Chapter 799: Visitor

All the attacks of the undead were hit on the open field of the magic circle. Although they did not hit anyone, they actually smashed the magic circle. These attacks are quite effective.
However, the ancient Snick would naturally not approve such a result, he made an angry roar, but this roar is just like the attack just now, and it is only useless.
All that happened on the battlefield was seen by secret prying eyes. They were Morin and Grey Shadow.
Because the situation on the battlefield is very complicated, they just concealed themselves casually, and no one found them.
"It seems that the Blue Dragons succeeded in the raid," Gray Shadow communicated with Morin in spirit, "Your plan has been successful, what do you do next?"
"I have already pointed out the direction of one side," Morin said with a smile. "It must be pointed out to the other side. That is fair."
"Why, you still have to stir between the ancient and the blue dragon?" Gray Shadow asked in surprise.
"That's not true, I just want to mix in two people this time." Morin hummed. "That's the King of the Blue Dragon and the ancient Snick."
"You, it's the stick between these two people. Without you, they won't stink." Grey Shadow said helplessly.
"Oh, co-author, I turned out to be a stick?" Morin said with a smile. "Okay, let's withdraw and find a safe place. I will do my business."
In this way, the two secret observers also quietly retreated, leaving only the more depressed souls on the battlefield.
Morin and Grey Shadow came to a fissure in a nearby mountain. The fissure was covered with stones in front of it. After removing the traces, it was a good place to hide.
Because the two didn't need to do anything else, they were here to cat, and Morin had to do things until it was dark.
They had eaten the dry food they carried with them (these were all contributed by the Blue Dragons.), and they took a good rest.
The two men slept until the sun went down, and then woke up. Morin looked at the time and felt that he could act, so he sat down on his knees and started to witch magic.
I saw that Morin's body began to emit arcane brilliance as the magic started, and then the radiance formed a human figure, just like a projection of a beam of light shining on Morin and then projected on a screen.
After a flash of light, this figure formed by arcane glory gradually converged, and finally formed a character. This character is naturally Morin.
At this time, Mo Lin did not open his eyes, but continued to cast magic.
I saw Morin's phantom with the change of arcane glory, and his body suddenly emitted a mist of light, and then he rose to the sky and continued to raven.
It was Morin's phantom that cast his own transformation.
The raven flew high, and after hovering for a while, it flew towards one direction in the night.
This entire process is when Morin is casting "true phantom" magic. Because Morin's arcane energy is extremely strong, and there is a special body called "magic body", he can control his phantom at the ultimate distance.
auzw.com The raven turned from Moline’s phantom is hovering in the air to find his goal. He went straight and found that goal. And that goal is self-evident, naturally a base camp for the undead.
Now, in the headquarters of the undead, an emergency meeting is also being held. The content of the meeting was to speculate on the blue dragons who broke through today, what is their ultimate goal.
The meeting hall of the undead, dark and blood-red, with all kinds of strange patterns and bones, skulls and fangs, shows a horrible, cold look.
The characters in this conference room are also worthy of this room. Except for the undead, they are the undead. The only normal living creatures are the ancient Snick and the spider.
However, according to universal aesthetics, these two creatures are also ugly and terrifying.
It is conceivable that under the ghost fire, in the halls of silhouettes, there is a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. Such a conference hall, but whoever is a normal person, who dares to come in?
However, just as the heat was being discussed by these people, a seemingly lost raven flew in and stood on the ground in the front half of the hall.
He seemed to be pecking at something on the ground, while his head was on his side, and his bean-like eyes were staring at the monsters at the meeting.
At first, everyone's discussion was not disturbed by this raven; however, as a necromancer noticed this strange raven, everyone's eyes were drawn.
And as a result, the voice of everyone's discussion gradually weakened, until the last hatred leader still spoke there, but found that no one was listening, so he was annoyed.
When he found that his speech full of insights was actually influenced by a little raven, the anger in his heart was conceivable.
He slammed the table and shouted: "What are we doing? Isn't a bird something more important than a meeting!"
The necromancer gave a disdainful look at the hatred leader, because these people, except him, obviously found this raven to be different.
At this moment, the Raven saw that all the monsters were staring at themselves, not only not afraid, but also spread their wings.
At the same time, a blue-violet light mist sprayed thinly between his feathers, and his body shape also quickly became taller and larger, and eventually turned into a human figure.
"Invader, grab him!" one undead leader shouted.
"It's this human!" the Nerubian leader shouted.
Everyone else cursed eloquently, and Morin said,
I am not your enemy, I am not your enemy. I am here to provide you with a message.

"You have made our race so miserable, and even said that it is not our enemy!" said the Nerubian leader, angrily, "Today, you come here boldly alone, then pay for the lives of my people!"
With that said, the tall and expensive spider demon was about to take action against Moline, but Moline didn't care, and looked at the ancient Snick who had not spoken.
Ever since Morin's Phantom Raven fell into the room, he had been staring at it, and it wasn't until this moment that he said, "Okay, you all quiet me!"
Ancient God Snick's voice was not loud, but the people who heard this immediately stopped his voice. They quickly returned to their positions silently.
These men knew that the rest had nothing to do with them. The next thing is between his master and this strange and bold visitor.