The Rise of the Cemetery

After a quarter of an hour, the two legendary mages flew out from the demiplane again.

"You can go. We have already checked, and there is no strange smell in his half-plane, and no half Zerg figure was found."

In the face of such a tough group of mages, the three major churches on the opposite side are also helpless.

If they really want to fight, they seem to be a lot of people, but they are definitely not the opponents of the mages. Including that Benedictus, there are as many as 8 legendary mages present, and the teams of their three churches are combined, and there are only 4 cardinals (legendary level).

The disparity in the balance of power made them reluctantly accept such a result.

After the church team disappeared into the teleportation light array, Akimos turned his head and nodded his thanks to the two free legendary mages. The other party also took advantage of this opportunity to say goodbye, and both sides smiled.

After only a few legendary mages from the Mages Guild remained in the bustling virtual space, Akimos finally turned around and stared straight at Benedictus.

"Dear Sir Benedictus, how do you plan to explain this worm corpse? Also, why can't you find a single living creature in your demiplane? What did you do? I'm afraid you need to go to all of this Let’s explain bit by bit at the Seventh Ring Meeting!”

Akimos's voice was not high-pitched, but it had an indescribable majesty. The pure and tempered spiritual power firmly locked on the opponent's spirit, and he seemed to turn his face and attack immediately.

The old demon warlock Deserocco frowned deeply, and persuaded: "Old friend, this time it is difficult for you to pass the test so easily. You must go to the Seven Rings meeting and explain everything that happened before you seriously. As long as your There is no problem with the demiplane, your soul source has not been polluted, don't worry, we have been friends for thousands of years, I will guarantee that you will be fine..."

Although the other two legendary mages didn't say much, their figures floated away, and Benedictus was caught in the finished shape.

"Hmph, isn't it just to go to the Seventh Ring Conference to accept your questions? Okay, I'll go..." The situation was stronger than others, and Benedictas had to bow his head and give in: "But before I go, I need to put half of my The plane is set up!"

To be honest, with the demi-plane in front of him, once Benedictus became ruthless and hid in the demi-plane, even with four legendary mages together, it would be difficult to get him out of his lair.

But if he really wants to get to that point, everything about him in Klein's plane will be forgotten. He will be hunted down and wanted by all the natives of the Klein plane, and his blood descendants and affiliated forces left in the plane will also be uprooted, leaving no one behind.

There were a few of them present, and they were not worried that the other party's half-plane could fly into the sky, so Akimos and the other 4 people, half escort and half escort, sank into the depths of the void layer along with the half-plane.

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The Great Cemetery doesn't know anything about the farce that happened in the Klein plane. After all, the large cemetery at this moment has already focused 99% of its attention on another place - the world of the undead.

After ten days of careful preparation, the Great Cemetery has mobilized all its strength, arranged and prepared many backhands and hole cards, and everything is just waiting for that moment to come.

A critical moment that can determine the future development of the undead world.

There are more than ten hours before the king's decisive battle, and some impatient kings have already arrived ahead of time.

The decisive battle site was chosen on a vast plain 170 miles away from Stratholme, with an area of ​​dozens of kilometers, surrounded by more than a dozen high peaks. This battle involves the honor and dignity of all undead kings, so the Great Cemetery does not dare to make small moves on the bright side, but must meticulously complete all preparations.

Around the selected decisive battlefield, there was no undead creature within a hundred miles.

The entire territory has been completely emptied!

As early as half a day ago, the Skeleton King had already stood proudly in the center of the field, silently closing his eyes to rest.

His skinny body, which is less than one and a half meters tall, looks so petite, and it is not as conspicuous as the giant white bone beheading sword that is one meter wide and four meters long behind him. But in the quietly standing figure, there seems to be a strange bank of mighty power like hot lava flowing slowly. The skeleton creature obviously has no heartbeat, but the land within a radius of tens of miles is slowly moving with a certain rhythm.

Several kings who arrived in advance brought their own holy guards and slowly landed on the surrounding mountain peaks. One king occupied a mountain peak, while those subordinates could only gather at the foot of the mountain.

The distance of tens of miles is nothing to the kings who are already at the pinnacle of the undead world. After carefully looking at the Skeleton King, they finally recognized his status as king.

Waves of criss-crossing thoughts and emotions were coming and going over the decisive battle field. The kings couldn't hold back their restless mood, and they were discussing enthusiastically about the upcoming decisive battle between kings.

Thousands of years! There hasn't been a king-level battle in the undead world for thousands of years!

No matter how many saint-level undead are born, it will not help. The world of undead continues to decline, and the power of the world is no longer able to support the birth of the next king! Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, the world of the undead has only these fixed thirteen kings.

And today, it may be the day when the undead world ushers in a change in its destiny.

Out of a kind of reverence and sacrifice to the past years, the undead kings rushed to this small battleground one after another, and sat down in their own seats.

"Dear Eye of the Stars, you are the wisest man among us who can see the most far-reaching. So please tell us, is today's decisive battle really necessary? You know, after this battle, we may lose a person forever." Undead King!" It was Fkans, the King of Thousand Faces, who was asking about one of the oldest kings in the undead world, Klifa Sephamon, the Eye of the Stars.

The body of Fkansi, King of Thousand Faces, is an ancient slime monster. In the case of the decline of the undead world, no weak can escape the fate of death. Therefore, Fakansi also became undead over the long years, becoming a powerful legendary creature that devoured countless swamps and corpses. In other words, its combat effectiveness is average. However, its weird body endowed it with the ability to deform and hide aura at will, and it can be regarded as a guy who is not good at fighting among the undead kings.

Klifa, the Eye of the Stars, was once an astrologer in the ancient times of the undead world. Fortunately, when it was transformed into a disembodied soul after death, it retained most of its abilities during its lifetime, so it was able to successfully become the king of the dead.

As an undead king who loves the sky and stars, he has immersed himself in astrology for nearly ten thousand years, and is a rare wise man among kings. Therefore, when other kings encounter difficult decisions, they often need to rely on its wisdom and experience.

"They are outsiders! Although they belong to the undead like us, they are outsiders after all!" Klifa said solemnly: "They have a magical kingdom that easily crosses planes, and have undead subordinates who are hardworking and aggressive. On them , I saw a vitality that is completely different from ours. Yes, how incredible... A group of lifeless undeads can actually feel a vitality that strives to make progress and want to climb to the top of the world..."

"I feel serious contradictions and self-contradictions in your thoughts, respectable Eye of the Stars!" Another undead king, Herotos, couldn't help interjecting.

"Yes, Lord of War!" Klifa nodded and admitted, "I am really conflicted. Their arrival allows me to see the rebirth of the undead, but we have to lose our freedom and dignity for this. I... I am really conflicted ..."

"Freedom and dignity..."

"Freedom..." "Dignity..."

Countless emotions filled the air, rippling...

As the masters of the undead world, they also long for salvation and hope to see a brand new future. However, the life of kings for thousands of years has made it difficult for them to abandon the dignity and glory of the king.

Losing the freedom of the soul and becoming the obedient slave of others, this kind of humiliation is unbearable for them, and they can give up this kind of future.

All kinds of complicated and difficult spirits and thoughts are transmitted in the void, lingering in the vast battlefield, and lingering for a long time...

Just as the kings came to join the group chat, Li Xun, who was far away in Stratholme, was introduced by Moam, and got to know these great kings whose names resounded throughout the world of the undead.

The Eye of the Stars Klifa Thyrfarmon

Extreme Cold and Ice Soul Sid Lengling

King of War Herotos

King of Thousand Faces Fakans

King of Pain, Apche

Crypt King Anub'Brikan

mad king

Two-Faced King Bagrena

Lord of Shadows Knox

Shacklebreaker Fenrir

Familiar names, undead kings with grotesque shapes, Li Xun for the first time fully included the peak powerhouses in the undead world into his vision.

Of course, Li Xun also listened to the other party's conversation, because the other party did not shy away from them at all.

For the doubts of the undead kings, Li Xun could only respond with a wry smile.

What's the matter, I personally ran to you, crying and begging you to join the large cemetery?

In the face of these old and cunning guys, general promises can't move their cold and dead hearts at all. Only a magic contract that is effective for both parties is the greatest guarantee. But in this way, the ruling structure of the Necropolis will have a subversive impact.

A group of powerful allies outside the main body of the Great Cemetery sounds very good, and it can also strengthen the momentum of the Great Cemetery. But in the long run, it does more harm than good!

The undead kings are all cold-blooded, ruthless, selfish people. If they fancy something good in the Great Cemetery, they can just run over and snatch it away. Why bother to sell themselves and condescend to become someone else's soul slave! So this time the kings gathered together, if the guidance is not good, it will become the rhythm of the undead kings ganging up on the large cemetery!

And the only thing that can avoid this worst outcome is the strength of the Great Cemetery itself.

If the large cemetery cannot show a strong enough strength to deter the kings present, then don't try to suppress the kings' desire to take advantage of the fire.