The sudden death of a lich instantly alarmed the manager and controller of the kingdom of the dead, the ninth-level demigod-level lich, Modo.
Every lich that enters the kingdom of the dead is the cornerstone to build and maintain the existence here. Every one missing means that the kingdom of the dead will shrink by a few points, and it also means that the distance of Modo, known as the king of liches The last god was a few steps further away.
Following a burst of space distortion, a skull with a crown of power on its head, a black cloak, and blue flames flickering in its black eyes was teleported to the laboratory of that hapless lich.
He looked down at the broken bones scattered on the ground due to the loss of his soul, and grabbed a fragment of a bracelet from the ground through the air, which was a part of a phylactery a minute ago.
While he was carefully examining the fragment of the phylactery, another space distortion appeared in the air around him, and an eighth-level legendary lich also came to the scene of the murder.
"Lord Mordo..."
The lich greeted in a low voice.
"Angmar, is he your student?"
The Lich King looked away from the shard and asked.
"Yes, he was my student before him, and he pursued me on the road of death without hesitation."
"He's only 800 years old, so young..."
The legendary lich named Angmar said, picked up the unfinished letter from the desk next to it, and continued:
"He got an opportunity by chance a month ago. His soul descended to a remote town close to the city of innocence, and he hibernated successfully, ready to show his strength..."
"But just now, he encountered a powerful enemy, a saint of Shenguang Sect?"
"He was forced out of the 'emergency transfer' and managed to escape back, but he didn't escape the follow-up pursuit?"
Lich Angmar briefly recounted the contents of the letter, and then asked with some doubts:
"Why was he still brutally murdered after he fled back to Tiga?"
"It's a divine technique, a divine technique that even I have never seen before..."
"The enemy got a pair of his phylactery, and launched an attack along the phylactery, completely destroying his soul."
whispered the Lich King.
The red flames in Angmar's eye sockets suddenly jumped, expressing a little uneasiness in his heart, and asked quickly:
"This is a very dangerous signal! What kind of attack can hurt us through the phylactery?"
Each lich has several phylacteries, and they are scattered all over the world, ensuring that once the soul is transferred, they can escape from danger immediately. Even if the phylactery is discovered, at most it will destroy an empty phylactery. The lich itself cannot be harmed, so the lich is particularly difficult to deal with and difficult to kill.
But if someone can directly injure the body of the Lich through the phylactery, those phylacteries scattered outside the kingdom of the dead will change from a life-saving talisman to a life-threatening talisman, and it will only be a matter of time before the Lich is wiped out...
"Pass my metaphorical order, all liches immediately recover the phylactery scattered outside, and don't leave a single one behind."
"At the same time, contact outside personnel to investigate the matter carefully, and we must find out who is responsible for it!"
"In the future, without my permission, souls are not allowed to descend to the outside world, especially near the city of innocence!"
The Lich King said decisively that his order was accurately conveyed to every lich's ears through the connection of the kingdom of the dead.
"Your Excellency, are we going to give up the City of Innocence?"
The Lich King was stunned for a moment, and there was a little helplessness in his cold tone:
"Although the City of Innocence is important, we have already lost two liches there, and suffered a very painful loss..."
"We don't need to be impatient, time is always on our side."
The liches have never given up their coveted desire for the city of innocence, even though it has been completely controlled by the Orthodox Church, they are patiently waiting and looking for opportunities.
A few years ago, they sent a lich, Yutu, to make trouble nearby, but the lich died suddenly before he tossed around for long, and he couldn't escape with such an unreasonable life-saving method as a phylactery.
There is no way, the Lich has been dead for too long after all, and a slow reaction is inevitable.
So the Lich King realized the disadvantages of the phylactery system, and quickly summoned the liches under his command to jointly develop the "emergency transfer" spell, which allows the liches to automatically transfer their souls when they encounter a crisis.
Unexpectedly, the enemy actually found a way to attack the Lich itself through the phylactery...
If it wasn't for the fact that the Lich King had been dead for too long, he would have lost all human emotions, and he might have been so angry that his hands and feet were cold and his whole body was shaking.
"You can try to use divination, which may find some clues."
After the Lich King issued the order, he continued.
"But the enemy is a saint. If you divination rashly, will it attract the attention of the gods?"
Lich Angmar was a little timid, and he was not filled with righteous indignation at all. He had long since lost the idea of avenging his students.
"The current gods are already too busy to take care of themselves..."
The Lich King said solemnly.
Only then did Angmar feel a little more relieved, and quickly collected the wreckage of his students, and activated the divination that he was very good at before, trying to find clues about the murderer.
But got no results...
"The divination has been disturbed, and there is some powerful existence protecting the murderer."
"How can it be?"
"The current gods, how can they care about the believers in the world?"
The flames in the Lich King's eye sockets danced, looking a little puzzled.
"Is it because the other party's personality is high enough? I can't divination?"
Angmar asked tentatively again, but he remembered that his student's letter stated that the other party was a young human being.
"Let me try it."
As the Lich King was speaking, just as he was about to take over the pile of wreckage from the other party, a sudden change occurred.
A beam of light full of sacred aura suddenly passed through Tiga's sky that was always covered by dark clouds, and landed on Angmar's body.
The beam of light is pure and sacred, and the breath of life contained in it is surging like a wave. If it shines on the living body, it can instantly heal all their diseases and injuries, regenerate bones and muscles, and bring the dead back to life.
But if it shines on the Lich, it is the deadliest light of destruction.
Angmar immediately let out a shrill scream, and was burned to ashes by the beam of light without even having time to activate the 'emergency transfer'.
The whole process only lasted less than a second, and the Lich King had just realized what had happened before the beam of light disappeared without a trace.
"this... "
"The sects outside are too unruly!"
After thousands of years, the Lich King uttered an angry roar again.
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I'm a bit stuck today, so I'll update the first chapter, and the second chapter has to be polished slowly, it may be later.
terribly sorry...