Arcane Age

The banquet lasted for about three magic hours, and when the crisp bells echoed over the Capital of the Dead, everything was over.

After walking out of the central tavern, Xi Wei breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't be called sweaty, the feeling during these magic spells was really uncomfortable. Countless peeping glances, either hidden or not, came from his body over and over again. Sweeping through it, he still had to pretend to have the perception ability of an eight-ring magic master, and pretend to be completely unaware.

Many peeping eyes even wanted to see through Xi Wei's soul, see through the power of his body and blood, and did not care at all about the damage that might be caused to Xi Wei's body. This also allowed Xi Wei to experience the "enthusiasm" of these dark powerful men. call".

If we say that when they first came to the City of the Dead, there was a simple tacit understanding between Xi Wei and Schiller, a kind of cooperation that helped each other in the same boat, but after a secret alliance was established between Schiller and Just, this tacit understanding also changed. Nothing left.

However, Xi Wei has never placed his own safety on anyone, and he cannot simply think that anyone will be kind to him. Although he is in the deepest darkness, Xi Wei remains calm enough. and caution.

In this silent environment, the dim day once again shrouded the entire city of the dead. The pale sky was dim and the sun was dim. There was a biting chill in the cold air. The undead king Bardes was already there. The Hall of the Dead awaits the future members of the Dark Council.

Under the guidance of Lich Black, Schiller and Xiwei entered the Hall of the Dead one after another. This magnificent building located in the center of the City of the Dead is a magic hall built entirely by necromancy. It is a green Ghostly will-o'-the-wisps flow in the pipes like running water, forming the magic network of the Hall of the Dead.

The Hall of the Dead is guarded by the most elite death knights. They were all great knights during their lifetimes. Their souls were captured and tamed by the undead king Bardes. Their remains were eventually pulled out of their coffins, strengthened in necromantic magic, and transformed into A powerful warrior with both necromancy and knightly combat skills.

Schiller and Xiwei were led by Lich Black to a relatively remote corner of the hall. They were also the first group to enter the hall. To a certain extent, this also represented the status of Schiller and the spiritual school in Bardes' heart. .

Schiller was still shrouded in a white robe, but his face must not have looked very good. Xi Wei remembered the advice of the fourth Fakromi and stood behind Schiller, looking directly at his toes. Motionless, like a silent statue.

Soon, batch after batch of guests were led to the Hall of the Dead, and the two demon kings of the Endless Abyss were the most solemn and final guests.

"I am very honored to welcome the 'Lord of Tyranny' and the 'Queen of Pain' to your presence. It is a great honor for me!" The Immortal King Bardes was wearing a blue-gray robe, his gray beard was combed very smoothly, and he looked energetic. Like a true king.

"This will be a great moment that will be remembered in the annals of history." The Lord of Tyranny showed a proud smile: "The Endless Abyss and the Bone Burial Ground will go hand in hand to launch a war against the Orient continent!"

As he spoke, the Lord of Violence looked around at all the members in the Hall of the Undead. His amber pupil-less eyes exuded a violent cold light, and the entire audience fell into silence. This impact on the soul made many people truly aware of this multi-dimensional person. The plane is also the most powerful one in the ranking!

"Today, all the allies in the darkness are gathered together. This is the most united gathering in the dark world in the Oriente world for thousands of years. All of you are here at my invitation. I am also very grateful!" Immortal King Bardes Stretching out his hands, he stood on the high central circular platform with a smile like a warm spring breeze. He was obviously playing a red-faced role: "Orente is the richest central continent in the world, with hundreds of millions of human beings and other intelligent beings." The race lives here, they enjoy a quiet and sweet life, and enjoy the peace that lasts for hundreds of years!”

"But while they are enjoying peace, what kind of pain are our allies in the darkness enduring? The Endless Abyss, the Dark Territory, the Boneyard... any plane we live in is an extremely harsh world. Any resources needed for survival need to be obtained through endless bloody battles, and we have no chance of enjoying peace at all!"

"Look at this pale sky. We who live in darkness, don't we deserve to have light? Apart from the continent of Orente, are there no other rich planes? Yes, we know the place of Flanlon. It is a large plane with extremely rich products, and it is in the hands of the Church of the Lord of Radiance. In the past, we were all oppressed by the powerful enemy of the Church of the Lord of Radiance, hiding in the corners of multiple planes, *** *Scaring the wound, his heart is filled with grief, anger and anger. However, now the Pope is afraid of the power of everyone in the darkness, and has called on them to hide in this plane, just like a group of mice who only know how to hide in holes in a snowstorm. You are no longer as brave and powerful as you were in the earliest days!"

"Yes, I have failed three times in the battle with the Church of the Lord of Glory, and each time I experienced the most brutal torture, but I survived and became stronger than before! However, our old opponent has suppressed the entire The Church of the Lord of Glory in Orente Continent will soon lose its final glory, and they will become a group of complete losers and be conquered by us!"

“It can be said that for thousands of years, this is the moment when the Oriente world has been most biased towards dark forces. It is also the moment when we, the losers and oppressed people in darkness and shadow, stand up and pay tribute to the old people who once occupied the most beautiful and rich world. It’s time for the Japanese rulers to sound the horn of war and change the structure of the world!”

"Whether it is the Church of the Lord of Glory, the five kingdoms, or any force in the Orient continent, they all tremble in front of our powerful power. The rich country is waiting for us to conquer! If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it. , you will no longer be able to live happily under the sun and become the rulers of the new world!"

The speech of the Immortal King Badus was full of passion. His words were impassioned. Everyone in the audience listened carefully. There was nothing exaggerated in this speech. The reason why everyone was willing to leave their nest and risk a certain amount of risk was to come. The City of the Dead saw this opportunity, a rare opportunity.