A dilapidated giant palm of white bones sprang out from the top of the mountain. On this giant palm of nearly a kilometer in radius, it held a dilapidated temple made of black boulders full of vicissitudes of life. WWw.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.COm Lightning continued to fall, striking the temple crazily, as if it was going to completely annihilate a terrifying existence in the temple.
But no matter how crazy the lightning was, the temple remained motionless, standing steadily in the middle of the giant palm of bones.
After an unknown amount of time, a hoarse voice sounded slowly and with a deep chill: "Finally, I woke up! Really, I have slept for too long! It has been so long that I have forgotten what happened. Already?"
As the voice sounded, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly drifted away, and the violent gray lightning disappeared without a trace. The ghost dragon lying on the mountain peak showed a flattering smile and lowered its head obediently. The endless undead strongmen at the foot of the mountain bent their bodies at the same time and saluted the temple on the top of the mountain.
"It's been a long time, and I only remember a few bits and pieces!" A heavy voice mumbled: "I remember there was a damn guy who kicked my head, although he didn't take away my life. , but my memory is too severely damaged. Hey, who can tell me what happened over the years?"
After a long time, a cold, pleasant female voice slowly came out: "In the past few years, I have woken up three times in turn. According to the agreement we made before falling asleep, all the powerful people on this continent should treat them as After their strength reaches a certain level, they will remain anonymous, take their most loyal and reliable subordinates, and fall into a deep sleep like us."
"With the nourishment of this continent's rich aura of death, their strength has been greatly enhanced."
"But my most recent trip was five thousand six hundred years ago. When I secretly inspected this continent that belongs to us, I found that external forces had invaded our territory. Some humans from the east. They and now Some insignificant little lords colluded with each other. They used the resources of the mainland to do something that was not within our plan."
"For example?" The hoarse, cold voice at the beginning asked coldly.
"For example, all the resources of this continent, including the several passages to the abyss world within this continent, and all the rare resources exchanged from them, must be sent to the Temple of the Dead to worship us. But maybe we haven't had it for too long. The oracle came down. Those little lords, they boldly took advantage of the resources that originally belonged to us."
"So we have only completed 90% of the maintenance of all the war equipment of our clan, and the remaining 10% was stopped thousands of years ago due to lack of materials." The woman sighed helplessly: "I said, it should be in Set up a canopy of the undead on the edge of this continent to keep living creatures away. But you rejected my proposal."
The heavy voice grumbled: "It's not that we refused, it's that we simply didn't have enough strength to do this at that time! All the bones in my body were shattered, and it was too late to save my life. Where could I find the time to do this?" "
With an indignant snort, a tyrannical will shot out from the temple and quickly swept across the undead continent. Then this heavy voice suddenly screamed hysterically: "What's going on? My Bone Demon Pit! I ordered them to prepare 100,000 Bone Demon Pits all over the continent. There are not many 100,000 Bone Demon Pits. But what about the bones inside? At least half of the bones are missing!"
The woman's voice sighed helplessly: "This is what I want to tell you. Those outsiders colluded with the current small lords. Not only did they embezzle the resources used to repair our clan's war equipment. They also plundered the resources we prepared. Some materials used to form the undead army and restore our own strength."
Another feminine one. A soft, venomous snake-like voice that sent chills all over the body came erratically: "Why don't you stop them? My dear, you are the only clan member who has awakened in recent years!"
The woman scolded angrily: "Don't reveal our existence, and be careful to prevent those damn guys from knowing that we have not fallen. Isn't this a decision that we all discussed together? Even the few descendants of our tribe who stayed outside, they all Didn’t know we still existed!”
After a long silence, the hoarse voice at the beginning slowly came over: "Okay, no need to argue. It is obvious that during our long sleep, we lost complete control of this continent. Of course, this It was our intention, but in keeping with our true intentions and the nature of our race, someone must be responsible for these things!"
The hoarse voice screamed: "No one can live well after taking advantage of us! So, give me the so-called little lords now and the few juniors we left outside to hide their eyes. Catch them! I will kill them inch by inch!"
Dozens of heavy, sharp, violent, or feminine laughter came from the Temple of the Dead. Gradually, more laughter came out, followed by the heavy coffin lid hitting the ground. Loud noise. It is conceivable that in that Temple of the Dead, there are more terrifying sleeping entities, pushing open the lid of their coffins and crawling out.
Thousands of undead figures with crowns on their heads flashed and teleported away from the mountain.
A quarter of an hour later, among the hundreds of large, majestic and glorious undead cities on the undead continent, undead lords large and small were attacked by horrific attacks almost at the same time. Their personal guards were defeated in the shortest possible time, and the necromancy they used when resisting was easily resolved by the older and more powerful necromancy. Their bodies were imprisoned, their souls were restrained, and then they were violently knocked unconscious.
When these undead lords woke up, they were already lined up and kneeling in front of a huge mountain of bones that they had never heard of, let alone seen. A huge ghost dragon lay lazily on the hillside in the middle of the mountain, looking at them up and down with squinted eyes.
These undead lords looked at the huge ghost dragon in horror. The undead who had basically reached the high level of demigods or even the peak of demigods could not judge how powerful this ghost dragon was. They tried to use their spiritual power to peek at the ghost dragon, but the spiritual power they released was rebounded back by the ghost dragon tyrannically, almost shattering their souls.
Something even more horrifying happened. A flash of fire suddenly appeared in the void, and then a huge temple fell from the sky like a meteor. This temple is entirely made of gray undead magic crystal and is engraved with countless exquisite patterns. It is clearly the temple where the gods of the ancient undead clan live in in the legend of the Undead Continent.
But this square temple, which was thirteen stories high and shaped like a pagoda, actually fell from the sky, carrying millions of powerful undead guards and smashing it straight down from the sky. A black bone palm appeared out of thin air from high in the sky. He lightly slapped the temple of the undead, turning the undead guards into fine pieces of bone powder and scattered light spots.
Thirteen powerful gray undead powers rushed out from the temple, and a harsh voice screamed: "Who dares to offend the noble gods?"
Following the scream, a ghost several meters tall and whose body looked like it was carved out of gray crystal floated out of the temple. This ghost, no, this spirit of the undead clan exudes terrifying undead pressure. After the undead spirits far and near received his breath, they subconsciously fell back a long way.
Following this powerful undead god, the other twelve gods worshiped by the undead clan also walked out of the temple. If Lin Qi were present, he would find that these thirteen undead gods are very weak, very weak. The most powerful one is the undead god in the shape of a nightmare knight wearing black armor with gray-white flames burning in his body. He is nothing more than a mid-level low-level god.
All the undead gods looked up to the sky and roared with anger, but when they saw the towering bone mountain in front of them, when they saw the huge bone palm on the top of the mountain, and the black temple supported on it, They were all so frightened that they sat down on the ground - one of them, the undead god in the shape of a bone dragon lich, was so frightened that all the bones in his body fell apart, and the white bones were scattered all over the floor.
"Impossible!" the nightmare knight screamed at the top of his lungs: "You have perished completely long ago! In the last battle, you were jointly attacked by the elves and the earth spirits. In addition to the serious injuries you suffered before, you would have been destroyed long ago. Completely fallen!"
"Oh, no! Dear children!" The hoarse, sinister voice laughed with a malicious malice: "Yes, we were indeed jointly attacked by them, and we were also severely punished at that time. Terrible injury. But have you forgotten that the most powerful source of power of our Hades is? As long as we can escape a breath, we can be reborn infinitely!"
"We are alive, dear children, that's it!" The pleasant female voice smiled happily: "But we can't tell you that we are still alive! Because we found that something was wrong - you had the final say in our clan at that time. A reserve force, but when we were surrounded, you did not send out even a single skeleton monster to help us." (To be continued.)