The Rise of the Cemetery

It is a broken mage tower with 5 floors.

Although most of the magic patterns and lines on the outer wall of the Master Tower have been damaged and peeled off, Li Xun can still see that this is at least an ancient Master Tower with a history of 10,000 years.

You know, an important magical facility like the Master Tower is not built once and for all. If you want to run a mage tower perfectly, you need a lot of diligent slaves to maintain and repair them day after day. These all require the support of many rare resources and magic materials.

So if you want to be a successful caster, you first need to be a rich caster.

Although the undead kings of the Undead Realm have a huge to unlimited number of undead legions, they occupy a vast territory with no borders, but the rare resources and magic materials they have have even gone to a big devil in the main material plane. Teachers are not as good.

This has increasingly limited their progress in the study of spells, let them trap this plane of death, and simply unable to explore the vast expanse of the Xinghai world.

For their poor gangs, even the mage towers are unable to repair, and even the undead kings who do not have one half of the plane, relying on their thin flesh to explore the crisis-ridden Xinghai, they are not hesitant to actively seek death.

Thinking about this, Li Xun suddenly had no reason for his lobbyist road full of hope.

"Moam, are you here to tear down my city today? Damn, I warned you not to be within ten miles of my city! Are you ... how are you going to compensate my loss?"

As a wave of icy, cold, hard mental waves surged in the minds of the two, the surface of the undead flying dragon's body that was spreading its wings was covered with blue crystal ice flowers. Although this layer of ice flowers cannot freeze Moam's body, it can effectively isolate the floating power of the undead dragon.

So the next second, the Moam tragedy, who was not good at flying. No matter how it beats the pair of thick huge wings that can smash people, don't want to borrow half of the floating power from the void air around the body. The whole body struggles little by little and starts to fall down.

Li Xun snorted coldly.

He could see that the undead king who was invisible in the ruined mage tower didn't mean to do anything. What he just did was more like a joke after annoyance. But at this moment, he happened to be on Moam's generous back. If the opponent is allowed to hit the ground like a scale, his cemetery's face may be lost.

Li Xun didn't speak much. He turned back one-handedly and quickly recited strange scales that were difficult for outsiders to recognize. Only after three to five fingers had he completed the casting of a large spell.

With a high-pitched "weapon" binge, the force of ice lingering around Moam was attracted, and a huge "frozen wing" appeared on the surface of the undead dragon, letting it stabilize again The falling body.

what!

There was an amazing whisper, and the invisible undead king was obviously interested in Li Xun's shot. The inexplicable sound of thunder and thunder thundered in the void, and dozens of meandering electric snakes slammed toward the young mage who stood proudly behind Moam's back.

"Don't mess around, Bing Tuozi. I have important matters to discuss with you today. Are you rushing to invite me in?"

Mo Amang, who had also distinguished the priorities, headed towards the sky. After a roar of high-pitched dragons roared, the thick death breath swept across the sky and wiped out all the incoming lightning.

"Your change is really huge, even the attribute of the dragon's breath has shifted. If it is not your soul fluctuations I am still familiar, I thought you were caught by a guy and used as a mount!" With that The undead king smiled sadly, and a magical light array appeared under Moam.

Moam was obviously familiar with these, and did not resist the pulling power of the light array. Li Xun just glanced at it, and determined that it was just a short-range teleportation array, which was not offensive and did not react.

When the light array completely shrouded the two figures, a huge buzz suddenly sounded. As a blinding white light flashed over, the huge body of the undead dragon disappeared.

The end point of the transmission is located in a large and huge hall, which is very empty, and there are hardly any commendable furnishings and arrangements. Only the faint elemental atmosphere surrounding the walls and the head and feet gives a mysterious sense of depression.

The marble slabs under the feet are obviously magically reinforced, otherwise it is impossible to safely support the huge body of the undead dragon.

Almost at the same time as the two passed over, a petite and exquisite figure appeared in the center of the hall, silently examining the sudden visitor.

With the help of floating technique, Li Xun slowly and solemnly fell to the ground, and also looked at the other party carefully. Moam was entrenched in Li Xun's back, collecting his arrogance and arrogance, a posture dominated by young mages.

This is a strange undead creature that Li Xun has never seen before.

Seriously, it looks like an undead ghost that has mastered the ice spells. Less than 2 meters tall, although having a humanoid appearance, it does not have any flesh and bones. The whole body is made of condensed cold air, and even the outer clothing is made of cold air.

The combination of extreme coldness and terrifying energy condenses into a semi-fluid hard ice cube, barely putting together a weird humanoid. With its every move, the translucent fluid body reflected the terrible chill that made the soul freeze. And at the top of its hazy, illusory head, the azure magical energy converged into a fang-like gritty crown of ice.

No wonder Moam is going to call it Bing Tuozi, which is really a terrible soul parasitic on Wan Zai's ice. Not to mention playing with it, just looking at its body feels panicked.

On the contrary, the pair of ghostly ice flames flashing in the position of their eyes were silently looking at the young mage who had just flew off from the undead dragon.

This is really the first time in tens of thousands of years that it has seen the unruly and violent corpse dragon Moam willingly carrying a weak person. First of all, he expressed his sighs for the rare anecdote, and the undead king set his mind to seriously look at this tiny human who is not worth mentioning to it.

This is a human from another world. Just a simple mental perception, Side Lengling confirmed the identity of the other party.

How many years? Even in the undead world once again sniffed the long-lost breath of flesh and blood, of course, there is that sweet fragrance of soul!

Side? Leng Ling's icy feelings circulated in the lonely and deserted body, exuding a distinctive glow. For its lonely soul, which has lost its body and flesh and blood, loneliness is the eternal melody of their lives, and coldness is the blood flowing in their bodies.

warm? Happy? What the **** is that? Has it ever appeared?

The subsequent conversation did not go smoothly with Moam's reconciliation. As the top king of the plane of death, the idea of ​​getting rid of this sinking world has never stopped. As long as they are still in this death plane, their strength not only cannot improve, but also continues to shrink day after day.

Although this countdown to death is always in units of ten thousand years and one hundred thousand years, the painful souls whose soul is constantly being eroded cannot be experienced at all. The sorrowful atmosphere pervading the entire plane has caused every native of the death plane to suffer. It's as if there are hundreds and thousands of distorted souls groaning in your ears day and night, praying for salvation, and it is rare to experience these tens of thousands of years without being crazy.

Xu has been suffering for a long time. The Sid? Leng Ling in front of him did not respond so strongly to the redemption plan proposed by Li Xun. Instead, he expressed considerable respect to the many rare resources and magic materials that the necropolis can provide. interest.

Regarding Li Xun's proposal to sign a blood contract to get rid of the stagnation of the soul plane once and for all, the undead king of the ice department expressed a categorical rejection and would never allow an outsider to do anything on his own soul.

This is actually common sense. As long as an undead king can maintain free will, he will never like to be controlled by others. If Moam was not defeated by the necropolis and took death as a threat, I am afraid it would not be able to accept the ending of the soul restraint.

Talking a little deeper, Li Xun's illusion of soliciting Sid Lengling into the soul system of the necropolis was broken, and he only reached a simple agreement with him to hire the other party to use materials. But in the end, with Li Xun's strong fight, Side Lengling also agreed to the preliminary intention of the Necropolis to open an office in this undead city and establish a magic material market.

In the cemetery, the ground spans three major worlds, and there are countless crafts, luxury accessories, and consumables suitable for undead creatures. Li Xun could n’t believe that he could not touch this ice tuo who was frozen by the cold.

Before leaving, Li Xun left a group of the most popular nectar wine, snake fruit and ten soul crystals in the necropolis as a gift for visiting.

Sure enough, before Li Xun returned to Stratholme, Bing Tuozi's spirit swing across the sky contacted them. As long as the necropolis can regularly provide it with the above-mentioned soul treasures, it is willing to accept the employment of young mages for a long time and change the number of shots from once a year to once a month. Even in order to show sincerity, Bing Tuozi also consumed his spiritual power to send his soul symbol to him.

As long as Li Xun holds this soul symbol, even in the outside world, he can successfully summon the legendary king's projection. Although this soul projection can't reach the legendary rank, it can't be run by a holy rank. It can't be regarded as a small combat power.

Having initially settled the undead king, Li Xun had to put Moam and Leoric back into their respective territories, and there were also a large number of elite cemeteries. The collection work must be carried out immediately, and the batch of holy order undead must be integrated into the soul system of the necropolis as soon as possible, otherwise the backbone of the necropolis cannot always be stiffened.

They handed over all these tasks to them, but Li Xun himself returned to the Isdir Arcane Tower in the Kingdom of Breland in the Klein plane.

Because there is a guest here waiting for him to meet it!