Versatile Mage

The time has come.

With the passing of Ding Yu Sleep, the dead souls of the seabed, which should have faded, can't help but recall a more terrible fact.

That is the true queen of the dead at the bottom of the sea. The soul of the evil spirit that Ding Yuzu deadened after his death is just one of the little rulers.

Red as a desert, as if this empire could destroy everything.

Crying, whining, and roaring are intertwined. The roar of the dead has never been a form of torture. This demon has already penetrated hundreds of holes. Now there will be another trespass in the desert of the dead red spirit. Even if all enemies are defeated, will this demon still be the original demon?

The land trampled by the dead is hard to live on, and the life of the devil lies in water, in this flat and rich land.

The ocean is going to swallow her.

Dead spirits want to infect her.

Demons are the true end of the day, and people still can't see it all. This is the most horrible part of the end.

In the deep red desert, a dead bone with a blood-red veil all over his body stepped into the air and slowly climbed to the position of the cold moon demon.

That is a skull, dressed in white, which is as pale as a spider web that has been deposited for years, dressed in this red skull, but turned into a noble royal veil, which emits a laugh similar to that of a human woman, except that this laugh is even sharper and scarier.

A human city, as if it had become something in her pocket.

From the very beginning, this war was doomed to failure.

Twenty thousand kilometres of coastal warfare, human non-resistance, would be tantamount to conceding all the important rich cities, and the marine gods would rapidly expand their resources to become the dominant race of the world with human energy.

If humans resist, they will constantly deposit a large number of corpses on the continental shelf. There are corpses, there is blood, and it is the hotbed of the dead. If the marine gods give such a high status to the dead of the seabed, why can the dead of the seabed only wander in the seabed? It is time for the dark, silent and hazy underwater world to change!

The Queen of the Dead Bones of the Imperial Sail has reached a height with the Demon God of the Cold Moon. The desert of the Dead Spirit behind her has already surfaced to the mouth of the Lu family. Unlike the various species of sea demons, the Dead Spirits of the Sea are all dead bones.

With more fish bones, the bones of the demonic beast have also picked those sharp positions, claws, sharp tails, swordfin bones, external teeth, internal teeth...

It is these things that gather together on one seabed spirit, making the entire army of seabed spirits like the Blade Empire, like a red weapon with life, dense numbness, horrible.

“Our enemies have increased again.” Chairman Luncheon has shown tiredness.

The same was true of the other members of the curse, who struggled to resist the steps of these powerful demon emperors, and with the addition of the Blue Dragon and the Five Totems, their battle situation finally changed slightly.

At the end of the day, the Corps of the Ocean they see is still not the whole of the Marine Divine Nation, the Undersea Dead Empire, they are more powerful than any other Sea Demon Empire, even if the catastrophic biota of Demon Shell appears thinner in front of them!

The whole of Pudong is almost buried by the desert of the Red Dead Spirit. The war between people and sea demons has not been interrupted over the years. In the past, the sea demons in battle, the dead humans, were all turned into the dead spiritual people of this royal gauze bone underwater queen...

“Why struggle so hard? You will finally bow to me.” The Queen of the Dead Bones of the Imperial Gazette made a sharp laugh.

In her endless years at the bottom of the ocean, even if she doesn't use one soldier at a time, even if she doesn't use half the magic of the dead, all the creatures of the world will become a dead bone beneath her feet, and it will control all life and death, and all the creatures will run out of life.

War, the most despicable means used by the Queen of the Dead Bones of the Emperor's Yarn.

But if it is necessary, it does not mind showing its true force and enormity to these foolish human beings who think they have dominated the world.

“Chairman Luncheon, what level is this spirit at?” The chief East Methodist asked in silence.

The emperor-level creatures that appear today are the Spotted Demon King, the Lanevil Dragon, the Ruined White Spider Emperor, the Shark Emperor, the Demon Emperor, etc., but none of these emperors smell as powerful as this woman.

Even, this dead spirit gives a sense of comparison to the demon god of the cold moon. If it is also a demon god, then there can be no victory or defeat in this battle, it can only be total extinction!

Where the dead spirits appear, there is no survival in the true sense, they are too sensitive to living life, and will almost insanely turn living people into their kind!

“The Queen of the Seabed is one of ten kings with dominance under the three great world ridges, the Lord of Sahara, the Far South Emperor and Bermudian.” President Luncheon said.

The Queen of the Seabed has always been known as some kind of legend, but the curse in the Magic Society will know that this species exists.

They are deep beneath the sea, in stark contrast to the environment in which humans live, and therefore pose little threat to humankind, except that the Pacific wars waged by the maritime gods over the years have led to the gradual growth of the dead seabed and the gradual transfer of habitats onto the continental shelf…

Unfortunately, if people knew that the Marine Divine Nation and the Dead Spirit of the Seabed were allied, there was really no need for any resistance in the battle, and what was to be done was to consider migration and the survival of extreme cold weather.

Extremely powerful people in one ocean after another have surfaced, and some of the human morale that has just been inspired has fallen back into the ice valley, and it is no longer possible to retreat now.

“The refuge is no longer available, allowing officials to comb all the children of the Devil through the refuge and transfer the city.” Ancient members of parliament said in despair.

“There are still a lot of demons in the city, and the transfer process could be...” another member of parliament hesitated.

“Dead spirits are viruses, and they infect all the people in a very short period of time. Stop asking. Do you want to see the whole demon people become dead spirits under the sea??” Ancient Congressman said.

“I see. ”

Shelters can no longer be sheltered. There are waterproof junctions, isolation restrictions, and secret systems. They can't resist the infection of the dead. In a dying environment, those dying in the shelter will become dead within a day. The dead will attack the living, and there will be more casualties, and the dead will bear the dead...

The arrival of the Queen of the Seabed elevates this fragile and intense scent of death to a terrible level.

Transfer is the wisest choice, and shelters are to be abandoned altogether.