Brian put down the sword in his hand, and at this moment, another skeleton giant wailed in ashes. Karadna came over and breathed a sigh of relief.

With the strength of both of them, it is not that they cannot defeat the skeleton giant, but that it is difficult to do it cleanly and neatly within a limited time without disturbing any enemies.

After all, no matter how big the gap in strength is, the struggle before death is really a headache.

Looking at the experience numbers popping up from before, Brian finally confirmed this.

When facing undead creatures, the system prompts are particularly important, allowing him to clearly confirm whether the enemy is completely dead.

"Da da...da da...da!"

At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from afar, breaking the silence in the darkness.

Hearing this sound, Brian immediately realized that the Death Knight, who was definitely hiding in the tower, rushed out because of the death of his subordinates.

This is what he most hopes to see. After all, there are many crises in the tower. The two of them not only have to deal with the Death Knights, but also may face the siege of a group of pastors from the Shah Church.

Finding a way to draw out the strongest combat power of the Death Knight is indeed the most correct way to do it right now.

"Prepare for the battle!" He looked cold and immediately ordered Karadna.

The sorcerer did not feel any surprise when he heard this and quickly prepared for the battle.

Apparently before the battle began, Brian had already told her in detail about the skeleton giant and the plans to attract the Death Knight.

On the other side, the charging Death Knight saw that Brian and the others did not dodge, but instead put on a fighting posture, staring at him without fear, and greeting him.

"You dare to look at me like this. You are seeking death!"

He couldn't help but sneer, and immediately raised the knight spear that had been surrounded by countless dead souls and dark energy in his hand, pointed straight ahead, and then suddenly shouted loudly.

"hiss--!!"

The nightmare surrounded by the fire of purgatory beneath her heard his master's voice and immediately accelerated his pace.

In an instant, the rushing flames rushed out from under Nightmare's hooves, sliding out four long rays of flames on the ground, so dazzling in the darkness.

The Death Knight bent down, holding a spear in his hand, staring at the burning flame of life in front of him with his eyes.

At this moment, he couldn't help but begin to imagine how charming the continuous struggle of the flame was when the master of the flame was strung on the spear by himself.

Just when they were swept by the flames and charged to the casting range of the two, Brian and Karadna looked at each other and immediately began to welcome the charge Death Knight according to the plan they had agreed on before.

——"Fossils are made into mud!"

A spell light flashed by, and the Death Knight's charge suddenly rippled with water-like patterns, and the hard rock surface was instantly melted into mud with bubbles.

"Damn living! I will let you taste the eternal..."

Before the death knight had finished speaking, he exclaimed, and he fell into the sudden mud with his men and horses, and continued to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——"Turn mud into stone!"

With a wave of Brian's staff, the death knight rolling in the mud and the mud around the nightmare that immediately solidified at a rapid speed and turned into a hard stubborn stone.

Seeing the trapped Death Knight, Brian smiled at the corner of his mouth.

As he imagined, the death knight was likely to be hit on the head by the orc's hard-headed hammer, or when the corpse was taken away by the priest of Shar Church, his head was thrown down to the ground.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen into my own trap so easily.

Then, he looked at Karadna beside him.

Obviously, for a Death Knight who has reached the legendary realm, this level of trick can't trap him for how long.

At the same time, when the quagmire turned into a solid stone, the spell carefully prepared by Karadna was also completed.

A deep purple magic ball with a diameter of about one meter emitted a terrible energy that slightly twisted the surrounding space. It was held in the hand of the sorcerer, and under the control of his thoughts, it roared at the Death Knight.

In a world where the fire element spells are severely restricted in the shadow plane, Karadna's chaos spell has become the main firepower output.

——"Divine Duncan cleavage technique!"

Brian's staff pointed at it, and before the Chaos Magic Ball hit the Death Knight, the energy filled with destructive aura suddenly enveloped the Death Knight who was struggling to escape.

His body suddenly paused, and then the already broken purple dragon armor, the knight's spear and shield all appeared densely packed cracks like spider webs. With the sound of cracks, it quickly turned into countless pieces and disappeared into the air.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Chaos Magic Ball exploded immediately.

The terrifying energy that burst out seemed to open a gap in the dim shadow plane, pouring out turbulent chaotic energy, ruthlessly washing away the painful and wailing death knight and screaming nightmare.

The Death Knight, who suffered from pain and torture, shook his whole body with his strong will, tightened the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and jumped out with his people and horses.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion echoed in the valley, and rocks flew everywhere like rain.

The raging chaotic energy has not yet dissipated. The Death Knight, who was baptized by ruthless magic, finally endured the pain that the soul would be extinguished at any time. He controlled the nightmare lingering in the fire of purgatory, broke through the shackles of the stubborn stones, and appeared on the ground of the valley.

Although the Death Knight successfully broke free from the constraints, his current appearance was extremely embarrassing in the attack of the cleavage technique and the Chaos Magic Ball.

Through the dark energy lingering in the body of the Death Knight, it can be clearly seen that his originally burly and majestic body had long turned into a thin skeleton, and the soul fire swaying in his eyes could be extinguished at any time like a candle.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The nightmare mount under him is even worse. In the last action of forcing his restraint, it had exhausted its last bit of strength. The purgatory fire lingering around him had already been extinguished, revealing its sluggish body. In a hurry, only a trace of vague white smoke was sprayed out from his nose.

Brian had already come to this situation, so at the moment when the Death Knight broke through the shackles, a head-sized glass bottle had appeared in his hand, filled with holy water like condensed.

This is the highest level of holy water, and only the legendary priests of the temple can be created through divine art.

Brian knew the characteristics of the shadow plane well, so he naturally prepared these very effective props against undead creatures in advance.

As the glass bottle suddenly shattered in the air, the condensed holy water was like a waterfall falling from the sky, washing away the body of the Death Knight who was howling fear, and thick white smoke rose.

Immediately afterwards, the holy water turned into a silver-white fire filled with sacred aura, and roared and spread in an instant. The Death Knight had just opened his mouth, and before he could even pour out his anger and curse at Brian, the surging sacred flames poured into his mouth like a majestic torrent, blocking the Death Knight's final catharsis.

Silver-white flames soared into the sky, and even the thick clouds on the shadow plane were illuminated clearly in this light.

Brian was not in the mood to watch the refreshing scene. At the moment he got the experience prompt, he and Karadna quickly walked towards the tower.

The dark tower was surrounded by dark energy like tentacles. On both sides of the tower, there were two pillars that leaped out of cold white flames, and the flames dissipated desolately.

Through the light emitted by the pale flame, Brian just noticed that the ghost tower was actually supported by a strange, insect-like load-bearing wall, standing on a thick skeleton platform.

"Bryan, are we really going in?" Karadna had put the hood of the war mage's cloak on her head at some point. Even so, it was still difficult to hide the pale face in the shadow of the hood.

"Why do you have to enter this tower?" The sorcerer raised his head and looked ahead. Within the reach of her sight, it was a straight upward road leading to a mushroom-shaped fortress standing on the cliff.

“In fact, I don’t want to go in either.”

Brian shrugged helplessly and explained to her patiently, "But it is about a ceremony, and I have to destroy it in order to face the black dragon hidden in the fortress and responsible for presiding the entire dark ceremony."

"Otherwise, what we need to face next will be an ancient black dragon with a strong reaching the advanced legend." He made his final addition.

Only by destroying the ritual of the tower can the black dragon Despiel be distracted to guide the dark ritual in order to prevent all his previous efforts from being wasted. The consequence of this is that he cannot do his best to deal with the two.

This is also his only chance to kill the Black Dragon. Even if all his plans are successful, in Brian's view, the success rate of killing the Black Dragon and destroying the Dark Ritual is only 50% or 50%.

Of course, if he was the little prince of the Ghost City who walked with him, it would not be so troublesome.

After listening to his explanation, Karadna followed Brian and carefully entered the interior of the tower.

The tower surrounded by shadows is dark inside, and no light technique can take effect.

Fortunately, the dark vision they blessed in advance was not greatly affected. The brightness presented to the two of them now is like a glimmer of light under the full moon, which does not affect them at all.

The interior of the tower is different than the space I imagined, and it looks more like it is generated through folding space.

Brian and the others seemed to appear in a long and deep cold cave, with the surrounding walls covered with rugged rocks.

"When paying attention to the front, I hope you look at your head." In the darkness, Brian and the sorcerer walked side by side and subconsciously reminded him.

When Karadna heard this, she looked up out of instinct.

On the top of the two people, you can see countless head-sized eggs hanging there. They split without exception, revealing their dark interior.

Judging from their shriveled and no longer full appearance, it seems that there is nothing inside.

"This...what is this?"

Even Karadna, who had experienced countless adventures, was frightened to gasp after seeing this densely packed Egg House that could not see the edges, and her expression became ugly.

"These eggs have hatched for a long time." Brian shook her cold little hand and said to the sorcerer in a comforting tone.

When Karadna heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body slowly relaxed.

However, Brian's second sentence immediately made her realize the tragedy of the roller coaster when it reached the top.

"It's just hatched recently, it looks like two or three days."

Brian looked at the shell of the insect eggs, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It is the energy provided by these hatched insect eggs that make the black dragon Despier tear out a crack on the magic net."

There is another saying he did not say, that is, the energy of every insect egg is provided by the flesh and blood of mortals.

"Don't worry, the monsters hatched by these insect eggs have long become sacrifices and we will not encounter them." Brian said with a smile to the shaman who was in a changeable expression beside him.

However, as soon as Brian finished speaking, he was slapped in the face by the next scene.

The monster's attack was far faster and more violent than he thought.

When the two walked to the depths of the tower cave, what they saw was an existence they had never imagined - a bug that was the size of a palm, a flesh-colored body exposed, a human head, a distorted and ferocious face, flapping bat-like wings, and squealing at them.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Brian stood in front of Karadna, and the sharp sword flashed through his hand, and these terrifying monsters fell to the ground and died.

Their ugly bodies fell on the ground like rotten oil, and then quickly turned into a pool of meaningless black water that emitted a stinky smell.

"I see."

Brian held the worm that was slowly rotting, melting and trembling in his hand. It had six claws, which looked quite like a human hand that had been stripped of its skin, leaving only muscles and blood vessels. In the center of the 'palm', a slender crack opened and closed, and countless tentacles like earthworms moved around.

"If these bugs meet living humans, they will rush up and hold their faces without hesitation, and then stuff these things into their noses and mouths to suck brains, so that they will lay eggs in their empty brains, looking a bit like the means of a parasite in the abyss."

After Brian finished speaking, he threw the body that was about to melt in his hand onto the ground.

After listening to Brian's kind and detailed introduction, the sorcerer beside him pale and subconsciously wanted to keep a distance from him.

Soon, the two of them finally came to the end along the cave inside the tower.

What appeared in their sight was a deep black pit that emitted a rotten smell, with the sticky black water inside tangling and rolling like a snake.

A dozen or more figures holding swords and staffs formed a circle of altars beside the deep pit below, praying devoutly.

The altar is covered with thick red, like the blood after drying. The silver talismans and magic texts form a circle of 2 meters in diameter on the altar, gradually rising to the dark void.

"For the glory of Lost Lady..."

The hoarse voice was only slightly higher than the whisper, but it was still particularly obvious in this quiet night.

The priestess' work seemed to have been successfully completed, and blood clots burst out from the altar.

In this bloody rain, black tentacles burst out like an explosion.

These black tentacles are rising higher and higher, growing bigger and bigger, growing into towering trees.

At this time, Brian, hiding in the dark, saw that there was a creature made of pure shadow that floated in the center of the altar.

It's a huge, obese, bloated body.

It looks like a human, or it used to be a human, but now there is only a disgusting corpse left here.

Its skin swelled like a balloon filled with water, its huge head stuck between its shoulders, and its neck could not be seen at all.

The fat on the face was so squeezed that it could not even be found in the eyes - not to mention that the fat on the face was still exercising from time to time.

"It's indeed a parasite in the abyss!"
Chapter completed!