The fierce showdown during the day seemed to consume the enthusiasm of both sides for war, and it seemed to be heartbroken by the losses during the day. That night, the undead actually stopped the routine siege. In addition to the guards who still insisted on their posts, the living had a rare good night's sleep.

At this time, the leadership of the defending city had no time to rest. They summarized the damage to the war, distributed comforts, sorted out various intelligences, and arranged the next plan to defend the city. Too many things to be dealt with one by one. In the end, it was counted that only more than 340 people survived the cavalry team of thousands, and the loss was too great. Lin En looked at Miku who was kneeling in front of him, remembering the thick list of deaths and the completely meaningless sacrifice, so he didn't get angry from the same place.

After hesitating for a long time, the punishment was still not over. After all, the war was imminent, and the cavalry team had suffered too much losses. If they change their generals in the battle, there would be problems with morale and morale. Finally, they forced a sentence like "I will make a meritorious service after the war" to draw a comma for the matter.

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No one would have thought that just as the two sides were taking stock of the losses and preparing for the next decisive battle, someone from both sides secretly met. At this time, two black figures were meeting on a small hill near the battlefield during the day. Coincidentally, two people with different camps both used black cloaks to cover their bodies. Could it be that this is the aesthetics of dark creatures.

The two stood on the hill for more than ten minutes, but neither spoke, as if they were just admiring the battlefield under the moonlight.

After a long time, the smaller one seemed to be unable to wait. "When will you let the water go? Don't tell me, with your strength, you can't help this ice and snow fortress."

The voice of the little man in black robe had a little childish voice, crisp as a bell and beautiful. If Lin En was here, he would find that the wanted criminal he had mobilized the whole city to find had actually left the city. His estimate was completely wrong. At this time, she would actually leave the protection of the fortress. Could she have recovered completely and would not be worried about being attacked by the marquis of the blood clan?

"How could I let go of water? I am now the commander of the undead coalition." A hoarse and low voice came out. The tall man in black robe turned out to be the current commander of the coalition, the Lich Silent.

"Ah hehehehehehe. When you are still those little devils, the Word of Spirit will not deceive people. You can hear the call of the Word of Darkness and respond to my request for help. You are at least a mage of the same level as me. How can such a castle be difficult for you? According to your ability, there should be other names. Don't fool me with obvious pseudonyms like the Silent."

Little Catherine burst into laughter. The innocence of the past hanging on her face had disappeared without a trace. The cruel and complacent smile at the corner of her mouth was undoubtedly fully displayed.

Catherine's words revealed a lot of secrets. The silent man actually had another name. His purpose was to rescue the invading blood clan. The blood clan marquis actually brought a helper who was completely opposite to his purpose. No wonder he ended up being such a tragic result. Now he lost even the command of the army, and he became the commander of the bare commander.

Hearing this, the lich laughed, and there were too few undead monarchs who were at the same level as him but would not meet him. What makes people most happy is that the other party was actually a mage, and he was lonely for too long in the study of undead spells. He is now looking forward to the magic communication promised by the other party in the message of help.

"Of course, the Silent is just a clone, my body has fallen into a deep sleep. I am the master of the mist of death, the undead monarch Shandru. Perhaps you are not very clear from another world. Here, my name is still very loud." Although the tone of the lich's words was light, the information revealed was really amazing. The betrayer was under the nose of the master from beginning to end. If they were not tragic like this, who would have a tragedy?

A scene that surprised the lich happened. Catherine opened her mouth wide in surprise. She, who came from another world, actually knew this name.

"I didn't know it, but a ghost came to my door and took the initiative to dedicate my soul and memory, so I naturally knew it." The following words relieved the lich's doubts.

"Ghost? It's not Natasha, the king of the Banshee, haha, no wonder I didn't see her since yesterday. It turned out that she had sneaked into the city and occupied the body of the legendary wizard. Haha, she could think of it." Sandru made a little inference and sorted out the whole story. The occupying skills were actually a confrontation of spiritual power between souls. Fighting with the legendary wizard, it was not a way to seek death.

"That little girl doesn't know. After looking at her memory, it's really sad. This is the remaining fragment of her soul, you should use it." As she said that, Catherine flicked her finger and threw a transparent diamond crystal to the lich. Inside the crystal was Natasha's extremely frightened face. Obviously, she still had some consciousness. Now she was extremely frightened when she saw her old master.

The banshee lord stepped out of the fog of death with a high spirit. He failed to fight a hard battle, and only this little remains. It has to be said that fate is really a mess of people and is unlucky.

Sandru grabbed the soul fragments, looked at them, and then received them in his robe. "Yes, I thought that the soul that lighted the lamp would not be enough, but I didn't expect it to be repaired. If you get its memory, you should create memory crystals. Let's exchange knowledge of the magic system. I believe that this is exactly what you need. After obtaining this knowledge, you should be able to avoid the obstacles of the main plane's containment and return to your full state."

Condensing memory crystals is not a profound technique. Advanced statutes like to use this crystal instead of books as a carrier of knowledge. Unfortunately, manufacturing and reading this crystal requires strong mental power to base it, and it also consumes a lot of magic. Otherwise, the apprenticeship education of mages will be much simpler.

After saying that, Sandrew took out a black crystal and threw it to Catherine. It seemed that he had prepared for it and had a lot of sincerity in the transaction.

Catherine grabbed the black crystal and read it a little, and knew that this was the main plane magic knowledge he urgently needed. The knowledge of the lich was much more comprehensive and richer than Lyn's explanation.

Thinking that he would be able to recover his full strength immediately, the little girl-like face showed a sincere smile, and the smile was filled with a hint of relief. On the flower-like smile, there was both the innocence of a child and the charm of a mature woman. If Lynn was here, he might have his lolita control temperament again. Unfortunately, there was only an old lich who turned into a dry bone that was unresolved a thousand years ago.

Without saying a word, Catherine immediately took out a snowflake-shaped white crystal from her sleeve and threw it to Sandru. The lich took the crystal, focused on reading, and was immediately overjoyed. "It's possible to do this. Using the elemental elves to reversely operate the magic power, this completely takes another path."

After careful calculation, Sandrew said to Catherine, "Well... Although my thousand-year-old magic knowledge is not an ordinary thing, it is still a bit worse than your unique knowledge of alien magic. I have taken a lot of advantage in this transaction. Do you have any other requirements?"

The undead who is not easy to be completely eliminated, and the legendary wizard who is basically unable to die completely. The transaction between the two was unexpectedly fair, and the old lich actually took the initiative to make up for the difference.

"Or why you move to Death Mist, of course, in the name of my allies, we can equally divide the resources of Death Mist." The evil lich actually took the initiative to propose an invitation to Katherine. Is there any inside story?

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