The Rise of the Cemetery

Such a desolate and desolate doomsday scene can arouse some people's feelings for the battlefield.

But before the soul guard could immerse himself in the exhaustion after the great battle and the joy of victory after the arduous battle, the high cliff not far away was already full of shaking figures. Teams of Lich Knights also shot up from behind the cliff, flapping their wide fleshy wings and rushing towards here desperately.

When a huge bat demon came up first, the corpse king boy hadn't arrived at the scene, but the loud voice had already passed over.

"You are dead...you are dead! This altar has been in the Master's favor for a long time, and it was broken by you...you are dead! You have escaped so many earth elements, the master must be furious when he sees it!"

The soul guard squinted at the corpse king, but ignored this. Now that his feet are soft and his hands are soft, it is time to go back and rest. He took out a piece of hearthstone, and while activating it, he said casually: "Wu that kid, don't talk about it here! Remember, the core of this big guy is me. Yes, go back and bring it to me!"

After all, the entire figure has disappeared into the dense torrent of earth elements.

"Cut, what arrogance! It's not that the master has piled up so many good things on you, can you be so dragging? If it were me, I would have beaten this plane long ago..." The corpse king muttered dissatisfied, and turned his head to rush The Lich Witch Kongrider behind him waved his hand and shouted sharply: "Hurry up! At your speed, the earth elements are all leaked! Hurry up... hurry up... quickly block all the gaps... you, just you guys, Hurry up and extract all the liquid earth elements from the core giant's body..."

Under the repeated yelling of the corpse king, countless huge bat demons landed on the scene with difficulty. The high-ranking Lichs were urged to be like dogs by the corpse king, and they no longer had the solemn arrogance of the old days. They just trotted around the scene after the bloody battle, busily busy.

More than a dozen high-level corpse witches up to level 12 even began to jointly cast spells, using the power of the barrier to seal off the former Raging Flame Canyon, so as to prevent the further loss of these pure earth elements. Groups of lickers also climbed the cliff and rushed to the scene stepping on countless piles of rubble. Under the guidance of the corpse king, they worked hard to dig down from the side of the altar.

The molten core giant seems to have drilled out of here, indicating that its lair is most likely deep in the ground here. If dug out, maybe there is something good in it!

With the removal of the nearest nail, there are basically no large forces or powerful individuals around the land of chaos that can threaten the cemetery city. Next, the cemetery city will make a big attack and start to conquer all the demonic forces in the entire 43rd plane.

Once the wheels of war are started, it will not stop until the entire plane is conquered. This may be the first real foothold for the forces of the cemetery in the abyss world.

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The 43rd floor of the abyss world, a secret room in the mage tower of the chaotic land.

The grand and magnificent illusory magic circle is still running day and night, the soft and bright passive light illuminates every detail of the wide hall, and also illuminates the puppet-soul box in the center of the hall. The arcane puppet possessed by Issa has been standing motionless in front of the soul box for almost 4 days and 4 nights, and his so-called ** experiment has also been carried out for 4 days and 4 nights.

Everything in the hall was exactly the same as it was 4 days ago, not even the slightest change in Isa's standing posture, perhaps the only thing that changed were the two poor "experiment subjects" in the soul box.

Compared with 4 days ago, whether it is the projection of plane consciousness or the evil spirit, there have been considerable changes in form.

Evil spirits are spirit-like undead who do not have high spiritual intelligence, and most of their activities follow instinct, so they seem to control their bodies at will. Most of the energy absorbed in the past 4 days was used to expand the body, making my shape more suitable for some fragmentary memories deep in the soul.

Physically, it is more than three times larger than it was 4 days ago. Since there is no ready-made corpse for it to attach to, the evil spirit still displays its original form, which is a vague humanoid form.

The part below its waist is still a vague and translucent illusion, with fluorescent light scattered around the edges from time to time, obviously still in a state of continuous evolution. The upper limbs are a pair of withered arms soaked in a faint green light, and the front end is dark and dark claws. The position of the head is just a blurred shadow, and a pair of fierce red eyes can be seen, but the other facial features cannot be seen clearly.

Since it is still in the intermission period, the evil spirits who are full and idle are still persistently hitting the partition in the center of the soul box, threatening Wei Ling at the guy on the other side, with a look of swearing that he will not stop until he swallows the other party. Stance.

On the other side, the consciousness projection of the other plane has passed 4 days, but there is no obvious change in body size, but the change in appearance is very shocking.

At first glance, this is simply a large cocoon. The firm and dense dark blue skin is comparable to rhinoceros hide, and the sides and bottom of the body are densely covered with blowholes that can be opened and closed at will, allowing it to sprint or stop suddenly at any angle freely. The most conspicuous thing is the huge mouthparts occupying the entire front end, filled with daunting sharp teeth.

If Li Xun were in this place, he would definitely exclaim in horror. Is this still the plane consciousness projection that I have seen before? Is this still an illusory and invisible spiritual existence? This... This has almost all the basic characteristics of a ferocious predator, it is no longer an illusory existence!

In addition to the changes in form, the plane consciousness projection also slowly grew its own unique ideology. Although it floats motionless in the soul box without any movement, some hidden parts of the body secretly open their small eyes from time to time, silently emitting subtle detection light, silently monitoring every move around them.

Whenever these detection lights irradiate the evil spirit next door, a series of feedbacks such as "delicious", "delicious", and "weak" are returned. And the detection light that shines on the iron head outside the soul box returns vague results such as "mysterious", "unknown", and "powerful".

The plane consciousness projection is still changing its own existence mode bit by bit, which is not only a kind of adaptation to the environment, but also a preparation for future escape. However, it seemed a little hesitant about whether to return to the main consciousness after escaping.

In the past, this was a process of a water drop melting into the sea, naturally, without any hesitation or thinking. But now, it really hesitated!

Since 7 hours ago, it has a hazy sense of self, and it feels that it is different from now on. who I am? This is a question that every hazy consciousness will think about when it sprouts, and it will never stop until it finds the answer. But it basically has no time to think about this problem now, because it's time to fight again soon.

In the vast and silent magic hall, there is no reference for judging time at all, but since the emergence of self-consciousness, it can naturally perceive the passage of time and the overlap of space. Some inexplicable knowledge and skills, some bits and pieces of memory fragments of a certain creature will emerge from the depths of its soul from time to time, as if there is an opening leading to a different space, and there will always be some strange things floating out. thing.

If it followed its past instincts, it would never let go of such things that could increase its strength, and would devour them all. But just when it wanted to do this, there was always an illusory voice gently admonishing it. It should selectively absorb these things, only extracting those that coincide with or are similar to its goals, and give up all other things as much as possible, otherwise it will return to the chaotic, disordered and broken soul state.

confusion?

Somehow it now has a hard time accepting the word "chaos". As soon as I heard this, I naturally chose to believe this voice.

But how to choose has become a new problem.

With its budding consciousness, even though it has a rich and indescribable original consciousness of the plane as a foundation, it still doesn't know how to do it. So it temporarily shielded a lot of knowledge, and concentrated on absorbing everything related to combat and survival, and used the energy it devoured to slowly and firmly transform itself.

No matter what the future holds, what it needs most now is to survive!

The time is up, and with the soft sound of two soul crystals falling into the soul box, a new battle begins.

The banshees floating out of the soul crystal this time are two beautiful girls with picturesque eyebrows and beautiful long dresses.

They have perfect female bodies, and their green skin has a faint luster under the soft light, with a hint of dark silver and a bluish gleam. Their faces also look like human girls. Their graceful bodies are adorned with all kinds of jewelry, and their indifferent expressions are somewhat arrogant, but they are still so beautiful that people dare not look at them...

The only thing that can identify them is the flowing gray and white long hair at the back of their heads. Not only is there no wind, but the ends of the long hair are constantly scattered with a little fluorescent light. Whenever they moved, it was as if they were dragging a crystal cloak of stars behind them, which was radiant and gorgeous.

The reptile transformed by the projection of the ugly plane consciousness completely ignored the beauty of the opposite banshee, and of course it would not cast half an eye on the somewhat deformed pair of round mountain peaks squeezed on its chest. In its vision, there is a hideous and terrifying spirit-like undead in front of it, and its level is far higher than the wraiths and banshees that have been devoured in the past, and it is as high as level 14.

A level 14 Sumiqing banshee, if placed in the Undead Council, is enough to become a small lord of a territory of the undead. Even the resentful banshee Livre, whom You Nu once met in the Undead Council, who almost commanded all spirit undead, was only level 17.

But today, these two 14th-level miqing banshees, which can be called unique in the chaotic land, have obviously become sharpening stones, and were secretly "deducted" by Issa, as the most important part of the entire ** work. A stepping stone, dedicated to the great plane awareness development plan.