The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0040

In the early morning, the enticing smell of food in the camp woke up Li Xun. Li Xun, who was determined to show himself well, packed his appearance and rushed out of the tent as quickly as possible.

555555, unexpected or late.

Many knights were busy in the camp, some were preparing for breakfast, some were packing their bags, and the most conspicuous mage Kasas was practicing spell-casting by the edge of the woods 50 meters away. One by one, the 2-3 level spells are prepared to be dispelled in time when they are about to be cast, and they can increase their proficiency by repeatedly chanting spells and experiencing the process of spell formation. The ultimate practice of this kind of practice is to cast spells with sentences. By chanting a few key sentences, you can quickly cast spells and pave the way for the subsequent instant casting. However, if you don't have a certain amount of spell control, it's better not to try it. After all, dispelling a spell that is about to take shape is risky, and you have to face the possibility of backlash.

Seeing such a diligent orthodox mage, Li Xun, a "new" mage, blushed a little, and quickly slipped out of the camp under the pretext of checking whether the magic guards were in good condition, and did not return until the archmage came out for dinner.

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One early morning after 11 days of departure, the western end of the Aveli Mountains was close to the Morjor Hede Kingdom.

The mountains and forests are humid and densely foggy.

Suddenly there was a strange sound in the deserted forest with few people. A group of people slowly emerged from the thick fog, and after a while they walked out of the thick fog and out of the wild forest.

Li Xun, who was walking in the middle of the team, looked back at the mountains that were barely visible, and couldn't help feeling that he finally came out. I saw more trees in these 11 days than I saw in the past ten years. Although the journey in the middle was uneventful, it also fulfilled his little thought and saw the monsters in this world.

It was the 6th day after departure. Near a peak in the Aveli Mountains, the team led by rangers and bypassed many monster lairs was stopped by a group of red-eyed golden eagles who were out looking for food. The mage cast the group invisibility technique in time, and the group could safely hide behind the stone wall and watch the whole process of predation by the red-eyed golden eagles. The three armored rhinos became their trophies. The red-eyed golden eagle's wind-like speed, knife-sharp claws, and the powerful scorching rays that ignored defense from its eyes completely defeated the armored rhinoceros, which only had brute strength and thick armor. When he saw the red-eyed golden eagle cooperate with the staggered attack to distract the attention of the armored rhinoceros, and finally burned its brain through the eyes with one blow, Li Xun couldn't help but feel a little sad, being besieged by such a group of fierce birds in such a mountain forest , Most people can't even run away! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the big eagles grabbed the heavy armored rhinoceros together and went away.

Looking back on this journey, it is really meaningful, and it can be regarded as a rare mountaineering trip in another world.

The risk of subsequent trips has increased dramatically. After leaving the Avili Mountains, you will have to pass through the undead zone for nearly 600 miles. As long as you don't encounter a large group of undead creatures commanded by the necromancer, it is almost impossible to trap such a team, so the first time is dangerous. the smallest. But the Undead Fellowship is not a deaf and blind man trapped in a lonely tower. As long as he hears the news that the two countries are doing secret business, they will inevitably strengthen supervision in this area, so the most dangerous thing is the return journey.

If you hide your tracks now and don't let the Fellowship of the Undead control its own route, it will be much easier on the return journey. Therefore, after the team left the forest, they were extremely vigilant, avoiding villages and towns where they might encounter undead, and instead of taking the main road, they only walked in the wilderness and mountains. Get rid of all the wandering undead creatures, and never miss a possible leak.

I didn't dare to light a fire to keep warm at night, so I could only try to find a place with a leeward wind, set up a tent and wrap a blanket tightly to maintain body temperature. The earl and the mage are better off. After being blessed with resistance to energy damage, the cold is not so cold. The escorting knights can’t enjoy this kind of treatment. They have to take turns to be vigilant without hot food. It’s really bad to sit all night. Extremely.

On the third day after entering the undead zone, the long-delayed snowflakes finally began to fall all over the sky.

After walking for nearly 200 miles, I haven't seen a single living person. Of course, the chosen road is remote, and it's more conceivable that the Necromancer destroyed Moor Hede. The living can't see it, but you can always encounter some zombie skeletons wandering aimlessly every now and then. Although the necromancer tried his best to restrain the undead creatures from gathering in some big cities to act as defensive barriers for his own safety reasons, but this restraint could not be very strict, there would always be some unmanageable undead creatures who became stragglers and scattered among the cities and villages. Wandering around, eagerly looking for fresh flesh and blood to warm his icy body.

This is also an eternal topic for necromancers. To study why creatures become so aggressive after becoming undead, is it just to pull others into this eternal cold and lonely terrifying world?

The snowflakes slowly fell, covering the mountains, houses, and this ugly and sinful land. To be honest, ever since stepping into this land, everyone's noses have been haunted by an unavoidable stench, and when they sleep peacefully at night, they can always hear a faint wail. The one who touched me the most was Li Xun.

Is this the path I chose?

Could this be my possible future?

Could it be that one day, I will wander in the empty wilderness, listening to the wailing of souls, sniffing the smell of rancidity, accompanied by the silent cemetery creatures?

If so, so what if he rules the world? What he rules is not a world, but a land without life. The beauty of the world lies in its diversity! Every time I go to a new place, I will see different things, meet different races, and eat different delicacies.

I am not a great demon king of terror, I don't know how to rule a world when I see it, destroy a world, and continue to look for the next world.

I'm a little lonely now!

55555, wiping inexplicable tears, Li Xun self-deprecatingly complained that he did not have the ability of the Great Demon King, and he had the loneliness of the Great Demon King first, "cheap"!

"There are undead! It is the flying sentinel of the undead!"

Li Xun was awakened by Kasas' shout, and everyone in the team immediately turned around and approached the archmage in the middle. With the sound of a short incantation, a group invisibility technique was added to the team. In the wind and snow, the figures of the team in the wilderness disappeared in an instant, leaving only a messy footprint that was slowly covered by the heavy snow.

Not long after, a small, almost unrecognizable figure suddenly emerged from the pale clouds in the sky, and flew quickly along the former avenue in the distance, with no intention of approaching this wilderness.

Half a minute later, when the figure was completely gone, the crowd reappeared.

Marquis Alg Ptek said in a deep voice: "It's too close to the city of Muspur in front, which is the largest stronghold of the Undead Fellowship in the southwest. When encountering undead reconnaissance troops, the density will be even greater. Let's go a little further. Bar!"

The team adjusted their direction slightly and walked farther and farther away from the main road.

At this moment, in the former city lord's meeting hall in Muspur City, a middle-aged man with a pale face and wearing aristocratic clothes sat in a daze with his hands on his chin, and a magic water mirror on the table in front of him suddenly shone. Immediately, a figure was projected in the water mirror, it was a skeleton corpse with gleaming eyes.

"Respected Lord Hevis, the great Pale Lord let me inform you that a few bugs appeared in your territory, I hope you can deal with them!"

The middle-aged man changed his posture and still sat lazily on his side. His eyes swept over a small team that appeared in the underwater mirror. Because the undead creature that sent back the image was too far away, it was followed by a white light after a few seconds. After a flash, the image was lost, and it could only be vaguely judged that there were about 20 people, their strengths were unknown, and their whereabouts were unknown, but the fact that there were magicians in the team could not be ignored.

"Is there a mage?"

The middle-aged aristocratic man was barely interested, and he tapped his finger lightly. According to the place where the undead eyeliner sent had died in the past few days, a group of messy red dots appeared in the water mirror, but there was a more obvious line among the messy red dots. So different, it roughly outlines the route this team has traveled. From the beginning of the Avili Mountains to the 30 miles away from the city of Muspur, it turned to the southwest, and the route probably wanted to bypass the city of Muspur.

Bypass Muspur City? The middle-aged aristocratic man's eyes were fixed, and he bypassed the city of Muspur and walked 300 miles away from the undead controlled area. He arrived at Lake Mihir to the east, which is the camp of the religious forces of the three churches of Chenguang. To the southeast is Eliat City, which is controlled by the royal family of Morrahd, who is struggling to survive. Where do these people want to go?

Hevis was obviously a high-ranking person who was unwilling to use his brain, he just stroked a black spar on the table, and a moment later, a level 13 ghost lord appeared in front of the table.

"Dear Lord Hevis, Helias is waiting for your orders."

"There are a few bugs in the territory, you send someone to deal with them, the mage inside will die."

Hevis raised his finger, and a black light containing information about the enemy's route penetrated into the ghost lord's body, and Helias condensed for a moment before flashing out of the meeting hall. A moment later, a group of bound spirits, ghosts, and banshees swarmed out of the city of Muspur and headed for the distance. The leader was a level 9 banshee.