The Zelda Mountains, the small mountain between Norman and Kildan suddenly became lively in the deep winter.

Dozens of people wearing black cloaks walked between the rugged mountain roads. They wrapped almost all parts of their body except their faces in the cloak, lowering their heads and making no sound.

This weird team was dressed neither a hunter nor a mercenary, nor a like an imperial army. Over the days, such strange teams have appeared one after another in the Zelda Mountains.

Such a strange situation naturally attracted the attention of the Kildan border defenders.

Kildan's defenders stationed on the outer edge of the mountains only had one division of 5,000. It was naturally impossible to block all roads into the mountains. Only by sending as many patrols as possible to block and track down these strange teams.

The squadron led by Chik performed this task. They secretly followed a team of more than a dozen people for a long mountain road.

"Captain, they stopped in the valley ahead, it seemed to be preparing to camp." The scouts who were following the front ran back to report.

Chik looked up at the sky and knew that the group of people were going to camp on the spot today. He was hesitating whether he would lead people to rush over and arrest these people.

Chik had seen some worldly things even though he could do the squadron leader. He asked carefully: "Have these people identified?"

"I can't tell it, but I always feel that these guys are so eccentric that they don't look like good people, they are probably cultists."

Chik was still hesitating. If he was an ordinary cultist, his squadron would naturally be able to easily win the surprise attack. If there were some powerful guys among them, they might also kick the ball.

Chick finally chose to be cautious, "Since they are camping in place, they won't leave tonight. Let's contact the nearby team to go there together."

Chik sent scouts to continue to stare at the group and arranged for people to contact nearby teams.

Before midnight, Chik joined two other patrol teams, gathered nearly a hundred soldiers before surrounding the group of men in black.

There were only a dozen men in black, and even if there were any masters, they could not withstand the siege of nearly a hundred warriors. Moreover, there was no sign of the masters among the group. When Chik led the warriors to the fore, these people did not react at all.

The soldiers under Chik rushed up and rushed into the tents, preparing to capture these people first and then interrogate. When the soldiers rushed in, several tents exploded one after another, and rolling black fog rose from it. Sharp screams came from the black fog, and dead spirits rushed out of the black fog.

These soldiers were caught off guard, and the close soldiers were knocked down one after another, and they were in chaos when they were far away. The archers on the periphery shot arrows in panic, but the arrows easily penetrated the body of the undead without causing any damage.

"Don't panic, form a formation, protect the body of the fighting spirit, and kill us!" Several of the team's lieutenant-level captains can still remain calm, and weapons attached to the fighting spirit can cause damage to the undead.

When Chik and his friends tried their best to stop the situation from deteriorating, dark beasts rushed out of the black fog one after another, and their huge bodies slammed fiercely, and even the warriors of Zhanwei were easily knocked down.

"Dark Magician!" Chik finally realized who these men in black were, "Escape, run away!"

When Chik realized his life, the surroundings were completely covered with black fog. The dead spirits, dark beasts, and skeleton warriors that emerged from the ground were already covered in the black fog, and this place had become a death field.

Chik finally couldn't escape. When he was thrown down by a dark beast and bitten by several undead spirits, he didn't understand why so many dark magicians who usually hide in the darkness and dare not show their heads suddenly appeared?

The black mist dissipated, and the corpses of Kildan warriors were scattered on the ground. Most of the corpses were intact. The lives that died in the mouths of dark creatures such as the dead were basically without any external injuries.

A tall dark magician stood up from the broken tent in the center of the battlefield. It was Shanxing of the Korver family. Shanxing crossed the bodies to check whether there were any survivors who had escaped the net. More than a dozen dark magicians who had disappeared before also appeared on the periphery of the battlefield and began to arrange magic circles to collect blood and soul.

Shanxing walked to a thin old man outside the battlefield and bowed and said, "Class leader, we have harvested 98 souls this time, and the power of the magic circle can be increased by 10% again."

The old man in front of him was the clan leader of the Dark Magician Koval. It was precisely with the strength of Korval that several well-known families among the Dark Magicians dared not underestimate the Korval family.

"Well, you did a good job and grew a lot after returning from Necrotic Heights."

"Captain, how to deal with these corpses? It will soon be the sight of the Kildan military and the church." Shanxing is now very cautious in doing things. It is precisely because of his caution that he survived from the dangerous environment of the Necrotic Highlands.

"Do it here. Sooner or later, so many families will attract the attention of the church. It is no longer necessary to hide it."

Shanxing leaned forward half a step closer, lowered his voice and said, "Class leader, do you say that news must be true?"

"It must be true!" The eyes of the Crown leader of the Korver clan shone with excitement. "After so many years, our prayer has received the first reply from the demon god. Not only our Korver family, but also all the devout dark magician families on the continent have received the oracle."

"The demon will return to the continent. The place where the demon comes is the Zelda Mountains. All the dark magician families who welcome the gods will receive the gifts of the demons!" The oracle leader Kovol has been repeated countless times excited to the tribe. This is also the reason why Kovol and many dark magician families hidden in the dark secretly gathered in the mountains of Zelda Mountains, but the cautious Shanxing still had a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Will this be a conspiracy of the Church of Light?"

"If the Church of Light had mastered the way to replace the demon god to reply to believers, the dark magicians on the continent would have long since disappeared."

"So many of our magician families gather here will definitely attract concentrated encirclement and suppression from the Church of Light, right?"

The leader of the Korver sneered, "Most of the power of the church is on the battlefield of the same sea tribe. If the Pope had not come with the legendary holy object, facing so many magician families and the might of the coming demon gods, it would be the church's saints, and the saints would have come, and the end of their fall."

The patriarch said this and Shanxing felt a little relieved. He was about to continue asking, but suddenly the sound of wind came from above his head.

All the magicians of the Korver family raised their heads, which was a black dragon that was passing by low altitude...
Chapter completed!