An undead councilor said: "Your Excellency, Speaker, that cannot be the reason for him to insult us."

Two more undead councilors stood up and pointed at Feng Qinglang like sculptures.

When the war was about to break out, a gust of breeze blew by. This was an extremely rare thing in the world of the undead, which seemed to be completely still.

The undead speaker turned his head and caught something in the wind.

He also stood up, and slowly stretched out his withered white fingers towards Feng Qinglang, but it was not to declare war, but to say: "The commander-in-chief wants to see him."

"What?"

"The commander-in-chief finally responded..."

"Hundreds of years have passed..."

"There is hope for our revival..."

Feeling the excitement rising among these old undead, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but frown.

The yellow light group jumped out of the torch again, leading the way ahead and continuing north. Feng Qinglang passed through them and suddenly stopped because he felt the balance in Di Allen's hand at the deepest point of the spiritual sea.

It shook a bit.

Immediately afterwards, the group of undead councilors in front of them immediately sensed something, and they all trembled. Then they knelt down and crawled to the ground. The arrogance of the people who were clamoring to declare war on Feng Qinglang disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by that.

It is extremely fanatical worship mixed with deep fear.

What happened? But Di Allen in the spiritual sea returned to silence...

Feng Qinglang could only smile bitterly and continue heading north.

The northernmost part of Alans continent

The endless darkness, with its ups and downs, looks like black sand dunes at first glance. But upon closer inspection, you realize that it is an endless ocean, but it has no waves. The ups and downs of the past are all frozen in a certain moment in history. Here,

It’s the legendary Dead Sea

The stars are like falling, separated from the stars, this is their return journey

Beside the dark ocean, a tall figure stood looking at the sea, holding a huge sword in his hand, and his red hair was like a burning flame.

Just the back view, already has the spirit of dominating the world and looking down on the world

Feng Qinglang thought, is this the leader of the world of the dead?

He was a little shocked by the other party's momentum, but the other party suddenly turned his head, grinned, and showed his white teeth: "Finally you are here, you bastard Allen, you lied to me to stay in this damn place for a whole thousand years.

Year

Feng Qinglang was a little startled. After a closer look, she discovered that although he was wearing armor and looked majestic, many parts of him were covered in black scorched earth and silt. It was obvious that he had just crawled out of the soil...

The red-haired man scolded: "You look so mighty from a distance. How can anyone come so close like you? Have you seen enough?"

Feng Qinglang once admired the style of the people of the silent era thousands of years ago. When he got closer and took a closer look at the other person's appearance, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Kunsang?"

In the Orc War thousands of years ago, De Allen was the legendary adjutant, and his illustrations even accompanied De Allen in history textbooks. However, Kunsang in front of him, if you look closely, his face is covered with dense wrinkles.

.

The red-haired man nodded and said, "It's me, it's your turn to introduce yourself."

"Di Dynasty, Feng Qinglang." Out of respect for history, Feng Qinglang bowed respectfully.

Kunsang said dissatisfied: "Please don't look at me with the eyes of admiring historical relics. When I was as young as you, I was so magnificent and incomparable... Uh, Feng family, follow the maternal nature, Feng Yayan's lineage?

"

"Yes, but after a thousand years, it will only be a collateral line."

"Tch, what does it matter to the direct line and collateral line? If you can stand here safe and sound, I believe it will not be difficult to become the emperor."

Feng Qinglang remained silent, Quan Dang acquiesced.

"Stop talking nonsense, open your spiritual sea and I will wake up Allen"

Feng Qinglang hesitated for a moment, but still followed the instructions and let Kunsang explore the depths of her spiritual sea.

Light and shadow intersect rapidly...

Kunsang had come under the huge sculpture and looked at the depressed De Allen. The unruliness and arrogance in front of him had completely disappeared. He strode forward, and De Allen's eyes also blinked. It was obvious that

Just waking up.

Kunsang's whole body began to tremble. He took a deep breath, then hugged Di Allen tightly, using all his strength. Then he burst into tears like a child and sobbed: "Elder brother

, I haven’t seen you for a thousand years and I thought I would never see you again.”

Di Allen hugged Kunsang back and said warmly: "How I wish I could never meet again. You also understand that this is the beginning of disaster..."

Kunsang cried even harder: "You lied to me and asked me to become the undead commander of the devil. What kind of rule over the world, what kind of boundless road... The result was that at the beginning of the millennium, Steele often came to accompany me, but later, she

The time she left here was getting longer and longer, and the time she came back was getting shorter and shorter, until one day, she left without saying goodbye, leaving only a letter, saying that she had a premonition that her silver boiling point was coming soon, and she wanted to find a beautiful and uninhabited place.

End your life quietly...

I was so worried about her and wanted to go find her, but remembering your instructions, I continued to stay here honestly. Day after day passed, and year after year passed. In order to last longer, I often hid in

In the soil of the undead, sometimes I sleep for several years, then I wake up, thinking about Steele, then you, and then I continue to sleep...

Asleep and awake, a thousand years have passed like this..."

Di Allen hugged Kunsang harder, and the liquid in his eyes flowed out quietly. He said softly: "Didn't I tell you to leave the position of commander-in-chief if there is a suitable candidate?"

"Is there any suitable candidate? You take the matter so seriously, of course I hope I can persist until...the moment I really can't persist."

That resolute voice was like a promise he had kept for thousands of years

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but purse her lips as she listened. It was indeed a legendary era, otherwise such a legendary friendship would not have been created...

After a while, the two people hugging each other and crying finally separated. Kunsang stared at Allen and sighed: "Elder brother, you are still so young, but I am old. I think back then, I was much more handsome than you."

"This...could you have remembered it wrong?"

"Okay, I can feel how weak your spirit is. We should get down to business. What should we do next to make this kid the leader of the undead?"

Kunsang's words really shocked Feng Qinglang. He was not interested in the human throne yet, let alone the throne of the undead.

Allen said: "Not only that, but also to awaken the four gods of the undead, launch the natural disaster of the undead, enter the Pandora Plains, and destroy Trithia. I have calculated that on the eve of the thousand-year undead catastrophe, Trithia will be extremely weak."

Allen turned to Feng Qinglang and asked, "Do you know what Trisia is?"

Feng Qinglang searched her mind and said: "There is a legendary mountain on the Pandora Plain. I heard that everyone who has seen it has died?"

"Trisia is the mountain with the name of the first undead, and part of Trisia's soul is sealed."
Chapter completed!