This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

"What are you stuttering for? Have you lost your mind?" Leona immediately scolded.

“Because I’m very nervous… I…” The necromancer rubbed his hands, a look of fear on his face. “Give me some time to prepare… I came here… because…”

Abyss's gaze suddenly sharpened.

"You're trying to lure us away from our prey! Your other companions are busy with something else! Your soul isn't even on edge!" Abyss vanished from his spot, instantly teleporting in front of the necromancer and grabbing him by the collar. "Buying time? Trying to pull some tricks!"

Chapter 138 He who refuses a toast will have to drink a forfeit.

"I...I didn't..." The necromancer was startled by the Abyss's sudden firmness. He stammered and subconsciously tried to deny it, but the Abyss's eyes were fixed on him, and he quickly realized that lying would not work on the Abyss.

"Since you won't listen to reason, then I have no choice." This time, Abyss didn't give the guy another chance. Compared to his partner's safety, whether the guy was happy or sad was worthless to Abyss. "Here's a bottle of medicine for you."

"No! No!" The necromancer cried out in alarm, but his scream didn't last long. The Abyss's magic forced his mouth open, opened his esophagus, and temporarily blocked his trachea, rendering him unable to make a sound.

A bottle of potion was taken from the magical catfish. Abyss flicked the cork off the bottle with his thumb and then put the bottle neck directly into the necromancer's mouth and poured the contents in.

The necromancer stared in utter horror as a sweet, cool liquid, so delicious it seemed unreal, flowed from his mouth into his stomach.

This potion is the latest version, the result of numerous improvements by Rebecca's team. It not only renders people unable to lie and able to answer any question, but it also tastes absolutely amazing. Anyone with a sense of taste will find themselves involuntarily swallowing it upon contact with their tongue; they simply cannot resist.

The necromancer's eyes gradually became somewhat vacant, and only then did Abyss throw the empty bottle back to the magic catfish.

Abyss, still gripping the necromancer's collar, asked directly, "Now tell me, what are the Council of the Dead's plans?"

"The people in the council said that I should first obtain the power of the Lord of Delusion, and then come and kill a halfling woman named Lannis who lives here, turning her into an undead. But they don't require the mission to succeed, because my main task is to lure you out. They said I don't need to worry about my safety, because the Abyss doesn't kill people." The necromancer became much more obedient now, and he answered the questions the Abyss had just asked seriously.

Abyss snorted dismissively. He did indeed refrain from killing, that was due to the necromancer's code, but the idea that his safety was not a concern was just the Council of the Dead trying to fool this poor fool—after the previous incident, Helheim had built a special prison (specifically for outsiders captured by the Abyss). Once captured by the Abyss, one might escape the death penalty, but would certainly face severe punishment.

Abis pressed on, "Whose actions are you covering for?"

“An elder in the council, who had previously participated in the campaign against you, had an encounter with you near the city of Nicola, but managed to escape,” the necromancer continued.

"What were the details of his actions?"

"I do not know."

"His approximate direction of action?"

"I do not know."

"How come you know nothing when I ask you this?" Leona said impatiently, slapping the necromancer on the neck. "Didn't the Council of the Dead tell you anything?"

“They didn’t tell me much,” the necromancer shook his head.

"That's settled then. I'll send you to Helheim to jail and see how the grey elves there judge you." Abyss poked at the necromancer's magical core, disrupting his magical flow with his own magic, rendering him unable to use magic. He also confiscated his ring and casually tossed him into Helheim.

After emerging from the Underworld, Rebecca led Lannice up from the bunker and waited for Abyss at the manor gate.

"Was that guy taken care of?" Rebecca asked when she saw Abyss and Leona appear.

Abis nodded: "It's resolved. He was just a pawn used to lure others away. Now, other people are trying to attack others. We need to find out who they're after."

"Is that so?" Rebecca was taken aback. "The Lord of Delusions and the Council of the Dead really work together seamlessly?"

"Then how should we investigate?" Leona tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Use your magic to search the skies of the entire continent and see who is flying. After all, they also need to race against time, so they certainly can't walk."

“That’s one method, but I’m afraid they’re flying around in that fake Underworld.” Abyss rubbed his chin lightly with his fingers. “Then, this simple and crude method won’t be enough to find the necromancer’s whereabouts.”

Abyss still remembered the necromancer master and apprentice he had encountered in the city of Nicola. The apprentice had been captured by Abyss, while the master, a cunning old fox, had escaped the battlefield by taking advantage of Sophia's attack and managed to get away.

This necromancer has already encountered the Abyss once and experienced its power firsthand. He'll probably be even more cunning in his actions; he must have sneaked in from the fake Underworld.

"I've got it." With that thought, Abyss clapped his hands lightly.

"You've already come up with a solution so quickly?" Rebecca raised an eyebrow. "What solution?"

“He’s encountered me before, so he knows me to some extent and has a little experience fighting me. However, this experience is mutual…” A confident smile appeared on Abyss’s face. “I just need to do this…”

……

The necromancer named Preshock who attacked Lanis earlier didn't have time to send any news back to the Council of the Dead. The Council of the Dead is now simply acknowledging that he is still carrying out his mission.

Therefore, as the true main force of this operation, the old necromancer Medellin is still on his way to the target at high speed.

"I, Medellin, will make you pay for the humiliation you suffered in Nicola City tenfold!" The old necromancer's face was sinister. He was well-prepared this time, and with the council's arrangements to protect him, he was quite confident.

Previously in Nicola City, his only surviving apprentice was taken away by the Abyss, who almost took him prisoner as well. This made Medellin, who had never suffered such a loss in his life, feel an unprecedented sense of defeat. After discussion, the Council of the Dead did not punish him, but instead gave him another chance to continue his actions, as he had contact with the Abyss.

"Almost there, almost there." The old necromancer was moving rapidly, riding on a giant undead eagle.

In the distance, a royal palace came into view.

His mission this time was very simple—to kidnap the Queen of the Kingdom of Ossi and bring her back to the Council of the Dead alive.

Kidnapping a queen might seem like a startling plan to ordinary people, but to the Council of the Dead, all the powers on the continent were insignificant. Medellin remained unmoved; he knew that with the defenses of this small kingdom's palace, no one would even notice his presence.

Chapter 239 The Brave Queen

The old necromancer Medellin made his way to the royal palace of the Kingdom of Ossi.

The palace was indeed very magnificent. Although it couldn't compare to the imperial palace of the empire, it was still of a very high standard. The surrounding guards were numerous and well-organized.

These guards are all elite soldiers of the Kingdom of Ossi, each one highly trained, and there are also court mages stationed in the palace.

However, these defensive measures were nothing to Medellin. The Kingdom of Ossi was relatively uncivilized, a group of warlike barbarians who retained many primitive customs. Their magic and potion-making skills were very low, so when Medellin, a mage, broke in, no one noticed.

He used the powerful magic of the Underworld, allowing him to move freely within another mirror world, completely undetectable. It's said that this magic was created by the Council of the Dead based on data provided by the Lord of Delusion, imitating the abilities of the Abyss. Its level of skill is exceptionally high, arguably one of the greatest masterpieces of contemporary magic.

Medellín entered the palace from the outside without a single guard noticing his intrusion, nor did any of the court mages know that a dangerous necromancer was entering the palace to kidnap their most important queen.

"Hehehe...this bunch of trash let me in so easily." Medellin walked effortlessly through the palace gates and into the grand front courtyard. He turned back to look at the soldiers still standing guard at the gate, a disdainful smile on his face.

Now that he was standing in the royal palace of the Kingdom of Ossi, he did not rush to kidnap the Queen of Ossi. Instead, he took out a few thin stone slabs from a bag he was carrying.

This was also given to him by the Council of the Dead; it's a rare and valuable item.

The Lord of Delusion's cooperation with the Council of the Dead has reached a new level due to the rising threat of the Abyss. The Lord of Delusion has told the Council of the Dead his idea—if the Abyss wants to protect its acquaintances from harm, it will definitely provide them with means to call for help. Therefore, by interfering with their ability to call for help, delaying or obscuring their cries for help from reaching the Abyss, they can buy more time.

At that time, Medellin led his kidnapped victim into the Underworld and won a great victory.

The stone slabs he took out were actually a disassembled portable magic circle. Once he placed this magic circle around the target, it would emit a very strong interference signal for a period of time. Any magical communication would be affected, resulting in significant delays and noise.

While Abyss's own magic is indeed powerful, the magical items he creates are still limited by the amount of magic he possesses, a fact that Abyss cannot change.

Medellín ventured deep into the palace and reached the Queen's bedroom.

It was already late and the moon had risen. Normally, the nobles would have already begun their rich nightlife, but the Queen's palace was very quiet.

Medellin easily walked past the guards, carved a hole in the wall of the Underworld, and entered Queen Gylvia's bedchamber. Behind a large table in the center of the bedchamber, he saw Gylvia as she was now.

Gylvia, dressed in relatively simple clothes and without a crown, sat there, rubbing her temples as she reviewed reports from various nobles of the kingdom. The Kingdom of Ossi was not large, and there weren't many reports, but it was clear she wasn't idle—besides the reports on the table, she had several diplomatic books at her side, filled with sticky notes.

Medellin knew that the Kingdom of Ossi had recently offended the Western Empire and then allied itself with the Eastern Empire, and was now struggling to survive amidst the competition between the two great powers. The queen who had done this certainly wouldn't be having an easy time.

But none of this mattered to him. He didn't care how much Queen Givia loved her kingdom or how hard she tried to maneuver between the two great powers. All he knew was that today this beautiful queen with an enviable figure was going to become his captive.

With the guards outside and no one else in the room except for Gylvia, Medellin was able to move around much more easily. He silently dispelled the Dark Realm status behind Gylvia and then used magic to place the magic circles he had just taken out of his backpack in several corners of the room.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; the fragments of the magic circle fell to their respective locations and quickly began to operate. At the same time, Medellin also activated a soundproofing spell.

Sitting in the middle of the room, Gvia noticed the commotion. She turned around abruptly and saw an old necromancer sneering at her.

"Who goes there? Guards!" Givia shouted.

"Hehehe... You think I barged in here to die? Scream all you want, no one will come to save you." Medellin laughed mockingly as he walked towards Gylvia. "Queen Gylvia, the Council of the Dead greets you—now, come with me?"

"Don't even think about it!" Gylvia immediately rubbed the ring on her finger, clearly pleading with the Abyss for help.

However, the communication failed. The ring on her hand was indeed interfered with by the magic circle, and the communication signal with the Abyss could not be sent out for a while.

"How could this be..."

“Stop struggling…hehe…” Medellin took a step forward, grabbed Gylvia’s shoulder, and pulled her directly into the Underworld.

Gylvia wasn't one to sit idly by. She slapped away Medellin's hand that was gripping her shoulder. As a mid-level Qi cultivator, she possessed considerable strength, and Medellin's frail body was forced back two steps by her slap.

Then, Gylvia pulled a dagger from the straps on her thigh and slashed Medellin's neck with a backhand motion.

"What a ruthless queen, no wonder she's a barbarian from Ossi." Medellin's eyes widened, but he showed no fear. A layer of bone armor immediately climbed up his neck, allowing Gylvia's knife to pierce it.

Clap!

However, contrary to Medellin's expectations, Gylvia's blade shattered the bone armor upon impact, nearly piercing Medellin's carotid artery. Had Medellin not been guided by years of experience to dodge in time, he would likely have been covered in blood from Gylvia's stabs.

"A magic-resistant metal? But what kind of smelting technology makes it so hard?" Medellin narrowed his eyes.

Gylvia didn't communicate with him and continued her attack without fear.

"Does the Abyss have other tricks up its sleeve?" Medellin thought to himself, steeling his resolve. "Never mind, let's subdue her first."

Chapter 240 Jivia, with nowhere to run

"Don't resist. You can't possibly beat me here." Medellin sneered at Gylvia and said to her, "Don't underestimate the difference between you and a high-level necromancer. I have countless ways to make you wish you were dead."

“I’ve already sent out my distress signal, and the Abyss will receive it sooner or later.” Gylvia pointed the dagger at Medellin, her eyes showing no sign of backing down.

Medellin glanced furtively at the magic array placed in the corner of the room. These magic arrays seemed to be operating for a shorter time than expected. The Abyss's ring used some special method to transmit information, making the magic arrays consume a lot of energy. In about a few dozen seconds, Gylvia's signal would actually be sent out.

We must move quickly. If the Abyss comes, even hiding in the Underdark won't guarantee our safety.

"Get out of here!" Medellin reached out to Gylvia, and the bone magic instantly took control of her bones, forcibly stopping her movements. Her body floated up involuntarily, and she and Medellin quickly left the scene.

At this moment, the guards outside Gylvia's room and palace were unaware that their queen had been captured by the enemy and remained on guard. Medellín's actions were airtight, without making a sound whatsoever.

Gylvia, under Medellin's magical control, flew swiftly out of the palace. After several more minutes, when she was quite far from the palace, Medellin finally breathed a sigh of relief. This time, even if the Abyss had arrived, it would be impossible for them to find her in the Underdark.

He didn't sense anyone using magic to scan the palace, and had no idea what the Abyss was doing.

Just then, the magic he used to control Gylvia's bones suddenly transmitted an abnormal signal. He immediately turned his head to look in Gylvia's direction, only to find that Gylvia had somehow broken free of his bone magic and was falling down.

"What?" Medellin was surprised that Gylvia had the ability to break free from his bone magic.

What exactly did the Abyss leave behind for its acquaintances? Why was this Gylvia so difficult to deal with from the very first meeting? Medellin had originally thought that even if Gylvia was a barbarian from the Kingdom of Ossi, she was still a young woman who would be at the mercy of others when she was kidnapped. But now, she had actually broken free from the control of magic?

They weren't flying particularly high, and given Gylvia's status as a mid-level battle aura user, she wouldn't be harmed upon landing. While Medellin was still stunned, Gylvia had already landed steadily on the ground.