The Rise of the Cemetery

Of course, many of the undead couldn't dance at all, so they had no choice but to run to those corpse witches for help.

A simple "Otto Fan Dance" rune emerged, and the guys who gave up their mental resistance immediately transformed into super dancing kings. Each body trembled like a seriously ill patient suffering from malaria, and all the bones in their bodies were shaking and rattling. The two convulsive legs are even twisted to bring out phantoms, one-leg legs, giant swings, leg lifts, head plugs, waist jumping... One by one, the difficult movements are done coherently, and the hip bones are almost condensed into twists.

The death knight Carter, who was wearing thick black and red armor, was so excited that he also danced. The step-by-step puppet dance, swinging steps, and fighting dance steps are performed by it, but it is also full of a kind of ferocious and shocking metal texture. But the craziest thing is Patty the hater, who wears chains and chains and loves to drag others around and dance together. Often after turning twice, the arm still held in the hand is still there, but the dance partner has already turned into a trapeze, flying over the heads of the group of "people" with ear-piercing screams.

At this moment, the huge city square became a super-horrifying midnight nightmare, and all kinds of grotesque undead showed their most casual and heroic side with the aura of scaring people to death. Looking around, you can find all kinds of undead on the dance floor, and all kinds of magical dance steps that have never been seen before also appear one by one.

The fog of war, which is usually used to confuse the enemy's vision, was also manipulated by the Liches to faintly cover the dance scene. Various colorful magic fluorescents were mixed in it, and the square dance was dressed up as a grotesque world of ghosts and ghosts.

Under the illusory and blurred color light rendering, Stratholme became a masquerade party for the undead to revel in all night.

In the sky, a seductive banshee and a blue-breathing banshee hovered and danced. Under the cover of the light tulle skirt, a pair of smooth, tender and long white legs were particularly charming. They chased and played in the sky with their soul-stirring and charming smiles, and swooped down from time to time, blurring their figures and passing through the bodies of countless undead one by one. When playing to the happiest, there will be an impromptu howl of a small banshee, which scares the surrounding dance partners into panic and flees, creating a little disturbance among the "people".

The succubus girl, Helen, shuttled curiously among the grotesque undead one after another. On the tray in her hand was the soul-reviving wine that was most popular among the creatures in the cemetery, but she still preferred another name, "Shina Fanghua".

Today is a wonderful time for the whole Stratholme carnival, and the fat-brained tavern owner drove their new batch of little succubi to come out with trays to sell drinks. But as a newcomer, she felt terrified just by seeing these ferocious undead, and now her usual eloquence was only a little chattering, so how dare she approach her to sell drinks.

The eldest sister, Susan, held the tray high and struggled to squeeze out from the center of the dance floor, not caring that her towering flesh ball was "grabbing" hard on the back of a high-ranking zombie.

"Little Helen, if you don't work harder, be careful that the boss asks you to go to the Nightmare Garden to sell wine!" With a burst of fragrance, Susan blew a kiss to the little succubus, and walked past her with a charming smile. That slender waist, that upturned tun with fine scales, that coquettish and charming debauchery, not to mention mature men, even the little succubus fell into obsession for a moment.

A fat, disgusting kid who could hold twenty Helens, with a rattling chain guillotine, passed by the little succubus. Her ferocious aura scared her back again and again until she encountered a soft body. Only then did I know to stop.

Turning his head and looking back, oh my god, it turned out to be another important figure in the cemetery that he couldn't afford to provoke.

The full-covered burqa made it impossible to see his body at all. Under the empty burqa, there is dense black smoke, as if the undead itself is purely composed of pure dead energy.

It's the undead.

And looking at the exquisite and mysterious golden patterns on the corners of his burqa, it turned out to be a big figure in the Necromancer—the incarnation of Death.

Perhaps today was a day of celebration, and he hadn't taken out the huge death scythe that never left his hand. He lowered his head at this moment, and a pair of gleaming purple flames were carefully staring at the little succubus under the hood.

"My lord, would you like a glass of soul-reviving wine?" Relying on her courage, Helen tried her best to raise the tray high, allowing the other party to clearly see the rippling blue liquid in the crystal glass.

The incarnation of the god of death stared at the little succubus with icy eyes, with a slight chill penetrating his body, almost freezing Helen's petite body on the spot.

"Give me a cup!" The illusory words of the soul suddenly sounded, and then a soul crystal with a mesmerizing colorful glare landed in the arms of the little succubus in an arc, making her flustered for a while before she was able to settle down. Hold on tight.

Helen rubbed the soul crystal carefully and carefully for a few times, sensing the refreshing and peaceful atmosphere inside, then carefully stuffed it into the gap between the chests pushed out by the tight leather jacket, and respectfully picked it up. A cup of soul-reviving wine was presented to Lord Death Incarnate.

This is an innate skill of the succubus family that always makes outsiders feel incredible. No matter what kind of treasure, they can hide it in the gully of the chest wrapped in tight leather clothes with a smile, and it is not obvious from the outside that they are hiding things.

This often makes some spellcasters wonder if they have hidden a small dimensional bag there.

But obviously the incarnation of the god of death in front of him was not interested in exploring these voluptuous topics. He raised the soul-returning wine and drank it all in one gulp, snapped his robe sleeves and walked away. Sure enough, it is worthy of being a clone of the god of death without a body, and even the outstretched palm is composed of smoky black dead air.

Helen, who tasted the sweetness for the first time, immediately became eager to try, straightened her huge breasts that she was proud of, and began to look for the next possible customer among the undead with a captivating smile on her face.

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The demilich Phinya mingled among the undead in the frenzy and passion, spinning freely, using his own personal experience to feel the difference of the cemetery city in front of him bit by bit.

The tall and majestic undead-style buildings, the magic towers that tower into the clouds, and all kinds of undead shuttle back and forth, all of which make it vaguely agree with and envy. The depression that he had just lost his human body was slowly fading away, and a desire for a new way of life slowly ignited in his heart, which gave him such a rare hope for the future.

Shuttle through the flow of "people", Finia strolled to the gate of a garden surrounded by iron fences. It seems that I heard someone whispering just now that this place is called the Nightmare Garden, and it is a taboo place for Liches to cultivate special plants and weird varieties. If it wasn't for today's celebration, the city hall would not have opened it up so boldly, allowing the undead to come in and play at will.

However, the undead who entered the Nightmare Garden were told that they must never step out of the stone path for half a step, let alone get too close to any plants inside, no matter how delicate they look. Otherwise, the Lich Committee will refuse to take responsibility for all the consequences arising therefrom.

These warning words could not help arousing Finia's interest even more.

Seriously speaking, before becoming a demilich, Finia still had the title of mid-level pharmacist on his head. If he hadn't been in a wandering life for the past hundred years and couldn't calm down to study pharmacy, I'm afraid he would be a high-level pharmacist respected by everyone by now.

You must know that in Klein Continent, any auxiliary profession is extremely difficult to improve. Whether it is those enchanters, alchemists, formation masters, or pharmacists like Finia, as long as they rise to a high level, they are rare talents that all major organizations are eager for. However, his love for the dark curse since he was a child made Finia give up some bright futures early on, and set foot on the path of no return as a necromancer.

With a touch of melancholy, Finia walked slowly into this mysterious and unpredictable nightmare garden.

This is a magical place that is almost similar to a human noble garden. The winding stone path under the feet is 5 meters wide, enough for most types of undead to walk through here. On both sides of the path are fields divided by intervals, in which various strange plants are planted.

As expected of a mid-level pharmacist, Finia was able to recognize the plants inside at a glance.

The Nightmare Garden is indeed a Nightmare Garden, there are not many normal varieties of plants planted in it, most of them are vicious and evil bloodthirsty plants and mutant species. In human society, they are all terrible guys that need to be eradicated.

Laughing Mushroom, Vampire Vine, Piranha, Sunflower, Konjac Grass, Snakehead Fungus, Dryad, Flower Spirit...

Some of these plants are gregarious.

Like the Laughing Mushroom, it is a small red mushroom shape, with a few slender dark spots on the umbrella surface, which looks like a human smiling face sketched by a child. Once they smell popularity, they will stretch out their delicate hands and feet as if activated, and gather together to make a sound like a child's cry, which looks quite cute.

But once a human being is confused by them and walks into them, they will create a mysterious dream like an illusion, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Don't look at their cute appearance, they are carnivorous!

There are also some plants here that are solitary, and there is only one solitary tree in the huge field. Like the dryad, it is such a terrible plant. They don't need partners to survive, and all other plants will be deprived of their vitality in the areas where they parasitize, and eventually wither and wither.

However, the dryads planted here are obviously juveniles, and once they grow up, they will become intelligent creatures in humanoid form. The handsome man and the charming woman have natural charm spells. They hide in the depths of the forest and belong to the forest fairies.

However, there are also many mysterious plants that Phinya has never seen in the Nightmare Garden.

It was a densely packed pale yellow flower, the pink and tender petals were slightly closed, swaying slowly in the breeze, nothing special could be seen. However, when Finia leaned over slightly to take a closer look, he was horrified to find that there was a human face with similar eyebrows inside each closed petal.

The old, the young, the male, the female, the beautiful, the ugly... all faces are clearly visible, and their appearances are different, but the only thing in common is that they all have their eyes closed.

Please forgive Finia for using "they" here, because the sleeping faces in these petals are so realistic that it gave the demilich the illusion that they are the incarnations of real humans.

Finia looked up in horror, and saw a large area of ​​lush flowers, but inexplicably gave him a cold and strange feeling. As the breeze blew, there were bursts of whispering noises, and these people seemed to be talking secretly about something.

Perhaps this is not an illusion!

Finia took two quick steps and left the creepy field. He had a feeling that once those people opened their eyes, something terrible would happen.