46 Sacrifice to the God of the Undead

"Not bad. I didn't expect such a powerful pseudo-ultimate mage to exist in middle-earth. Now, I'll give you a chance. Submit to me and I'll bestow you with Great Magic Power."

A hoarse voice that sounded like an evil demon's voice rang out. A black-robed figure seemed to have violated the laws of physics and actually stepped into the air from afar.

Under normal circumstances, one would not be able to step into the air and fly unless they were an ultimate mage, or they used flying magic.

But this black-robed mage had actually done it.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen pseudo-ultimate mages who had already turned into immortals.

"You want me to submit to you?"

Lei Luo could not help but laugh.

But his laugh was very cold.

He would not kill this black-robed mage immediately.

As the instigator of the entire chaos of the immortal clan, even a thousand cuts would not be enough to atone for his sins.