The Rise of the Cemetery

(Today is the birthday of the book friend Xiaolong. Let’s congratulate him together. Make up for it.)

"It seems that you two need to make an appearance!"

Li Xun smiled coldly, and gave orders to the two brightest nodes in the soul system.

As a result, an invisible storm once again set off on the decisive battlefield.

The violent hurricane like a mountain tsunami wrapped the huge and heavy body of the undead flying dragon Moam, breaking through the cloudy sky like a mountain, revealing his hideous and terrifying figure in front of the kings.

The huge fleshy wings whipped up a violent wind, blowing and rolling the fist-sized rocks on the peak.

With a muffled "boom", the "perfect" landed Necromancer smashed a deep hole in the ground, and then landed smoothly on its own mountain.

The resounding dragon chant immediately shook the sky, and Moam folded his wings and straightened his body, showing his majestic and domineering side.

The complex expressions in the eyes of the kings can be clearly seen from dozens of miles away.

For this corpse dragon who was the first to take refuge in outsiders, the kings obviously lost the intimacy and harmony of the past, and instead carefully looked at its changes without any trace.

It can be seen that Moam still retains great autonomy of the soul, and there are not too many soul constraints and contract stagnation in it. Could it be that the group of alien undead gave such freedom to an undead king with confidence?

Just when all the kings were discussing, the eternal leaden gray dark clouds in the sky suddenly turned fiery red, as if the entire sky was on fire.

Directly above a vacant mountain peak, the red Huoshao cloud suddenly swirled and fell like a funnel whirlpool. A tall and stalwart flame figure is flapping its flame-shrouded wings, stepping out of the void from the eye of the vortex, and slowly stepping onto the peak.

The scorching flames, the tumbling heat waves, and the extreme high temperature melted the top of the mountain where the fiery figure stood like hot wax. The scorching hot magma continuously poured down from the peak, and it only took a few fingers to transform it into a molten volcano with sparks splashing and black smoke.

Behind the soul guard Sirgai, the lord of Ballow's flame demon, a flame throne rose just right behind him, perfectly supporting his majestic and sturdy body and his majestic aura.

"How many years have we not seen such a powerful abyssal demon? With such a domineering momentum and strength, it seems that it is at least a Balrog Lord!" The most knowledgeable Eye of the Stars couldn't help sighing leisurely.

Needless to say, the undead kings present all heard some implication.

It seems that the outsiders in front of them also have considerable power in the abyss world, otherwise it would be impossible to subdue a chaotic and evil violent demon lord.

Therefore, the weight of the Great Cemetery in the minds of the undead kings has increased again.

Although the two legends appeared to be impressive enough, but if they really had to fight, they might still not be able to match the ten undead kings and double-digit holy-rank subordinates present.

Just when there was still disdain in the words of some kings, the sky on the decisive battlefield really burst.

The sky, which was still red clouds just now, was clear at this moment, and all the dark clouds were thrown into the sky at an extreme speed under the wind of an invisible hurricane. The boundary membrane of the plane is like a piece of cloth that is constantly being stretched, and it is getting thinner and thinner, becoming translucent.

Through the thin boundary membrane, one can barely see a huge spier beyond imagination crushing the void of the undead world step by step, looking like it wants to squeeze in.

There was a crisp crackling sound from the spiritual level, and the boundary membrane shattered.

Since the disappearance of the origin of the plane, the world structure of the undead world has not been so stable. This time, it was barbarously barged in by a colossus again, and the sky near the battlefield was completely shattered.

The violent void hurricane swept through the space of nearly a hundred miles around the broken point in an instant. Wherever the invisible but tangible wind blade blows, more than half a meter of the ground will be cut off out of thin air. Even the huge rock block the size of a millstone was blown and rolled non-stop, and sparks were still flying from it.

The floating soil, sandstone, and rock blocks on the large area of ​​the ground were all blown away, revealing the rock formations and mountain skeletons that shone with metallic luster.

And under the cover of the violent and raging void storm, an arcane tower as stable as Mount Tai was suspended in the air under the cover of countless transparent force field walls and magic protection.

The Arcane Tower can ignore the blowing of the void hurricane, and the undead king is naturally no problem, but those many holy undead are in bad luck.

Many of the smaller undead were swept up in the air by the wild hurricane before they could even howl, and were thrown out in a staggering way. Some clever undead tried their best to insert their weapons into the rock formation, and their entire bodies were blown into the air. If they hadn't held on to this last bit of evidence, they might have been swept into the sky.

Some zombie-like brainless guys had an instinctive attack, howled and ran to some leeward places, and burrowed into the ground desperately.

For a moment, the entire holy rank guards of the undead king were thrown into a panic and panicked.

Although they will not die under this level of "attack", it is inevitable that they will have bruised noses and swollen faces, and lose their armor and armor, which will directly set back the gloomy atmosphere created by the undead kings!

After all, the world of the undead is a declining plane, and it is particularly difficult to bridge the boundary membrane of the plane. It wasn't until two hours later that the big opening that was broken by the Arcane Tower slowly closed.

The kings were dead silent, and no one was interested in talking and discussing anymore.

The undead world originally believed in power and violence, and there was not a single person with a pure nature present. Therefore, in the face of the terrifying strength displayed by the enemy bit by bit, all the kings lost their previous careful thinking about stabilizing each other.

Two undead kings plus a legendary demon lord, this kind of strength is not too weak. But as long as the undead kings are willing to form a group, they can still eat each other with the same enemy. But the entry of the Arcane Tower turned the previous situation upside down.

If there is a real fight, a legend with the backing of a magic tower will not be a problem against two or three opponents of the same level. If the opponent has any hidden reinforcements, maybe the Alliance of Kings may be overthrown by the opponent!

Just when all the kings were silently thinking about their thoughts, a green light flashed across the distant sky, and Kern came!

It's still that mysterious and unpredictable multicolored cloud mystery, which makes it impossible for people to peep into its body. But the mighty, powerful and pure death energy on the opponent's body surface clearly showed his identity as the king of the undead.

The Skeleton King, who had been standing still in the center of the battlefield, finally raised his head. The originally scarlet and condensed soul fire in the empty eye sockets had been replaced by a silver light, and an unprecedented murderous intent instantly hit Kern's heart.

Well? I haven't seen him for a few days, and the other party has improved so much!

Kern also became solemn and cautious.

Originally, with its strength, if it really had to fight with all its strength, it would be able to clean up all the kings present with just one person. But the dilapidated undead world simply cannot support such a powerful explosion. Therefore, it must use its own power prudently, so that it is close to the plane limit of the undead world without exceeding it, otherwise the backlash of the plane cannot be endured even by an old guy like it who has survived from ancient times.

The presence of both sides in the decisive battle made the atmosphere tense immediately. The undead kings forgot the many plots and unhappiness before, and slowly restrained their mental power, and watched the battle between kings seriously and seriously.

In their perception, whether it was Moam the Necromancer Flying Dragon or the terrifying Balrog Lord, they had completely restrained their outward power, trying their best not to interfere with the two sides in the final battlefield. And the huge monster suspended in the air - the magic tower (the cognition of the undead), also retreated a hundred miles away knowingly.

The performance of these outsiders finally won the approval of the kings.

The duel between kings is sacred and inviolable!

Any behavior that interferes with or interrupts the king's duel must be prohibited, and the guy who does these things will also become the common enemy of all kings!

Seeing that the outsiders were willing to follow the ancient traditions of the undead world, all the kings present nodded in satisfaction.

"You're making great progress, undead!" Kern slowly approached the Skeleton King: "If my perception is correct, some of your power attributes are already close to the extreme of mortal creatures. This is really incredible! You... ...you are only a legendary body...you have already been able to reach this point!"

The Skeleton King casually waved the huge Bone Beheading Sword in his hand, and replied nonchalantly: "The magic of the Great Cemetery is beyond your imagination, Kern! Don't think that you can keep your secret forever .When you openly stood on the opposite side of the Great Cemetery, you had successfully put half your foot in the grave. Didn’t you, my dear Lord Death?”

Compared with the huge and exaggerated giant bone beheading sword in his hand, the Skeleton King's body at this moment really looks too short and dainty. It's like a bean sprout tied to a cucumber. The contrast between one big and one small makes people laugh.

But the Skeleton King just waved it casually, but the huge beheading sword let out a sharp howl like ghosts and gods. The sharp wind brought by the sword edge blew across the ground, leaving criss-crossing scratches on the surface of the rock as hard as steel. .

The soul fires of the undead kings present almost froze.

How can this be?

Although the predecessor of the Skeleton King, the Bone King Cook, is also known for his great strength and high agility, he is not as strong as the corpse dragon Moam in the past, and he is not as fast as the Shacklebreaker Fenrir. On the whole, he is just a third-rate king with so-so strength, average speed, and decent magic and combat skills.

But looking at this brand-new Skeleton King today, it is clear that he has reached the point of "extraordinary and holy" in some abilities. Normally speaking, even the corpse dragon Moam, who is famous for his physical strength, can hardly achieve a strength of more than 25 points. This is already the ultimate power that can only be possessed by a demigod.

The Skeleton King's current strength attribute is 29 points.

It was almost "the mighty power of God"!