The Battle of Laws

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The Abyss Lord was entirely shrouded in the deathly aura of the undead, his features impossible to discern. Only his eyes were exposed, blood-red and flecked with savage malice. They were utterly terrifying, enough to leave anyone shaken and cowed.

"Lord, it seems some mages are coming this way. Heh heh, those fools who don't know death when they see it!" Behind the Abyss Lord, an undead general let out a sinister, eerie laugh. This undead general looked exceedingly strange: his skeletal frame was grim and chilling, with one enormous eye on his forehead and another on each arm, all glinting with icy light. He seemed able to sense distant fluctuations of magic through those eyes, and had thus discovered Xia Ming's group rushing this way.

Of course, Xia Ming and the others had never intended to conceal their auras. With the Abyss Lord here, there was no hiding them anyway.

The Abyss Lord spoke in a hoarse voice touched with coldness, his tone calm. "There are several Level Fourteen experts among them, and one of them is a Level Fifteen expert. Since when did the Canaan Continent have such masters? After thousands of years, what a surprise. Could it be that fellow Orlando? Hmph. Even if it is Orlando, what have I to fear?"

The five undead generals behind the Abyss Lord widened their eyes. They were all taken aback; they had never expected there to be a Level Fifteen expert on the Canaan Continent!

Yet the Abyss Lord's voice did not change in the slightest. He appeared incomparably composed, merely gazing ahead with his pair of blood-red eyes as he awaited Xia Ming and the others' arrival.

Before long, several figures swept in from the horizon. At their head stood a young man clad in a mage's