I am your natural enemy

In a mountain forest on an island country, in a solemn temple.

The handsome man, holding a sharp scalpel, accurately cut off the target's face and peeled off the entire face perfectly.

After finishing, he took out a white handkerchief, covered the target's face, clapped his hands, and someone came in from outside and pushed the dining cart away silently.

After a while, he let out a long breath, and his slightly rough skin regained its luster, and his face shape changed a little bit, and he seemed to look more handsome.

When he finished his meal, for some reason, he thought of the weak girl at the beginning. He had forgotten her appearance, but he still remembered that the girl leaned there, with a kind of beauty that he could not forget even after a thousand years.

Hundreds of years later, he heard a poem, how moist the fresh skin is, and the beauty is like a meal.

Unfortunately, when he heard this poem, he had no chance to meet the author.

The door opened, and a man in a suit walked in. He looked at the handsome man, and the heat in his eyes was hard to conceal.

"Lord Yan, when do we start? Do we really not have to worry about Lord Wushen of Shenzhou?"

"He can't come back." Yan was in a good mood. After much effort, he finally exiled the guy he felt was the most threatening.

"Really? It's not that I don't trust you, I'm just worried."

"Remember all the things that disappeared during the super-large Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"

"Remember."

"No matter how powerful he is, if he wants to come back, he must at least kill all those things, not even one less, so that he can have a slight chance of coming back."

"He once returned from the underworld."

"I know, that's why I said it's possible, all the monsters that disappeared at that time must be killed.

Even if there are so many pigs, scattered in such a large environment, he can't kill them all in one or two years.

And this is the worst-case scenario for us."

Hearing this, the man in a suit breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

"I heard there is another very powerful guy, his companion. Will he come to take revenge?"

"Don't worry about that big evil star. I have found a solution. Don't worry about it. In a few days, we will be ready and we can start our big thing."

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Wen Yan looked at more and more monsters and grinned.

These monsters were fighting each other. After he put on the death mask, he could see clearly that the monsters were real.

But the remaining people were all fake, projections without souls.

If I had known that the mask had this wonderful use, I would have tried it before.

He is such a big living person, with a vitality as strong as a beacon, naturally attracted a lot of monsters who didn't know how to live or die, and felt those undisguised malice.

Wen Yan had nothing to worry about.

If he were in the real world, facing such a large number of monsters, some of which were obviously not ghosts, he would not be able to kill them all even if he killed them until his hands were soft.

Unfortunately, this is not the real world, but the lower-ranking Gu Meng.

Wen Yan had some small ideas.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness appeared in front of the sixth stone door. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone door. A dark blue flame ignited, the eyes of the skeleton dog suddenly lit up, and the soul fire belonging to Bourne at his feet began to sway.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't know something, as long as someone knows it.

Bourne felt the swaying of the soul fire and was ready to be summoned by the boss.

Unfortunately, the information sent through the soul fire only asked for the simplest undead summoning.

Bourne was a little regretful, but considering that the boss valued him very much, a mage must look like a mage, relying on wisdom and knowledge is the key, and being a dispensable mobile turret is really boring.

Bourne could only borrow his soul fire to pass on the simplest things, and then continue his research.

Wen Yan got what he wanted, stood in place, and a dark blue flame began to ignite on his body, which turned into a raging fire in an instant and spread in all directions.

In the undead magic, the undead summoning is the simplest thing.

As long as there are materials, even ordinary people can use some not rare materials to set up a simple magic circle and summon a dead soul from a corpse.

Even if this skeleton dead soul is actually very weak under normal circumstances.

The difficulty of getting started is here.

If in the present world, Wen Yan wants to summon the dead soul, even if he summons it as the king of the dead soul, he must at least have two things: power and corpse materials.

Magic circles can be replaced by power.

Especially the power he transformed through the sixth stone gate is pure soul power, which is more effective.

At this moment, this is not the present world, but just an old dream.

Everything here is indeed real for this place, and the power is also real. If you die here, you will really die.

But in the sense of the present world, this is just an illusory projection.

This means that here, even corpse materials are not needed.

Under the blessing of the violent sun, the whistling blue flames turned into shock waves and spread in all directions.

Those powers continued to connect and gathered into a very simple magic circle. Using the power of the soul as magic was actually one of the ways for ordinary people to summon the dead.

Wen Yan didn't even need to pay a price. With his identity, he just needed to shout.

But Wen Yan still released these powers, and all the undead who responded to the call would receive a portion of the soul power used for the call as a reward.

In an instant, the sea of ​​undead rioted.

In order to compete for the quota to be summoned by the undead king, the undead fought each other first.

But this did not affect more undead to respond to the call.

In the dark blue flames, undeads drilled out from the ground one by one.

With a roar, a skeleton beast over 30 meters long drilled out from the ground and carried Wen Yan on its back.

In addition to the largest number of skeleton series, skeleton soldiers, skeleton cavalry, skeleton wizards, huge skeleton kings, etc.

There are also black warriors shrouded in dark aura, goblins with rotten bodies, and finally a skeleton dragon, struggling to drill out from the ground.

The undead aura spread, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees all began to decay.

Wen Yan stood on the back of the beast and pointed forward.

"Trampling this place."

The dark blue flames were still spreading, rapidly spreading to all places within a few kilometers around.

An endless stream of undead emerged from the ground and rushed forward.

Tireless, fearless, able to fully execute orders.

The undead, like a tide, surged forward wave after wave. It didn't matter how fast they were, as long as there were enough of them, they would be able to crush all places sooner or later.

A large number of monsters fought with the undead, and the lowest-level skeleton soldiers were far from being the opponents of those monsters.

But it didn't matter, the sea of ​​undead never relied on individual strength.

The dark blue flames emanating from Wen Yan's body had spread to a size of ten kilometers. In such a large area, an endless stream of undead continued to drill out of the earth, as if there was no end.

The giant beast carried Wen Yan and moved forward at a steady speed.

A skeleton giant beast several tens of meters long was strictly following Wen Yan's orders. At this moment, it was demolishing all the buildings it encountered along the way and flattening everything. Even if it encountered a puddle, there would be undead, throwing the bodies of the killed monsters into it and filling the pit.

Wen Yan was somewhat speechless. The advantages and disadvantages of the undead were obvious. Most of the undead were even less intelligent than a single-threaded cat.

Forget it, don't ask for too much, just worry-free, just push forward like this, it's much faster than he is.

It's okay for ghosts, but those densely packed monsters, which are obviously monsters, he can't kill them all until next year.

Pushing forward all the way, everything was razed to the ground wherever he passed. Wen Yan could clearly see that the soul fire represented by those monsters was constantly dissipating.

Everything he saw was reduced to ashes.

Pushing forward all the way, after half a day, the undead were overwhelming, like locusts, densely packed in the sky and underground, covering the earth.

Without the consumption of fighting, Wen Yan's summons did not stop. At this moment, the undead tide stretched for hundreds of kilometers.

Pushing forward all the way from the mountains and fields, when he arrived at the next city, a large number of monsters were no longer seen. It seemed that he had to retreat in advance.

There are still some individual aliens who did not retreat, or who could not retreat.

They must have experienced more than one cycle in this huge old dream, and most likely they themselves did not know that they were in the old dream.

It was not easy to come to the present world from the wilderness, and there was no reason to give up the territory they had seized.

The banshee flew over the city, screaming and conveying the will of the undead king.

Those who surrendered were spared death.

Unfortunately, it did not have much effect at all.

Some of the more powerful aliens were indeed intelligent, but unfortunately, they were like mad dogs protecting their food, and their ideas were not on the same channel at all.

Wen Yan had originally thought of taking the aliens who were exiled here out together, and let them fight with the aliens of the island country.

Unfortunately, at least so far, there are no aliens willing to cooperate.

Wen Yan also understood why these guys were exiled here.

Either they are troublemakers, or they have low IQs, or they are mad dogs.

The devil who caused a big thing did not want these guys, and Wen Yan certainly did not want them either.

On the third day, we finally saw some powerful or special monsters.

After killing the monsters whose real bodies were exiled here, Wen Yan let the skeleton beast carry them. These might be materials, and they might be useful.

Some parts of the previous monsters have extremely high medicinal value and research value.

The same is true for other monsters.

After three days of continuous advancement, we finally saw a large number of monsters, including those that Wen Yan had seen in the Great Wilderness before, and a large number of things that Wen Yan felt could not be called monsters, but monster beasts at most.

These guys have strong physical strength, far beyond the limit of ordinary beasts, and some have some monster abilities, but their intelligence is really low, not as good as some small dogs with low IQ.

He looked into the distance and saw several powerful monsters with strong soul fire. He closed his eyes and could feel that there were several powerful monsters there.

This ancient dream is much larger than expected, but after a carpet-like push all the way, today we are almost at the other end of the ancient dream.

This is not the real world, you can keep retreating.

Wen Yan didn't waste any words, and waved his hand, and the undead like a tide began to rush forward one after another.

The battlefield stretched for more than ten kilometers, and there was endless fighting.

A skeleton was smashed by a monster's palm, and in an instant, more skeletons surged up.

The monster, more than two meters tall, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed half of a skeleton in one gulp.

The swallowed skeleton's lower jaw shook wildly, as if laughing wildly, and the soul fire burned violently. Then, with a loud bang, the skull's head exploded directly in the giant beast's mouth like a high-explosive bomb.

Containing the power of the soul, it turned into withered death, wrapped in bone fragments, and directly blew up the giant beast's mouth. The power of death spread rapidly, corroding its head and soul, causing it to fall slowly.

The undead who made the greatest contribution was beaten back to the sea of ​​undead, but also received the soul power bestowed by Wen Yan, and his intelligence began to increase a little.

Similar things kept happening on the battlefield.

At least a hundred or more battle loss ratios, the sea of ​​undead still made a lot of money.

The undead in the sea of ​​undead were like the New Year.

What kind of people were these undead summoned before?

What benefits could they get?

Being able to summon the stinking undead in your sea of ​​dead souls, giving you a chance to beg for food, you have won the lottery.

And what Wen Yan gave was pure soul power, especially the soul power in the form of flame, which is the best tonic in itself.

In addition, Wen Yan's power itself has some hidden effects.

This flame is originally related to the scorching sun, and it naturally hides a hint of enlightenment effect. Whoever wins the lottery is lucky.

The undead in the sea of ​​dead souls are consumed very quickly. Gradually, the cannon fodder undead that Wen Yan constantly summoned seemed to be unable to keep up with the consumption.

But then, the breath of death began to rise continuously, and the stronger undead finally found an opportunity and began to appear.

A huge arm drilled out from the ground, seven or eight meters high, holding a worn-out sickle, and the skeleton king with half a cloak drilled out from the ground.

The Skeleton King laughed strangely, and his eyes burning with flames glanced at the chaotic battlefield in front of him. He swung the worn-out sickle in his hand, and saw a flash of black light. A large number of undead, along with some monsters, were killed together.

After a large area fell down like cutting wheat, a monster that was only one foot tall and almost integrated with the environment, shaped like a fox but with cat claws, appeared in the black light.

The monster screamed in fear, and its soul seemed to be chained on its body, and was brought out with the scythe of death.

Only an intact corpse was left on the spot, and the camouflage on the hair that changed automatically began to deviate from the surrounding environment.

The camouflage of this monster was useless to both the Skeleton King and Wen Yan.

The brilliance of the soul could not be covered by the disguise of the appearance.

The Skeleton King laughed strangely and turned around to offer his soul to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan waved his hand, indicating that he had given it to the Skeleton King. The Skeleton King stuffed the soul into his chest, continued to hold the death sickle, and moved forward to find more valuable targets.

In the sky, a huge skeleton dragon swooped down and headed straight for the opponent with strong vitality in front.

The skeleton dragon opened its mouth and a highly condensed gray breath of death turned into a torrent and washed over.

Under the indiscriminate attack, the monster with life was rapidly corroded by the power of death and fell to the ground.

The skeleton wizard in the back waved his staff, and the monster that had just turned into a mummy stood up again and joined the army of the undead.

This is one of the reasons why the undead wizard who was causing trouble in Europe must be killed in the early stage.

In the past, if the undead wizard who was causing trouble was allowed to snowball, then no matter how many people were not enough to die.

Looking into the distance, Wen Yan felt a little regretful. It was a pity that this was just an old dream. He should not be able to use the several trump cards he prepared. The sea of ​​undead was enough to sweep across.

With the continuous consumption, the monsters on the opposite side became fewer and fewer, and finally only three were left.

One was a giant beast shaped like a giant bull, but with a mouth full of sharp teeth, one looked like a human, but had six eyes on his face, and another had a three-headed tiger body, full of evil spirits.

The giant bull fought with the skeleton dragon, and the three-headed tiger with a human face and evil spirits was drowned by the skeleton king and the sea of ​​undead.

Seeing that the situation was over, the humanoid guy began to admit his weakness and wanted to talk.

Wen Yan raised his hand, and the sea of ​​undead made way.

The six-eyed humanoid alien walked over from the middle with a gloomy face. Countless undead, with dead and indifferent light flashing in their eyes, stared at it intently.

When he walked in front of the skeleton beast that Wen Yan was riding, he raised his head and looked at the person standing on the back of the beast, with blue flames burning all over his body and full of death.

"Even if you kill all the creatures here, you can't leave."

"It seems that you know where this place is."

"This is the exiled space. You have also fallen into the conspiracy of that shameful guy, right?"

"You still have one chance, say something useful."

"Tell you, can you swear with your soul to take me away from here?"

Wen Yan didn't say anything, but as soon as he thought about it, the skeleton beast under his feet suddenly opened its mouth, and the rich breath of death turned into a gray light column with a halo, which was directly sprayed on the six-eyed monster.

The six-eyed monster screamed, and the skin all over his body cracked, revealing the original form of a big insect. It didn't expect that the strongest undead was the skeleton beast that served as a mount throughout the whole process.

These undeads competed fiercely, and they were directly transformed into mounts and summoned from under Wen Yan's feet. Not every undead was qualified.

Almost all the intelligent undead have been summoned more than once. They are of course clear about one thing: seizing this opportunity to make a profit is not as important as taking advantage of this opportunity to show off in front of the king.

The giant beast under Wen Yan's feet was steady throughout the whole process, watching the show all the time, but the next time, when there is something needed, Wen Yan will naturally think of it first.

Wen Yan didn't waste time talking to the six-eyed monster, he had already got the answer he wanted.

The six-eyed monster confirmed that he could leave next, so why waste time talking to him?

Just after approaching, Wen Yan noticed that there was a force that seemed to be trying to disturb his soul.

Or to disturb the burning soul power around him, because he didn't have a soul at all.

An alien who had worked so hard and was exiled directly after arriving in the world, the strength that could be exerted was far inferior to that in the wilderness.

Being sprayed with a breath by the skeleton giant beast, even if he showed his true form, he could not stop the erosion of death.

After the last three aliens with the strongest light of life were also submerged by the undead, Wen Yan looked back and saw a dark curtain on the horizon, pulling towards this side from the end.

This old dream was about to be swallowed up and completely turned into an ordinary old dream.

Wen Yan jumped down from the skeleton beast and blessed it with the scorching sun.

Then he blessed several big undeads once each. He took all the spoils and walked towards the end.

Sure enough, it seemed that there was a background in the distance, but it was like a texture and could not be approached at all.

He took a step and disappeared here.

A large number of undead gradually sank into the ground and disappeared, and the darkness behind them swept in.

Wen Yan did not enter the next old dream, but came to the familiar void, the void without air.

Many of the monster spoils he brought exploded and dissipated here, and Wen Yan did not regret it, so he only picked some important ones to continue to bring.

But after entering here, there were suddenly two directions in his mind.

One of the routes seemed very familiar to Wen Yan. It should be his aunt's old dream. He could definitely leave from there.

There was another route. He took out the mysterious treasure map based on his intuition.

The treasure map showed the cloud and rain conditions in this area of ​​the island country, and the direction of the second route was related to some places where it was raining shown on the treasure map.