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As soon as the monsoon and the serenade disappeared down the road, Carl and Desiderius appeared. Although they didn't dare to move, they could still follow from afar. When they saw Gilbert collapsed on the ground, they immediately turned pale with fright.

The two of them did not dare delay and immediately began to divide the work. Deimos brought Gilbert's corpse back, and Karl followed in the direction that Ji Feng and Melinda had disappeared to.

Hoult Manor was very large. There were more than three hundred houses, and the area it covered was more than ten thousand square meters. Cultivators with knowledge would realize that the houses here were built according to the arrangement of a magic array. Moreover, this magic array was extremely complicated. In the middle of the manor was a very large building. Rather than calling it a house, it was more like a grand hall. It was even larger than a grand hall. Even if it wasn't a thousand square meters, it would still be eight or nine hundred.

This was the center of Hoult Manor. From the outside, it was only slightly larger, but there were no differences. However, upon entering, one would realize that there was an even more complicated magic array inside. The core surrounding the magic array was inlaid with high-level magic cores. These magic cores were used to provide energy for the operation of the magic array.

The magic array would light up from time to time, and every time it lit up, it would emit a different color light. This light was different from any monochromatic light in the spectrum. The appearance of these lights made the magic array look even more mysterious.

There were all sorts of malevolent monsters engraved on the surface of the materials used to construct the magic array. Cultivators with a weaker mind would be affected by these monsters. If any knowledgeable cultivators were here, they would discover that these ferocious beasts weren't fabricated. They were all legendary existences.

In the middle of the magic array was a meter-high altar. On the altar, there was also a complicated magic array made up of a large number of small magic arrays. There were six troughs around the magic array. Inside the troughs, there was not water, but fresh red blood. There was a finger-thick tube under the sink that was connected to the magic array. He allowed the blood in the sink to flow to the center of the magic array.

In the center of the magic array was a square groove, which seemed to be embedded in it, and the color of the material seemed to be out of place with the surroundings. The grooves were made of a black material, so it was impossible to tell what it was made of. However, it had a metallic feel to it. Two-thirds of the space within the groove was blood, and within the blood was a human-shaped skeleton that was more than two meters long.

Because of the skeleton's existence, the groove was more like a coffin without a lid. The fresh blood inside was continuously fusing into the skeleton's bones. As the blood continued to flow into the six sinks, the amount of blood in the grooves did not decrease due to the absorption by the skeleton.

The surface of the skeleton seemed to possess some sort of mysterious power, causing the bright red blood to be absorbed into the surface of the skeleton. However, the mercury on the surface of the skeleton's glass could only roll on the surface, but not permeate into the blood. The bones of the skeletons were very white, like fine white jade. Not only that, it looked even more crystalline than the white jade.

Although there was a large amount of blood, the main hall didn't have any hint of the smell of blood at all. Because of the existence of the magic array, everything in the blood could not be released. It flowed into the groove and was absorbed by the skeleton.

On the ground not far from the altar, a person stood opposite the door. In fact, this person could no longer be called a human. That was because his neck was not the head of a human, but a skeleton that was about the same color as the skeleton in the groove on the altar. There was no skin at all. There were only two faint blue flames in his eyes.

He wore a grey robe. Because of the robe, it was hard to tell if his body was the same as his head or not. It was completely covered in bones. However, there was skin on his hands. The so-called skin only covered the bones in his hands. It was not the skin of a normal human. His face was facing the altar, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At this time, the closed door opposite him opened and six robust martial artists came in, each of them holding a barrel-shaped sealed container. He walked straight to the six sinks, opened the container, lifted the bottom of the container, and began to pour. Surprisingly, the container also contained fresh blood. Their movements were uniform. Almost at the same time, they poured the blood from the containers into the sink and left with the containers. The person beside the altar didn't say a word, instead, he just stared at the magical array.

If Mett Jensen, the Holy Emperor of the Radiant Church, was here, he would recognize this person. His name was Ocott, and he was a Grand Necromancer. Even though he hadn't reached the Saint level yet, his fighting strength was unquestionable. Even a Saint rank cultivator would not dare to touch his endless supply of skills. This was the advantage of Necromancers. Even though this group of people were very powerful, they walked on a very bloody path. In the end, they had trained themselves to become something similar to the Undead. Only in this way would they be able to reach the Immortal Realm.

What Ocott was doing had been prepared for hundreds of years. This was a huge plan, and the higher-ups of Necromancers called it "Creation".

Ocott was the host of this plan. It had not been long since the plan had started, and for the time being he was the only one here. After a period of time, a large number of experts would come over to participate.

Ocott was already two hundred and thirty-one years old. Although he wasn't the one with the highest cultivation amongst the Necromancers, there weren't many people who could be considered in front of him. Moreover, he was also the Great Elder of the Elders Guild. In the world of Necromancers, he was second only to Abraham Alva, the Undead Emperor. He was above everyone else. Although he was not the most powerful under Abraham Alva, he was trusted, and that was why he was able to perform the ceremony.

At this moment, the door that had just been closed was gently pushed open, and a low-ranked Necromancer walked in. He went straight to Ocott.

Ocott just looked at him coldly, but didn't say anything. The Necromancer who entered stopped about five steps away from Ocott. He looked up at Ocott, who was staring at him, and shivered.

He then began to report, "Grand Elder, someone snuck in and killed Lord Gilbert."

The two blue flames in Ocott's eye sockets suddenly lit up, and the people who saw them immediately became trembling with fear, not daring to say a single word.

"How many people are there?"

"Two."

"Oh, where are Karl and Deimos?"

"Karl has caught up with him. Dixie is back with Gilbert's corpse."

"They're not hurt?"

The man shook his head.

Ocott spoke again. "Gilbert is dead. As his guards, why are there no injuries to Desire and Karl?"

The man immediately repeated what Desire had told him. Ocott did not say anything, only said lightly, "I understand. You may leave."

The person immediately bowed and left.

Looking at his back, Ocott fell into deep thought. If what Deems said was true, Gilbert's death might have been an accident. He was curious about the person who had killed Gilbert. According to Deimos, the person who had killed Gilbert was at most a beginner level magus. Although he had dual cultivated in magic and martial arts, he was still a low-ranked warrior. He did not doubt the words of Di Mo Si. If Di Mo wanted to hide his thoughts, it would only make the enemy stronger, not any low level warrior or mage.

Although Ocott wanted to see what kind of man could actually kill Gilbert by surprise. However, he had more important things to do, so he had no intention of leaving. His attention returned to the altar. He believed that those people would definitely not be able to escape. He had the confidence to do so. He was confident that the two men would soon be caught and sent here.

Ocott didn't issue any orders, but Edwin, who was in charge of this defense, was livid. Fortunately, the person who had come was lost. If it was an enemy, he would definitely be severely punished. However, this also proved that the defense he arranged had flaws. He knew the methods of Necromancers. At that time, their punishments would make it impossible for him to do so even if he wanted to die. As a result, he immediately ordered for the two to be captured alive and set up a formation at the back of the mountain to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

The monsoon and serenity did not run far on the road, but went into the bushes by the side of the road, and came to a stop after a long walk through the bushes. Of course, Ji Feng did not do nothing along the way. Clearing out the traces left behind by the two of them would be very difficult, but doing some simple arrangements and misleading the pursuers wouldn't be a problem.

The two of them sat on the ground and panted heavily. After a while, they finally recovered some strength. Melinda, who had never performed any strenuous exercise before, had her hair stuck together, and her face was covered in traces of sweat. The long skirt that was originally breathtaking was now completely stained with stains, and many parts of it had been drenched in sweat. Fortunately, she was in a vacuum, otherwise, some traces would have been revealed.

At this time, there was a strong sense of admiration in Melinda's eyes as she looked at Ji Feng. At the beginning, she had never thought that Ji Feng would be able to subdue the powerful looking Necromancer and use him as a threat to make those two warriors not dare to act rashly.

She took out the water bottle and drank a few mouthfuls, then handed it to Ji Feng. Ji Feng drank more than half of the water bottle in one breath, then returned the water bottle to her. "How did you do it, Bonan?" she asked, after putting the kettle away.

"Luck. I never thought that after the small fireball was destroyed, it would be able to enter that guy's armor. It seems that we shouldn't die here. Hehe …"

"You're so amazing, why did you let them spread that you're useless?" Melinda asked the question again.

"What's wrong with being a loser? At the very least, no one would put me in their eyes, right? And it is precisely because of this that I was able to defeat Habib of the Dabinites unexpectedly, is it not? "

"You are truly insidious."

"You're asking for a beating. How can you say that about your man?"

"My man? When did I admit there was a relationship between us? " Melinda could not help but feign anger.

"I've seen it and I've kissed it, what else do you have to admit?"

"Would you want me if you could leave?" As she spoke, her beautiful eyes were fixed on the eyes of Ji Feng.