The Mad Lion Duke and others were stunned and could not believe their eyes.

This mysterious oriental man who was originally in the fortress rushed out of the fortress and faced the powerful man in the gray robe, so that everyone could respect him while being honored with courage.

Everyone thought that he would be like a little bug, crushed to death by a strong man in gray robe, and would become a dead insect.

Who can think that he is not a little bug!

He was so powerful that he could confront a holy-level undead magician. His aura was not at all inferior, and he also made the other party's holy realm turbulent?

With the eyesight of these people, even if they can't understand the fighting style of the Holy Land, just a group of laymen can see that the strong man in gray robe is suppressed!

Whenever they know that it is the Nightmare Underworld, they have their own will, and they are only curious about projecting a mental power to observe. When they do not attack, they are afraid that they will lose their eyes?!!

At this moment, Agris was also beside the Duke, silent.

She looked up at the air silently, watching the scene of Yin Dong confronting the powerful man in gray robe. The psychological gap was too big. Now she needed someone to comfort her.

Everyone is obviously the same game player, why can Yin Dong be so showy?

The most annoying thing is... he is not even a player in this game dungeon, he is a player clone that doesn't come through from other dungeons!

If this weren't an ally, Agris felt that she could have died!

"Fortunately... they are ally!"

The words she accidentally spit out of her mouth made her mood return to normal, but her pupils were slightly slight and she was a little surprised at her reaction.

Just now, she felt a sudden depression and discouragement in her mood, and a sense of unreasonable fear, alertness and fear of Yin Dong.

Why exactly?

Seeing Yin Dong have such powerful combat power, her first reaction was not to be happy, but to have all kinds of negative emotions. This was really abnormal.

What caused her to have such an abnormality?

The answer... is about to come out!

Plot power.

Agris couldn't help but think.

When she remembered Yin Dong repeatedly reminding him that the plot power was everywhere, and the dog plot was making trouble all the time, trying to pull the plot back to its original trajectory, she couldn't help but feel shocked.

She had a deeper fear of the plot power. She didn't want to go to the Eastern Continent with Yin Dong, but now she felt that she had to go and left as soon as possible!

Stay away from the place where the unjust tool man meets the male protagonist and does not contact him. It should be easier to get rid of the control of the plot power... right?

"I think the male protagonist won't run to the Eastern Continent, right?"

Agris thought about this and made herself laugh again, thinking that she had a psychological shadow on the plot power.

The Duke of Crazy Lion was close and strong. He sensed the emotional fluctuations of Agris and heard her words, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Agris, do you know this Oriental, are you... ally?"

Suddenly, the words of the Mad Lion Duke came into his ears, which made Agris shocked, and he realized that the words he had just talked to himself were hit by the Duke.

Should I tell the truth?

The Countess hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir Duke, Odo Arthur knows better about this Oriental man, and they have a better relationship."

When the Mad Lion Duke heard the light flashed in his eyes, his heart was filled with ecstasy, and he didn't care whether there was any evasion in Agris's words.

He immediately sent someone to Odo Arthur to send a message to him and asked his youngest son to return to the Winter Fortress quickly.

Agris looked away guiltily and threw himself into the battlefield in the air.

"You are dead! I am the prince of Helramo, the great holy magician of the Ice and Snow Empire. You are not an oriental wanderer, you can offend!"

The undead magician in the gray robe spoke in anger, with a terrifying majesty in his tone. Even a strong man like the Mad Lion Duke would be trembling with fear when he heard it.

His voice, with mental control, affected everyone in the fortress, as if a fatal murderous intent suddenly came, scaring everyone to the heart.

Top strong men such as the Mad Lion Duke had a flush on their faces. Those who were weaker than them had sweat on their foreheads. The rest were even more embarrassed.

With his appearance, the person in the fortress who had already had a glimmer of hope suddenly fell into the abyss.

Yin Dong, who was the first to bear the brunt, had nothing to do, and he didn't need to use his will to resist this level of mental control. His fighting spirit was infinitely high in his eyes.

Not only was Yin Dong unaffected, but he also had endless killing intentions, and he attacked the Holy Magister of Helramo.

"Huh!" The Holy Magister Helramo let out a strange cry, feeling something was wrong with his throat. He bent over and coughed up, and a ball of blood foam was coughing out.

His face turned red abnormally, and his eyes were squirting at Yin Dong.

As a holy magician, he was unable to hurt Yin Dong at all with all his strength. He was also injured by the attack released by this oriental man and suffered a loss.

After he was promoted to the Holy Realm, he was taught a lesson by this oriental man and warned him not to underestimate the people in the world!

"The great god of death...the evil demons from the outside invade this world, trying to compete for the power of the undead... May your sickle guide your believers through the sea of ​​fog and give me the power to defeat all evil demons!

The Holy Magi of Helramo held a glowing bone staff and directly released the forbidden spell.

"Nether Storm!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and gray-white light arcs lingered around him, and even the surrounding space began to twist. The strong wind blew up the surging black clouds, forming a huge necromancer's eye.

Deep in the eyes of the storm, gray-white arcs of light continued to surge.

In the short time, the necromancer storm took shape completely, the space around it became increasingly fission, and the surging of the necromancer energy became more and more violent, which was daunting.

The changes in the sky attracted the attention of everyone in the Winter Fortress, and everyone looked up to see it.

It was like the scene of the arrival of the god of death, which was too shocking, leaving the entire fortress silent.

Countless black clouds were churning, like a mad python dancing around Helramo in the gray robe. The violent necrotic storm kept churning and compressing, making him look like a god of death.

Yin Dong, who is so close to you, feels even stronger...

He could clearly sense that the power of the Necrosstorm increased rapidly during the continuous compression process. Once it was compressed to the maximum limit, devastating power would inevitably explode!

The most terrifying thing is that this forbidden spell has no limit.

As long as Helramo has strong enough mental power and his power continues to rise to a terrifying height, everything will be silent!

Yin Dong realized this and was not in a hurry to kill Helramo, and to mobilize the power of time and space to linger all over his body, and then extend his mental power into the storm of the Dead.

But he didn't know that his condition made the hearts of the Fortress of Winter reach their throats.
Chapter completed!