In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

"Evil Ghost Prajna."

Prajna called out the name with an indifferent expression.

She also has a special form of "evil ghost prajna", which is derived from the ghost-faced shield in her hand. It was once the king who roared together in hell, and once swallowed an entire ghost army of the ghost king.

Later, he was killed by Commander Prajna's team and sucked into the fragments of the Gate of Hell, becoming the weapon spirit in it.

The evil ghost Prajna in front of him is naturally not worth mentioning compared with the ghost-faced relief, but it is definitely not a minion-like character. Many soul seducers from hell are no match for it.

"Is this aura coming from the ghost army from hell?"

The caster of the Necromancer Sect has a gloomy expression. His teacher once helped the ghost generals of hell to hunt down the evil spirits wandering around the world. He is considered a non-staff member of hell. Therefore, he has a deeper understanding of hell than others, and he also knows more about hell. horrible.

"Kill her, kill her immediately, and delay it any longer. When the army of hell comes, you and I will both be captured and tortured!"

Guderian loudly scolded the hesitating evil ghost. It could understand the Necromancer's words, but it knew better who its opponent was, and the expression on its face looked extremely distorted.

Quack quack——

On the ghost-faced shield, a relief quickly appeared, revealing a greedy smile. This smile looked quite familiar. It was exactly the same as the evil ghost who was chewing ghosts. It corresponded to the sentence "The smile will not disappear, it will only shift." Conservation law.

"Aha, I didn't expect to meet people of the same race in the human world. It's such a long-awaited friendship!"

A scarlet tongue protruded from the ghost face relief: "Boss, it seems that after you left, your colleagues who were idle and full of food did not do much practical work. Evil ghosts of this level can escape from hell."

"Shut up."

Prajna scolded them coldly, saying that her colleagues were not just wine sacks and rice bags with corpses, but hell was so vast and there were countless evil ghosts. Necromancers in the world were digging holes everywhere, and no matter how many ghost armies there were in the Senluo Palace, they could not cover everything.

"Okay, okay, I shut up."

Ghostface said, his face full of excitement. Compared with the souls of ordinary humans, the taste of the same race is the best and most nourishing.

As the ghost-faced shield was smashed to the ground, its shape immediately expanded to tens of meters high, standing like a mountain and an abyss on the earth. Painful faces appeared on it, all of which were evil spirits that had been bound within it. .

Invisible air waves swept across, and the souls that were continuously taken away by the evil ghosts changed directions almost immediately, and threw themselves into the ghost-faced shield like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

The ghost-faced relief chewed the food with a greedy expression, but because there was only one head relief left and no body left, it could never fill its belly.

The ghost face shield is a fragment of the gate of hell, which can also connect to hell. It looks like it is chewing happily, but in fact it is all thrown into hell. It just extracts the resentment from these spirits and turns it into firewood that enhances the strength of Prajna. .

It's just that these ordinary souls, which are not even evil spirits, can have very limited effects.

"What are you still waiting for? Kill that woman quickly. The Deathly Hallows in her hands belong to you. All you have to do is help me kill that little dragon in the sky!"

As the Necromancer urged him one after another, the evil ghost couldn't help but have a hint of greed in his eyes. The Necromancer who summoned him was an ignorant fool. It was not a Deathly Hallows at all, but a genuine one. The artifact, moreover, is an artifact that hides the power of the same origin as himself, most likely the legendary evil ghost royal family.

At this thought, the fear on its face began to fade away quickly.

As an evil spirit, flaws in one's character will be magnified countless times. The Ghost Faced Relief wants to swallow this fellow creature, and this same race also wants to swallow the Ghost Faced Relief with royal bloodline, as well as that which is a divine weapon for any undead. Fragment of Hell's Gate.

roar!

Greed finally defeated fear.

The ghost, which was dozens of meters tall and several times larger than the three demon dragons of today, Ladon, roared angrily to embolden itself, and then started a violent charge with heavy steps.

Everything blocking the road, whether they were soldiers or baggage vehicles, were crushed under its feet. With a wave of its arm, a steel fork that seemed to have been soaked in the sea of ​​blood for countless years appeared and was thrown towards Prajna.

Behind it, the gloomy black-robed mage raised the jade-white spine staff, and black light burst out from it. The moment it fell into the evil ghost's body, its red skin suddenly became covered with forest. Cold ghost flames.

As the bloody steel fork approached the "Ghost Gate", it went around at a tricky angle, aiming directly at Prajna behind it. However, with a clang, the ghost-faced relief actually escaped from the Ghost Gate, flew out and bit it. On top of the bloody steel fork.

It showed a mocking smile, and then with a crunch, it chewed up the bloody steel fork and swallowed it into its mouth.

The evil ghost seemed to have predicted that Prajna was not that easy to deal with. After the ghost-faced relief escaped from the gate of hell, he directly opened its bloody mouth and spit out cold ghost flames. The target was not Prajna behind the shield. , but the relief that escapes from the gate of hell.

boom--

The ghost flames sprayed all over the relief.

The evil ghost's face quickly showed joy, and he charged harder and harder. When he was about to touch the relief, he carefully opened his chest, revealing the ribs inside that looked like two rows of sharp fangs.

Whoosh——

Several ribs flew into the ghost flame, and several more flew towards the shield, and then towards Prajna, who had not moved for a long time.

Everything is normal!

The smile on the evil ghost's face was about to overflow. It stretched out its hand and was about to grab the relief in the ghost flame, but a pleasant hum came from inside: "Wow, cool! I haven't tasted such authentic ghost flames for a long time."

The terrible ghost flame, which was known for its viciousness and burned souls, became thinner and thinner, revealing the ghost face relief shrouded in it - and it was pouting and trying to smoke like smoking.

The ghost flame, which became thinner and thinner, was sucked into the mouth of the relief without a drop left in the blink of an eye.

When the expression on the evil ghost's face froze, the ghost face relief could not help laughing: "What a filial child, knowing that the ancestor was not full, he ran over to offer his body, so I would be disrespectful to refuse it!"

The relief said, and disappeared into the air.

The evil ghost just breathed a sigh of relief, and found that the scenery in front of him had completely changed. The original desert, which was at least dotted with some greenery, has now turned into a miserable color, as if countless bones were crushed into dust and piled up.

The scorching sun above his head was replaced by a red moon.

The cold wind made him feel a chill in his bones.

At the same time, a gloomy laugh came from his ears: "Good boy, after entering the stomach of the ancestor, just wait to be digested. Being able to be one with the ancestor is also a blessing for you."

The evil ghost was horrified and cursed in the ghost language.

"What? I don't have a stomach?"

"Hey, who told you that you can't eat ghosts without a stomach?"

The ghost face relief did not lie. Although it had no stomach, it had swallowed the helmet of the blood knight before. It was a divine artifact containing the divinity of the Egyptian god of death, which gave birth to a "small hell" of its own.

In a way, that's its belly.