The Rise of the Cemetery

In terms of distance alone, these two dracolich are undoubtedly the most advantageous among all the competitors.

In their eyes, the distance of 300 meters is a smooth road that can be reached in an instant. After almost three fingertips, the two of them have already flown over the pile of rotten meat. The shimmering orb in the sky.

The current large cemetery already has a mature and complete storage system for the seizure of spoils. Although any loot seized from the battlefield will be evaluated and processed uniformly by the Necropolis, individuals who can directly seize the item still have the right of first refusal and a direct income of 1/5 of the item's value.

Although it is impossible for such a powerful legendary item to fall into the hands of the two dracolichs in the end, as long as they bring it back, the transfer of subsequent benefits is enough for them to no longer have to worry about future resource issues.

Such a huge bond of interest is enough to dazzle the eyes of all wise men, not to mention the insidious dracolich who is originally selfish.

But just as the two dracolich stretched out their shriveled ghost claws to grab the Death Moon Magic Orb, the mountain of rotten flesh under them shook violently. Two gigantic, somewhat terrifying pale palms suddenly sprang up, and they slammed together like swatting flies, making a deafening and terrifying bang.

The two dracolich were squarely squeezed between the pale fleshy palms, and the external magic shield was crushed without even a delay, and their bodies were even more fragile like slag, and they were directly ground into powder.

When the two giant palms spread out again, everyone's eyes froze. I saw a pool of bloody black humanoid imprints left on the palm of the giant palm. This is probably the last trace left by the two dracoliches in the world.

Such a terrifying spectacle immediately caused many spellcasters in the mage tower to stop their movements, and the suddenly opened portals came to an abrupt stop just as they appeared.

Kel'Thuzad waved away the portal that was about to be completed, and honestly returned to his throne of bones, staring at the monitoring crystal and waiting for subsequent changes.

The other spellcasters were not as thick-skinned as he was. They all snuffed out the portals drawn in their hands with a smile, and returned to their posts with low eyebrows.

In the monitoring crystal, the two terrifying giants are still rising upwards. First, the thick arms, the huge head, the broad chest, the waist, the lower limbs... like a giant of flesh and blood, it grew out of the original pile of super-stitched monster corpses bit by bit.

And the Death Moon Magic Orb was inlaid on the front of the newborn flesh giant's forehead.

However, the bones at the top of the newborn flesh giant's head stretched horizontally, intertwined with each other to form a strange bone forest that looked like a crown of bones and an alternative throne. A skinny, pale-skinned undead lich in an eerie robe was standing upright. Sit right on it.

With the rise of the flesh giant, the terrifying legendary lich sitting on the top of its head is also revealed little by little.

To be honest, most of the information that Li Xun possesses is the ancient information of Sarzastan when he was a human mage. After thousands of years of changes, most of them have become rubbish. If you fight this legendary lich according to the above information, you will definitely die extremely thoroughly.

Although most of the information is outdated, some descriptions of his character are still useful. After all, these soul traits that run through the source of the soul are what differentiate him from other undead liches, and they cannot be erased by the long years.

When Sazastan was still a human master, he was already the head of the Necromancer School of the Mage Guild and the most influential red-robed mage.

As a talented human mage, Szastan has gained his current great power by virtue of his rebellious character and outstanding skills. However, as his research on necromancy deepened, the differences and differences between him and his fellow mages became greater. In the end, after he destroyed Torre, a small human country, the Mage Guild couldn't withstand internal and external pressure and expelled him.

Finally, during his long career in exile, this proud son of heaven, who was once proud of the Mage Guild, couldn't bear the pressure of the passing of life, and completed the most turning point in his life in an underground lair. Demon reincarnation.

When Sazastan spent the last 200 years of his life in human society with the psychology and physiology of a half-human and half-licch, he finally completely became a necromancer. At this time, he also successfully advanced to the legendary level.

Using his past status and superb spellcasting skills, Sazastan possesses countless magical items, ranging from rings, wands, ornaments, to staffs, and golems. However, the two legendary items that can really mark his strength come from the exploration of ancient magic relics.

According to legend, the Death Moon Orb and the Seat of Sakoziel were excavated from the ruins of an ancient and mysterious powerful Warlock King.

These past information and the shape of the undead lich in front of him correspond to each other, and a complete piece together the life of a wise, cold and sinister terrifying legendary lich.

As for how this legendary lich was persuaded by another greater undead lord, Sean VII, to come out of his secluded underground lair and form the undead union council together, Li Xun didn't care. He just needs to know that what appears in front of him is an enemy.

Unexpected.

Today's undead war has just started, and this legendary undead lich can't wait to jump to the foreground, without the slightest awareness of the ultimate big boss. This can't help but make everyone in the cemetery a little flustered, and many hidden hands and backup methods left in advance have to be activated one by one.

"Master Angelet, come out and have a meeting!"

A hoarse and unpleasant voice resounded throughout Stratholme under the magical power.

The legendary lich perched on the top of the flesh giant snapped his fingers lightly, and this novel mount froze in place obediently, waiting quietly for the response from the capital of the undead in front of him.

The large number of undead entrenched on the bones of the city wall, as well as the mysterious spellcasters hiding in the war forts and towers did not make him take a second look. In the eyes of the legendary Lich Szastan, only the psion who has been hiding in the dark is his opponent, and he is qualified to have an equal dialogue with him.

Inside the mage's tower, the eyes of many members of the cemetery fell on Li Xun who was sitting on the throne of bones.

"All arrangements are going on as usual!" Li Xun nodded to Kel'Thuzad calmly, and secretly passed a word, and then gave a slight pause to the soul weaver staff in his hand, and his figure was under the magical effect of the ever-changing spirit skin. Next start the twist change.

A moment later, the light and shadow of an old human with white eyebrows and long beard holding a long staff was projected onto the bone wall corresponding to the legendary Lich.

Seeing this "Psychic" who was exactly the same as the previous information appear in front of him, the legendary Lich Sazhastan sneered sinisterly with disdain.

"Do you have this strength? You have shown yourself in a false body from beginning to end. Is it because you can't see people in your body or are you purely a fictional character? Isn't that right, our great spiritual master, Your Excellency Angelet?"

Li Xun's heart shuddered.

It seems that the Psionist hides his head and shows his tail too many times, which is extremely inconsistent with the temperament of a top-level powerhouse, which cannot but arouse the suspicion of the enemy. Since Sazastan can think so, it is difficult to guarantee that other Klein Continental powerhouses don't think so. Once they are full of doubts in their hearts, they must try to prove it. Then the biggest breakthrough is probably the point they are most afraid of...

I am going to be implicated by myself!

Li Xun sighed silently.

However, the surface of what was in his heart could not be revealed at all. The phantom projected purely by Li Xun's body still looked at the famous and legendary undead lich in front of him with a smile on his face, and finally spoke after a moment of silence.

"Respected Your Excellency Sazastan, I only showed up to see you out of respect for you, but you treated me like this. I'm afraid it can't show the elegance and demeanor of the Lich clan?"

"Respect? Elegance? Possession?" The legendary lich seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and finally couldn't help laughing wildly: "As a visitor from another world, you don't seem to be very popular, right? You are stirring up trouble in Klein Continent Yu, what are you planning? This world of undead is so huge that it can be divided between us, but you have planned to ruin our good deeds, it seems that you are rude."

"Respected Your Excellency Sazastan, this is a very ancient story about our origin, and it is not suitable to talk about it now. But regarding today's war, I don't know how you plan to end it?"

"The end?" The legendary lich said: "Since we can meet here today, we have to wrestle with each other. If you can overwhelm us, of course we will retreat unconditionally. I don't mind if some guys are just bluffing." Take over this ground palace."

"Hehe, in the final analysis, we still have to fight. But don't worry, no matter what happens in this battle, I will give you a big fortune. We might as well wait until after the battle to discuss specific matters!"

"In that case, why don't you let me give you a ride!"

As soon as the legendary lich finished speaking, a silver glow flickered between his brows, and a void ripple visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air, sweeping towards the phantom of the psion.

"Haha, do you want to test my strength, Your Excellency?" Angelet laughed wildly from his hazy figure, and he couldn't see how he was holding a spell. An illusory spherical shape with a range of nearly 100 meters was Already put it into it.

The "Mind Blast" that the legendary Lich strikes across the sky is not a high-level psychic art, but it can be summoned by a legendary Lich who has been famous for thousands of years, but it is as sharp as it is. With additional supermagic special effects such as spell penetration, spell ultimate effect, spell enhancement, and spell upgrade, let alone the void is invisible, even a metal pillar lying in front of you can be torn into thousands of pieces out of thin air.

However, once the terrifying ripples of mind shock entered the egg-shaped protective shield held up by the psion, it immediately stirred up void ripples that filled the entire area. Not only could it not lock the phantom of the psion to attack, but the psychic powers scattered for no reason. Come, turn a spiritual storm into a warm spring breeze.

"Domain? No, it shouldn't be so weak! This should be the embryonic form of a certain domain, or a psionic art of a similar domain." The legendary lich didn't say a word. Stomp, the flesh giant has already swayed its bloated and ugly body and walked slowly backwards, gradually withdrawing from Stratholme's attack range.