Magicians Union, top floor of Genefata.

A magic circle exudes warm and soft light. As the magic circle moves, the rich light elements in the space gather into the magic circle.

Arthur sat cross-legged in the center of the magic circle, soaking in the rich and pure light elements. The True Demon Well gave him the feeling of being cold and bone-black, and the wrapping of the light elements made him feel comfortable and drowsy.

Of course, Arthur would not really fall asleep. His body greedily absorbed the light element. This vast light element not only replenished the magic power in his body, but also unknowingly eroded the demonic energy in his body.

After one day, the increase in magic power in his body was enough to be as good as his usual practice for a month. The change visible to the naked eye was that his black skin had begun to fade. It seemed that the rich light elements were really neutralizing the dark power in his body.

Arthur thought, and a layer of scales appeared on the surface of his body, but the scales on his body were not as dark as before, but just a faint black one, as if he was wearing black armor.

Arthur walked out of the magic circle and gave a deep salute to the old magician who had been guarding the magic circle.

Theodos master waved his hand gently, "When you were practicing in the magic circle, I read a lot of ancient books. I probably knew what was going on with the horn on your head?"

Arthur's eyes shone with joy, "Please give me some advice?"

"The process of demonization is simply a process of external force infusion. The power of the dark element will change the body's flesh, bones, and even meridians. Because this transformation is too fierce and domineering, the physical strength of ordinary warriors cannot bear it, which will lead to the explosion of body and death. Even if some powerful warriors can bear the body, the spirit cannot bear it, so they will be eroded by the demonic thoughts and completely entangled. Your body and spirit are both endured in the process of demonization, so they inherit the strength of the demon clan's body without losing their mind."

In addition to those mysterious purple light spots that even Arthur did not know, the Magician Theodos clearly explained the reason for Arthur's current state.

"What about the short horns on my head? How did they grow?" Arthur couldn't wait to ask.

"Your short horns are also connected by meridians. These two horns are not only the deposition of the impurities accumulated in the process of demonization, but also the place where dark magic is stored. Ancient books record that the stronger the demon clan has, the more horns on the head, the longer the longer it is. This is because he absorbed too much dark magic and formed more precipitation. You think it is useless now because you have not practiced any magic skills. After practicing the magic skills, you may find that the horns on the head can also store dark magic and can be called at any time in battle, so the long-lasting combat power of the demon clan is so terrifying!"

Arthur looked like he suddenly realized, "The horn on the demon's head actually has this effect?"

"The magician's martial arts may be found in the banned classics by the Magician Union. Can you actually practice and verify it?"

The old magician's bold thoughts scared Arthur to shook his head repeatedly. He now looked like a demon clan, and if he practiced the demon clan's skills, he would really become a demon clan!

However, the old magistrate's idea reminded Arthur that although he knew the magical skills, he knew the magical skills, so he immediately started experimenting.

After following the Danyang spiritual meridians, Arthur boldly opened up new meridians and transported the fire dragon-like Dou Qi in the meridians directly to the short corner on his head. Dou Qi was greatly hindered at the root of the short corner. Arthur gritted his teeth and encouraged the surging Dou Qi in his dantian to rush towards the obstacle.

With Arthur's scream, the fiery red fighting flames burst out from the short corners, as if the two short corners were burning, as majestic as if they were burning.

The old magician next to him looked confused. What top-level demon skills have you practiced that can actually ignite the demon horns on your head like a demon god?

It was so painful for Dou Qi to ignite the magic horns. Arthur trembled all over in pain. He only persisted for three seconds before extinguishing Dou Qi.

"Old President, look at the horns on my head, are they smaller?" Arthur's idea was to use the magical skills to transform the horns of the demons.

The old magistrate approached Arthur's head and studied it carefully for a long time, "It seems that it's a little smaller, right?"

Arthur finally found a solution to the magic horns on his head.

The old wizard comforted him: "It's too much or too little. Even the magic circle of light gathering is not suitable for continuous use. I have arranged a room for you in the magic tower. You can stay in the tower these days and adjust your body well tonight."

Naturally, Arthur had no reason to refuse, and after bowing again, he lived here.

......

Arthur stayed in the Magicians Union, where he seemed to be isolated from the world, but the outside world became more and more tense.

As the necromancer frenzy approaches, more and more refugees are flocking to the city of Alantis, which has long exceeded the limit that the city's population can accommodate. Moreover, the food, drinking, defecation and urination of these people in the city are problems. Even if some nobles and rich people in the city will take out some of the food to give alms, they still cannot meet the food problem of more than one million refugees flocking to the city.

Due to the problem of fighting for food, several small-scale conflicts broke out in the city, and were finally suppressed by the city guards with powerful means. The conflicts between the indigenous residents and foreign personnel in the city became increasingly fierce, with various frictions and conflicts emerging one after another.

Under pressure from the city, Grand Duke Amaya asked Prince Galah to instruct him. After the emperor, he completely closed the gate of Alantis. Except for the army and caravans that supply necessary supplies, outsiders were not allowed to enter the city.

The act of closing the gate of Alantis made the refugees outside the city angry. As more and more refugees gathered, some people secretly provoked refugees to attack the gate.

Although the metal gate of Alantis is several meters thick, allowing people to continue to attack is also a destruction of the city defense. What's more than 100,000 people gathered under the city gate. When the craze of necromancer approached, these people not only became food for the necropolises, but also directly attacked Alantis' flesh and soul materials.

A little bit of indulgence will cause great plans. Grand Duke Amaya sent out cavalry with a reputation to kill, disperse the refugees gathered outside the city gate, and drive them to escape to the south.

Before the necromancer frenzy approached, thousands of people in the human race died under their own horse's hooves.

Before the racial war, personal life was so small.

When the inside and outside the city of Alantis was still in chaos, an elite sea army had quietly bypassed the frontal battlefield, crossed the Seidal Mountains, which had long been ignored, and appeared behind the human army.

The sea clan army had only 30,000 people, but they were all demonized warriors led by the sea clan high priest. Before the human coalition on the Norman battlefield could react, they passed through him directly, and then shot directly into the city of Alantis like an arrow.

The demons' actions against Alantis have officially begun...
Chapter completed!