The Rise of the Cemetery

Possessing a human body is the only way for Li Xun to retain his human nature. Once even this layer of ties disappeared, he didn't know what he would become in the future.

So this soul energy must not stay.

However, he had tried many methods in the Undercity before, but none of them could effectively get rid of this illusory dead air. Even Farina, the Prophet of Death who was famous for playing ghosts, was helpless. Only the necromancer Kel'Thuzad asserted after research that this death aura might be related to this war of planes.

In a war of planes, nearly a million creatures were slaughtered successively on the entire battlefield. The soaring resentment has its own cause and effect, so Li Xun, the master of the cemetery, undoubtedly bears most of it. This is not something that can be eliminated by ordinary undead spells. It can only be slowly absorbed by Li Xun over a long period of time, or allowed to dissipate naturally.

Although Li Xun accepted this explanation, he really couldn't tolerate such a passive solution, so he could only find a way to solve this problem by himself.

The water in the pool is rippling, and the curling water vapor rises slowly, bringing the bathroom into a fantasy world.

Li Xun raised his right hand, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it slowly. This is the hand of a human male with crystal-clear complexion, delicate and fair skin. Xu Shi has been surrounded by the magical atmosphere all year round, and his slender fingers are so white and tender that he feels a little dazzled, and the surface is slightly reflected with a faint fluorescence. The palm is slightly bent and stretched, and although the sense of power fed back to the body is not great, it is surprisingly stable and precise.

But when Li Xun's eyes fell on the rippling pool water, he couldn't help frowning.

The originally clear and warm pool water was inexplicably overflowing with rich blood, layer upon layer, as if there was a huge breach in Li Xun's delicate body, and blood was continuously overflowing. But when he closed his eyes slightly and slowly raised his energy, this inexplicable illusion would suddenly disappear again. But as long as his mental strength relaxes a little, the pungent blood will overflow his body again.

Closing his eyes and meditating quietly, Li Xun always had the thrilling feeling of being soaked in boundless blood.

The inexplicable, vaguely mournful singing voice lingered in my ears, as if a beautiful woman was singing affectionately behind her. But when he concentrated on listening carefully, the singing gradually faded away, and it was always hazy and hard to hear clearly.

Damn, auditory hallucinations are coming too!

Li Xun cursed irritably, stretched out his hand and splashed the water in the pool in front of him.

She has even experienced the most sinister and fierce resentment banshee's seductive dance, and now there is such a low-level ghost voice, which is simply unreasonable!

Of course, all the scenes that just appeared are illusory, just the emotional guidance that is naturally changed by the combination of the overly strong negative energy atmosphere and the surrounding environment. Therefore, in the final analysis, all visual and auditory hallucinations were imagined by Li Xun himself, and the negative energy around him only played a guiding and inducing role.

As a result, Li Xun began to suffer greatly from the complicated experience of being a human being in two lifetimes and his overactive and jumpy brain. As long as he relaxes a little, all kinds of weird, gloomy, and evil scenes will appear around him one after another. Although Li Xun's brain clearly told him that this was all false, it still required extraordinary courage to let him drink the bloody wine and eat the delicious veal tenderloin swarmed with maggots.

In just two days, the majestic master of the cemetery, who was tormented by the simplest sense of treachery, lost a whole circle of weight.

Now not only when he is awake, the hallucinations will inexplicably make him feel like he is in the Nine Nether Hell, even in his sleep, all kinds of horrific nightmares have become his daily routine.

This made him hide in the secret room alone, never daring to go out again, and even Siris could only have a brief conversation with him through the soul system. Only in this well-protected secret room of the Arcane Tower can the soul breath around him be suppressed to the lowest level of activity. Once he leaves the Arcane Tower, with the strength of the negative energy field around him, I am afraid that ghosts within a radius of ten miles Ghosts will be attracted.

After suffering silently for two days, Li Xun finally couldn't bear it any longer. With bloodshot eyes, he held his head and began to think hard about the solution.

This kind of dense soul breath can only be seen in real terms if he has a panorama. If it were an ordinary person, he would only feel a little chilly around him, and then inexplicably emanated from the bottom of his heart. Cold feeling.

Ordinary people without magical protection stayed by his side for a long time, and there was a real danger of their vitality slowly draining away.

Even the masters of necromancy, the necromancers Kel'Thuzad and Karthus, the dead song, cannot see the existence of this soul breath with the naked eye, and the ghost master Farina, the death prophet, just instinctively feels that the master is beside him. There is a certain sweetness and delicacy, but the root cause cannot be explained clearly.

So going around in a big circle, if you want to solve the problem, you can only rely on yourself.

Since outsiders can't detect it, and only one's own panorama can get a glimpse of it, it seems that the only solution lies in the panorama.

When Li Xun runs the panorama with all his strength, all the scenes within 160 meters around him are truly presented in his mind. This of course also includes the lingering soul breath. However, in his perception of the panorama, this kind of thing is not gas, but blurred human faces.

These translucent faces quietly surrounded Li Xun, watching him silently, expressionless. Because there are too many and too dense faces, they are densely stacked together, and at a rough glance, they look like clouds of dense white mist.

Ghost and resentful ghost?

I have seen this kind of thing a lot, and my subordinates are even more numerous, so it is impossible to achieve such a ghastly effect.

Banshee Revenant?

Judging from their form, they are somewhat reliable, but they are still too different from the banshees under him.

If he insisted on categorizing them, Li Xun felt that the karma in the myth of ghosts and ghosts in his previous life was the most suitable for his current state. But now he is not in the mood to look back at those karma loops and good and evil retribution, but ponder over the origin of these things over and over again.

This kind of thing can be said to be the product of chance.

The two clans of undead and demons fought against each other. Of course, there were not a few creatures who died on the spot under the heinous slaughter. If there is a theory of causality, it would make sense to report it to oneself. After all, the entire conquest of the planes was planned and implemented by the next step. It's normal to get such a result after planting the cause yourself.

But in this magical and treacherous world of high demons, there are many "people" like me who do this. Could it be that they are all haunted by evil spirits and have trouble sleeping and eating?

Slowly thinking back, the many abyss lords and demon lords in the abyss world seem to be acting strangely and abnormally, and almost none of them can be called normal. Could it be that they were really driven crazy by karma, into evil?

However, according to the abyss demons themselves, their behavior is appreciated by the will of the abyss, and it is a kind of blessing from the abyss that is widely sought after. Being able to let their strength advance by leaps and bounds and overpowering others is a status symbol!

The information revealed here made Li Xun's thoughts turn to the will of the abyss.

Could this ghost thing be related to the will of the abyss?

Abyss will, this is a taboo name in the endless abyss world. If your status does not reach a certain level, you are not worthy of mentioning this name at all. And this status level usually refers to the abyss lord, demon lord, devil's son and the like. For these guys who rank among the rulers of the abyss world, pleasing the will of the abyss and obtaining gifts from the abyss are their only concerns. As for the various evil deeds that are widely praised by the world, they are just games when they are bored.

And the thing that can make the will of the abyss happy is crazy killing. In addition to the massacre inside the abyss, it is undoubtedly more pleasing to the will of the abyss to go to an outer plane to do a massacre. Of course, if you have the ability to pull a complete plane into the evil abyss world sequence, then the abyss gifts you get are enough to allow you to step into the ranks of legendary demons, or even demigod demons, and become one of the rulers of the abyss demons .

So anything linked to the will of the abyss will inevitably be related to killing.

This fits perfectly!

Are these ghost things the so-called gift from the abyss? Is it just that I have no luck to enjoy it?

Li Xun couldn't help thinking wildly.

Several times Li Xun wanted to call the soul guard Sir Gai to ask him, but he gave up in an instant. Silgay is indeed an abyssal demon, but at his level, he can hardly even handle the consciousness of a plane, and he has no chance and ability to touch the will of the abyss at a higher level, so it is useless to ask.

If it is really a gift from the abyss, then it must be absorbable.

In the process of being promoted from level 15 to level 16, I obviously absorbed part of it, but due to the limitation of my overall strength, I couldn't directly absorb the rest.

Struggling to level up? I don't have that much time!

So how can we assimilate them with other things?

Li Xun held his head and thought hard.

Let's do an experiment first!

Li Xun turned his palm over, and a small flame appeared out of nowhere in his palm. With the slow injection of elemental mana, the small flame began to grow and expand slowly, and soon a standard "fireball" hovered in front of him.

Li Xun urged the fireball to slowly approach the weird faces around him, and the two soon overlapped. Through the panorama, Li Xun can clearly see that the face has not changed in any way. Even if the spatial positions have overlapped, they seem to be in different spatial dimensions and have nothing to do with each other.

Li Xun increased the intensity of the fireball again. The color inside the fireball had already changed from crimson to deep purple, and the intensity soon approached that of the bursting fireball. Even so, the grimace engulfed in the magic flame remained unchanged.

Li Xun sighed, waved away the fireball that was on the verge of bursting, and gently rubbed his forehead.

In any case, it can already be determined that these ghost faces are not made of magic elements, otherwise it is impossible to cause no elemental fluctuations in another extremely rich elemental core.

If it's not an element, then its form of existence is even more weird!