed up from the ground and the gargoyles flying in the sky behind him were his tools.

Moreover, she could not even act independently.

The palm of her hand holding the human book moved slightly. Her ghost's body floating in the air was pulled by a force and was sent back to the completely cold corpse on the ground-

I felt a burst of pain that was almost indistinguishable from the one I was pulled out, but when she stood up with a sense of reality again, the Phantom She immediately discovered the changes in her body.

The eyes that opened again were shining with the scarlet light unique to the undead, and the world seen in this eye presented a sci-color that she had never known, and the soul vision superimposed on normal vision and without sci-color;

From ink-like beautiful black hair to midnight darkness, it also has white patterns, and its still smooth skin is pale and a faint blue. The skin with an ice-like smell has strength and self-healing ability beyond its appearance;

Although she did not put it into practice, she also knew two abilities that she could definitely display perfectly. She gave pain and torture to the enemy with the shrill roar of her soul. The banshee form transformed into a spirit body can fly through and fly without physical obstacles;

The strength of the undead tribe, the maneuvering of the obstacles, and the ability of soul attacks. If this is the enhancement of the main god space, Ming Yanwei will still be very satisfied even if it has a corpse-like cold touch.

But at this moment, although this power was strong enough, she immediately lost control of her body-

Maintaining a sober self, but unable to speak or move, it is like another "self" who controls the body above the self. Thinking in her way of thinking and acting in her way of action, now following behind the incarnation of death with a completely obedient attitude.

She could only watch simply but could not make any moves. This was no different from complete death. Ming Yanwei didn't even know what the main god watch on her hand was marked at this moment. Is she already considered dead?

She didn't know, and even if she knew, she could do nothing. Moreover, the next move of Death Incarnation made her tremble again that she would no longer have.

The Banshee is the first work, so naturally it will not be the last work. The man holding the Book of Death has never stopped the revival of the dead. However, this time it is not to summon those skeletons that only have skeletons, but to be more jingo-

Skeletons crawled out from under the ground, but the bodies of these skeletons were immediately covered with spiritual flesh and blood. Just as death incarnated into a body that was shaped by fantasy, it quickly turned into an existence that was almost the same as a living person except for empty eyes. The most conspicuous man shook his hand and threw out a blood spear like thorns.

Ming Yanwei was completely stunned in an instant. If her guess was correct, using this weapon, this person would be...

Son of Light in Ireland, Couchulin!

This guy can even resurrect these mythical heroes?

"There are only so many, except for one legendary hero, the others are all losers who challenge Shadow Country." But the Incarnation of Death seemed not satisfied with his achievements, and stopped the summoning action. He turned his head and looked at the depths of Shadow Country. "As long as the soul is, he will return to the Shadow Country where the soul belongs, the heroes are no exception, that is to say... they are basically in Queen Skozach?"

The Kingdom of Shadow is the underworld in Celtic mythology, and just like the Pure Land exists at the end of the hell where the King of Shadow is located in Greek mythology, the queen of the Kingdom of Shadow will not like to live in a dead place without any chance, but in the only trace of "life" in the extreme death place, the deepest area of ​​the country of Shadow.

If the incarnation of death wants to promote death in the world, you must first fully master this underworld, that is, to capture the fairyland where Skozhachi is located!

He really planned to do so, and did so...

"Death" is the supreme within the Kingdom of Death, and even Skozach is no exception. After all, she is a god of war rather than a god of death. If she retreats without tact, she will only be able to fall in the hands of the death incarnation that will never be defeated in the country of Shadow!

However, the vast Necromancer Legion embarked on the journey, but Ming Yanwei received another completely different instruction.

"Catch up with another escaped me, kill him with my army and the power I gave me...I think you would be happy to do this."

The orders from the master were completely irresistible. Although Ming Yanwei was extremely reluctant, her body faithfully carried out the orders.

Death Incarnation is too clear about his own strength. It is almost impossible to kill it alone without absolute strength. If he had not taken the lead and weapon advantage at that time, and seized various special factors such as amnesia, chaos and confusion, he would not have been born so smoothly.

However, no matter how strong the personal force is, without the cooperation of the corresponding powerful army, the chances of surviving will be extremely slim when facing the powerful army led by heroes of the same level.

If you choose to escape, you can avoid attacks, but the land of death will spread as the legion spreads, and the power of the death incarnation will also increase, and the strength of the undead will increase together. The more you escape, the more you will force yourself into a desperate situation!

So, with the Death Incarnation, a small necromancer handed over to her, and sent a high-level demon summoned by the Book of Death to act as a pioneer to track it first. The Phantom Shehe or the Dark Ranger immediately began her hunting journey.

In the first step, she watched herself bent down and picked up a bloody package that was not very good-looking at Xiao Lan's attacked by the wind.

Space bag, Ming Yanwei recognized this prop that belonged to Xiao Lan.

I thought that the incomplete wind wound did not kill him, but also cut off the package placed under the bone armor from him. If she remembered correctly, there was at least a cannon inside...

This thing is an absolute nemesis of the city in this era, and she clearly feels that she has the intention to enable it.

But she could no longer express much surprise at this. No matter how things develop, what does it mean to her who can only act as an observer?

Already, it's meaningless.

So far, since Xiao Lan and Ming Yanwei arrived on the first day of this era, both of them had fallen to a point where they could not be more miserable.

However, as the two undead legions were scrambling to set off, the demon who was about to rush out of the Shadow Country was experiencing a journey that he almost didn't want to recall afterwards.

The Kingdom of Shadow is not big. Of course, it refers to the external material world, just the dense land in Scotland on the map, but it is nearly half-plane structure that has a special feature similar to spatial expansion. The demon who lost his right hand has basically not taken the wrong path with his intuition and has taken nearly a week to completely leave this dead domain.

As a realm of death without any life, there was not even a weed in the territory of Shadow Country. Xiao Lan did not receive any supplies for this nearly long week. This hunger did not make him weaker and not fatal, but it made his instinct that could hardly be suppressed completely burst out, completely swallowing up the last trace of Qingming and rationality that could barely support, just like the wild wolf with green eyes after hunger for a long time.

Although he quickly carried out an unequal bloody hunt in the jungle after leaving the Kingdom of Shadow, his stomach and intestines were temporarily satisfied, but he could no longer leave the substance by himself. He was only guided by some inexplicable guidance from the darkness and walked towards Britain, which was still in the heroic era.

He almost turned into a wild beast and did not notice that there was no trace of deliberately covering him when he left. A banned army of necromancers was following the trail at an extremely neat and fast speed under the leadership of the Dark Ranger. There was also a high demon with thunder flashing between the bat-formed wings chasing further in the air with his special ability, and at the same time, it also guided the army behind to walk on a more convenient path.

Death is coming, and the sky is about to change.
Chapter completed!