The Rise of the Cemetery

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War and Peace? Young messenger of the dead, what have you brought us today?

The speaker was obviously an old-fashioned lich who had gone through a long time. The tattered magic robe was draped randomly on the bone body without a trace of flesh and blood. It looked like a down-and-out skeleton mage or bone mage.

But only someone like Li Xun who has multiple magic visions can see that the strong magic fluorescence on this lich has reached the point of dazzling. Not to mention anything else, its tattered magic robe alone has colorful fluorescence that is not inferior to legendary equipment, at least it is a top-level magic equipment.

"Dear Lich Your Excellency, of course we are here for peace!" Li Xun took out his tricks again and started talking nonsense: "Speaking of which, we are all aliens who have escaped the shackles of life and death. Excellent spellcasting skills are the core of our pursuit. Fighting and killing in the mortal world will only waste our precious time, I wonder if the master thinks so?"

The empty eye sockets of the old lich are filled with two crystal clear magic gems, and its real soul fire is hidden behind the gems, which cannot be seen in person. Maybe because he didn't want to make trouble again, or maybe he wasn't sure about taking down an enemy leader protected by a legendary skeleton swordsman, the old lich paused for a moment, and answered Li Xun's question in a rare way.

"Since your Excellency is also walking the dark road, you must have experienced a lot of exclusion and suppression from the secular side, and many times you will be cruelly oppressed and strangled by all sides." The old Lich's spiritual words were empty and dry , which is filled with the coldness and dead silence after seeing through the world: "As casters, why should the undead family be treated like this? Since you are also an undead spellcaster, why don't you fight for your own kind?" environment of?"

Li Xun's young and energetic face showed that he had not suffered too much, and the old lich's spiritual world, which had been honed for thousands of years, had long since left no remorse, regret, or anger. The reason for saying these words of nostalgia and hope is purely the cold and ruthless utilitarian instinct in the origin of the lich.

In any plane, the undead creatures represented by liches are marginal races that are deeply rejected by the mainstream group. Therefore, as long as even a little sympathy and understanding can be aroused in the hearts of young mages, it will be of great benefit to the life and death of the Undead Council.

Although the Undead Council is ruled by five legendary liches, only these holy liches and necromancers are the only ones who really regard it as their homeland for which they worked hard.

Legendary liches are all old and powerful, as long as they hide in their own private demiplane, no enemy will dare to come to ask for trouble. In addition, the legendary liches are all selfish and ruthless, so they have no intention and awareness to seek the welfare of the entire group of undead creatures.

In their eyes, the Undead Council is just a tool, a useful tool to help them usurp more resources and the right to speak.

If things really get into trouble, even if the Undead Council is turned upside down and the undead are killed cleanly, as long as these legendary liches retreat to their lairs, they can still rely on their solid foundation to enjoy themselves. Overcome the united counterattack of the major races. And the only ones who need to bear the pain of the public enemy of the plane are the group of holy liches and necromancers in front of them.

If you are lucky, you will hide in the deep underground, or in some inaccessible deep mountains and swamps, and spend years in dark and damp caves or mausoleums, waiting for the "righteous people" who suddenly come to your door one day.

It can be said that the hundreds of necromancers gathered by the Undead Council are almost all squeezed out by their original family, society, colleagues, and ordinary people. Before the accident, they were all noble spellcasters who were respected and feared by everyone. And it was only due to some inexplicable reasons that they either spontaneously or passively embarked on this dark road that would never be restored.

Ever since he chose this path, as a once noble and revered spellcaster, he actually needs to "enjoy" this kind of wandering and fugitive life! Either pretending to be human nobles and secretly carrying out their own research in remote small territories, or hiding in dark corners like timid and cowardly mice, never seeing the light of day and cutting off all ties with the world.

This... Is this what a spellcaster should bear?

It is this hatred of the undead mages who have been screaming and killing for thousands of years, and the undead creatures have been exterminated, so that the legendary Lich Sean VII raised his arms, and there are countless undead mages who are fed up with living in hiding. And the liches came out to respond.

And the core of gathering the Undead Council is the kind of hatred for human beings, the church, and fellow mages. Under such circumstances, every major move of this group of liches and necromancers, of course, is to show the evil and brutal nature of undead creatures, as if they want to drive all human beings to extinction.

And the old lich said this in front of Li Xun, of course, he wanted to gain some resonance in Li Xun's cemetery and slow down the pressing rhythm of the cemetery.

The cemetery grew too fast, and the legendary liches, who were selfish, would never sacrifice their personal interests for the overall interests of the Undead Council. Therefore, the number and quality of the legendary liches are obviously superior to those of the cemetery legend, but when they really want to fight, they are far less crazy and fearless than the cemetery legend who condenses into a rope and exerts its maximum combat power.

At this point, the middle and lower levels of the Undead Council represented by the old Lich and the top level represented by the Legendary Lich have a slight deviation in their attitude towards the Great Cemetery.

If the legendary liches can maintain the strength they had a year ago, then of course the old liches will clearly stand behind them as accomplices and minions. But now that the legendary liches retreated, the old liches inexplicably became a little cautious.

Li Xun and the Skeleton King looked at each other in surprise, and they both heard something extra from the old lich's unfinished words. But who can do such an illusory thing? This may really be the old lich's heartfelt words, or it may be just a clever speech and spiritual suggestion of the other party, so before the Great Cemetery gains absolute advantage, it is good to listen to the other party's goodwill, and not to be true!

While chatting with the old lich, Li Xun turned a blind eye to the furious siege of the magic tower by the necromancers in the distance, while carefully looking around, as if looking for the trace of the legendary lich. It's really strange, why did the legendary liches disappear after releasing the Scourge of the Undead? Are you hiding in the dark and preparing for a sneak attack, or are you doing other important things?

Li Xun couldn't help feeling uneasy.

But all of this is just a disguise. At this moment, Li Xun is negotiating a big deal in the soul system. Due to time constraints, this big deal was carried out almost at the speed of light from the intention to finalize the contract, creating a miracle in the history of magic contracts in the Klein plane.

After everything he had done behind the scenes was ready, Li Xun returned his mind to the conversation with the old Lich.

"Dear Lich Your Excellency, since you and I are of the same origin and have similar experiences and hobbies, is it necessary to temporarily cease fire?"

Facing the polite question from the young mage, the old lich couldn't help being a little stunned.

To be honest, although the young and immature human mage in front of him has a trace of familiar smell, but the whole person is hidden under the cover of an extremely clever power. If it wasn't for the opponent's intentional release of the necromancer's spiritual characteristics, even it, a holy lich, would not be able to truly judge the opponent's power attribute.

Same origin? Ceasefire?

These sensitive words made the old lich somewhat unable to grasp the other party's intentions, so he asked in a deep voice: "The young undead messenger who represents the great cemetery, if I'm not wrong, it's your great cemetery from beginning to end." They are suppressing and attacking the development of our Undead Council. I am afraid that this kind of unfriendly behavior cannot be done by allies of the same origin, right? Our Undead Council has never taken the initiative to attack your cemetery, right? "

"Haha... Your Excellency is too absolute. Since your Excellency said that you have never taken the initiative to attack the cemetery, why do you want to attack my territory now?" Li Xun's black pupils flashed a sly look, which became more and more serious. The hair made the old Lich feel that something was heading towards an unpredictable abyss.

"Your territory?" The old lich said tentatively, "I don't know where your territory is? We..."

"My territory is here! What you are besieging now is my magic tower. Isn't this a typical attack?"

"Magic Tower?" The old Lich's face immediately darkened: "Your Excellency, this joke is not funny! This Thunder Fortress is the territory of Novus Principality, and the Magic Tower here..."

Just when the old lich was about to refute with a ferocious expression, a dense white light shrouded the young mage and his party.

Countless white light spots frantically gathered around the young mage and the others, forming a completely illusory and mysterious light array amidst the flashing fluorescent light.

Those present were all possessors of extraordinary power, and the attribute of power had already been discriminated almost as soon as the white light appeared. Send light array! And the source of transmission power...

It is the magic tower in their crazy attack!

Because they already knew the properties of the light array, Li Xun and his party did not deliberately resist the teleportation power covering their bodies, so the teleportation went smoothly.

Even before passing it away, Li Xun still had time to wave at the old Lich.

"We'll see you later!"

Leaving behind a stunned Holy Lich, white light flickered, Li Xun, Skeleton King, and the Frost Dragon they were riding disappeared without a trace in a burst of dazzling white light.