The Rise of the Cemetery

I am obedient, what is the situation!

A sluggish expression appeared on the young mage's green and tender face, as if a pot of batter had been poured into his brain, covering his entire thinking.

If he was not mistaken, the little guy in front of him, who was grinning at him and dressed in a gothic non-mainstream style, should be the consciousness projection of the 43rd plane of the abyss world that was captured a month ago. In my memory, the last time I saw this guy, it was still a hazy mass of ghosts that couldn't be named, but this time I met it, it was already able to transform into form!

Transformation? In the mythical world of my previous life, it seems that only those thousand-year-old foxes and ten-thousand-year-old ghosts can do super-difficult things!

The young mage shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of all these absurd things in front of him. It's a pity that this will only dazzle him, and when the mottled light and shadow in front of him become clear again, those absurd things should still be there.

Just when the young sorcerer was tortured by the absurd world and wanted to cry, the only remaining sorcerer's apprentice ran in in a panic to report someone's visit.

"See, see, see... I don't want to see anyone today!" The grumpy young mage yelled loudly, with a look of extreme impatience, which frightened that Kokar turned pale and his legs trembled a little.

When Siris saw the "petite and beautiful" girl, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to pull her to love her, but before she could get close, she was forced back by the other party's cute canine teeth.

Seeing the troubled look of the young mage, Siris gave him an annoyed look, stepped forward, and led the mage apprentices down to deal with the group of snakes who had heard the news.

When the living room returned to tranquility again, Li Xun also completed the necessary psychological construction through continuous hypnosis of himself.

"Okay, okay! This is a magical world. It is not impossible to turn a ghost with no distinction of race, type, and gender into a "humanoid" little girl within a month." Li Xun He took a few more deep breaths, and then he reluctantly accepted the status quo.

Once he accepted the facts, Li Xun's brain became active again. Under his careful inspection, some details that he had neglected in the past month or so were re-screened in his mind like watching a movie.

Soon, some usually ambiguous links were quickly spliced ​​together to outline a vague course of events. In addition to the hidden black hole in resources and the abnormal loss of troops, what impressed him most was the cry and mourning of the soul a few days ago.

If he didn't miscalculate, four days ago, when he was trying to prepare for the last spell contest, a node in the soul system suddenly lit up, and a clear soul cry broke out. That was the birth of another advanced soul in the cemetery system, and it was also the first cry of a new soul to the world.

It's a pity that this soul comes and dies quickly.

Before the young mage noticed it, it disappeared for some inexplicable reason, leaving only the last desperate cry.

In the past, the young mage wouldn't think too much about it. At most, it was thought that a certain lucky cemetery creature broke through at the critical moment of life and death on the front line of the war, but it was a pity that the fate was ill-fated, and it was destroyed on the battlefield immediately. But today, facing this devil, the face of a beautiful banshee always appeared in the young mage's mind involuntarily.

The young mage thought a lot, deeply, and his thoughts were so complex that even he felt terrible.

In just a few short fingers, the young mage even just relied on the basic data fed back by the demonic body in front of him, and he chain-sensed a huge and nearly infinite amount of related data and information. The young mage groaned, leaned back and fell back onto the soft sofa, two strands of gray blood snake meandering down from his nostrils.

This is the price he paid for overloading his brain just now. Those excreted are some necrotic brain cells, broken organs and some inexplicable substances. Fortunately, this is a wonderful world of high demons, the world is immersed in it, and the quality and endurance of all aspects of the body are much higher than the earth in the previous life. This kind of brain damage state, which is a loss of consciousness on the earth, is just a minor ailment like a headache and a cold.

The young mage cleared his mind, raised his head and frowned at the arcane puppet possessed by Issa, and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

The multiple eyes on the arcane puppet's head flickered frequently, and a muffled voice said, "Everything I want to say is in front of the master!"

The young mage glanced at the devil's body: "She is what you want? Could it be that the arcane empires in your previous life dealt with plane consciousness in this way? What's the use of her?"

Although the devil girl next to the arcane puppet couldn't understand the common language of Klein Continent, her natural keen perception still made her aware that every word said by this weak human mage in front of her could have a great impact on her own fate. important influence. If you don't answer well, your fate may be...

Thinking of the most tragic possibilities, the demon could not help but grab the metal arm of the arcane puppet in front of him, holding his breath and waiting for the final result.

"She is unique! Even with the richness and power of the Arcane Empire period, she can only destroy or isolate plane consciousness, but cannot modulate and cultivate them in a directional way. Morika is a unique existence in this world!"

"So what about uniqueness?" The young mage's voice suddenly rose an octave: "In this world, who is not unique? What I want to hear is not your praise, but your evaluation! I need to know her What use is it to me? You have to know, you...you "sacrificed" a potential hero of mine who is enough to enter the Hall of Soul! Do you think she can afford it?"

The anger of the young mage finally flared up.

Li Xun's anger was also justified. Since he came to this other world, although countless docile cemetery creatures have propped up the sky for him, it is these cemetery heroes with self-awareness that bring him warmth and relaxation. Therefore, any hero in the cemetery, as well as potential units that may become heroes in the cemetery, are his subordinates and partners that need to be protected.

Perhaps in the heart of the young mage, the value of the latter identity may be even higher.

Why was the war on the 43rd layer of the Abyss a month ago so miserable? In the final analysis, the high-level cemetery with Li Xun as the center protected the heroes of the cemetery to an extremely harsh level, and would rather sacrifice hundreds of middle and high-level troops for this to ensure the safety of the heroes in the cemetery.

Thankfully, the war is won!

The cemetery that wins has everything, and those that lose can be quickly regained. But once it fails...the young mage didn't dare to think about the terrible consequences.

More than once, Li Xun considered that if he could use the cemetery heroes regardless of damage, perhaps most of the demon lords who invaded the chaotic land could be left behind. However, when he thinks of a well-known cemetery hero lying in a pool of blood, his soul returning to the Hall of Summoning Souls, and losing part of his memory, Li Xun feels inexplicably extremely uncomfortable.

You can tell him that "kindness does not lead soldiers", or you can tell him that this is the inevitable process of the rise of the cemetery, but if he can't do it, he can't do it. In Li Xun's heart, there is a line that no one has told. Everything on this side of the line can be discarded, and what is on the other side of the line is what he is unwilling to abandon.

Therefore, he was extremely angry at those behaviors that tested his bottom line. If it weren't for the sliver of reason left in his mind, he would have exploded intolerable!

"She is an indispensable part of the war between the planes!" Xu Shi sensed the master's "anger", and Isa's speech speed also accelerated a bit, sounding a bit harsh.

"Oh? I didn't know that!" Li Xun's black pupils had some pale flames burning deep in them, his cold gaze wandered between the arcane puppet and the devil's body, the impatience in his words could be heard by anyone come out.

And outside of Yisa's perception, Younu, who had been acting mischievously on the top floor of the Arcane Tower, suddenly disappeared and her whereabouts were unknown.

Morika, who knew nothing about the conversation between the iron head and the human mage, was worthy of being a purely spiritual creature. She was extremely sensitive to the atmosphere around her, and immediately understood the murderous intent soaked in peace. She clenched her small fists tightly, and her amber eyes were full of rage, anger and confusion. She stared at the human mage without flinching, baring her teeth continuously, trying to scare him away with intimidation. .

Although Tietou had instilled in her many customs and rules of the human social hierarchy, the demon **** who instinctively took up most of her thinking didn't buy it, and she still preferred to follow her intuition most of the time.

Issa hurriedly stopped the restlessness of the devil's body in his own way, and said to the young mage "sincerely", "Although Morika is weak now, she has a life form that is higher than creatures on all planes." .She will be your right-hand man to carry out plane smuggling, Master!"

"Plane smuggling? Just rely on her?..." The young mage slowly chewed on this unfamiliar vocabulary, the anger in his eyes weakened a bit, but a serious distrust fell firmly on the devil's body .

"According to the basic rules of plane wars, master, if you want to accumulate enough strength to win a plane war, at the current rate of expansion, it will take nearly a hundred years of accumulation." Yisa described it with an exaggerated tone. : "Please note, Your Excellency, the plane war I am talking about refers to the real war between two plane worlds, not what you can compare to by secretly opening up a territory in a lower plane!"

"Then what can she change?"

"The first principle of plane war is to be prepared and unprepared. A plane that is fully prepared for war will often occupy an overwhelming strategic advantage in the first time. At this time, as long as..."

Seeing Issa's long-winded and eloquent posture, the young mage directly interrupted it coldly: "We dare not even raise a flag on the main plane, do you think we are qualified to launch this kind of plane war? "

Issa didn't even make an abrupt move, and turned directly.

"It's because we haven't gained a foothold in the main plane, so if we want to gain benefits from other planes, we can only do it secretly. This is what I want to say about plane smuggling!"

Issa breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the interested expression of the young mage, and began to talk about the basic process of various plane invasions in a teaching-like manner.