Fang Heng spoke casually and shrugged, then his aura shifted once again, instantly converting from the sacred form to the necromancy form.
A dense undead aura poured from his body, quickly filling the entire Evil God space.
Seeing this, Zane shrank back, cautiously retreating behind Fang Heng.
He suddenly had a premonition.
Perhaps today he might really escape from the Evil God space.
Outside the Evil God space, as the remaining holy aura on the surface of the sacrificial altar was absorbed completely, the entire bronze altar quieted for a brief moment.
Then, black aura once again seeped from the gaps in the stone tablet.
It was coming again!
Miguel's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to prepare for battle.
"Miguel, I leave this to you. Make sure to handle the vampires properly."
The spawns' consul, seeing the black aura, gradually retreated behind the group, leaving first.
"Yes, consul."
Boom, boom boom...
