Versatile Mage: Starting from the Undead

The stars are dim, the clouds are blowing, the vast sky, but there is unspeakable sadness...

I don’t know how much time has passed since that day. The undead really don’t have much concept of time...

An undead skeleton stood on a hill, looking at the dim sky from a distance.

A demon lotus bloomed in his chest, and a reverse knife was thrust into it...

"It's time to get out of here..."

Luo Chen was a little reluctant to let go, after all, he had lived here for so many years...

Now he is leaving!

His strength is still that of a great commander, but... he can't wait any longer...

The gathering of dead kings from all directions was already a long time ago, but the scene at that time was still vivid in Luo Chen's mind...

Perhaps, like the ancient king, it is Luo Chen's best choice to achieve his own throne through the passage of endless years...

But now Luo Chen is not willing to wait any longer...

Pressure is all put on yourself by yourself...

Luo Chen doesn't regret it...

People can only grow under oppression, and the same goes for the undead.

It might be easy for Luo Chen to be promoted to monarch...

Defeat a monarch and then devour it. If one doesn't work, then two, three...

If this continues, there is a high probability that we will be able to break through to the monarch.

However, Luo Chen didn't want this.

Not to mention whether Luo Chen can defeat the monarch, the oppression imposed on Luo Chen by the dead monarchs from all directions is too strong...

Although Luo Chen knew that the Dead Lord of Bafang was already the top being among the monarchs, that kind of oppression always lingered in Luo Chen's heart...

That is a kind of reverence for the monarch...

After all, it is still an undead...

Maybe, after I really kill a monarch, maybe this kind of awe will naturally dissipate...

However, it is difficult for a monarch to be eliminated without absolute strength to suppress him...

Furthermore, if you use your devouring ability unscrupulously, in this country of the undead, the monarchs from all directions will definitely find out soon...

By then, what greeted him was definitely not the friendliness from last time, but vigilance.

Because none of them want to become their future goals...

Finally, and the most important reason is... these are all my subjects!

After experiencing the life of King Qin, in my subconscious mind, this place is already my territory. The undead here have become my subjects.

Therefore, even if there is a mass killing, it will definitely not be here...

The next time I come back here, it will be the moment when I ascend to the throne!!!

Luo Chen made his vow in his heart, flicked his arm, and a black robe appeared in his hand, which was what Wen Tai left to Luo Chen.

Putting on a black robe and a hood, his skeletal figure was completely concealed.

If no one had lifted the black robe, no one would have discovered that this was an undead skeleton...

The night is getting darker, and the dark clouds are gradually gathering here, as if they are seeing off the king...

Luo Chen would not go there in the ancient capital.

He headed west, to be precise, to the northwest, which was the direction of the Tianshan Mountains.

Tianshan is located in Xinjiang. Starting from the Kingdom of the Dead, you have to pass through the Shawang River and the Dunhuang Plain before you enter Xinjiang...

The road is difficult and dangerous, but Luo Chen has to go...

The Land of the Undead is okay. If Luo Chen doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, the other undead won't attack him...

After walking out of the Land of the Dead, the gloomy sky suddenly became brighter and brighter, which made Luo Chen who was used to it a little uncomfortable.

The huge sun shone down like a furnace, and even Luo Chen, who was covered by a black robe, could feel the glare.

It’s summer already!

The ancient capital is gloomy all year round. This is the first time Luo Chen has seen the landscape other than the undead...

Not far from the Shawang River, Luo Chen saw the long-lost human...

The fresh flesh and blood exuded an alluring fragrance, stimulating Luo Chen's sense of smell...

It turns out that the undead eat meat!

The black robe covered Luo Chen's body, preventing those people from recognizing that he was an undead spirit.

After they hurriedly ignored the weird Luo Chen, they were thinking about how to cross the Shawang River...

There were so many white sand demon soldiers in the Shawang River that they could only cross cautiously.

After a long time, the team finally stepped into the white-sand Shawang River. As their footsteps dropped, circles of ripples appeared, traveling towards the depths of the river...

Luo Chen silently paid attention to the scene, like a dying old man, looking at the world and these people indifferently.

There seemed to be a psychic mage among that team, who was constantly calming the demon soldiers in the river.

They walked all the way to the depths of the Shawang River and were safe and sound.

However, the Shawang River is very wide, so wide that it is shocking.

Gradually, scattered white sand giants holding swords and axes began to appear around them.

With a height of five meters, his strength is only at the level of a slave, but he can make people look up to him.

The crowd began to commotion. Their mental mage magic power was not enough, and it seemed that the only way forward was to kill them.

Brilliant magic exploded on the Shawan River. This was a signal that the battle had begun!

The sleeping demon soldiers quickly woke up, and the power of magic shocked them, their eyes were red, and they roared heartbreakingly.

There are more and more demon soldiers in the white sand, more and more, almost all the demon soldiers in this area are heading towards the direction of the crowd, densely packed...

Obviously, they overestimated themselves and underestimated the White Sand Demon Soldiers here.

Before dying, they even looked hopefully in Luo Chen's direction, hoping that Luo Chen could lend a helping hand.

However, they are destined to be disappointed...

Luo Chen is an outsider, watching the passage of life indifferently.

What a pity, such fresh flesh and blood...

Luo Chen somewhat blamed the Baisha demon soldiers for being so rough. The huge swords and axes ruthlessly chopped the people into pieces, and the blood dyed a large area red.

The Shawang River became calm again, with only the bright red remaining, symbolizing that it was not as safe as it seemed...

Ta da! Ta da!

Luo Chen stepped forward. His black robe was very tight and did not reveal the looming gray-white skeleton legs.

The first time he stepped into the Shawang River, Luo Chen felt that the water was a bit cold.

The Shawang River is dangerous. Flying here is still, but it is not the road to death. There is no life for ten deaths.

The White Sand Demon Soldiers began to gather, and they would deal with any creature or undead that woke them up with a knife or ax.

But only this point is not enough for Luo Chen.

The reverse knife is not for defense, it is only for offense!

One knife, two knifes...

There is no fancy magic, only domineering blades...

The road is made by killing!

Now that we are moving forward, there is no way back!

Servants, generals, even commanders...

One knife at a time!

Along the way, the gray reverse knife was not stained with any soil, and the gray-white blade and the tip of the knife were more intensely green and pink than before...