Grand Duke Balor, accompanied by Aurelion, continued their journey through the realm of the dead.
We passed through one wooden door after another, and through one space after another.
Aurelion finally understood.
The wooden doors here are merely a means of separating the surrounding area of the dead.
Each door you pass through will lead you to another area.
Grand Duke Barlow led her through countless realms.
These places she passed through were all her maternal grandfather's territory.
horrible.
When she pushed open another wooden door, she found herself in a completely new area.
There seemed to be no wandering spirits here; the sky appeared quiet and peaceful, and even the sharp howls had been concealed.
The only sound in the entire area was the monotonous and tranquil sound of footsteps on the rocks.
As Aurelion surveyed her surroundings, Grand Duke Balor's voice suddenly rang out.
"We've arrived."
"This place might be more suitable for you."
He stood there, gazing at the desolate earth around him, and said softly:
"If you cannot accept the souls of the dead, then the undead army is meaningless to you."
"Therefore, I will teach you other methods."
He tapped the ground lightly with his cane, and a stream of eerie green magic seeped into the rock beneath his feet, meandering and flowing forward.
Then, following the dark green curve, the soil beneath my feet slowly cracked open and continued to expand to both sides.
A ghostly green flame surged upwards from the depths of the earth, bursting out of the crack and swaying its bright body in mid-air.
The flames seemed to possess a consciousness, slowly spreading across Grand Duke Barlow's body.
The next second, his body was enveloped in a ghostly green flame, which seemed to flicker continuously deep within his robe.
The limbs were also engulfed in eerie green flames, as if the flesh and skin had been completely burned away.
The Grand Duke's lead-colored robe was still heavy, but in the places not covered by the robe, there were only white bones burning with eerie green flames.
Even the pupils were burned to ashes, leaving only deep eye sockets from which eerie green flames still burst forth.
Seeing the Grand Duke's enormous transformation, Aurelion's eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, and her shock was palpable.
"This is what a necromancer truly looks like."
Grand Duke Barlow's voice rose slowly, like a melodious echo coming from the abyss.
It has a touch of ethereal beauty, yet also possesses a majestic mystery.
"Only by embracing death can we understand death."
Just then, a horse emerged from the fissure in the earth that was constantly spewing flames.
The horse seemed out of place here, with a dark brown mane, a bright red body, and strong hooves covered by white legs.
Its body is strong and powerful, with clearly visible blood vessels, clearly full of vitality.
But where is this place?
This is the realm of the dead, so why is there a living creature here?
Oh right, she's a living person too.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so strange that a horse appears here.
The Grand Duke raised his cane and pointed lightly at the horses.
"Like this."
The next second, the Grand Duke was engulfed in eerie green flames that shot into the sky, transforming into writhing pythons.
It emerged from beneath his robe and attached itself to the horse.
The flames raged fiercely, and the horses seemed to whine in pain from the burns, but their bodies remained trapped in the flames and unable to move.
Only the piercing screams and desperate struggles told of the excruciating pain of being burned alive in the flames.
After a while, the horses stopped neighing and quieted down.
Its flesh and blood, like that of Grand Duke Barlow, were completely burned away by green flames.
Its entire body was engulfed in eerie green flames, and its white bones were exposed before Aurelion's eyes.
Its mane was covered in eerie green flames, and its four hooves were also ablaze with fire.
At the heart, it seemed as if a faint green flame was constantly flickering and dancing, the tiny flame spreading throughout the body along the original meridians.
Its eyes gleamed with fire, giving it a majestic appearance.
Aurelion stared at it, her eyes revealing a mixture of curiosity and fear.
But I also found this skeleton horse quite charming.
What she feared were those wandering, lonely souls.
She was less afraid of things like the skeletal horse, which looked like a magical creature.
At this moment, the skeletal horse lowered its head to the Grand Duke, bent its front legs, and knelt before the Grand Duke, submitting to him.
Aurelion stared blankly at it, then asked Grand Duke Balor:
"Is it... is it dead?"
"It is still a living thing, but the fire of the soul has revealed its underworld state."
The Grand Duke stretched out his hand, looked at the skeletal horse, and casually explained:
"The necromancer's power lies not in himself, but in his control over the undead."
"Or, like now, have your own undead army."
Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, the soul flames on his body rapidly split into fireballs that shot into the sky.
Like fireworks exploding in the height of summer, they fell in all directions onto the scattered rocks.
The moment the flames touched the ground, a wave of heat surged up several meters high.
The eerie green flames gradually burst open, and all sorts of undead creatures emerged from the soil.
Tigers and cheetahs leaped onto the rocks, their bodies enveloped in eerie green flames, their fur as sharp as knives, their skeletons exposed, their white bones stark against the sky.
Their pupils were deep and hollow, but the flickering eerie green flames within them were chilling.
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