The royal spy felt that his whole body was burning and rolling on the ground in pain. This kind of magic targeting the soul is difficult for ordinary people to understand. The royal spy all have undergone rigorous training, and ordinary torture is simply impossible for them to play any role.

But the royal spy in front of him didn't seem to be pretending, and another companion immediately called out: "This is the magic of the undead! I didn't expect that you two are the dark devils!"

When the two people in the special group heard this, they were stunned. Although the people in their group had been engaged in the research of undead magic, their bodies were still living people, which means they could not use undead magic. One of the members of the special group looked at their shadow and immediately understood.

But now, whether it is black or white, only those who survive are qualified to comment. There is no concept of darkness or light in the minds of the members of the special group. They only know to be loyal to Louis, that's all.

As for the rest, it is not within their consideration.

This level of battle is not too late to take care of others. Even if the battle between experts is delayed for just one second, it can make people lose their lives.

The royal spy was in pain for a while and wanted to use the light magic to expel the soul fire immediately, but Xu Ziye secretly gave him a confinement curse. The royal spy could only wait for his soul to be burned out and he was gone.

At this time, Xu Ziye's clone immediately contacted Bai Hun and asked Bai Hun to immediately reach the place where something happened to his body.

Bai Hun received the order and did not dare to neglect it. He set off immediately. Xu Ziye's clone had already told Bai Hun what to do. After all, Tailun City was not far from the occupied place, so Bai Hun quickly arrived there, and immediately attached himself to a royal spy, raising his sword to commit suicide.

If Baihun and the royal spy are one-on-one, there is no need to ask, Baihun has successfully possessed her, and it would be a blessing if she could not be injured. However, the other party is fighting fiercely with members of the special group, so Baihun can easily take advantage of the loopholes.

Now there are only three royal spies left. The leading royal spies breathed heavily, and then said to the two companions around him: "Be careful! There is still the breath of the undead here. The identities of these two people are not simple! The identity of Prince Sandru is not simple either! We must go back alive!"

"You can't go back!" Xu Ziye's voice appeared in their ears. They were too familiar with Xu Ziye's voice.

"Prince Sandru? Where are you?" asked the royal spy.

"In your shadow! Don't you know?" Xu Ziye's figure slowly peeled off from the dark shadow, and then stood in front of the royal spy leader.

Suddenly, the royal spy felt his heart running quickly. For the first time in his life, he showed a fear expression: "You...what did you do to me?"

"It's just a curse, don't worry, it's just a curse against you, and it won't affect others. Of course, no one will notice it!" Xu Ziye said lightly.

"Blessings of Holy Light!" The royal spy immediately spread all over his body with holy light, and the power of the curse was immediately eliminated.

"So, you are actually a dark devil? Evil cannot defeat justice. I will report to the old bishop! The dark devil will be infatuated for thousands of years!" The royal spy said sternly, and then stabbed Xu Ziye with a sword.

The sword of light went straight through Xu Ziye's heart, and Xu Ziye just smiled: "Light and darkness? Justice and evil? When is it your turn to define this concept? What is light? What is evil? Why do you simply determine it? Why do you think that the soul you have is a good person, and the soul you don't have is a devil, so you should be destroyed?"

"This is just a fallacy of you dark devils. Do you think I will show mercy?" The royal spy said sternly, inserting the sword in his hand into it again.

"I don't want your subordinates to show mercy, I'm just laughing at your ignorance again!" Xu Ziye said with a sneer.

The dragon tooth sword pierced the heart of the royal spy. The royal spy looked back and saw that there was Xu Ziye, who was standing behind him.

"My clone is a real clone! Do you think I might be killed so easily? Although an ignorant person is innocent, he may die early." A smile flashed across Xu Ziye's lips: "You are all good materials for the undead demon warriors! I don't want to waste it."

The royal spy fell down with wide eyes, and the remaining two royal spys were killed by two members of the special group in a flash.

"Let's go, the army will come soon. Within ten minutes, this place will be surrounded by thousands of people. At that time, you will not be able to leave." Xu Ziye said lightly.

"No, we must dispose of the bodies on the ground," said one of the members of the special group.

"Don't worry, someone will deal with it, so you don't have to worry." Xu Ziye said, with an orderly attitude in his tone.

So the two members of the special group looked at each other. Although they would not obey other people's orders except Louis, they did not say anything else and led Xu Ziye to the front of the portal. As for Xu Ziye as a dark undead, they didn't care. Even King Louis was not surprised. Moreover, there was no concept of the undead's deceased in their hearts. They were not a believer in the God of Light.

After Xu Ziye left, Baihun appeared. The last time he did not get the corpses of the royal spies was because the last royal spy triggered his own magic explosion, and the corpses were basically destroyed.

This time there were five complete corpses, which were quite rare. So Bai Hun transported the corpses of these royal spies back, and then the corpses of these royal spies will be transformed by Xu Ziye's clone.

Now, the plain where the world saplings are located has been completely hollowed out, and there is a very powerful death army inside, with about 10,000 skeleton soldiers, about 5,000 zombies, three thousand death knights, about one thousand corpse witches, about one thousand archers, and about three hundred hidden shadow troops.

The hidden shadow troops have always been elite. Xu Ziye's selection is quite strict and harsh. Of course, the corpses of these royal spies are still competent.

The ability to reach such a scale depends entirely on Baihun, the hard-working porter.
Chapter completed!