National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

The war is endless, and the soul is immortal.

Under the illumination of the immortal flame, the fire of souls of these warriors has never been extinguished for countless years.

The light on the stele gradually weakened, and when it was about to disappear, finally a ray of red light flew into Lin Moyu's body.

This ray of red light was so fast that Lin Moyu had no time to react.

The red light penetrated directly into the body, and then disappeared.

Lin Moyu's body suddenly lightened, and he felt that some kind of restriction disappeared.

Then, his body automatically floated in mid-air.

"Can you fly?"

Lin Moyu realized that the air restriction on him in this world disappeared.

After a little thought, Lin Moyu knew that it was because he had removed the color from the words on the stone tablet.

The swamp is the tomb, and the stele is actually the tombstone.

Coloring the lettering on the tombstone is actually a kind of respect for the deceased.

Lin Moyu has done these things with great happiness and has been recognized.

Lin Moyu saluted slightly towards the tombstone, no matter what the reason for the war broke out in ancient times, it has nothing to do with him.

Whether right or wrong has nothing to do with me, countless years have passed, so I don't need to worry about it.

Lin Moyu just saw the images of that year, and was shocked by the integrity of the soldiers, and infected by the spirit of self-sacrifice of the generals of the army.

Also, they are loyal to their masters, even if they die in battle, hundreds of millions of years after their death, they are still waiting for their masters to return.

After comprehending all kinds of things, Lin Moyu bowed slightly to the tombstone from his heart.

Including the coloring of the inscription before, it was also abandoned from the heart.

After doing all this, Lin Moyu looked into the distance.

In that direction, the death knight once again found a huge swamp.

Needless to say, there must be the same tombstone in the swamp.

Lin Moyu turned into a beam of light and shot away.

On the way, he released more death knights, galloping across the vast land, looking for more giant swamps.

As you can see from the picture just now, this first group army is composed of a full 100 squads.

After the Hundred Squads died in battle, their generals sacrificed themselves, and all the Hundred Squads returned.

In other words, there will be 100 giant swamps in the Nether Swamp.

Xu Qingyang's soul should be hidden in one of the tombstones in the giant swamp.

Fortunately, I can fly now, which brings a lot of convenience, and the search speed can be much faster.

A streamer of light flew in this gray and black intersecting world, and the scenery below quickly swept away and disappeared from sight.

Soon, Lin Moyu came to the second swamp, and rushed over without saying a word.

A few seconds later, Lin Moyu stopped in front of the huge tombstone.

"The Nether Legion, the First Army, the Tomb of the Eighth Squad~"."

An inscription is engraved on the tombstone, from the third team to the eighth team.

After careful observation and confirming that there is no soul of Xu Qingyang in the tombstone, Lin Moyu touched the tombstone with his own soul.

During the slight vibration, a large amount of black-red liquid emerged from the bottom of the tombstone.

Lin Moyu did the same thing, using finger pens to color the inscriptions on the tombstones.

Coloring the inscription is a kind of respect for the dead.

Lin Moyu is applied very firmly, but also very evenly.

One big character after another was dyed black and red.

The soul felt the smell of blood. These black and red liquids were the blood essence of powerful warriors in ancient times.

When all the characters were colored, the tombstone also burst into a red light, straight into the sky, exactly the same as before.

Then Lin Moyu saw the previous image again, without any difference.

But the video cannot be stopped, so Lin Moyu can only watch it patiently. Fortunately, the time is not long, only two minutes.

But at the end of the video, the picture changed.

The general of the first group army, the heroic spirit is immortal, stands proudly between the heaven and the earth, his voice is Hong Xue.

"The place where the bones are buried, the fire of immortality will shine forever, and wait for the master to return, and then fight against the galaxy!"

The flesh and blood soared to the sky, echoing it.

The previous images came to an abrupt end here, but now, there is a continuation.

A gap suddenly appeared in the sky, as if someone forcibly tore the sky apart, and Lin Moyu even heard the piercing sound of the sky being torn apart.

The picture stopped abruptly again and disappeared.

Lin Moyu couldn't help being curious, who tore the sky apart? Did the enemy come in after him?

How should the general with only heroic spirits left, and the soldiers who have been turned into blood mud, deal with it.

Lin Moyu didn't even think about it, and went on to the next giant swamp.

Perhaps the answer lies in the next tombstone.

Swamps were discovered and tombstones were found.

Lin Moyu keeps coloring the text of the tombstone, and repeatedly sees the images left over from ancient times.

He found that the image records of each tombstone are both long and short.

It was even less than 20 seconds short, and only recorded the scene when the soldiers had just returned.

The long one also stopped after the sky was torn apart, making it impossible for him to see what happened behind.

Although I already have some guesses in my mind, the guesses are just guesses, not necessarily correct.

Gradually, Lin Moyu also discovered a pattern.

The higher the number of the tombstone, the more complete the recorded image.

Moreover, the tombstone with the higher team number is deeper in this land, closer to the center.

After repeated confirmation, it was found that this is indeed the case.

This also pointed out the direction for Lin Moyu, the number is the best guiding light, he only needs to walk in the direction of the numbered highland.

There are a total of 100 teams, but they are numbered from 1 to 100.

Curiosity grew, and Lin Moyu wanted to know what happened next.

At the same time, the search for Xu Qingyang didn't stop. Anyway, I don't know which stele Xu Qingyang is hiding in, so no matter where to look, the probability is the same, and it's just luck.

Two days later, Mo came to a tombstone.

The shape and size of the tombstone are the same as those I have seen before, the only difference is the number on the inscription.

"."The Nether Legion, the First Army, the tomb of the 82nd Squad. "

"This is the thirty-sixth tombstone. I hope there will be some new discoveries."

Skillfully activate the tombstone, color the inscription, and watch the images recorded in the tombstone.

After watching almost the same video thirty-six times, this time there was finally some progress.

After the sky was torn apart, the big hands of the two worms took control.

The two palms clasped together, as if grasping an invisible crack in the sky, and then pulled it hard.

With a crash, the hole in the sky instantly expanded countless times.

At the same time, the heroic spirit of the general raised the saber in his hand and let out a roar of the sun.

The screen stopped disappearing again, Lin Moyu couldn't help sighing, "This ability to tantalize people's appetite is really amazing."

Curiosity has been aroused over and over again, but the real answer has never been obtained. This feeling is not very good.

The red light gradually went out, and just as Lin Moyu was about to leave, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he saw an object at the bottom of the tombstone.

After the red light of the tombstone faded, the black and red blood at the bottom seemed to be ebbing, revealing a large bloody muddy ground.

This object was revealed, and it was at the bottom of the tombstone, next to the tombstone, half sunk in the bloody mud.

This is something that obviously does not belong to the Nether Swamp, Lin Moyu stretched out his hand and sucked it into the palm of his hand.

The item was stained with black and red blood, and Lin Moyu wiped it with his hand, wiping away the blood.

The item is a rectangular box, only as small as the palm of your hand, very delicate, and looks like a woman's item.

It was originally hidden at the bottom of the tombstone, and it was not revealed until after I finished painting and watched the image.

Lin Moyu pushed the box a hundred meters away, and then opened it in the air.

A silver light shoots out from the box, straight into the sky like a sharp sword!.