The Rise of the Cemetery

A solitary peak and cliff 70 miles northwest of Hidden Valley.

The dark clouds in the sky are rolling, and the icy wind is icy cold, blowing through the cracks in the stones, making a sharp and piercing whistle.

A man-shaped statue made of steel stands on a lonely peak, sitting proudly on top of an extremely handsome nightmare beast, facing the cold wind, silently looking down at the vast land in front of him. The gray and vicissitudes of long hair fluttered out from the hideous helmet, and, like the scarlet cloak behind it, fluttered and fluttered in the cold wind.

"You came!"

A well-timed greeting of flat, uninspired enthusiasm revealed that the statue was still a living thing. At the same time, ten meters away from the Nightmare Knight, a vague human figure gradually emerged.

"My lord Alsace, it has been confirmed. The legendary Lich Sarzastan is in the valley at the moment, and the person in charge of guarding the valley's periphery is the old acquaintance, the Dark Master. But his appearance has changed a lot now. !" Oro couldn't help muttering a few words, but seeing that the adults in front of him were not interested in this topic, he had to jump to the most critical point: "What is certain is that they must be messing around in the valley for an hour. The ex-skeleton mage Haka has already confirmed it secretly, it is full of violent space fluctuations, it is very likely to be related to something like the space magic circle!"

"Space magic circle?" Alsace's body, which has never been easy for a long time, finally made a movement, and a cold light burst out in his eyes overlooking the valley: "Is the scale big? Can it form a permanent transmission channel? Is there any possibility of destruction?..."

"Uh...don't worry, Master Alsace! Haka reported that it is absolutely impossible to establish a stable space channel with that level of space fluctuation, and it is more likely to be a temporary space crack. It really needs to be transformed into a permanent type." The gate of the plane, I am afraid that the spatial fluctuations have long been unable to cover up."

As the sentinel probing Oro, his words are quite credible. Alsace really didn't understand something as mysterious as the magic circle, so he could only take their opinions. However, in his own defense zone, the enemy actually fiddled with such a thing, obviously preparing for the big move in the future.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a legendary lich with unpredictable strength inside, I'm afraid he would have marched straight in at this moment, leading the Ebon Blade Knights to directly smash the enemy's lair with the momentum of plowing the courtyard.

With the continuous development of the Ebon Blade Knights and the emergence of heroes in the cemetery, all ambitious cemetery heroes feel a sense of urgency and lack of time. Even the Gorefiend has already passed the threshold of level 16, and may even climb to level 17 in the near future, so it is no less than one for Alsace, Farina, Kel'Thuzad, and Parkwick who are closely behind him. Kind of spur.

Farina also joined the expedition team without hesitation. It is conceivable that when she sees her next time, she will either be a pile of bones, or she will have crossed this threshold and rejoined the first battle order in the cemetery.

This is a gamble, and it is also a struggle. The bet is one's own life and one's future.

At this moment when the development of the Necropolis has entered the fast lane, all the out-of-date guys will be left far behind. Becoming a lonely hero defending the city, this kind of life is not what Alsace expected.

Most of the time, the life he looks forward to is commanding thousands of troops, facing the torrent of magic spells, stepping on mountains of enemy corpses, and galloping on the bloody and brutal battlefield.

charge charge charge...

The fate of a knight lies on the back of the horse, in the shadow of swords and swords. This is the path he chooses, and it is also his final destination.

However, with the development and growth of the Necropolis, the enemies it faces are also increasing and becoming stronger. In fact, to be more accurate, it should be that the scope of predation in the necropolis is expanding, and there are more and more enemies that can be included in its recipe.

Once upon a time, any high-level undead among the enemies of the undead world needed the great cemetery to do their best. At this moment, except for the legendary strong who dare not say that they are sure to win, even the ordinary holy rank strong have entered the cemetery city sequence of conquests.

According to the news from several companions, some time ago, even a strong man at the demigod level had been in contact with the cemetery, and it was indeed as powerful and terrifying as it was speculated.

This undoubtedly aggravates the urgency of accelerating the evolution of the heroes in the cemetery. Now the large cemetery is under the peaceful water surface, but there are undercurrents and rough waves. Every hero in the cemetery is holding back their energy to search for resources, so as to preemptively occupy the most powerful position in the subsequent great development.

Alsace also visited the hidden treasure store in the Undercity, and many of the treasures that are very attractive to him are now unavailable. This unattainable hunger and thirst stimulates his soul all the time, giving him the urge to travel thousands of miles to search for these rare treasures.

Xu Shi sensed the anxiety in his mind, and the Nightmare Beast under his crotch raised its head and hissed softly, spewing sparks from its nostrils, and lifted its front hoof to lightly scratch the ground a few times. Alsace took off the iron gauntlet, and comforted his partner's long neck with his big hand, and also calmed his fluctuating mood.

"Let's go back to the camp first!" Alsace clapped his big hands, and the nightmare orc under his crotch stood up, turned around and galloped down the mountain with a long hiss. Although the Nightmare Beast doesn't have the void-running ability of the headless horseman's undead black horse, it can handle such a 60-degree steep hillside without any problem. Even running on it, the Nightmare Beast naturally carried a fierceness and ferocity like rushing to the battlefield.

The Knights of the Ebon Blade are currently camping on a hill 30 miles away. Under the leadership of the elite death knights, teams of undead knights are practicing cavalry over and over again, such as group charge, separate advance, and separate attack. Required training subjects. And as the servant army of the Knights of the Ebon Blade, a huge army of lickers is working hard. Either collect scattered gravel and rocks to form the outline of the camp, or look out at several nearby highlands, or act as some imaginary enemies and cooperate with the undead knights for training.

Above the sky, some Lichs accompanying the team were sitting on the Bat Demon, patrolling the movements within a ten-mile radius and ensuring the air defense safety of the camp.

The nightmare beast under Alsace's crotch rolled up a cloud of smoke, quickly passed the outer defense zone, passed through the training area, and stopped directly in front of a grand tent in the center of the camp. Flying above the large tent is a gorgeous and exquisite banner, on which is the symbolic weapon of Alsace, Frostmourne.

The four death knights standing guard in front of the big tent held their swords in one hand and bowed to salute their leader. With a servant in the dust, Alsace simply tapped the armor on his chest as a reward, and stepped into the big tent.

On a simple but sturdy wooden table, a huge topographical map was spread out, and a staggeringly strong and generous undead knight was crouching on it, constantly sketching something.

Hearing footsteps, the undead knight turned around.

What a face!

With dense centipede-like stitches and crooked cut surfaces, the entire face seems to be a human face jigsaw puzzle made up of more than a dozen different corpse parts. The sutures were too rough and wild, and many joints were not tightly fitted, exposing the thick bones and wriggling corpses inside.

Putting such a face on Klein Continent, it would definitely scare countless mountain peasants to death out of thin air.

Seeing that the captain came back, the monster knight grinned, revealing a mouth full of crocodile-like sharp teeth.

"Scarface, cancel the attack plan!"

"What's the matter, boss? The team is almost assembled!"

"That old monster is inside, if you want to crash into the arms of a legendary lich, I can fulfill you!"

"Uh... let's forget it then!"

Scarface, as the deputy head of the Black Blade Knights, is obviously quite familiar with Alsace, not only dares to question the orders of the head, but also has his own opinions, which is obviously very different from those undead knights who obey orders . As a level 6 undead knight who has awakened his soul consciousness, he has been different from the beginning of entering the Ebon Blade Knights, and he was quickly appreciated by Alsace and promoted to a regiment of the Ebon Blade Knights vice.

You must know that there are many experienced high-level death knights who have no competition for this position, but he sat on it as a low-level bone horse knight. Of course, this became the reason for the dissatisfaction of many death knights, so this bone horse knight who was looked at differently by Alsace showed his specialty in full view.

Fighting alone, he may not be the opponent of any death knight, but if he leads the same small team of death knights, he can always overwhelm any death knight team with the same strength. Even Alsace is full of praise for Scarface's talent in knight battle formation and formation combination. He has an extraordinary keen intuition and the ability to capture fighters for any gaps and flaws in the enemy's charge array.

In many cases, this intuition even overrides knowledge and skills, and can be attributed to the ranks of talents.

So after overturning three teams of death knights who came to challenge him, he sat firmly in the position of the deputy of the Black Blade Knights.

Today's Knights of the Black Blade has expanded to 1,500 members, and the number of members is still increasing. However, after careful deduction and screening by Alsace and Scarface, the basic quota of the Ebon Blade Knights was set at 1,000 people, and 200 people were reserved as a reserve.

This route of elite soldiers undoubtedly increased the internal competition of the Ebon Blade Knights, and also improved its combat effectiveness. Many low-level bone horse knights and dark knights who mixed in at the beginning of its creation to make up for it were eliminated and sent to various cemetery cities to join the ranks of the garrison.

With Li Xun's strong support, he even equipped the Black Blade Knights with twice the size of the Licker's servant army, and a 50-man accompanying Lich. This made the Ebon Blade Knights the first formal army in the Necropolis to set up its own flag and designation.

This point, even the level 20 Sir Gai did not enjoy it. At this moment, Silgay may have his own banner and plane, but he doesn't have a troop number that can be recognized by the entire cemetery. This means that he is still just a demon lord who has accepted the incorporation, and his personal identity has always been wandering between the demon lord and the hero of the cemetery.

If Xier Gai could completely rule the abyss plane, it might not be impossible to organize a pure demon army, but now, he is still just a demon lord.