"Ryans, Reigns, Reigns ahhhh..." The bone dragon, which had recovered all the memories of his previous life, roared silently again to the sky. This time the pressure of the dragon sar was so great that countless low-level skeletons and zombies who had already been scared by the previous dragon sar could no longer bear it. Under the powerful pressure, they disintegrated and exploded, turning into powder.

Even the dark city in the center of Dragon Scream seemed to sway gently.

Feeling the shaking of the Undercity, the Lich King Nostradam, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of a magic circle in the throne hall, slowly stood up, and the bloody flames burning in his eyes became much dimmed.

"Huh, I haven't used the taboo spell of "Memory Regeneration" for a long time, so I'm really tired!" Nostradam let out a light mouth, walked out of the magic circle, stepped onto the platform in the hall, and sat on the throne decorated with skeletons.

Seeing the flames jumping in the eyes of Tegruel standing beside him, Nostradamma's low laughter floated in the hall.

"My general, why, do you also want to restore your memories of your previous life?"

A trace of expectation flashed in Tegruer's eyes.

"My general, do you know that the spell of 'memory regeneration' is a taboo among the undead. If the undead have restored all the memories of their lives and become creatures with completely independent thinking ability, how can I control it? My general, do you know that although you are extremely loyal to me now, I cannot guarantee that after you restore your memories of your previous life, will you still be loyal to me? And those undead creatures who cannot be infinitely loyal to me will only face one way of destruction. I will not help you restore your memories of your previous life, it is for your own good!"

Tegruel immediately knelt down on one knee in fear and fear.

"As for your friend, Eribus, it is the "eternal cursed man" he became after being killed by the "Sword of Curses". Whether it has memories of his previous life, whether it has complete wisdom or not, it will eventually be unable to escape the shackles of the world of death and get rid of my control. Haha, speaking of it, "Sword of Curses" or the weapon he rewarded me when I was one of the ten great abyss lords under Archmond. He asked me to use this sword to kill his most hated enemies for him, so that their souls could not enter the passage of reincarnation, but fell into this world of death and endured endless and long torture. Haha,

Becoming a loyal slave who can never betray and resist under the murderer who killed himself is a vicious punishment!”

"However, after my death world got rid of my attachment to his dark world, that is, the Abyss Demon Realm and successfully independent, he took back the "cursive sword" in my hand. It was a pity..." Nostradam kept muttering to himself softly, as if he was trapped in memories of the long past years.

"Oh, I feel so bad when I hear the news that he is about to be resurrected!"

After a long sigh, the blood-colored flames burning in Nostradam's eye sockets suddenly became vigorous. He adjusted his sitting position, and used his bony right bone to support the throne handrail, and quietly pondered.

At this time, an extremely rare solar eclipse was happening on the Northencid continent, and half of the sun had already disappeared into the darkness. At the same time, outside the sealed abyss gate connecting the Northencid continent and the abyss demon world, thousands of magicians, priests and shamans, as well as an army that could not be seen at all. This is a joint army of multiple races. In addition to humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, there are giants, half-orcs, goblins, ogres, and even dragons. In short, the most elite soldiers were sent here by various intelligent races on the continent.

On the continent, almost all the most famous holy magicians, sword saints, paladins, and dragon knights gathered here, forming a separate square array regardless of race.

"It's a pity that Galileo, Powell and Chihu cannot participate in this Demon World Expedition. Otherwise, our chances of victory will increase a lot." Looking at such a luxurious lineup, the Holy Magician Oliver suddenly felt emotion and said with some regret.

"The three lords are now seriously injured and cannot go to the expedition. However, the three lords can eliminate the threat of "Ashes of the Abyss". In the battle with the Abyss Demon Realm, we have already won the first place!" Sword Saint Gasol said from the side.

"Gasol, do you think the undead will send their undead army? We also want to destroy the sinful world of death, while the undead want to turn the Northencid continent into a new world of death. For this reason, wars broke out between us and the undead!" Elf Dragon Knight Isher asked Gasol.

"There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." Gasol said a philosophical word.

He continued: "We cannot destroy the world of death, and the world of death cannot destroy us, but the Abyss Demon World has enough strength to destroy us and the world of death. Faced with a common enemy, we and the world of death can only go together, even if the relationship between us was once incompatible and irreconcilable. Now all the intelligent races on our Northencid Continent are willing to unite together, isn't this a good example? You know, not long ago, many of us were still enemies of each other! And the common interests have kept us together again."

At this time, hundreds of holy magicians and great magicians with profound magic cultivation began to condense their magic power under the leadership of Oliver, preparing to use an ancient magic array to work together to open the seal of the Abyss Gate.

Gasol glanced at the magic circle that was starting to operate and continued: "As long as we and the Death World can form an alliance to overcome the current difficulties, what's the harm even if the covenant breaks down? At that time, who can eat each other and become the final winner depends on their own luck. But before this, both of us must not be eaten by the Abyss Demon World, which is stronger than us. The Lich King Nostradamma will not understand such a simple truth."

"In the battle between gods and demons ten thousand years ago, it was because of Nostradam's betrayal that the demon god Archmond was defeated and killed, causing his heart to be broken by the gods and imprisoned the demon soul. Nostradam knew in his heart that if Archmond was really resurrected, he would never let him go. Only by working with us to defeat the Abyss Demon Realm and prevent those demons from resurrecting Archmond, can he escape the destruction of being destroyed."

A huge magic circle appeared above the gate of the Abyss. The holy magician and the great magicians controlled the magic circle and shot out an unparalleled pillar of light, hitting the gate of the Abyss.

The gate of the abyss opened slowly. To be precise, it opened slowly in advance.

It is the early opening of the gate of the Abyss that changed the trajectory of history from then on.
Chapter completed!