The Rise of the Cemetery

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Halfus, who came riding the night wind, was like an alien version of Gundam soaring into the sky.

Mysterious astral matter poured out of the void continuously, turning into pieces of metal components that shone with faint blue light and splicing them on Halfus' body. Soon, Halfus, who was still in human form just now, was wrapped in a thick and dense astral structure.

This is the evolutionary path Halfers chose for himself.

Assimilate part of the astral matter with a strong will, and then in turn strengthen his weak body. This kind of evolutionary method has the same goal as those companions who have fused with different kinds of monsters and mutated plants. They all eventually walk towards the inhuman road of giving up their human bodies and strengthening themselves infinitely.

Yosashi, who was staying in the rock battle fortress, chose to fuse with an extremely rare tentacle monster, so the person who made himself a ghost was neither human nor ghost. Fortunately, the wizarding world pays attention to strength, and never judges a wizard by appearance.

Perhaps this is also a kind of sadness for the short-lived species of human beings!

They obviously have wisdom and creativity far beyond that of ordinary races, but they often die halfway because of the shortness and fragility of their lives. In order to change their destiny, countless human beings who have mastered extraordinary powers finally embarked on the road of no return to transform and mutate themselves.

The small town of Pala is not far from the Rock War Fort, and it is only eleven or twelve miles away. But when Halves Yufeng arrived here, the town had already become a purgatory on earth, a paradise for the undead.

The pitiful and wailing screams were endless, and the ignited house had already burned half of the sky red, and even the moon in the sky was smeared with a thick layer of blood.

The usually bustling streets and alleys are now occupied by groups of howling zombies, mummies, and skeletons. They chased the surviving people, threw them to the ground, and began to enjoy a blood feast of unusually bloody and delicious flesh on the spot.

The residents of the small town had no way of resisting these terrifying zombies that had no pain, no fear of any sharp weapon, but were infinitely powerful. However, several entrances and exits on the outskirts of the town have been completely occupied by this group of terrifying guys, blocking all their escape routes.

So, they could only cry, shout, and die...

At this time, the only people in the town with a certain combat power were the wizards and guards who came to Paran Town to enjoy themselves. Following the wizards all the year round to hunt and kill the weird monsters in the wild jungle has given them a certain immunity to such monsters, at least they will not be so scared that they can't even hold a wooden stick like the townspeople when they see zombies.

They occupied a certain strong house or courtyard, and fought hard against the endless stream of corpses inside, becoming the few pure lands in the town that have not completely fallen.

Under the bloody moonlight, Halfus even saw the soaring torch and violent roar from the witchcraft fireball in a corner of the town.

Uh, there are still low-level wizards coming here to enjoy themselves?

Halfus couldn't help turning his eyes there curiously.

It was a two-story solid wooden building. A group of terrified mortals were gathering on the corridor on the second floor, blocking the stairs leading to the second floor with extremely simple tables, chairs and benches, and densely packed like wriggling mudslides. zombies are fighting. It's a pity that they are poorly equipped. The table legs and wooden sticks in their hands can't inflict fatal damage to the zombies.

The sorcerer who sent out the witchcraft fireball was closely guarded by people behind him, his face was still pale, and his lips were trembling, chanting strange witchcraft spells.

A one-ring wizard can't control a broomstick or a magic carpet, otherwise he would have turned around and fled this dangerous situation long ago!

Another crimson fireball the size of a human head exploded among the corpses, instantly igniting a dozen zombies into human-shaped torches. This insignificant achievement instantly ignited the confidence of everyone present, and all the survivors howled excitedly, wishing that the wizards they guarded could show their supernatural power and send out a hundred or so fireballs in one breath, blowing them from the ground. The terrible corpses that crawled out were reduced to ashes.

Only Halfus, who was alone at a high altitude, could clearly see that the violent roar of continuous explosions had drawn out countless vigorous and agile figures hiding in the darkness. This is a terrifying undead creature like a living corpse. They don't have the rigid and decayed limbs of zombies and mummy, but they have the agility of a cheetah.

They climb over walls as if walking on flat ground, and pass through houses and transfers like flying.

After rushing out of the shadows, they jumped freely on the burning house all the way, and quickly approached the flesh and blood battlefield full of confidence in a short period of time.

There was no need for the rugged and narrow staircase, just a little leverage on the thick pillars and vertical walls, and the group of living corpses rushed into the last surviving town residents.

They don't care about the stabbing of wooden sticks and spears in human hands at all, and they don't care about the wounds on their bodies. He even twisted his body crazily to let the spear point pass through his body, then cut open the attacker's chest with the sharp black ghost claws, twisted off their heads, tore off their limbs, and chewed them wantonly in his mouth.

Faced with this situation, the morale of this group of mortals who had not received the slightest training quickly collapsed. Fear has far exceeded the limit of their tolerance. Some people laughed or wailed loudly, some people began to look for places to hide, and some people knelt on the ground, praying to the witch god or any other powerful existence for salvation...

However, until they were thrown down by the living corpses and torn to pieces, no miracle happened to this unbearable purgatory on earth.

Looking at the tragedy that happened in front of him, Halfus didn't have any intention of helping. Even when the low-level wizard was forced to cry in a corner of the room by the living corpse, he stood there with a cold face, motionless.

"Come out, undead! I can smell the strong stench of corpses on your bodies even ten miles away." Halfus said coldly.

There is no need to put on airs, under the crimson and cold moonlight, Halfus's body is glowing with a colder and more intense metallic luster, standing firmly in the void like a demon god.

"You wizards are really a group of ruthless fellows, and you actually watched the demise of your own kind without making any changes! But I'm really curious, can this substance outside your body really guarantee your safety?" A spirit shaking the void Waves suddenly sounded in the small town.

Immediately, a strange undead knight riding on a terrifying undead black horse rushed into the sky.

Yes, this undead knight rode on the undead black horse, stepped on the empty void, and rushed up!

Moreover, the four hooves, eye sockets, and tail of this undead black horse were all burning with strange green and beating flames. This kind of flame not only cannot bring people the slightest warmth, but also makes everyone who sees it feel a cold feeling in their hearts for no reason.

Royal horses volleying, icy green flames, undead knights...

The combination of these pieces of information is enough to piece together a bad message in Halfers' mind.

Intruder!

This is one of the intruders that the major wizarding organizations have vigorously suppressed before!

Although Halfers has been guarding here alone for more than ten years, he still has enough understanding of the latest news that has caused a sensation in the wizarding world. According to the information he obtained, the body of the intruder was destroyed by a legendary wizard, and only one head escaped. But now it seems that it has fully recovered. Even Halfus, who is already an 8th-ring great wizard, dare not ignore the coagulation aura it reveals.

However, what Halves paid more attention to was another piece of information. This terrifying undead was rescued by his companions. And its companions are the famous "Shadow Queen" and "Death Singer"!

Could it be that the scene under their feet is a trap they have set up, intending to lure themselves out and kill them?

Thinking of this, Halfus became more vigilant, and the huge mental fluctuations scanned every inch of ground under his feet slowly and frequently.

As a psychic who grew up in the world of wizards, Halfus has a powerful spiritual power far beyond that of ordinary people. He can ignore the void and communicate with the vast sea of ​​stars, and obtain his own source of power from there. His most common way of fighting is the astral structure driven by spiritual power, a strange structure composed of spiritual power combined with some mysterious astral substance.

If you add that Halfus has already put on the mysterious star suit all over his body, his enemies will face the attacks of two medium-sized astral constructs at the same time, and one of the astral constructs hides an astral figure as high as 8 The scary wizard of the ring.

Since he couldn't find the hidden opponent in advance, Halfus could only vent all his anger on the headless horseman in front of him.

With the hands of the Halfus metal man raised high, the bright and charming vast starlight poured out from his hands, slowly gathered in front of him, and gradually solidified into a metal structure in the shape of an octopus.

The appearance of this metal structure clearly looks like an all-metal structure, with eight sharp and sharp jointed limbs stepping on the void and standing still, moving lightly like a dragonfly treading water without breaking. The main body of the disc-shaped body is covered with metal thorns of different sizes and thicknesses, and the tips of a pair of small and flexible metal tentacles have compound weird eyes.

Some theoretical concepts in ordinary people's minds appear a bit nondescript when they fall on this pair of compound eyes. Looking at its 360-degree posture of frequently scanning the surroundings without dead ends, where is there a little stiffness and rigidity of metal objects?

In addition to the four pairs of jointed limbs under the body of the astral structure, there are two thick humanoid metal arms on both sides of the body, with stars shining on the top, which can be transformed into various combat weapons at any time according to the owner's will.

Although the concept of life and death was gone, the headless horseman Celti still sighed silently.

The world of wizards is indeed a world of wizards, and its fantasy is far superior to the plane of Klein, which has already systematized the power of magic. Although it is not comparable to Klein's creations of the same level in terms of absolute power, it is more confusing and unpredictable in terms of tactics.

It seems that this metal block is his opponent.

With a self-deprecating sneer, Celti urged the dark horse of the undead to charge.