Chapter 1254: Legendary Intermediate Undead Mage - Datas

Bames moved his mind and opened the half-plane channel.

Upon seeing this, Aipuli bowed respectfully, then passed through the channel of flowing light and returned to the real world.

After the half-plane channel was closed again, a ray of divine light flew out from the body of 'Bames' and condensed into a majestic figure in the air, then slowly shrank and turned into the size of a normal person.

Bames opened his eyes, and the memories buried deep in his soul began to revive.

After a while, the light in his eyes gathered again, he looked up at the Black Orc God in front of him, and said, "Aren't you and your original body invading that fifth energy world? Why are you here?"

"A hundred years ago, I returned to the world of Ilaria."

Bames frowned and asked, "Because of the God Thief."

The God of the Black Orcs said, "A hundred years ago, I found that the power of faith was beginning to weaken, so I returned to the world of Ilaria to prevent the events of the Shia Orcs from happening again."

"After all, only by maintaining our status as gods in the main world can we suppress the world consciousness of other worlds with our status and achieve the purpose of invasion."

"In the words of the original body, even if thousands of years of planning come to naught, we cannot lose our authority in the main world."

"As for the God Thief, it was the God of the Dawn who told me about it."

"Ah!"

Balmes smiled contemptuously and said, "It seems that the thief is very resourceful. He has been hiding for a hundred years without being discovered."

"However, if you are betting on a world of the second energy level, you won't be afraid that the original body will tear you apart after it returns."

The Black Orc God took a deep look at Bames and said slowly, "Being a mortal for hundreds of years has made your thinking dull."

Hearing this, Bames reacted instantly.

It may seem like a gamble on the surface, but in reality it is a repayment of a favor.

In the world of Ilaria, based on racial divisions, the Black Orcs belong to the Orc camp.

The gods could naturally see the hidden meaning behind this transaction, but as long as it complied with the regulations on the surface, no god would care.

Balmes paused to think and asked, "Has the God Thief found any clues?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Ingram."

When this name was mentioned, a rare flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Black Orc God.

"The timing matches, it should be him." Ingram's face flashed through Bames' mind. The time when he left the United Kingdom of Coles roughly matched the time when the power of his original faith weakened.

"Before you destroy his soul, please ask him why he betrayed me..."

"I know." The Black Orc God suppressed his inner anger and said in a deep voice, "After all, you are the Saint Seed you selected before entering the real world. I will naturally ask clearly."

"Well, it's getting late, I should leave."

Upon seeing this, the Black Orc God raised his hand and sealed the memory back into the deepest part of Bames' soul.

The divine light faded, and Bames' eyes regained clarity. He looked at the object of his faith in front of him, fell to the ground, knelt devoutly, and said respectfully: "Bames greets my god."

Looking at Bames crawling on the ground, a strange look flashed in the eyes of the Black Orc God, but he quickly suppressed it and said, "Unite with humans and eliminate the God Thief!"

"I will obey your will." Bames replied respectfully.

When the half-plane channel was opened, the incarnation of the power of the Black Orc God instantly disappeared into thin air.

After a while, Bames stood up from the ground, waved his hand to remove the dust on his body, and left the demiplane with an important mission in mind.

At this moment, going to war with humans is no longer important.

To carry out God's mission and eliminate those who steal God is the most important thing.

Coming out of the demiplane, Bames saw his two companions staring at him intently.

"What's the matter?"

"You have already agreed to form an alliance with humans." The legendary Black Orc Shaman standing on the left was surrounded by purple mist. He stared at Bames and spoke word by word.

Bames snorted coldly, stared at the Black Asian Orc Legendary Shaman, and said in a deep voice: "This is the will of my god, do you want to disobey it?"

The mocking look on the face of the Black Asia Orc legendary warrior who was standing on the right side ready to watch the show instantly disappeared. He silently took out his weapon from the space equipment and aimed at the legendary shaman.

Even though he couldn't beat this old guy who was five hundred years older than him, he still had to show the right attitude.

As for suspecting that Bames was using the name of my God, he is not one of those stupid mortals.

Staring into Bames' eyes, the legendary shaman finally lowered his head and said, "I have no objection."

"I don't want you to bring your personal affairs into this war, otherwise I won't let you go, and the high priest won't let you go either, and my God will hate you as well." Bames looked at the submissive legendary shaman and warned him.

Thinking of the appearance of his only child before his death, the legendary shaman closed his eyes in some pain and whispered, "I know."

"Go back to camp."

After saying this, Bames flew toward the ground.

The legendary Black Orc warrior looked at the shaman who seemed a little abnormal, silently put away his weapon, did not step forward to talk to him, and went straight back to the camp.

……

In the Tower of Bones, Datas' consciousness revived from the soul of a legendary mid-level necromancer.

Walking out of the central pillar of light, Datas took the bone staff floating in the air into his hand, cast a spell to seal his original body, and sent it into a piece of bones.

If he steals the power of authority, his body will not be able to leave Daro City for too long.

Five days is the limit. If it exceeds this time, there is a risk of exposure.

After doing all this, Datas turned around and looked at the tool he had melted into to control the army of millions of undead. He raised his hand to remove the beam of light and merged the two bodies into the bone staff.

"Let this matter be brought to an end with destruction."

As he finished speaking, Datas slowly raised the bone staff in his hand. His bony finger bones collided with the staff with a crisp clicking sound, and then he slammed the staff heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

A dull bang echoed across the wasteland. Cracks appeared on the ground with the Bone Tower as the center. Dark purple energy gushed out from the cracks, turning into rolling black mist that swept around and strengthened millions of undead souls.

At this moment, the twelve sub-towers surrounding the Bone Tower lit up with blood-red runes at the same time, and the soul containers of the soul-level undead, such as the Lich, Death Knight, and Corpse Lord, imprisoned burst one after another.

The purple soul fire shot up into the sky, condensed into vague human shapes in the air, and then injected into their respective skeletal bodies.

Datas looked at the revived army and walked out of the Bone Tower. The hem of his black robe swept across the bone powder piled on the steps.

Standing on the edge of the platform, overlooking the undead army that is constantly gathering below.

In the dark night, countless soul fires flickered, and the clattering sound of bones colliding and the low roars of the undead echoed throughout the entire demiplane.