Chapter 15: Twelve Movements of Dusk

Chapter 15: Twelve Movements of Dusk

In the vast northern land, snowflakes can occasionally be seen falling. Whenever this harshest season comes, the sun will hide behind thick lead clouds all day long, and will be reluctant to spread the warm sunshine to the earth. The cold earthy atmosphere can easily invade people's bones through floor tiles, felts, leather jackets and all things that keep warm.

Under the sea of ​​clouds, there are endless mountains.

Gregori, floating in the air, kept searching downwards. In its eyes, there was nothing abnormal in the mountains below, but for some reason, it seemed that something was wrong. It didn't know whether it had improved its strength or it was a total psychological effect. After all, the owner in front stopped here and was also observing the lower part.

Feng Yue suddenly changed her posture, and dived down a mountain like a meteor on her head. Looking at the casting, it was a stance that was about to hit the mountain head.

Gregory was startled, although he knew that the mountain was extremely fragile compared to its owner's body.

The wind and moon silently sank into the mountain peak and disappeared, and the desolate peak seemed to have never happened.

Gregory gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and carefully fell to the mountain. Sure enough, its four claws should have touched the realm, but after half a day, it just kept falling and not touching anything.

Gregory quickly opened his eyes and realized that the surrounding scene had changed into a vast black swamp! The previous peak covered with vegetation had disappeared from view.

The unique thorns and mud trees in the swamp are exposed on the surface of the swamp, like thin, dying hands. Gregory is falling rapidly. He is about to rush into the swamp mud that is surging with bubbles, and suddenly a powerful force comes from his tail!

The scenery in front of the sacred dragon rolled and switched rapidly. When it finally suppressed its dizziness and hovered in the air, it realized that it was already a thousand meters high. Feng Yue, who was close to the swamp, looked towards the sky with his left hand, and still maintained a throwing posture.

The sacred dragon knew that its cowardice had angered its master, so it immediately flew behind Feng Yue and made the most docile look. While quietly looking at the black swamp that suddenly appeared.

This swamp is very vast and looks like it has a long history. Several small islands are covered with dense rotten forests. If you look closely at the endless black mud, you will find that it is not as calm as the surface. The thick black covers its extremely slow flow and ups and downs, as if the breath of a huge strange beast in the sleeping place. Occasionally, a large bubble bursts from the depths of the black mud, spewing out a large cloud of death, making people wonder if there will be some creature coming out from the bottom of the rock next moment.

Gregory, who was still a skull dragon, was very familiar with this environment. This is the kingdom of the dead, the paradise of the dead, and the dark swamp where all the breath of life will be rejected!

In the middle of the swamp, a majestic and solemn castle of the undead is standing. It is decorated with white bones and rotten wood as pillars, and the undead and black fog as sculptures, floating on the mud of the swamp. The most magnificent and tall building in the castle looks like it is built from the skeleton of an unknown giant beast. The skull of the beast, which is more than ten meters tall, is heading towards the sky, and a large cloud of thick black fog will be sprayed out from its huge mouth. The fog condenses but does not dissipate, slowly rising to the sky. It mixes into the layer of dark gray clouds that will never dissipate.

Only then did Gregory understand why he was foolish just now. This castle of undead is constantly creating mist of hypocrisy, covering everything in the dead swamp in illusions. The undead who builds the spire of the illusion and activates the mist of hypocrisy must be a corpse witch, or even a lich with great magic, because the mist of hypocrisy floating in the sky is very clever and can actually hide from the eyes of the sacred dragon.

Looking from afar, the walls and buildings of the Undead Castle were covered with low and small undead creatures. Under the command of the corpse witches and ghosts, they were busy building and strengthening the castle. On the swamp around the castle, more than ten undead monsters were traveling back and forth like a large ball of paste. Their translucent bodies were wrapped with rotten wood, and they spit out the rotten wood at the edge of the castle.

Looking at this prosperous undead country, the sacred dragon Glicoli couldn't help but feel warm, as if he was returning to his hometown.

There are still many undead creatures hidden in the bottomless black silt. However, within a thousand meters around Fengyue, no undead creature dared to emerge.

Feng Yue snorted coldly, opened her slender hand, lifted the Death Scythe and slowly floated towards the Undead Castle.

Gregory was very confused about his master's fighting posture. The master had already stood at the top of all undead creatures before he reached this world. Now, no matter what he was hiding in the castle of the Dead, let alone trying to fight with the master. The pressure generated by the master when he increased his power was enough to crush the castle in front of him!

How can the master do it when dealing with these low-level undead creatures? Gregory thought. It is now a sacred dragon. Even if its strength is still similar to that of the bone dragon, the suppression of undead creatures in its attributes is much greater. Gregory has always followed his master and dealt with very powerful beings, and there are not many opportunities for bullying the weak like in front of him.

Therefore, Gregory felt itchy and eager to try it out.

But it knew that the master never did boring things. Thinking of this, Gregory immediately sang the magic of dragon language, blessing the real vision he had just learned.

The final disguise of the Undead Castle finally appeared in front of it.

Gregory suddenly took a breath, because he saw three very familiar powerful auras from the castle of the Undead!

That is the breath of a king! How could the three kings of the Death World appear here?

"Master! Wait a minute! The king is not hiding in the Undead Castle, right? You... you should be careful! Although they cannot compare with your power at all, they have three! These despicable guys will definitely rush over!"

Feng Yue nodded lightly, and still floated forward without any haste. Gregory looked at her back. Suddenly his back felt numb and he trembled in no way. In the graceful back, he didn't know how terrible the power was contained, and at this moment, these powers were being released one by one.

The swamp within a few miles suddenly boiled, and countless immortal creatures gathered layer by layer like moths to the fire, one by one, and one by one mud bubble. The various undead who were originally lurking in the deepest part of the mud floated out of the mud, like the beach behind the tide. The waves retreated and the stones appeared! They piled together quietly, and acted as if they were at slaughtering others, but no undead dared to approach within a thousand meters of Fengyue.

Feng Yue paused, raised her black hair slightly, her silver eyes and jade head, staring at the death castle standing on the road ahead. In an instant, time stopped, and all things looked up at this beautiful dream in eternity.

She continued to move forward. Behind her, there was a long ray of fireworks of various colors, like the queen's shaking her hair. It was the splendid smoke left by her overly powerful force tearing the space!

Where the smoke dissipated, the silt in the black swamp had become a hard place. A wide avenue continued to extend in the mud, and it went directly to the gate of the Undead Castle.

The melodious and majestic dragon roar behind her sounded again.

To Feng Yue's surprise, when the dragon roar ended, a faint light appeared on her body! She danced the Death Scythe casually, feeling that this terrifying weapon was a little more flexible than usual.

The Dragon Blessing is one of the few auxiliary magics in the Dragon Word magic that can be blessed to creatures outside the Dragon Clan. It can slightly increase the speed and strength of the recipient.

"Gregory, you finally use something." Feng Yue praised the Holy Dragon in a rare manner. Although her tone was still cold, the huge vanity, joy and unprecedented sense of accomplishment had made Gregory almost faint.

The sacred dragon in the sky made a secret decision that, no matter what, it would first study and understand the auxiliary magic in the dragon language magic, no matter how difficult they seemed!

The densely packed lowly undead creatures on the Undead Castle suddenly sensed something at the same time. They immediately threw down the tools in their hands and headed towards the other side of the Undead Castle like a tide.

"Come out! Otherwise I will tear down your nest." Feng Yue's voice was not loud, but it spreads out like an endless ripples, instantly spreading across every corner of the Dead Swamp, and there would be no dead corners in the Undead Castle.

With the creaking sound, the gate of the undead castle was ten meters high, and the three kings stepped out. The center was the lich Elgra, the black warrior emperor and the bone emperor were on the left and right. Their expressions were still solemn, but they could not hide it. In the eyes of the strong, the world was very narrow. Although this world was many times wider and richer than the abandoned land. But since they were in this world, the kings would have to face the wind and moon for a day sooner or later.

But they didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. The three kings knew that Feng Yue came to the door so easily, probably because of the black warrior emperor who refused to return the demon lotus armor leaf. Although the lich Elgra has used all the ways he could think of to seal the aura of the demon lotus, the concept of foolproof is only meaningful within his ability. Judging from today's results, Feng Yue must have a method that the kings cannot understand to sense the existence of the demon lotus armor leaf.

But after fighting together for so long, Elgra and the Bone Emperor did not blame the Black Warrior Emperor. They knew that the Black Warrior Emperor must have his own reasons, although he would not say anything.

"You..." Feng Yue looked at the three kings with some confusion. Is this the king she remembers?

Gregory in the sky could not believe his eyes, it flew closer without realizing it.

The power of the three kings has been restored, and their majesty remains the same as before, but...their appearance is really inconsistent with their identity and strength.

Feng Yue could see at a glance that only the lich Elgra was holding the staff of the first encounter in his hand, which could be called a sigh of loss. In addition, the three kings combined did not even have a magical equipment that could be seen slightly! The mail worn by the Bone Emperor was slightly strengthened with magic, and what about the Black Warrior Emperor? The black iron giant sword in his hand, the iron armor covered with the body, was only thick and heavy enough, and had no magic effect at all. This low-level product was even worse than the standard equipment of a heavy infantry man.

Too shabby!

Gregory finally found the right adjective. It really cannot understand why the kings became so poor?

If the three kings still had equipment for abandoned land, they might be able to fight Fengyue together. But now, facing the three kings who are almost naked, Fengyue doesn't even need to use the Demon Lotus and the Death Scythe.

"Dear Fengyue, you are finally here." Algra sighed.

"How did you come to this world?" Feng Yue did not leave any affection to the three kings, and it hit the vital point.

The three kings looked at each other. In the end, the Bone Emperor spoke with difficulty: "Dear Fengyue, I have to admit it. We did not keep the promise of the day..."

"Well, so that's how it is. So, respectful kings, do you feel guilty at this moment if you don't keep your promise?" Feng Yue asked faintly.

All three kings were silent.

Feng Yue slowly lifted the Death Scythe and said, "This way, as compensation for me, we will duel again. I will use one-on-three. If you still lose, you will join my legion from now on."

The kings were really embarrassed this time. Looking back on the time, a few years ago, Feng Yue had just become the eighth king in the world of death, but a few years later, she actually had to fight them against one against three!

In a few years, in the long life of the kings, which often cost thousands of years, was just a quick moment!

Although the three kings were almost completely lost their equipment and their strength was greatly damaged, if they could not defeat Feng Yue with three enemies and one, then joining Feng Yue's legion would not be a shame.

At this moment, the kings could not measure the power of Fengyue and Earth. After all, they were not familiar with this world and could not fully grasp the use of the power of death.

Just as Elgra and the Bone Emperor were still weighing the trade-offs, the Black Warrior Emperor stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "I refuse."

Feng Yue slowly lifted the scythe of the God of Death, looked at the Black Warrior Emperor with silver eyes expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Dear Black Warrior Emperor, do you have any suggestions?"

The Black Warrior Emperor said firmly: "Respected Fengyue, the dignity of the king cannot be desecrated. Your power overwhelms me, but you cannot override my dignity. I will never join your legion. If the duel fails, I will choose to destroy it."

Feng Yue said coldly: "Your destruction cannot constitute compensation for me."

There was already a little anger in her silver eyes. The endless climbing power in her body not only distorted the surrounding space, forming a shield with a faint glow. There was also an overflowing force shot out from time to time. Occasionally, a trace of overflowing force shot on the black warrior emperor's ground armor would leave a foot-long cut on the deep black thick armor.

Looking at Feng Yue in his rage. Faced with the coming storm, the black warrior emperor had no trace of cowardice in his burning eyes. He raised the giant sword in his hand high.

However, even Gregory knew that not to mention the black iron giant sword that could be seen everywhere, even the unprotected body of the Black Warrior Emperor himself might be shattered by the protective force field composed of twisted spaces that were filled with seven colors of light and filled with twisted space!

Elgra sighed heavily and said, "There are too many wars between kings. Why do we fight from the world of death to this world? Respecting Earth Fengyue, we recognize your overwhelming power now, and we also believe that you should be compensated. But it is really hard for us to accept the permanent participation of your Earth Legion. Can I ask if you need our strength when you come here specifically?"

Feng Yue was silent for a while and finally said, "Yes, I need a strong man."

The Bone Emperor said: "Dear Fengyue, with your strength, you feel that it is difficult for us to help you too much. However, we can temporarily join your legion as compensation. What do you think?"

"Very good, thirty days."

The three kings discussed for a while with their spiritual fluctuations and said, "Agree."

Feng Yue looked at the Castle of the Undead, and her tone softened, and asked, "Dear Kings, where are your powerful equipment? Where are the fire of wisdom?"

Elgra sighed: "The great fire of wisdom was at the cost of extinction that we were able to successfully come to this world. All our equipment, except this staff, was broken down into original magic power to support the continuation of time and space drifting."

Feng Yue frowned slightly and said, "Is it the thing that can activate group teleportation..."

“It was also broken down…”

Feng Yue sighed and said, "So that's the case. So, respected Elgra, are you willing to explain the mystery of the Dark Dragon Altar for me?"

Elgra hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Although the Dark Dragon Altar has been destroyed, I am willing to share with you the mystery of the magic circle on the altar and use it as part of your compensation. The magic circle is very complicated and it takes some time to explain it. You can just take a look at our simple castle. As for it..." The lich looked at the sacred dragon in the sky and said, "My servants can't bear its sacred breath, so please wait outside the castle!"

Feng Yue nodded and followed the three kings into the Undead Castle.

Of course, Gregory did not dare to object to Feng Yue's decision. He looked around and within his sight, there were only rotten forests and mud, and he could not see half of the moving living creatures or undead creatures.

Feng Yue increased her strength just now, but the supreme majesty forced all the undead creatures in the sludge out of the swamp. At this moment, she restrained her strength. The undead who had never known what fear was immediately acted instinct and hid desperately into the bottom of the swamp.

Gregory sighed and lowered his head. What it couldn't stand the most was loneliness.

Lake Logar, with a radius of 500 kilometers, is the largest inland lake in the northern country, and several famous rivers meet here. Therefore, Lake Logar is also called the pearl of the empire. There are countless beautiful legends surrounding this beautiful and rich lake.

Lake Logar faces mountains and plains on three sides. The town of Logar, surrounded by mountains and rivers, is a good place for retirement for small and medium-sized people in the empire. However, Lake Logar is too north, and it takes half a year to be in the cold winter, so some nobles with family backgrounds only choose to take a vacation here in summer.

On the gentle slope near the lake, there are several rows of small buildings of different styles. On the terrace of a three-story building, an old man was sitting on a lounge chair with a thick blanket on his knees, quietly enjoying the sunshine, looking at the vast lake in front of him and several small fishing boats vaguely visible in the distance. Perhaps when the next snow and snow comes, Lake Logar will freeze.

The old man sat peacefully, and the passage of time seemed to be meaningless to him.

The sky gradually darkened and the wind became stronger. The old man seemed to feel a little cold, tightened his collar, stood up slowly, and prepared to go back to the house.

"I have to cook a good cup of black tea for myself, well, add some McCar's productive honey. Alas, it's colder again, it looks like winter will arrive earlier this year..." The old man muttered to himself like many older people while packing the thick blanket.

A cold voice suddenly came to his ear: "Winter is here."

The old man shook his whole body, slowly raised his head and looked into the house.

In the room, Feng Yue with black hair and silver eyes was already standing there at some time.

Behind her were three mysterious figures wrapped in thick black robes. Their aura was strong and weird. After a while, they could feel that the black on their outer robe seemed to be spreading quietly, devouring the small amount of dim light in the room.

The old man blinked his dim and turbid eyes and smiled helplessly. He sighed and stood up straight with his hunched body. The wrinkles on his face stretched out one by one, and the turbid eyes turned clear. In a blink of an eye, he completely became another person. This ability to change his body without using any external objects was originally one of the most practical terrifying skills in the dark world.

Feng Yue said coldly: "Long time no see, Lord Ban."

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