Chapter 1250 Datas

"You can see clearly that the destination of this huge human army is the city of Daro under my feet."

“Master, Della swears on her life that she is absolutely not wrong.” The Spirit of Lies simulated a look of panic on his face and answered cautiously.

The skinny black orc moved his fingers slightly, and several black tentacles instantly spread out from the ground, binding the Spirit of Lies in the air.

"Master, don't kill Della. Della really didn't lie."

Feeling that the Styx was calling him, the Spirit of Lies hurriedly tore off his own exterior, exposing his core to the skinny black orc.

The skinny black orc stopped what he was doing, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked through the cracks on the core of the Spirit of Lies, at the image emerging from the core that was pulsating with purple evil light.

In the small tribe, several humans wearing white armor were slaughtering black orc warriors.

On the breastplate of one of the human warriors, there was a blooming light blue star flower.

"The insignia of the Star Covenant Legion of the Holy Third Kingdom of the Dawn."

The skinny black orc murmured in a low voice, and the black tentacles that were entangled with the Spirit of Lies suddenly loosened and drilled back into the soul deep inside the black orc's shriveled body.

In the picture, a group of humans gathered together, merged into a flower, and sank into the ground.

In the center of the small tribal square, the remaining light dust lingered for a long time.

Then the scene changed, and what appeared in front of the skinny black orc was a scene of a huge army marching. Judging from the number of their military flags, there were no less than ten thousand.

At this moment, the stone house fell into an eerie silence, with only the wheezing sound of the core of the Spirit of Lies, like a broken bellows, remaining.

The skinny black orc turned around, raised his right hand, opened a channel of flowing light, and walked in.

Upon seeing this, the Spirit of Lies quickly closed his coat, protected the core again, and hurried after him.

Having been a slave for a hundred years, she knew this "old immortal traitor" very well.

The calmer one appears, the greater the desire for destruction.

If he showed any sign of disobedience now, this "undead traitor" would surely extract his soul and use it to feed his precious black tentacles.

"Just be patient. As long as you are patient, when this 'old and immortal betrayer' reaches that step, I will be able to complete the master's mission."

Passing through the channel of flowing light, the breath of death hits you in the face.

Grayish-white soul fragments floated in the air, and tens of millions of undead souls stood quietly on the land polluted by the power of death.

Looking up, a tower of bones stood in the center of the demiplane.

The skinny black orc walked forward, and wherever he passed, the undead warriors all crawled on the ground.

With every step forward, the wrinkled skin of the skinny black orc filled up a little more. When he reached the base of the bone tower, the rotten epidermis peeled off piece by piece, and the appearance of a young man reappeared in the world.

On his chest, five golden stripes flickered with his breathing, and each golden stripe corresponded to one thousandth of the authority of the Black Orc race that he had stolen.

"Datas!"

A roar filled with unwillingness came from the Bone Tower, resounding throughout the entire demiplane.

The black orc youth remained calm as he walked onto the bone stairs and headed into the tower.

Three transparent light pillars stood in the center of the bone tower, with dark purple ancient shaman runes flowing on their surfaces. Hundreds of soul chains extended from the bottom of each light pillar and pierced into the bone matrix on the ground.

In the left column of light, a skeleton in a rotten robe was suspended in it, with countless ancient shaman runes engraved on the bones. It continuously drew power from its body and transported it outside the tower to revive new undead.

The light column on the right also imprisoned a withered body. Three long black crystal nails were inserted into the skeletal body, and the soul in the head was transformed into a death soul that controlled the undead army.

In the central beam of light, the soul fire of the legendary mid-level necromancer was vibrating. He continued to vent his unwillingness and anger, wanting to tear the black orc in front of him into pieces.

"Datas!"

Datas looked up and a smile appeared on his face.

"Satella, do you know why I left you alone, instead of melting you and your two brothers into tools for me to manipulate the undead?"

"Datas!"

A roar once again emanated from the transparent light column, spreading in all directions with extreme hatred.

"Hahaha."

Looking at the green soul fire dancing in Satella's empty eye sockets, Datas laughed out loud.

Outside the Tower of Bones, the Spirit of Lies subconsciously wanted to escape after hearing the creepy whisper, but when he thought that the "undead traitor" might be watching him, he stopped the urge to run away.

"I forgot that you only have a tiny bit of consciousness left."

Coming in front of the transparent light column, Datas raised his hand, passed through the ancient shaman restriction he had set up, and stroked the dark purple threads of resentment wrapped around the white bones.

"I wanted to use your container at the last moment, what a pity."

Datas plunged his hand into the dark green soul fire, extinguishing the last bit of obsession of the legendary mid-level necromancer.

"Della."

The Spirit of Lies was frightened and flew quickly into the Tower of Bones.

"Master, Della is here."

Looking at the dishonest slave in front of him, Datas took out a domino made from the ribs of a legendary necromancer from his arms and threw it to the Spirit of Lies: "Go to Daro City and activate the undead transformation array I have set up."

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this, the Spirit of Lies did not dare to delay. Holding the dominoes in his arms, he passed through the half-plane passage and returned to the real world.

With a wave of his hand, he closed the passage again, and Datas moved his mind to lift the restriction on the transparent light column in the middle.

"Ending with the Scourge of the Undead is a good ending."

After whispering something, Datas took out a piece of consciousness from his soul and sent it into the soul of the legendary intermediate necromancer.

Looking at the progress of the fusion, it is estimated to take three days.

However, three days is enough.

"After this matter is over, there will be no need for that dishonest slave to exist."

"That Outer God, if I sell it, I wonder if it can offset the world consciousness's hatred towards me."

"As for my former beliefs, I will take your place and carry out your mission to revive the Black Asian Orcs and take back the lands that were once lost."

……

In the city of Daro, the Spirit of Lies was constantly shuttling underground with the bone cards in his arms, activating various nodes and allowing the aura of death stored in the bone containers to spread outward.

When the last node was activated, the city of Daro was instantly shrouded in the aura of death, and tens of thousands of black orcs, the elderly, the weak, women and children, turned into zombies in an instant.