Blood and crying tear through the quiet night, the "Chapter of Darkness" is worthy of its name at this moment and has become a purgatory on earth.

The monsters were roaring wildly, and they were willing to destroy all buildings that were in harmony with nature with their own power. The monsters with magical abilities kept spitting out flames, creating ice rain, raising strong winds, and raising mud and sand.

Not only Sparta Town, but all the novice towns near the Abi Mountains are in chaos and violent scenes. The explosion rate of chaotic monsters increases and their experience increases, but the guards are only left with terrified and helpless screams. The players are excited but unable to reap the fruits. Occasionally, greedy players are quickly extinguished in the beast tide.

This time, the forum was completely lively. The players who died sat in the Temple of Creation chatting with the Goddess of Creation, and logged into the forum to exude their feelings.

At the same time, "mysterious players" were also conjectured and imagined by countless people, and those losers of evil missions can log in to the game again at this moment. The topic of "the first evil mission since the game was launched" was once again moved to the front stage for countless people to discuss it wildly.

Several candidates were released one by one. Fortunately, the game was launched shortly after the server was launched, they could only guess the player's ID and profession.

From the two broadcasts, I could guess the madness outside, but I didn't expect Stoke to be so big. At this moment, the private chat communicator suddenly rang. It was Mo Ke. I glanced at Stoke, quickly connected and sent a mindless saying, "Dangerous! Emergency!"

I believe Mo Ke can understand what I mean, but I really don’t have much time to listen to what he said. Mo Ke and I have been cooperating with eight years of tacit understanding, but it is not a big deal. As expected, I quickly caught the topic we had cut off the previous one and said hurriedly: "The key to destroying the death summoning ritual is that after casting the spell, the magician will fall into weakness, extreme weakness."

I suddenly turned off the communication, unable to suppress my heartbeat, "I guessed it right!"

The power of heaven and earth continued to rage, and the light ball of the magic circle on the island gradually became darker. "Trembling...humble human..." Stoke roared wildly, slowly putting the ice crown on his head. He had just finished wearing it, but he keenly realized that the little man who had been trembling in the corner suddenly stopped trembling at this moment, but instead stood calmly, with no humble fear in his eyes but the indifference of the winner.

Suddenly I realized something was wrong, "Not good!"

Stoke screamed, and suddenly felt the entire magic circle suddenly quiet, and his heart suddenly burst into pieces. Silence is the prelude to violence. At this moment, the quieter it is waiting for the arrival will be a more manic riot. Boom, as if you can hear his heart's voice. All the evil spirits and demons boiled in an instant, and tens of thousands of evil spirits rushed out of the soul world channel one after another.

"Ah...I'm going to kill you..." Stoke rushed to the crazy thrust, "What did you do?"

I smiled coldly and said, "Stoke Great Magician, I see anger, panic, fear and... surprise in your face! Are you incredible for the ending now?"

"You have tampered with the Ice Crown? It's the Necromancer's Guide. How did you get it? Why didn't these evil spirits attack you?" To my surprise, Stoke ignored my statement and raised a series of questions.

I spread my hands, and the evil spirits that broke through Stoke's bondage were wandering around me calmly, without any intervention, but instead looked like seeing the same kind. The system prompts that the necromancer itself is a marginal person on the verge of death and living, and is very similar to the entity composed of purely spiritual resentment of the evil spirit. Of course, this is just an unexpected gain, and I smiled: "Do you want to know everything? In fact, it's very simple. With your rich experience of the black magician, it's not difficult to find out that I controlled the frequency of the detonation of the necromancer, and just when you put on the ice crown, it detonated it."

This is my last move, "As for why the evil spirit... and even this monster that has evolved into a demon will not attack me, because I have completed your experiment in advance. It is honored to tell you that from now on, I will fight for the entire life of the "Divine Realm" to become a great undead lich."

"No, this is impossible..."

I was too lazy to continue talking to Stoke anymore, and got out of the barrier that was broken by the evil spirits, re-equipped the dead bone staff, and the "Corrosion Arrow" suddenly hit Stoke. The magic is still the magic of the past, and its attributes are only slightly increased, but the damage caused by hitting Stoke is even ten times greater than that of killing a first-level monster.

“380.”

“760.”

Seeing this number, my heart that had been hanging around finally fell to the ground at this moment. He was indeed unprecedentedly weak!

"Bastard... No, I will become the great undead lich, and I will not be extinct..." Stoke waved his magic with both hands, but was tired of dealing with the evil spirits. He could not even get a third hand to deal with me. The answer to him was still a steady stream of corrosive arrows!

The blood trough appeared, and the good guy had 1 million lives!

However, with the help of a large number of evil spirits, there are only less than 100,000 left.

The attack continued, and my magic specifically aimed at the most vicious places, temples, eyes, mouth... to make Stoke lose blood faster. Stoke roared angrily, but standing in the center of the magic circle, it seemed to be imprisoned, which made him unable to escape.

I did not dare to slacke off at all, and once again accumulated magic, target, between the two strands of Stoke.

One, two, three... magic was constantly released, and finally with a loud "bang", Stoke exploded!

From Stoke's blasted corpse, a wisp of blue smoke floated out in the house and kept swaying in the air. A misty voice came from the air, "Ah, I will come back - bastard, I will not let you go. My great black magician Stoke will make a comeback-" With a long tail note, Stoke spoke the classic lines when every bad guy was defeated.

"System prompt: Destroy Stoke's body and 'help the black magician Stoke complete the death summoning ceremony' evil mission failed!"

At the same time, the dark sky with clouds in the sky lost its power support and gradually began to fade. However, the impact of this evil revival was far from over. The chapter of Darkness has been opened, and all the sleeping figures will jump out of the tomb one by one and turn the world on the Divine Realm Continent. From now on, the world will not be peaceful.

The broken walls and countless rotten corpses in Sparta Town seemed to be deliberately left with bloody evidence to witness this evil resurrection.

"Ding, the system prompts that player Rodriguez Chongyang, as the first NPC to kill his mission in "Divine Realm", was included in the "Divine Realm" "Single and Strange Events" of the Divine Realm, and the player's world reputation is +10."

"Ha, strange stories? I became the first player to kill NPC?" I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I was just for survival. "Others who change jobs are just chatting and talking, but I have to endure such twists and turns. It really goes with that saying, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is no game."

There was no experience prompt or reputation prompt, everything showed that Stoke's soul slipped away at the last moment, and my heart suddenly became heavy.

However, now it is not time to consider the future. The soul world channel has lost its power support and becomes unstable. All the evil spirits that rushed out of the soul world are flying randomly in the air, rushing against the magic array barrier that has lost its source of power. It is only a matter of time before breaking through the ban.

I even felt the powerful space power spreading at the gate passage of the Soul Realm, as if it was about to explode.

He glanced at the three things that Stoke had dropped after it exploded, which were still in the center of the magic circle. Two pocket-sized blood jade skulls, a black magic cloak, and the last ice crown.

"Ice Crown: The Crown of Barack, the King of Slaughter,...the Mission Items..."

Why are the mission items? Before I could think too much, as soon as I put them into the space package, the scenery in front of me was swallowed up by the raging white light.

System prompt: You are killed by the chaotic space energy explosion, and your level is reduced by 1 level. Please log in to the game after 6 hours in real time.

Opening my eyes again, I had already arrived at the reception hall of the Goddess of Creation. Open the attribute panel and the level was reduced to level 10 0%. But it doesn't matter. As the profession on the panel changed from "The Magic Apprentice of the Dark Magician Stoke" to "The Undead Mage", a sincere smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
Chapter completed!