When the soul fire of the legendary lich Angelo was forcibly dragged into the consciousness space of the northern fortress by Sean using the power of law, his fate of being destroyed and devoured was already doomed.

The battle for the soul has always been one of ebb and flow.

Even when his strength was strongest and Sean's preparations were weakest, he couldn't break free.

Not to mention that after the soul law rune pierced his chest with a knife and continued to consume and absorb his energy.

All his crazy counterattacks were just a desperate struggle in the end.

950!

962!

976!

982!

Since the death of the God of the Undead, the power of law has only been depleted but not increased, and has begun to grow at a steady but slow rate.

The feeling this time is different from the last time.

The last time he killed the God of the Undead, Sean had no idea about the power of law.

It's like giving a stack of Mao Zedong to a kid who hasn't understood the benefits of Mao Zedong yet. It doesn't feel precious at all.

It's different now. Sean has fully appreciated the value of Mao Zedong, no, the power of law. Every time he beats, he has different amounts of power of law.

This means that he can dig out more corners of the laws of the planes in an upright manner, and have more confidence when facing enemies of the laws such as the legendary lich, or those foreign enemies.

Another huge harvest is the various scattered memory fragments of the legendary lich Angelo.

Although the knowledge contained in it is messy, it has benefited Sean a lot.

Angelo is not a native of this world. He was experimenting with space magic at the peak of the elemental tide and when the two planes were closest. He accidentally got involved in the space turbulence and strayed into the Ashan continent. At that time, he was still a human being.

A legendary mage, he had not yet transformed himself into a lich, and the Ancient Andis Empire had just been established at that time.

When Angelo discovered that the elemental tide in this world was particularly obvious, he wanted to find a way to return home.

But at that time, the elemental power began to decline, and the plane barriers became more and more stable. His research on space teleportation spells was still in its infancy, and he did not dare to try it randomly again.

Otherwise, it will not be as simple as being thrown into other planes by the turbulent flow of space. It may even be caught by a stable plane barrier and then torn into pieces.

After entering this world, Angelo must abide by the plane laws of this world.

Here he not only lost the body of law that he had worked hard to build for many years, but his lifespan was also greatly reduced.

In that world called Faerûn, legends possess the power to destroy the world and live for thousands of years.

Here, he is just one step ahead of the strongest natives.

In order to extend his life, Angelo had no choice but to transform himself into a lich, using a method that violated the laws of the plane to keep the fire of his soul alive.

As long as he finds the door to return to his own world, Angelo will have a way to reshape his body of law and reverse life and death.

As for whether the City of Shadows is connected to his hometown of Faerûn, Angelo himself is not sure. After all, he has never been in it. He only feels the atmosphere, especially the creatures coming from there, and the darkness of his hometown.

The regions are very similar.

But this doesn't mean anything. There are too many possibilities in the multiverse.

Especially his hometown of Faerûn, he is an overlord-level existence and has conquered many planes.

Maybe the other party is just one of the planes conquered by Faerûn.
Chapter completed!