Chapter 789: Causing the Tiger to Leave the Mountain) Please vote for recommendations)

Lorraine watched the lichs dressed in black, exuding a cold aura, and full of ominous crows flying overhead. Finally, they came to the steps of the Great Demon Temple, and then slowly fell down.

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Then Lorraine lowered his head to avoid being seen by the lich again, secretly thinking in his heart, it seemed that they had succeeded.

The people who were watching the excitement and watching inhumanely fell silent when they saw the black-clothed lich descending from the sky.

The square that had been laughing and shouting just now suddenly became quiet. Tens of thousands of people looked at the lichs as if they were frozen, and the atmosphere was strange.

Liches are attendants directly subordinate to the High Priest of the Undead, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see lichs or dark mages. To ordinary people, they only exist in horror legends.

At this time, the lichs turned around and scanned the people in the square with their pale green eyes.

A gloomy and cold aura emanated from their bodies and surged up like a tide. In a short time, it enveloped the entire square.

Those who were glanced at by this glance felt as if they had come into contact with a cold dead body. Fear, cold, depression, destruction, despair, sorrow... and other negative emotions immediately filled everyone's hearts.

That feeling was as painful as heart-breaking.

Many people turned blue, had splitting headaches, and wanted to vomit. They hurriedly held their heads and buried their breasts.

Some with weak resistance even held their heads in their hands and rolled on the ground in agony.

In just a short while of contact, many people were already driven to mental breakdown by their powerful aura~!

And this kind of aura is just what they naturally reveal.

For a time, the square was filled with wailing and screaming.

The leader of the lich glanced at the people in the square and saw that they all lowered their heads under his powerful momentum. The corners of his stiff mouth could not help but twitch slightly, and there was a trace of amusement in his eyes.

Mortals should fear this powerful force.

But then he couldn't help but be startled.

There are people at the other end of the square who are not affected at all~!

A fat, white man had his hands on his hips, his big black eyes were shining, full of anger, and he would not give in.

Next to him, a pure white baby elephant couldn't hide the combative look in its eyes, glaring at him angrily, eager to rush over.

The lich couldn't help but tilted his head in surprise. Some people could not be affected by the lich's spiritual aura.

But then I realized that these children were innocent and simple, and did not have so many dark and negative emotions in their hearts.

It is difficult to have an emotional impact on them just by relying on spiritual magic.

He immediately sneered: It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers~!

At this time, someone nearby had already pulled the little fat man to the back of the crowd, and the little elephant was also pulled away.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the lich. This powerful Thunder Flash clan is a race that respects the bloodthirsty and cruel demon god, and a nation that honors heroes and bravery. But when facing him, except for a child,

Except for that, no one dared to look up and look at it. Oh, and there was also a baby elephant.

What a bunch of cowards!

This race has...

Already completely depraved~!

Only great undead, undead beings without emotions or weaknesses, are qualified to rule the world~!

How can ordinary people understand that death is not the end of life, but the beginning of life.

He glanced at Xiaobai, who was swaying his huge butt in the distance and striding away. He saw the arrogant little elephant turning back and snorting disdainfully at him. He couldn't help but pause.

Then he was stunned for a moment.

That little elephant seems to have been seen somewhere before?

Why do I feel that this scene seems a little familiar, like a yellow and dry picture that is already covered with dust in the deepest memory of my heart.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a trace of magic coming from the hall. It was the high priest summoning them.

The lich suddenly woke up.

He took one last look in the distance, only to see Xiaobai and the others had disappeared. Then he slowly shook his head: He hadn't been to Thunder Flash very often, how could he have seen it before?

If you live for too long, your memory will inevitably have some fragments. Maybe you think too much.

Another lich next to him came over and said in a hoarse voice: "Sir, the high priest is already waiting..."

The lich snorted coldly, then turned around and strode towards the main hall. Accompanied by several lichs nearby, he immediately disappeared into the dark door of the Demon Temple.

The aura of death that shrouded the square slowly dissipated. The sense of horror and terror that weighed on the hearts of the people in the square disappeared little by little.

Only then did the common people dare to raise their heads and look at the door of the temple, and they started talking about it for a while.

"Oh my god, that's the real undead master~!"

"This day is really worth it."

"They are really awesome."

"Yeah, just one look at it made me... scare Raul to the point of pissing his pants. Hahaha..."

"Yeah, the guy next to me was so scared that he was shaking all over, and then I smelled a bad smell. When I saw it, guess what, he actually scared the shit out of him, hahahaha..."

"..."

Even though each of them was still pale, and the goosebumps on their bodies had not gone away, in order to calm down the fear just now, they kept talking and laughing loudly, mocking the others around them.

It's just that the tone of their speech is a bit dry.

At this time, the rapid drum beat sounded again.

Another batch of noble prisoners with their hands tied behind their backs had already stepped onto the stage.

The common people immediately turned their attention and looked at the nobles on the stage expectantly. Maybe they knew it was too embarrassing, maybe they had become really cowardly and forgetful. Maybe they were too scared.

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Not a word was mentioned again about what had just happened.

The lich led a few people and walked deeper along the spacious corridor.

The hall was completely dark and quiet, with only dim torches burning on both sides, flickering on and off.

Perhaps due to the effect of some magic, the light of the torch turned into a strange pale white color in the darkness, giving people a cold feeling. It did not have the hot temperature that a flame should have. It was not only weak, but also swaying constantly. It seemed to be under the sky.

It will go out in a second.

The shadows of several lichs illuminated by the flickering flames swayed unsteadily from the ground.

From the depths of the hall, there was a faint cold wind blowing.

At the same time, there seems to be a sad song coming. It goes straight to the bottom of the heart and makes people's scalp numb.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that it is just the sound of the north wind blowing through the hall.

As these lichs walked among them, they found that the hall was extremely quiet and could not hear a sound at all. There was only the sound of the silk robes rubbing gently as they walked.

This atmosphere makes them feel very comfortable. They are originally lives in darkness, and it is sunlight that they hate.

They reached the depths of the hall, stopped at the same time, and then raised their heads.

On the main seat of the high platform, an old man with gray hair and simple clothes was sitting condescendingly on the chair that represented the supreme.

He leaned on the armrest with his left arm, slightly supporting his head with his left hand, and tapping the table in front of him with his right hand, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The lichs looked at each other, then knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "I have met the officiant."

The high priest raised his head, glanced at them, and said, "What are you doing here in such a hurry this time? Have you found the war fortress?"

The leader of the lich glanced at him secretly, then gritted his teeth and said: "Go back to the officiant, but... maybe we have found it."

The high priest was stunned for a moment, and then said: "If you find it, you have found it. If you haven't found it, you haven't found it. What does it mean that you may have found it?"

Although there was no emotion in his words, the lich couldn't help but shudder. The high priest never showed joy or anger on his face, which made people feel scary.

The Lich was silent for a moment, thinking about what to say, and then said: "Back to you, sir. During the search two days ago, Cherno and several dark disciples did not come back. We sent people to search that area again.

The remaining mana fluctuations were found on a small island, and then during a search, they found...their bones were found."

The high priest's eyes flashed, and then he said in a deep voice: "What did you say? Did they die in the battle? Did Cherno die? What exactly happened? Please explain it slowly."

The lich took a deep breath and said: "That's it. When we followed their tracks and found them, they had been hastily buried, and the bodies had been... purified. Chel

Nuo's phylactery has also disappeared."

The lich paused for a moment, and then continued: "It can make Cherno not even have a chance to escape. Looking at the strength of the holy technique, he must be a red archbishop."

The high priest immediately snorted coldly and cursed in a low voice: "Trash~!"

The lich raised his head and glanced at the high priest, then lowered his head and continued: "And there are traces of hidden magic being used around it. It must be above the master level. And deep in a cave, a war fortress was also seen.

The traces left behind. It seems that they replenished their energy and drove away again. Currently, we are concentrating all our manpower to search for them in that sea area. However, we have no clue."

Having said this, he glanced at the high priest secretly, and then continued: "Master Priest, the enemy is powerful, including magicians and red archbishops. And we cannot determine their specific number. They are definitely coming well prepared.

This time they mobilized such a powerful force for the war fortress, and they were sure to win.
To be continued...