When Lance left the earth and headed to the abyss plane, he never thought that he would eventually become a demon lord.

And he did not expect that it would take him more than twenty years to return to the Creland plane from the abyss. During this period, he didn't know what happened to those old friends of Creland. As for his father and brother, they were just mortals, and in this dangerous world, it would be easy for more than twenty years to take away the life of a mortal.

But Lance had no choice. The barriers between planes were much stronger than he thought.

When he walks down from a high-level plane, the barriers are relatively weak; but it is too difficult to go upstream along the plane river.

So when he walked off the carriage and saw the familiar faces, Gu Jing Wubo's mood, which had always been a little excited.

"Lance!" Dora shouted in dismay.

Lance opened his arms and showed a long-lost sincere smile.

On the other hand, the Sioux warriors were not ready to give this inexplicable guy a chance to reminisce with the enemy.

All the soldiers rushed over with a roar, including those terrifying, hill-like war monsters.

All the wizards and apprentices on the city wall showed despair. Dora and others also became nervous, knowing that this is not the time to reminisce about the past.

This battle is far from over.

However, at this moment, Lance stood beside the carriage, in the middle of the battlefield, and began to chant a deep spell loudly.

His chanting speed was so fast that even with Dora's current magical attainments, he could only hear that he was singing a spell of summoning.

What is he calling?

The war demon roared and rushed over, and Lance remained motionless.

The succubus suddenly flew high, and a ball of golden flame flew out in his hand, landing on the war demon, and instantly burned the demon to ashes!

The Sioux people were shocked and focused all their attention on the succubus.

In their opinion, the weird spell used by this succubus is their biggest nemesis.

After all, the war monsters are their biggest reliance on defeating the indigenous peoples of the Dawn Plain.

But what made the Sioux wizard feel a little relieved was that after using the golden fireball, the succubus seemed to be a little weaker.

"She can't use this witchcraft many times. They are not our opponents!"

A Sioux third-level wizard roared.

The Sioux army, whose morale had just fallen, suddenly revived. A large amount of magic began to surge like a tide.

Instead of getting close, they first bombarded the succubus- and the ignorant mage beside her.

That's right, it's probably best to describe this mage as ignorant of life and death. He was just standing there, facing the magic in the sky without dodging at all!

"Lance. Dodge quickly!"

Dora, Roy and others all showed anxious expressions.

They were about to make some moves, but they were entangled by their respective opponents.

These Sioux third-level wizards would not allow them to free up their hands to participate in the battle below.

This is a good balance that must be maintained.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the wizard who chanted spells unbridledly.

After the succubus lost the fireball, he hid behind Lance.

The next second, the magic in the sky smashed down crazily. Although most of these magics are level one and level two witches, there are enough numbers that can be combined together to tear a third-level wizard without protective measures!

"I don't know what's the matter!" A Sioux wizard sneered: "Before his witchcraft chanting is finished, our magic can tear him apart!"

Who knew that at this moment, just as the magic eyes were about to hit Lance, a strange twist suddenly appeared beside him.

Solomon's blood ability - twisted void!

This powerful bloodline ability has shown an astonishing effect under the control of Lance.

A strange force field lingers around him. This force field distorts everything and absorbs all the magic!

It was like a greedy giant beast, which opened its bloody mouth and ate all the thousands of witchcrafts!

This is really incredible!

The entire Kelthuzad Fortress became silent. Not to mention the Sioux people, even the wizard apprentices on the city wall were watching this scene with dumbfoundedness.

At this moment, someone vaguely remembered: "Isn't that man, Mr. Lance, the first guest secretary of our Fenglong Society, when it was established?"

"It is said that after the establishment of the Fenglong Society, he left the Dawn Plain and traveled around to seek stronger power."

"I saw his portrait in the Hall of Wisdom. It was him, it was him!"

"He is so powerful that he can absorb thousands of spells by himself?! Is this still something humans can do?"

A female apprentice Huayao said, "So handsome, even more handsome than the one in the portrait..."

"Idiot, Mr. Lance can't fall in love with a guy like you!" A mean wizard beside her couldn't help but sneer: "Mr. Lance...but a man who can make our leader wait for more than twenty years..."

"You mean?" The female apprentice showed curiosity.

Who knew that at this moment, a sharp gaze suddenly came from the sky.

The two of them immediately shut up.

As a third-level wizard, Dora's hearing is naturally extremely keen, and the gossips of these little wizards will inevitably be transmitted to her ears.

But what she really cares about is not these, but Lance!

The ability of the Twisted Void seems to have not disappeared after absorbing thousands of witchcraft.

The Sioux wizards also realized this strange situation. Generally speaking, the witchcraft of the distorted void will send the witchcraft that attempts to harm themselves to another world and then disappear immediately.

But that black, twisted ring-like object did not disappear after swallowing so much witchcraft.

Lance's chanting continued, but before he could finish chanting, a strange sound suddenly came from the twisted void beside him.

The dark and ring-shaped object suddenly broke away from Lance's body, turned into a painted dark cloud, and flew towards the Sioux army at high speed.

"Be careful!" A Sioux third-level wizard seemed to have guessed something and reminded loudly.

However, it was too late.

When the dark cloud came to the heads of Sioux warriors and wizards, the thousands of witchcraft rolled down like heavy rain!

Thunder, flame, frost, acid, arcane, force field, missile...

Countless spells formed a crazy magic feast, smashing the unprepared Sioux warriors.

Solomon's blood ability - spell counter!

There were so many wailings, and there were many casualties.

Four Level 3 Sioux wizards were immediately blushed.

They didn't expect that Lance could turn the situation around alone!

Cheers sounded from the city walls, and at this time, Lance's identity was quickly conveyed.

The chief guest of Fenglong Society reappeared after disappearing for twenty years and turned the tide.

Everyone likes such a script.

And at this time, the spell that Lance had been chanting before finally came to an end.

Everyone looked forward to it, watching Lance clasp his hands together and draw a long cross on his chest!

The next second, the entire plain of Dawn began to tremble wildly.

The mountains on both sides were shaking, the rocks shattered, and a large number of magic halos fell from the sky.

The people on the city wall began to count carefully.

"One, two...seven, nine...twelve!"

There are twelve magic halos in total!

Everyone was stunned.

This is impossible! Because this goes against common sense of summoning witchcraft!

Although they didn't know what Lance was singing, they were still sure that it was a summoning witchcraft, which could be seen from the fall of these magical auras.

In the wizarding world in the Creland plane, there is an unbreakable law, that is, the upper limit of summoning witchcraft is six!

No matter what summoning spell, whether you are summoning a skeleton archer, a green-skinned monster, or a super creature like the Red Dragon, the maximum number of monsters you can summon is six!

This is a plane law and cannot be violated.

But now, in full view of everyone, Lance actually forced out twelve magic halos.

Not to mention the wizards of the six major families, even the Sioux wizards were so scared that they trembled all over.

"My God, what exactly did this guy do!"

The oldest Sioux third-level wizard looked at the twelve magic halos with thirsty mouth.

This completely overturned his common sense.

The only thing he can do now is pray that what Lance summoned will not be too exaggerated!
To be continued...