After using the cheat, I traveled through time with a full-level account

It was a world made of skulls, where life had become a taboo and there were dead souls everywhere. They kowtowed and worshiped the withered bones sitting high on the throne.

It was a high position brought by countless deaths. Ichabod was sitting on it. He seemed to have never moved, as if he was already dead. He was no different from the complete skeletons on the ground, except that he was wearing a lifeless suit. Armor, with an equally lifeless giant sword stuck on his chest, and his pale skull was drooping with cracks all over it.

Suddenly, the white bones that had never moved before moved. First, the finger joints clicked, and everyone heard it. Then, the empty eye sockets of the skull suddenly lit up with red light, and then, a sudden blue flame came out wantonly. Burning, Ichabod's body was covered with the flames of death itself, especially his head, which initially looked like a headless horseman. Only two crimson lights could be clearly seen from the blue.

The light failed to illuminate anything in the lifeless place, and Ichabod made another move. He wanted to get up.

The clear and dull sound of heavy armor sounded. The King of the Undead stood up. A war horse that looked almost the same as him was already waiting. He quickly mounted the horse and headed in a certain direction, crushing countless skulls and galloping away. .

...

The clear sound of horse hooves gradually approached.

Ta, da, da.

Faster and faster.

Click, click, click.

No one found out where he appeared from. He was an undead knight. It seemed like this. Although he looked very different from the monster, everyone could only recognize it as corresponding to it, otherwise they would know nothing about it.

At this time, Ichabod had stopped about two meters in front of Chen Yang. He dismounted and knelt down in front of Chen Yang together with the horse. His voice was extremely ethereal, like an echo that had finally reached his ears after thousands of years.

"Your Majesty."

He didn't say much. Chen Yang looked at the [General] and sighed that he was really good at planning back then.

So handsome.

Ichabod knelt on one knee, waiting for Chen Yang's order.

"Do you see this careful devil behind you?"

The King of the Undead turned around and stared at the demon who was already panicking with the scarlet light in his eyes: "Yes, Your Majesty, I saw it."

"I hope you send him to the West... He is very arrogant, so arrogant that it is annoying."

The cold blue flames suddenly fluctuated a little. Ichabod nodded, that is, the skull was completely invisible surrounded by the fire of death. He stood up, stretched his right hand to his chest and grasped the hilt of the sword. , pulled out the giant sword with a stab.

Then he moved forward slowly, his iron boots making a crisp sound when he stepped on the ground. Ichabod used his left hand to wipe away the sadness and loneliness on the sword, which became even worse with the blue flame.

"An undead knight?"

Samael has never seen such an undead knight. In hell, they usually act as vanguards and are very powerful, but he has never seen them dressed like this.

Is it the Headless Horseman?

Those two crimson dots swayed with the wind, and Samael suddenly felt a little suffocated. As Ichabod approached, the nameless pressure became stronger and stronger, and he had almost lost the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy.

"Summon your relatives."

Several corpses filled with desire climbed out of the ground and rushed towards Ichabod with their teeth and claws bared. Although they were just cannon fodder, the strength of these corpses was not weak. Each one had a strength of about level 40, which was used to test the strength of the other party. Still very useful.

When Ichabod saw this, he stood on the spot. The two looked at each other across an open space. Dozens of crazy monsters were killing him. The Undead King inserted the broad sword on the ground. The scarlet light swayed, ethereal and indifferent. An emotional voice sounded: "Go ahead, bury the withered bones with my own hands, wield the sword again, and fight for your king!"

The always peaceful earth didn't know what happened today. First, dead bodies crawled out of it, and then suddenly a pale hand stretched out. There was no skin on it, only white bones. An unknown skeleton crawled out of it. Still wearing armor, he pulled out the sword that had been dusted for a long time and stepped forward regardless of his own safety.

This is no different from when he was alive, without any dullness and rigidity that an undead should have.

Another skeleton. He must have been a goblin in life. His sneaky appearance was unmistakable, but he was extremely brave and insidiously murdered his enemies.

Then came the boundless army of undead. Under Samael's gaze, the large area was covered with densely packed pale bones. More and more bones crawled out, making his scalp numb.

"Can these things really be killed?"

roar! ! !

A dragon roar instantly made him freeze on the spot. It was a bone dragon that covered the sky and the sun, soaring freely in the air, spraying dragon flames like a bomber like a bomber madly on the battlefield. Samael's little corpses had long since died. He couldn't die anymore, and he didn't even have the ability to resist.

The Undead King pointed his sword at the big demon in the distance, and the Undead were ordered to rush towards each other crazily. Samael snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and released the fire of hell.

"A group of low-level fishes actually think they can compete with this king?"

How much more powerful can a few little skeletons be?

Hellfire is very useful for cleaning up trash fish, thanks to its immortality, and most trash fish don't have strong purification or defense capabilities. After being burned, they will run around and draw the fire to them. Basically, a large area of ​​his teammates was burned.

Of course, it is only useful against low-level monsters. As the only King of the Undead, the skeletons summoned by Ichabod naturally cannot be that weak.

Summon followers, this skill is a must-have for everyone in the later stages. All professions have different summoned things and summoning conditions. As a weapon to explore the boss's skills, followers do not need to be very strong, as long as they can hit the opponent and cause hatred.

Generally speaking, the summoned followers are many levels lower than the summoner itself, and even Ichabod is no exception. Most of the things he summoned are small fish in his eyes.

But the problem is here, who is he? Ichabod! The King of the Dead, one of the [Generals] that Chen Yang spent a lot of time to create, is the mainstay of Chen Yang's fights. As an existence that can kill all sides in the late stage of the infinite world, and even has a loud voice in some battles, Ichabod is so strong that there is no doubt. Let alone the demon lord, even if all the combat power of heaven and hell exceeds five are gathered into a group and squeezed into a Gundam, in Ichabod's eyes, there is no difference from a level 1 skeleton.

And not to mention the super-cheap skill that Ichabod was specially given by Chen Yang - [Dead Control].

The effect is very simple and crude, or most of the skills that seem to be dead have this characteristic. The function of [Undead Control] is to have absolute control over anything that has "died" and turn it into an undead, which is completely controlled by the skill holder.

It may not sound like much, but there is an extremely outrageous rule in it, that is, the undead will maintain their strength before they died.

In other words, even if [End] dies one day, as long as Ichabod participates in its death, the undead army will have an extra dragon that can destroy the world.

The undead that crawled up from the ground at this time were all the monsters when Ichabod and Chen Yang fought the "Grand Duke Kraf Conspiracy Theory" copy, and their strength was about... around level 80...

That dragon was the strongest beast under Grand Duke Kraf, and could be used as a doll by the devil...

So, this was originally a completely unfair war, but Samael still fantasized that he could destroy the undead army with one move.

Huh! ! !

The fire of hell ignited again, burning towards the skeletons. At this time, Samael was thinking about how to fight Ichabod.

"No movement at all? Do you look down on me?"

The more the opponent underestimates the enemy, the more advantageous it is for him. He was not angry at this time. The opponent's strength was extraordinary, which could be seen from his followers.

The flash of the knife, Samael keenly sensed that there was something wrong, and saw a skeleton soldier with a long sword sheathed kneeling on one knee behind him, lowering his head to show off, which looked really funny with his appearance of a small fish.

As the sound of the sword rest and the scabbard collided, Samael suddenly found that the world was spinning, and when the collision came, he saw his headless body.

"I was killed instantly by... a small fish?"

The skeleton was holding his head and running to ask for credit. Samael's remaining consciousness was slowly fading away. The past came like a tide, and unwillingness and anger gradually drowned his soul.

......

"I'll call you Samael, my 302nd offspring. If you can survive, you'll have the chance to inherit my position and serve the great devil Lucifer."

"Not bad, you completed the trial at the cost of only one blind eye? Go kill your brother, if possible, I'll heal you."

"......Maybe you're a genius, courageous, powerful, cold-blooded and deadly, I hope you can surpass me..."

"Hehe...Father, I got your position, but it wasn't your stupid charity, but I did it myself..."

"......."

"Invincible at the same level? Is this guy really a demon?"

"Too powerful, Samael, he will definitely become in the future A certain leader!"

"What a terrible talent, I have never seen a guy who can learn blood magic in one day!"

......

"The old lord is dead! He is the new king! The new demon lord! Samael!"

"He slaughtered the elves! With his own strength!"

"The strongest demon! Samael!"

......

"Hehe, you did a good job. Even in the boring time I have experienced, you are a genius..."

"Just do it. We are never afraid of war, but we are afraid of infighting in this sea of ​​fire."

......

Since I was born, I have been named a genius. When I was young, I killed the trial with a mortality rate of 70% with just my hands. The price was just one eye.

About five years later, I grew up rapidly and killed my father, took charge of the family, and was noticed by the demon lord and became one of his key training members.

I have had enough of the stupid and cowardly old lord. He should have given up his position long ago. Although he is both a teacher and a friend to me, weakness is an unforgivable sin for demons! I killed him with my own hands, and waited until the old lord's blood ran dry before I stopped. This fool paid the price for his unworthy position.

The elves, a group of flies, caused us a lot of trouble. I had enough, so I tore their queen apart with my own hands, and finally it was quiet.

It seems that I have never experienced the taste of defeat, except that time I challenged the Demon King without knowing the height of the sky and the earth. I almost died. He was terribly strong. I have never seen such a terrifying guy, but except for the Demon King, at my level, Samael symbolizes the pinnacle of power.

Back to the mortal world, they were still the same, pitifully weak. I had grown so much that I could kill the elves with almost no effort, until I met a human.

He could skillfully use space magic, as easy as breathing and drinking water. He was extremely contemptuous of me, as if he was dissatisfied with my previous words and deliberately did so. That was not important. The most desperate thing was his subordinates, who called him the king's undead.

He seemed to be called "Ichabod".

I had never seen him take action, because... the cannon fodder he summoned at will killed me instantly, and I didn't even have room to fight back.

I have fought all my life, galloped on the battlefield, and frightened countless enemies. I have never been considered a genius in the eyes of others, but I don’t even have the qualifications to make them take action...

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