During this period of time, the necromancer in Diya has been living in panic and fear. The necromancer, who always brings these emotions to others, has tasted the same taste at this moment.

It's not only the failure of the battle, but also a series of serious effects. What's more important is that those liches who are famous in Diya suddenly disappear at the same time, and there is no trace of them.

Many well-informed necromancers, from the thieves guild, got information from standwick, as well as news that shocked them.

Those liches who have mastered the true meaning of death and have long been immortal have fallen down in the city of standwick. Even the surviving liches have disappeared at this time, and there is no news coming, as if they have completely abandoned Diya.

No matter how powerful the Necromancers are, they have to worry about the future of Diya. Without the presence of lich, it is difficult for ordinary necromancers to compete with other forces even if they master more corpses.

Even those liches who have transformed the most corpses in the battle have died in the hands of the enemy. Ordinary necromancers will not come to a better end.

When all the Necromancers were worried, a special news began to spread in the whole Diya.

The artifact holder, who joined many liches to launch the battle, appeared in the shadow city, the capital of Diya. As the guide of all necromancers, he will lead Diya to a new height.

The origin of this news can't be found now, but it undoubtedly cheers all the Necromancers who know the news. For a moment, the Necromancers don't care about each other's fighting, and they form a group to march towards the city of shadow.

Among these necromancers, the weak necromancers with low rank are the most active. Surrounded by many powerful necromancers, they embark on the road that can not be turned back. With danger and death, they are marching towards the city of shadow step by step.

Gretel, who is wearing a headscarf, is also among the Necromancers who come here. He carries the curse of death cloud. Before he really gives up, he will continue to move towards the city of shadow.

"Hateful..." Gretel, on the way, let out a low roar of indignation. The erosion of death cloud in his body made him suffer all the time.

"Gretel, what's the matter with you?" Next to him, an equally weak necromancer asked.

In order to get to the city of shadow smoothly, Gretel chose a more secure way, that is to go with other people. Just in the dark city, there are many weak necromancers who want to take this opportunity to leave the city, Gretel can join them.

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Gretel said slowly.

"But you don't look happy at all." One side of the necromancer doubts, "thinking that we are about to meet the legendary artifact holder, don't you have any excitement? When many liches are silent, his appearance gives all necromancers hope. He is just like the God of Necromancers. We must go to the city of shadow to see him. "

"Maybe..." Greta shook his head. He didn't care about it. What really made him care about was how to survive the journey.

Thinking of this, Gretel could not help complaining about the necromancer he met on the silent plain. If it wasn't for the cloud of death in his body, he didn't want to go to the city of shadow at all. No matter how powerful the artifact holder is, it has nothing to do with him.

Just as they were talking, the necromancer in front of them stopped suddenly. At the same time, a burst of crying came.

"What happened?" Seeing some abnormality in front of him, the Necromancers around him were at a loss. Gretel quickly stepped forward and asked the Necromancers in front of the team.

"It's the commander, Matt. He has become a vampire and is attacking his companions all around... Damn, he has led us into the ambush of a group of vampires..."

In front of Gretel, a necromancer yelled. Before he had finished his words, several bats had already jumped on him and began to bite fiercely.

Gretel was stunned. The worst seemed to have happened. Some of the Necromancers who went to the city of shadows with him had the idea of other companions, and they did not hesitate to put everyone to death.

Aware of the situation, Gretel's legs trembled.

Different from the feeling when facing the powerful necromancer not long ago, because the Necromancer's strength is too strong, Gretel can't understand what kind of power he has. Apart from the cloud of death that he finally released, Gretel doesn't feel much.

Now, when death comes, Gretel's heart also gives birth to bursts of fear. He doesn't want to become an undead. He has to go to the city of shadow to find the necromancer to relieve his curse.

Looking at those one by one, many more powerful necromancers fell down one after another. Among them, there were even formal necromancers that Gretel could not imagine. He understood that he could not escape from the pursuit of bats by his own legs alone, leaving him with a dead end.

Aware of this, Gretel's eyes were heavy.

Death is the best way to stimulate people's potential. Just like the evaluation given by the necromancer, Gretel is calmer than usual in the face of the coming death. In his heart, there is an idea that is impossible to think of.

Seeing his companions die one by one, the bat is about to come to him. Finally, Gretel makes a decision in his heart.

"Everyone stop."

Suppress the fear in your heart, Gretel said in a high voice. His shrill voice spread all over the venue, but no one paid any attention to him.

In this case, faced with the death of nearby companions one by one, Gretel understood that no one would come to save himself. If he wanted to survive, the only thing he could rely on was himself.

"Are you deaf? Or are you a bunch of idiots? Didn't understand me? I said, "everyone stop!"

This time, with his own words, Gretel took the initiative to activate the inner body, the cloud of death left by the mysterious necromancer. The next moment, the purest death energy in the world overflowed from his body.

Feeling the energy of death, all the creatures in the vicinity showed fear on their faces, trembled and retreated to the rear, and no one dared to approach Gretel.