"You actually let them run away!!!" Galena's roar was never as hysterical as this time, and there was no demeanor and elegance of the six-winged archangel. The task of chasing Gris was stripped from his hands by the Lord God himself. He was already very angry when he failed to take revenge himself. Unexpectedly, Rodmas, who was given a heavy trust by Lord God, failed, and the important reinforcement channel, the Bridge of Aurora was also destroyed.

Rodmas turned his head and glanced at Galena with expressionless expression. The familiar aura immediately shocked Galena and knelt on one knee in the void: "I'm sorry Lord Lord, I don't know you haven't left yet."

The power of Ankvas has subsided in the body of God, leaving only a wisp of his divine thought, but even a wisp of divine thought represents the supreme Ankvas.

If it was Rodmas, he could blame him casually, but this body represents Lord God at this moment, and no matter how much anger he has, he must restrain.

Just glanced at him with a blank expression, Ankvas ignored her, and the last ray of divine thought completely disappeared from Rodmas.

Then, the dead eyes on the body of God regained their divine colors, and Rodmath's will reignited the body.

Galena slowly straightened her body from the void and looked at Rodmas with a complicated expression. Because Ankvas's glance just now extinguished all his anger. After calming down, he realized a problem. The person who controlled this body just now was Lord God. Gris could run away, but he ran away from the hands of Lord God. Blaming Rodmas is equivalent to blaming Ankvas.

Realizing this, Galena felt a chill in her heart. Ankvas' expressionless glance just now was probably dissatisfied with her.

It was so difficult for Gris to escape from the hands of the Lord God.

Time and space are changing. When the alternation of darkness and light stopped, Gris appeared in an empty underground space. There were countless resentful spirits flying in the sky, burning undead holy fire on the platform ahead, and huge skeletons on the ground from time to time. Familiar scenes told him that this was the world of death and the resentful spirits under his territory.

In desperation, Gris took out a teleportation scroll from the storage space, not paying attention to where it was connected.

After stepping out of the teleportation array, Gris kicked away the core components of the teleportation array as soon as possible, and the teleportation array running at high speed with shimmer light stopped instantly.

As soon as Gris appeared, a bunch of black shadows stood up in the darkness around the teleportation array. These black shadows were of varying heights and moved quickly toward the teleportation array.

After seeing Gris in the teleportation array clearly, the relatively strong one among the shadows surrounding him roared wildly and knelt down on one knee.

Under its leadership, all the black shadows around him surrounded the edge of the teleportation array and knelt down in a big circle. Then, the soul like a tsunami roared and roared neatly: "King!"

Under the reflection of the Holy Fire of the Undead, most of the black shadows that fell on their knees were shining with golden and silver-gray lusters.

The sturdy figure who fell to his knees first raised his head and showed a very strange face, but from its soul, Gris still sensed a familiar aura - Antonio.

Antonio now, if it were ordinary people, could not recognize it at all. The body that was once pieced together with the giant by the heart of the corpse witch, has now completely merged with Antonio, and there is no discord in the slightest sight. The fresh flesh and blood, the angular body, and the strong and beating pulses look like a living giant.

With the support of the activation technique, the Heart of the Corpse Witch perfectly merged with Antonio's body, and the muscles and skeletons were as strong as gold and iron, and the strength was no less than any iron zombie. Relying on the advantage of body shape, Antonio was dozens of times more terrifying than ordinary iron zombies.

In addition, Adenauer's soul strength has also improved greatly. Under the continuous performance of soul energy, the original grey bone skeleton has now condensed the soul heart, and his intelligence and knowledge have been greatly improved. The Holy Fire of the Undead is the flame of the inheritance of the Immortal Clan. Antonio, who has been here to guard the teleportation array and the Holy Fire for many years, has a lot of practical knowledge to absorb the holy fire. Now, his knowledge in all aspects is no less than a highly educated human.

These kneeling and shouting and other things are obviously made by Antonio. The knowledge has been gone, and more complex things have sprouted in its heart at the same time.

The black shadows that fell to their knees were basically all upper undead creatures such as golden skeletons and tin zombies. All of them had condensed the soul heart. There were about a hundred. From a distance, more undead creatures were awakening one after another and then rushing over. They were basically upper undead creatures, and their strength had actually increased to this level.

Fortunately, Gris came out of the teleportation array. If it were an enemy, he would immediately fall into the sea of ​​undead creatures.

Sweeping, a small silver dragon flashed in front of Gris, looking at Gris with great excitement. It has been more than two years since he left this world. The little silver dragon has not seen Gris for a long time. Now, the development and construction of the territory are all in the hands of the little silver dragon. Using the materials sent by Gris from the human world, the development of the territory and the crypts is becoming more and more perfect. However, during the entire development process, the little silver dragon also encountered many problems, which needed Gris to come back personally, so the little silver dragon was too eager to see Gris back.

Gris's thoughts swept through the crypt quickly, quickly taking everything in his heart, but he didn't feel safe inside, but instead felt uneasy. What's going on?

The sense of crisis made Gris unable to calm down. He stretched out his hand to signal the little silver dragon not to speak. At the same time, he also thought in his soul that all the undead creatures would order them to quiet them. Suddenly, the entire noisy crypt quickly quieted down, and even the soul waves of the undead creatures could subconsciously condense.

When the whole world became quiet, Gris immediately felt a faint strange thought locked on him, and the thought was slowly increasing.

This idea is something Gris doesn't recognize, who is it?

Before Gris could figure out who this idea belonged to, the intensity of the idea quickly increased to the point where Gris was frightened. It was extremely powerful and unfathomable, and soon exceeded the range that Gris could measure.
Chapter completed!