The Rise of the Cemetery

To be honest, when the legendary Star Mage introduced the Skeleton King to Novus nobles with a strange expression, a war almost broke out in the entire hall.

Now Novis is facing the invasion and massacre of a large number of undead. The entire aristocratic class has become discolored by the "undead", and the hatred for the undead has reached its peak. Therefore, seeing that what followed behind Kitty Ernie turned out to be a terrifying and imposing skeleton, those heroic nobles and knights drew their swords and shouted loudly; while other cowardly nobles had frightened Crying and howling, running around.

The entire meeting hall was in chaos in an instant.

The nobles present thought that the former patron saint of Novus had chosen to join the necromancer, and now he was planning to bring the undead to slaughter them, the most powerful people in Novus.

Looking around the chaotic noble meeting place, the Skeleton King showed an unconcealable indifference. For these human nobles who are good at wielding power and playing politics, he doesn't have the slightest respect in his heart. Instead, he barely retains a trace of respect for those guys who dare to draw their swords.

However, judging from the diametrically opposite coping habits of the two, those who dared to resist were mostly middle- and lower-rank nobles, and many of them were low-rank nobles who were born as knights. And the more gorgeous and exquisite those clothes are, the more timid they are, one by one screaming and getting under the table and chairs, their bodies are like chaff, regardless of the fact that most of their buttocks are still exposed.

As for Grand Duke Novus and the few others, they stood there pale and frozen, their eyes fixed on the legendary Star Mage with a calm demeanor. The many guard knights of the Iron Fist Knights drew their swords and surrounded them in the middle, and the lights of various colors representing fighting spirit shone on the audience.

The legendary Star Mage looked at the chaotic meeting place, and glanced at the Skeleton King with dissatisfaction. Only then did Leoric consciously restrain his aura of fear that followed him everywhere.

There is no way, as a legendary undead creature, the existence of this aura of fear is as natural and smooth as human breathing for him. In addition, there are usually cemetery creatures who do not eat this kind of thing, so Leo Rick "unintentionally" disturbed the fragile human beings in front of him.

If there is a high-level magician in front of you, of course you can use the "light of calm" to calm everyone down. The profession of mage is good at killing and setting fire, but he is not good at controlling emotions on a large scale. Therefore, Katie Ernie could only use her hundreds of years of accumulated power to suppress the panic of everyone.

"Boom".

The tall magic staff in Katie's hand suddenly stopped, and there was a muffled sound, and a ring-shaped ripple of wind washed over the audience, causing everyone to stagger and stand unsteadily.

"Silence!" Katie Ernie's sullen pupils swept across the audience: "Shut up! Today I invited the legendary commander Leoric from the Necropolis, not the Council of the Undead. The gang of bloodthirsty undead inside. So from now on, everyone shut up and listen to what they have to say. During this period, any behavior that disturbs the venue will be regarded as a provocation to me, and will definitely Bear the wrath of all association mages!"

Following the low and resolute words of the legendary Mage Star Star, a large number of association mages filed into the venue and lined up around them with serious expressions. Although the magic wands in their hands were not activated, nor were they threatening, the fluctuations in magic power caused by the full set of outfits still made the nobles present cover their mouths knowingly, and did not dare to make a sound.

"My name is Leoric, and I am the commander of the undead of the Great Cemetery, a legendary rank!" The Skeleton King stepped forward, and the soul words stirred by the burning soul fire in his eyes swept the audience: "I am here on behalf of the Great Cemetery to meet with you!" You meet and hope to get a result that satisfies both parties."

Accompanied by the words of the Skeleton King, came the turbulent, mighty and terrifying spiritual coercion like a thousand feet of waves. The power of the legendary undead is fully revealed at this moment.

silence!

Deathly silence!

The nobles opened their mouths to scream, but the sound that was about to come out was suppressed deep in the chest by the Skeleton King's wanton domineering aura, unable to relax. Even their bodies became numb, and it was extremely difficult to change their postures.

"Aren't you... you... the Great Cemetery... and the Undead... the United Council... from... a group of...?" A thick-faced, sturdy knight and nobleman asked in a struggling voice. Although his words were fragmented, his bravery still aroused a trace of respect from Leoric.

"We are the Great Cemetery, not the Undead Council!" The Skeleton King's soul words are so sonorous and powerful: "Although we are also undead creatures, we don't need to harm humans to expand our ethnic group. So Our cemetery and you humans have a legal basis for peaceful coexistence."

Although the atmosphere in the arena was stagnant and the pressure was high, the words of the Skeleton King still aroused whispers from everyone present. A huge buzzing sound instantly resounded through the venue, and the noisy sound waves were enough to overwhelm a haggard bystander.

Can the undead coexist with humans?

There was no need to discuss this kind of ridiculous question before, and it never existed in the minds of any human beings, but today it was poured out from the mouth of...a representative sent by the undead. This... How can this not surprise everyone in Novus!

Is the other party trying to deceive?

Looking at the surrounding situation, is it necessary for the skeletons who have already controlled the audience with swords and swords to talk about such absurd issues to deceive everyone? The opponent is a terrifying undead of the legendary rank! Such a terrifying guy put up such a big battle just to deceive everyone?

All kinds of questions lingered in the minds of the people in Novus. Although no one dared to agree with the answer of the skeleton in front of them, for the first time, they couldn't help imagining all kinds of strange scenes of peaceful coexistence with the undead in their minds.

It was a luxurious banquet full of feasting lights and gatherings of distinguished guests. All the guests raised their glasses to salute and spoke freely. In it, fat nobles are having a drink with a skeleton. When he was happy, the skeleton drank it in one gulp, splashing the wine freely along its delicate and leaky chest cavity.

In another place, a plump and enchanting beautiful lady is happily dancing with a zombie with a swollen and rotten body. After several light roundabout dance steps in succession, the beautiful lady fell half in the arms of the zombie, her fiery red lips and crooked, wriggling bloody mouth kept approaching, and finally overlapped...

"vomit..."

Many nobles who were full of horses and chariots were disgusted by their own fantastic imagination, and they all retched.

But...if those disgusting zombie skeletons are replaced by a high-ranking banshee with a hazy face and illusory beauty, then the scene just now is not unacceptable...

Immediately, these aristocrats who were still rubbing their chests and retching just now, with an unacceptable appearance, suddenly showed the squinting faces of Brother Zhu, and the corners of their mouths were about to flow down.

Even if the Skeleton King installed ten human brains on himself, he would not understand the outlandish thinking of the group of nobles in front of him. It seems that suddenly, the question of whether the undead can coexist peacefully with humans is not completely impossible!

The Skeleton King might not be able to understand these nobles, but Katie Ernie, who was standing beside him, understood it clearly.

After thousands of years of peaceful and comfortable life, the nobles of Novus have long lost the noble virtues at the beginning of their creation, and have gone too far on the road of comfort and pleasure. As long as they can keep the land under their name, as long as they can guarantee the continuation of their luxurious life, they don't care who is really ruling this country. Otherwise, before the Undead Council attacked, the Novus dignitaries tried almost all possible large-scale forces.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Mage Guild and the Church had no time to separate themselves, and were beyond their reach, how could everyone in Novus gather here so desperately to close their eyes and wait for death.

To be honest, at this moment, everyone who is the ruling class of Novus is completely desperate. Facing the surging millions of undead, the army formed by Novus was like a small stone thrown into the torrent, completely swallowed without even seeing a bubble.

At this moment, it is true to say that they are the rulers of Novus, but it is also true to say that they are a group of bereaved dogs.

Facing the terrifying sea of ​​undead that swept across them, they had no means at all. Facing the piles of emergency documents and letters for help piled up like snowflakes, they could only choose to turn a blind eye. Let the towns and villages all over the world struggle alone in the frenzy of undead like waves hitting the shore.

All they can do is to withdraw the only part of the army to the vicinity of Pierpont, relying on the strong city and silently waiting for the unknown fate.

In fact, at this time, any piece of land that the cemetery wants can be easily obtained by reaching out. However, for the sake of a possible post-war ruling structure, and to gain the recognition of all countries in the Klein Continent as soon as possible, the Necropolis still has no choice but to "cooperate" with these Novus dignitaries!

There are also steadfast nobles who are resolute and refuse to cooperate with all undead, but they only account for a very small part of the noble class. Even without the Skeleton King coming forward to suppress them, he was impassioned, and his mouth was full of aristocratic opportunists who claimed to be considerate of the people of Novus as a whole, and they refuted them to pieces.

Taking advantage of this catastrophe, any possibility that can save the people of Novus from the fire and water must be tried, and any action that can combat the necromancer is worth advocating.

Therefore, with their help, the "cooperation" with the Great Cemetery is not as difficult and unsolvable as the Skeleton King originally imagined.

These stalking nobles are all power-hungry squirrels, and when they are desperate, they are willing to turn to any strong man who can bring them hope. As for whether the strong man is a person or a "skeleton", it is no longer within their consideration.

Soon, the Necropolis reached a "cooperation" agreement with the Novis aristocracy.