The Rise of the Cemetery

The development of fate always has its inertia.

When a person or individual with predictive ability frequently uses this ability, he is actually overdrawing his life and luck. And these two things have never been seen or touched, and when you notice the backlash of fate, it will be too late too late!

There used to be a large number of astrologers and prophets in the plane of Klein, but most of them were short-lived, and disappeared in the long river of fate before leaving their deep enough mark in the history of the plane. These spellcasters who started out with prophecy and divination often exhausted their short lives long before they advanced to the legend, so in the history of magic development in the plane of Klein, they are often dubbed "magic stick", "peeping" With the vicious title of “the culprit”, besides helping the big shots find people and things, it can’t play a bigger role.

Even using the power of fate to locate a strange object, to find a living person, and to end up in this way, one can imagine the ending of those elves "prophets" and "sages" who frequently spy on the fate of the ethnic group during the elf empire. In addition, even the overall luck of the elves as a group has tended to be negative.

Living in the world of planes, no one should underestimate luck, a term that sounds so illusory. It actually represents the likes and dislikes of the plane consciousness towards you! If you act with the consciousness of the plane, then everything must go smoothly and there are no taboos.

When you meet a beautiful woman when you go out, you will make money behind closed doors, you can get a magic weapon by kicking a stone while walking, heroes from all walks of life are vying to be sworn brothers with you, and countless handsome young people are willing to be at your mercy...

This is a vision caused by the consciousness of the plane that favors you, and it also indicates that your luck is overwhelming.

But if there is good luck, there must be bad luck.

When someone loses the consciousness of the plane due to unknown reasons, the bad luck he faces is really "people block killing, Buddha blocks evil", even those legendary liches can't stand the bad luck again and again.

How did Gargamel, the greatest Lich in the history of the Klein Plane, die?

He was killed by a failed magic experiment!

So what kind of magic experiment can blow up a level 25 legendary lich?

A magic experiment that has been carefully prepared for 300 years to use the ubiquitous magic elements in the universe to extract "source power"! For such a grand magic experiment, as the host, Gargamel was naturally careful and careful, but even so, a fake magic gem was still mixed into the magic ceremony.

So, when the experiment reached the most critical moment, a substandard magic gem ruined the entire magic ceremony, and even killed Gargamel.

Then all liches have a phylactery, so can't he die and come back to life?

It stands to reason that it is possible, Gargamel's phylactery is hidden in a secret magic tower that no one can think of. And the magic tower was also "miraculously" damaged in that huge magic explosion, so the defense mechanism of the magic tower failed. Thus, a "magical" rat broke into the place where the lich kept the phylactery following a strong magical aura.

Therefore, the body of the lich was destroyed by an earth-shattering magical experiment, and the soul of the lich was destroyed by the mouth of a mouse that "unintentionally" broke in.

It is said that Gargamel imprisoned that mouse in the magic tower for a certain biological experiment.

Since then, all liches have become somewhat neurotic, reclusive, and no longer willing to show themselves in front of others. They used this method to cut off the bondage and cause and effect with the world, and also avoided the attention of the consciousness of the plane, so that they were able to survive on the main plane.

Good or bad luck is so unpredictable, but once you are tagged by the power of fate, then usually your fate is doomed.

The elves in front of me are the best example.

They are obviously a noble race that is favored by the world, far superior to most races in the plane, but they are plagued by bad luck, cast aside by fate, and become a rare and rare race that cannot be seen in the world. But even so, it is difficult for them to escape the arrangement of fate. A plague of insects that should have erupted in the Klein Continent unexpectedly came to the Elf Continent by accident.

As a result, they became the "living Lei Feng" who warded off disasters for all races on the Klein plane!

However, this kind of intertwining and arrangement of fate is beyond the understanding of the parties involved. In their view, everything has antecedents and consequences, and they are just unfortunately standing at the intersection of a certain destiny trajectory.

Many high elves even refuse to admit that the elves have been cast aside by fate, and instead think even crazier that this is just because they haven't seen enough and haven't seen far enough! Only by having a clearer control over the future of the elves can the elves control the power of fate and regain the dominance of the plane.

It was under the bewitching of this trend of thought that the high elves did not want to resist in the face of the terrifying insect plague, and instead gathered a large number of elf mages and druids in the holy city of elves, Silvermoon City. There, they started a large-scale prayer ceremony again, trying to obtain specific guidance from the ethereal river of fate, and then get rid of the threat of insect plagues at the smallest cost.

Listening to the narration by Idriel, the high priest of the elf, the emerald dragon Laurokaim was already furious, but he also had great doubts in his heart.

"Idril, since you elves have already handed over the future of your group to the illusory fate, then you called me this time..."

"Laurocam, that's exactly where my worries come from. If this prayer ceremony doesn't yield any results, then those guys in the Holy City might still be able to devote all their energy to fighting off the pest infestation. But what if they get Some kind of instruction..."

The emerald dragon widened its eyes in doubt: "Isn't it better to have a result? Then the elves follow the instructions, it's better than fighting these endless bugs!"

A wry smile appeared on Idril's delicate and beautiful face.

"Laurocam, you don't understand. For those who are prepared, opportunities are opportunities. But for those who are not prepared, opportunities are traps!"

"You mean, their prayer ceremony is likely to have a terrible result?"

"Yes, that's what I'm worried about. Nearly ten thousand years of self-exile have made some high elves forget the horror of the power of fate. They always feel that fate has forgotten the elves, and the elves can start again! This trend of thought is very prevalent in the upper elves, and we have been unable to reverse it. Many times, even the priests of the Temple of Nature have begun to believe this kind of statement!"

"So you want to tell me something..."

"I want to tell you, my old friend. When there are certain orders from the Holy City asking you to do some dangerous things, please don't go there!"

The emerald dragon was silent.

"The dragon is in the rivers and lakes, and he can't help himself"!

Don't look at it's majestic appearance, wherever it goes, it looks like a domineering, but in the forest dragon clan, it is just a young dragon. When the elf kingdom and the forest dragon clan reached an agreement and issued an order together, it could only obey awe-inspiringly and could not resist.

Therefore, Laurokaim could only be saddened by the kind reminder of the elf companion.

The atmosphere in the square in front of the hall suddenly became gloomy.

Correspondingly, the outskirts of Green Shade City have won a complete victory, and the Zerg, which lost their main force, began to retreat in embarrassment. This further aroused the long-suppressed excitement of the elves. Countless nimble figures chased after the Zerg, vowing to keep them all here.

The joy of the victory at the frontline was in stark contrast to the depression here, causing the elves and dragons at the scene to feel astonished that they couldn't adapt.

Maybe everything is my imagination, maybe everything is my illusion, things will not be as bad as I thought!

One elf and one dragon couldn't help but began to comfort themselves.

After the talk was exhausted, the two "persons" planned to return to their posts after saying how much they valued each other. But before leaving, the emerald dragon suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Idril, I almost forgot one thing! I saw a young human mage in your city just now. He had a strange smell that confused me. The two followers around him also It's not easy, especially the mount he brought..." At this point, Laurocam showed a disgusted expression: "In short, you should pay attention to this man. I always feel that there is something very strange about him!"

"Human mage?" Idril thought for a while: "The high-level elves have already contacted the mage guild of Klein Continent and the major human countries, so the city of green shade has been kept open to human countries recently. What did you say The human mage may be the mission they sent. As for the character you mentioned, I will observe it myself to see if it will cause any damage to Green Shade City. At this time, we all need to be more careful!"

"Well, as long as you understand, then I'm leaving!"

After the conversation, the emerald dragon spread its wings and flapped its heavy wings. With a vigorous pedaling of its thick and powerful hind legs, its huge and heavy body returned to the sky. After simply circling around and saying goodbye to old friends, the emerald dragon plunged down and swooped down along the torso of the winding ancient tree towards the location of the teleportation platform.

Today's situation is too complicated, and it also needs to go back to the clan and talk to a few elders.

But at this moment, Li Xun is hiding in the elf hut allotted to him, carefully and meticulously depicting a temporary miniature magic circle. No way, the blood demon is only responsible for killing, and knows nothing about magic circles, and Fei Kansi is busy building up a magic barrier to isolate the outside world from this place, so the only ones who can do this job are Li Xun was left alone.

This miniature circle can directly connect to the half-plane outside the boundary. At that time, Li Xun will send the insect corpses harvested this time to the half-plane first, and then the corpse witches stationed there will transfer them to the half-plane located in the sleeping place. Institute of the Dead. Presumably these worm corpses are in the hands of Necromancer Kel'Thuzad, and there will be unexpected gains!

In addition, Li Xun also took the opportunity to release more than a dozen dark thorns trained by Oro and blood clans recommended by Gorefiend with the cover of the frontline rush just now. Li Xun has only one order for them, which is to secretly and carefully investigate the dynamics of the Zerg and the distribution of troops on the premise of protecting himself.

Of course, it would be even better if we could find the old lair of the Zerg!