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It is midsummer, year 1245 of the divine calendar.

The wild pomegranate flowers in the wilderness have stopped blooming and have just produced green wild pomegranate fruits. Large tracts of blueberries are about to mature. Even the air is filled with the unique sweet smell of berries. This is the unique smell of summer in the Kent wilderness.

Hot and sweet.

For everyone in the meeting hall, this kind of atmosphere is completely unnecessary and out of place.

For the vast majority of beings who have never seen the King of the Undead, the King of the Undead who can destroy the entire world is at most only a distant and vague story sung by troubadours and old stories.

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But now, this story has become reality.

Although everyone present in the meeting hall is the top powerhouse in the world, when I think of the name King of the Undead, I still can't help but shudder, because it won't be long before this world full of life will be destroyed.

Destroyed by the legendary King of the Dead.

The King of the Undead was resurrected and the gods fell. There was no need to elaborate on such a major matter. Everyone present knew how serious the situation in front of them was.

Prince Roderite, who had just escaped from Iron Arm City, had not yet fully recovered from his grief and anger. He said in an unusually depressed tone: "Iron Arm City has been reduced to ruins. The foundation of our Tiger clan is over. Even

My father died in battle, and not even one-third of the tiger warriors who followed me to escape from Iron Arm City were..."

As human allies of the Tiger Clan, Iron Marshal Roland and Magic Master Aegrel witnessed the fall of Iron Arm City with their own eyes. These two top human beings knew very well how powerful the King of the Undead was.

The usually cautious magician remained silent almost all the time. After a long time, he slowly said with a heavy face: "The King of the Dead is the common enemy of all life. Facing such a powerful enemy, I will no longer hide my secrets.

One thousand, four hundred magicians of level five or above from Transy Magic Academy are urgently gathering here. If necessary, I can join forces with the thirteen most powerful magicians in the Transy Empire to launch the forbidden spell.

Super magic, there should be no big problem in completely destroying the undead army of the King of the Undead. The key to the problem lies in the King of the Undead..."

The top magicians in mankind join forces to cast spells and create forbidden spell-level magic that can easily destroy a large castle. It is not impossible to destroy the undead army.

As the representative of the Galen Empire, Sword God Bedron shook his head slightly: "After the undead army destroyed the Iron Arm City of the Tiger Clan, they immediately went south and destroyed Waterdeep City. It was already a dead place. I have witnessed it with my own eyes.

The size of the undead army is only more than twenty miles in radius at most. With the power of the elite magicians of the Transi Empire, it is indeed possible to destroy them all, but that is meaningless."

With the fighting power of human elites and orc warriors, even advanced undead such as bone dragons and ghosts are not invincible. The key lies in the king of the undead.

The black aura gathered by the King of the Undead gives the undead the power of infinite rebirth. Even if the zombies and skeletons are smashed to pieces, as long as the aura of death is still there, they can slowly regroup.

The appearance of the King of the Undead reunited several military groups that had been fighting for many years. Especially the Rein tribe and the Taige tribe, which had just been defeated by the undead army, had to collectively retreat to Kent's sphere of influence to survive.

Douglas's power was definitely no match for the King of the Dead. In the face of a powerful enemy, Douglas wisely joined forces with his former opponents.

The King of the Undead is the common enemy of all life, regardless of race or creed. In order to protect themselves and gain a chance to survive, all life united again and held a joint meeting in Kent to defend against powerful enemies.

"Your Majesty!" Douglas turned his attention to the King of Elves beside him: "As early as the last time the King of the Dead came to the main material plane, you participated in that war. Based on your experience, what kind of weapons did you use? How can we defeat the army of death?"

Although there was not much time between the last time they met, the spirit of life in the King of Elf's body has obviously weakened a lot, and he looks older, with wrinkles covering every inch of his skin. He looks like a man who is dying in his twilight years. An ordinary old man, even his speaking voice seemed unusually slow:

"Everyone..." The king of the most vital race stared into the distance with empty eyes, as if his eyes could see through many obstacles and directly see the approaching death army. It took him a long time to look back and look around at everyone: "I know. You are all the top powerhouses in the world. I even know that human magic masters must still treasure a forbidden spell-level scroll of the Great Purification Technique. To be honest, including the two magic tower masters of Galen, even if It’s you who keep using forbidden spells, but compared to the power of the King of the Dead, it’s like a drop of water facing the entire ocean!”

"We can't simply emphasize the power of the King of the Dead. Death itself is not a force, but the rules of the world." The King of Elves paused for a moment and continued slowly: "Life and death have always been the same. There is no real opposition, life and death are integrated. Without life, there is no death. From the moment of birth, any life will inevitably lead to death. The power of life and death is completely equal, which is the basic rule of the world."

"In my superficial understanding, death is the rearrangement and cleansing of the world. Just like darkness and light, death is not absolute. Death often contains a small amount of vitality, but it needs life to fight for it!"

The elves are the symbol of vitality in this world, but the king of elves understands death more thoroughly than anyone else. These words made many people here have a more ambiguous understanding of death.

Douglas had a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he had some understanding, as if he had grasped some important logical core deep in his heart, but he could not tell what he understood.

With a slight cough, Douglas's voice interrupted the dull atmosphere in the meeting hall: "That's it for our understanding of death itself. I think we should talk about something more practical."

The tone of the special commander Roland's speech was as sharp and decisive as himself, and he got straight to the point: "Dear Elf King, as the only witness to the last resurrection of the King of the Undead, you should tell us directly how to defeat the Undead. Be the king!"