The Rise of the Cemetery

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Li Xun and Shadow Dragon Moros have an agreement!

As long as he can perform well in a large-scale battle, he can receive a piece of law from Li Xun.

According to Li Xun, there are still so many battles to be fought on the Novus battlefield. Although it is not easy for Moros to achieve this, as long as he works hard, there is still a lot of hope.

It's a pity that Li Xun underestimated Moros' ambition and courage.

Taking advantage of the victory of Huayu Plain Cemetery, Moros secretly led a 60-head bone dragon troop to Sochi City.

Sochi City is the city occupied by the necromancers who advocate sticking to their positions and negotiating with Novus.

There were no swords, swords, bloody fights, leaving more than 60 of his men outside, and Moros broke into the city of Sochi alone, where nearly 200 necromancers and 600,000 undead gathered.

No one knows how he persuaded and threatened these necromancers, and there is no need to know. Anyway, when he walked out of Sochi, a shocking news came out that shocked the entire Novus.

The necromancers hoarding Sochi have announced their surrender!

The main reason why these necromancers chose to surrender may be the destruction of the sea of ​​1.5 million undead corpses. Of course, the figure of bone dragons that almost overturned the sky over the entire city of Sochi was also indispensable. Threats from far and near came together, so that the dead but abandoned necromancers had no choice but to bow their heads and choose to surrender.

Although this "credit" really has little to do with Moros, the cemetery can only credit Moros with all the meritorious service.

So, less than two days after the end of the previous battle, Moros fulfilled the agreement with Li Xun opportunistically.

Undead cunning!

This is Li Xun's helpless judgment.

However, he was very happy to bestow the fragments of the law to Moros, the shadow dragon. After all, this also means that the legendary strength of the Necropolis has increased, doesn't it?

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The heavy stone door opened slowly in front of Moros.

The acolyte leading the way walked silently in front with a dim old oil lamp that couldn't illuminate a meter away. More than half of his body was immersed in the boundless shadow, making it hard to see clearly.

The empty and narrow corridors are covered with dark moss and dark spots, and it looks like it has been in disrepair and neglected maintenance. But for some reason, ever since stepping into these winding and deep tunnels, Moros felt a little terrified inexplicably, and always felt that there were pairs of creepy eyes watching him from the depths of those passing tunnels.

After struggling to squeeze through a narrow stone door, Moros finally couldn't help sighing.

Given his huge body size, it was impossible to enter the cemetery lord's private treasury anyway, but under the effect of the Malicious Transformation spell, he still became an acolyte as he wished. Yes, he is now a deformed acolyte who is less than 2 meters tall but has a body circumference of 3 meters! What's more, behind him is always dragging a half-meter-long thick dragon tail.

At this moment, even Moros is not sure whether the malicious transfiguration performed by the acolyte master close at hand failed or was intentional! But when he thought that the other party could ignore his magic resistance and directly turn himself into such a deformed acolyte, Moros felt that it would be better for him to be honest.

After turning through countless twists and turns, the monk who led the way finally stopped in front of a gloomy stone door. I didn't see him chanting magic spells, and didn't feel any special magic fluctuations. The thick stone door silently slid into the rock wall on one side.

The bright colorful light projected from inside, but it stopped abruptly at the entrance of the stone chamber, as if there was an invisible barrier separating the inside and outside of the door into two different worlds. It was clear that the inside was already stormy, but the outside was silent.

As Moros is so close, only one step away from the transparent door, one can already "see" with the naked eye the strong almost substantive wave of magic power inside the stone chamber. But when he closed his eyes and inspected it carefully, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of magic power.

At this point, Moros had to sigh that the private treasure house of the cemetery master did have all kinds of surprising protection methods. If it wasn't for the fact that the strange objects rewarded this time were too expensive, I'm afraid I haven't had the chance to appreciate the elegance of the top secret treasures.

As for this secret treasure, Moros only knew that it should probably be in the Undercity, but he didn't know exactly where it was. Because he was able to come here, but he was directly teleported from a hidden teleportation array in the mage tower of the dark city. Judging from the feeling when teleporting, it should be a short-distance teleportation array.

So Moros dared to assert that he must still be underground at this moment, not far from the Undercity. However, the specific direction perception and space perception are very confused here, it must be because of the weird patterns and special rune lines on the surrounding stone walls.

Here, Moros has never seen anyone except this acolyte, as if he is the only one in this underground labyrinth full of forked roads and dark passages. But Moros had a feeling that once he really had any unruly thoughts, he might not even think about stepping out of this labyrinth of secrets in his life.

"Go in." The acolyte with a drooping hood had no skin exposed on his body, and his voice was low and hoarse when he spoke: "Remember, you only have the right to choose one item. You can't take more, let alone move around. Something that belongs to you, otherwise..."

The acolyte didn't say much about the rest, but what he had seen and heard along the way had already let Moros know that this place was no small matter, so he could only nod in agreement.

As soon as his front feet crossed the invisible barrier, Moros's nose was itchy, stimulated by the magic breath coming to his face, and he sneezed several times in succession. The colorful fluorescence that was blocked just now was projected on Moros's face without any cover at this moment, making him have to squint his eyes to barely be able to see.

Here, the magic power fluctuates too violently, and using spiritual perception to detect it will cause great errors. It is better to observe directly with the naked eye, which is more accurate.

This is an extremely poorly furnished treasure room. There is nothing else in the huge space except three or two rows of wooden shelves and stone platforms. And there are not many treasures displayed on the wooden frame and the stone platform, but each one has a variety of unique magical atmosphere and magic power fluctuations. Countless psychedelic colors emanated from these treasures, dyeing the entire space with an illusory and blurred color.

Legendary treasure!

Moros dared to assert that the lowest ranks in this treasure room were probably those legendary treasures. And the rest... I'm afraid the value is even higher than legendary treasures!

Moros moved his strange body and walked slowly between the wooden frames. One after another, strange treasures, strange things, and magic materials kept coming into his eyes.

The bow is a magic bow. Judging from its appearance, it should be a rare treasure from the elves. It is full of brilliance but has a restrained aura. It is not an ordinary product at a glance. Such an elf longbow is a rare boutique even among the elves, and it is probably a famous treasure in history!

It's a pity that the inscription on the elven longbow composed of flowers and branches is too obscure. Even if Moros opened his eyes wide, he didn't understand a single word, so he could only sigh regretfully.

Stone.

The second thing Moros saw was a fist-sized, warm and strange stone. Unlike other treasures that radiate all over, this stone has a restrained brilliance and no breath, as if it is just a relatively smooth round stone.

However, if it can be collected by the owner of the cemetery in his personal treasury, is it possible that there will be mortal things in it?

Most ordinary treasures have the ability to condense elemental power on their own, so the more intense the magic reaction emitted by themselves, the higher the level of the treasure. But this kind of experience can only be applied to ordinary treasures. Those real top-level treasures have extremely restrained magical aura, and ordinary identification methods are completely ineffective.

However, Moros is not an ordinary person who only judges the value of items based on the strength of the magic power. He has another set of methods to identify treasures, which is "smell"!

Since he was promoted to the holy rank, Moros has had a vague sense and understanding of the power of rules in the world and the corresponding laws derived from them. And those real treasures often have wisps of law breath.

And now Moros is the most sensitive to the taste of the law!

As soon as he raised his nose and smelled it, the next moment Moros' complexion changed drastically and he took a few steps back.

Wow, this is the smell of natural law!

A stone can actually be full of the taste of natural law, is there any reason for this!

While complaining, Moros avoided the stone far away.

The laws of nature and the laws of life are the natural enemies of the laws of death. Although such treasures are definitely rare, for Moros, who is full of death, he is not stingy with gut-piercing poison, and it is better to stay away.

With this pair of noses, Moros smelled left and right, appreciating those rare and rare treasures one by one, and finally came to a stone platform.

On the ancient and simple stone platform, three mysterious crystals the size of soybeans were placed one after another, and the aura of law that made Moros intoxicated surged in the void, making him unable to take a step after he came here. up.

It's it, it's it, it's it!

This must be the great wonder that the lord of the cemetery promised to reward him - the fragment of law.

Suppressing his restless mood, Moros began to get close to the three fragments of the law, kept raising his nose and sniffing lightly, carefully savoring the faint and subtle differences in the breath of the law.

Although no one has introduced him to the differences between the fragments of the law, this does not prevent Moros from adhering to his most intuitive feeling. He has a feeling that only by choosing the law fragment that best suits him can he get the maximum improvement.

In the process of being promoted to legend, any loss of potential is a huge regret in the future!

So, during the long and focused body odor perception, Moros set his sights on one of the law fragments.

When he finally couldn't bear the torment in his heart, and carefully pinched the beige law fragment in his hand with his fingers, suddenly the world spun, and his figure was involuntarily sucked into a free space by a strong force. In the singularity.

The next moment, Moros fell facelessly into a public teleportation array in the teleportation square of the Undercity, and the fragment of the law was tightly gathered in his hand.

Moros got up all at once, ignoring the strange gazes cast by the surrounding corpses, and disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

Looking at his whereabouts, it is exactly where the ancient tomb of the dragon is!