Lord Era: I, The Strongest Abyss Lord!

Just as the armies of the abyss lord Wu Wei and the undead king Drew were still fighting around the building called Hell Prison, an unexpected trouble quietly appeared beside Drew.

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hours ago.

The beginning area of ​​the Styx invasion, in the Necropolis of Nossus.

"Styx, I never thought that this guy who claims to be the lord of the abyss would have such a special building!"

The fire of the soul, which represented strong curiosity, was blazing in Drew's eye sockets.

"But I have to say that the structure and operation of this building are so ingenious!"

"And, its priority for soul attraction is even higher than the soul sharing network I have!"

"How on earth is this done?"

There are some differences from the enemies Wu Wei has encountered before. As an undead monarch who has approached the demigod stage, Drew is neither keen on his own territory and wealth, nor does he care about the growth of his own strength.

The only thing he cares about is whether he can create a more perfect "undead art" and whether he can go further in soul research.

During his long years as an undead, he lost many things, such as taste, smell, joy, and pain.

But his exuberant curiosity, which he has had since his mortal days, has never disappeared.

Because of this, Drew will still send his army forward without hesitation to fight with Wu Wei's army, knowing that the prison of hell will restrain his army.

Even if the sacrifices of these undead can only get him a little understanding of the hell prison building, it is worth it to him.

In the view of the undead monarch Drew, the characteristics of the hell prison are very worthy of his study.

As for the price he has to pay, he doesn't care at all.

And tell the truth.

Drew, who doesn't have much ambition for the growth of his own strength and territory, actually doesn't mind the gains and losses of the so-called small plane.

As an undead, he has almost endless time to get what he wants.

The reason why Drew is still competing with Wu Wei for the ownership of this world called Raven Habitat is because he has invested a certain amount of resources in this world and has not yet received enough returns.

However, when Drew was still thinking about how to study the hell prison faster and better, an uninvited guest suddenly came to his territory.

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"Ding!"

"Ding!"

As the alarm from the crystal ball sounded, Drew pulled his soul out of the soul-sharing network he had formed and returned to the real world.

However, just when Drew was about to check who came to his territory and disturbed him.

Drew's soul suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling!

This premonition of danger prompted Drew to open all the defense facilities in his territory.

Anti-life circles, mana traps, and dimensional escape channels were all opened.

Moreover, in the huge territory, the army of undead who were sleeping in the tomb, and the unit of measurement was millions, also woke up.

Several of them, as high-level undead knights of the legendary level, were directly teleported to Drew's side, using themselves as a barrier to protect the undead lord.

But unfortunately, all of this was in vain.

Because before Drew could react, the uninvited guest had already arrived in front of Drew!

Even Drew, who is the undead monarch, never thought of this.

He didn't expect that the other party could cross an extremely long distance in such a short time and come directly to him without disturbing any undead army or traps!

But this is not the most exaggerated point of the other party.

What really surprised Drew was that the legendary undead knights cultivated by him around him completely lost control after the other party arrived!

As the soul fires in the eyes of these legendary undead knights changed their faint hues, Drew completely lost control of them.

But strangely, after seeing this situation, Drew was no longer nervous.

It wasn't that he gave up resistance or anything, though.

It was because he had seen clearly who the so-called "uninvited guest" was.

He knows it better than anyone else.

In the face of the opponent's absolute strength, these resistances of his own are just a joke.

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"Hi, Drew, long time no see!"

An extremely indifferent, but barely recognizable female voice, resounded in Drew's "ears".

And Drew, the powerful undead monarch, bent down his skeleton waist very respectfully, and said to the source of the voice.

"Hello, great death consul, supervisor in the council of the thirteen dead, respected Ms. Shroppe!"

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

In the shadow in front of Drew, a "ghost" gradually changed from nothingness to reality.

The face of this ghost is that of a young girl in bloom, beautiful and delicate.

It's just that unlike ordinary girls, this ghost's face doesn't have any trace of blood on it, and what is there is just pure paleness.

Against such a pale complexion, her originally delicate face became strange, like some kind of doll.

And this ghost is wearing a wedding dress as dark as night, and in this wedding dress, countless star-like light spots are dotted in it.

And it was such a beautiful but weird she who was quietly floating in front of Drew at this moment, looking down at Drew.

But Drew didn't have any dissatisfaction. On the contrary, as a member of the undead family, he thought that the other party should look at him with such an attitude.

Because at this moment, standing in front of Drew is a genuine demigod undead!

And she is very, very rare, a demigod undead that evolved from a ghost bride!

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"Excuse me, dear Ms. Shroppe, why did you come to my territory to find me?"

The soul fire in Drew's eyes was a little dim, as if expressing some kind of worry.

"Did something happen in the world of Styx? Or is it that the Council of the Thirteen Dead needs the support of the expedition again?"

After hearing what Drew said, the demigod undead named Xia Luopu shook his head.

"No, dear Drew, there is no abnormality in the world of Styx, and the Council of the Thirteen Dead has no plans to organize an expedition for the time being."

"The reason why I came here, Drew, is actually just to ask you a question."

"question?"

After hearing what Shroppe said, Drew seemed to realize something.

Even if he no longer has emotions in the ordinary sense. The burning soul fire in his eye sockets still reveals that his heart is not so peaceful.

"Yes, a question."

Ms. Shroppe gave Drew a pale smile.

"I want to know, dear Drew, you who have a criminal record, have you recently restarted the movie about the souls of the undead..."

"Forbidden experiment?"

After speaking, Ms. Shrop put her hand on Drew's skull and stroked it gently.