Saber and termites really don't want to continue moving forward. Thanks to Il's words, even if the sword licks blood on the head, the saber, who has seen the bloody storm, is sweating coldly at his possible end.??.??`c?o?m?

I looked around and saw that there was nothing special about the skeleton that I couldn't tell, but the problem was that the undead bone dragon and the headless knight were silent and strict, with aura as powerful as a prison, ferocious and terrifying, making people really not have the courage to resist.

"Forget it, I can only take one step at a time. If these undead really want to eat us, I will break their teeth even if I die."

The sabre was angry with him, subconsciously trying to touch his knife. After touching it for a while, he smiled bitterly and was playing with his knife. Now he was playing with the skeleton as a toy. The dragon bone was knocking, and the most speechless thing was that the sound had a tone.

"He's it, was this guy still an art soldier before he died!"

The saber slandered his stomach, and suddenly felt the termites and Il leaning over, grabbing him tightly, his teeth tied and shaking constantly.

"Saber, you... look."

The termite grabbed his hand hard and stuttered.

The saber looked in the direction of his finger, and his scalp suddenly became numb and his heart sank to the bottom.

Looking up the hillside, there is a basin. On the black ground, pale figures cover the entire basin like ants. The pale towering tower into the clouds is in the center of the basin. Countless bones and dead are tireless and silent, heading towards the pale tower like a tide.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, the sound like a snare drum, was like the leaping sound of the heart, slowly sounded in the silent and silent world. The boneless souls climbed up the pale tower silently like hardworking ants accompanied by the blood-burning sound.

At this time, the saber appeared, and the pale tower was actually made of white bones. The dead who were sleeping in this black basin woke up from death, got up, and then climbed up the tower, and used their last strength to achieve the greatness of the pale tower...?.?`

Woo woo woo woo woo!

From time to time, there were huge undead bone dragons that seemed to be pieced together randomly in the sky. Those terrifying white bone beasts that covered the sky and suppressed the entire sky occasionally flew down from the sky and grabbed a few strange white bone undead. With a trembling claws, the white bone undead were dismantled into bone racks.

Then the undead bone dragons would stop and try to find some thicker bones among the dispersed white bones to replace a part of themselves.

The undead who had been demolished would get up again after the undead bone dragon left with satisfaction, use the bones that the undead bone dragons looked down upon, and then continue to move towards the tower.

This is repeated, day and night.

Even if they ignore the identities of their undead, just this overwhelming number makes people feel a little panicked. At least the saber is a little panicked.

"Damn it, how could there be so many?"

Il screamed.

"This place is probably an ancient battlefield."

Termites swallowed their saliva, "That's why there are so many undead."

“I want to know more about what they are doing than their number?”

The saber pointed at the undead who spread like a tide and built the tower of bones with his own bodies.

"I have no idea."

Il pulled his head in pain, "I really don't know. The undead magic has long been cut off. The whereabouts of the last lich Arthas was unknown more than three hundred years ago. After that, even if there were still people who secretly practiced undead magic, they were just some poor people who could not even break through the holy position."

"I really don't know the one in front of me...?.?`"

The Saber was a little disappointed and wanted to ask something else, but he saw the skeleton turn around and click towards the undead bone dragon in the sky. I don’t know how they communicate without vocal cords.

But soon the undead bone dragon that had been flying quietly in the sky roared and fell down. He grabbed the skeleton, and with force, the pale dragon cage formed a white bone cage, directly grabbed the three swords and slammed the wings of the bones, soared into the sky and flew towards the Tower of the Bones.

Condescendingly, although it was extremely uncomfortable to fly by the undead bone dragon, the oncoming wind was like a knife, which made people unable to open their eyes, the Saber still tried hard to open his eyes and looked down.

When standing on the hillside, I already felt that there were countless white bones and undead everywhere, but now I could see the terrifying number, how many, 100,000, million, or more, just by looking down from the air.

The saber was no longer counted, and only the numbness and fear of heart palpitations. So many undead appeared on the Moon Star, lurking like this. Even if most of them were boneless undead below level ten, it would be a catastrophe for the entire Moon Star.

Although the Saber is just a small person on the Moon Falling Star, I don’t know why I actually started to care about this issue at this moment, maybe because they are the dead.

Even though the undead bone dragon was extremely fast, they flew for ten minutes before finally reaching the front of the Bone Tower. When they looked at it from afar, they already felt that the Bone Tower was majestic, but when they got closer, they could truly feel their insignificance.

This white bone tower may be nearly 10,000 meters thick, and the height is unclear, because a large part of it has been hidden in the clouds and is accompanied by thunder and lightning.

It was about a thousand meters away from the Tower of Bones, and the undead bone dragon fell down and crawled on the ground in almost awe. After a while, the three of them put down their sabers, flapped their wings and flew away, and disappeared into the sky.

And the headless knight had long been unknown where he went.

The saber looked around and found that there were no undead in the place where they were, but instead they were full of redbuds, like an exquisite flowerbed, which made people unbelievable. Just one step away, there was a gloomy and terrifying undead frenzy.

"Fuck, that's the other side of the shore. They actually pulled the other side of the shore to plant valuable redbuds?!"

The Saber was still wondering if he could escape, but he heard Il screaming.

He looked over and saw the funny skeleton pulling out a flower with strange waves. The flower was half red and half white, looking quite strange, and a human face was vaguely outlined on the petals.

"The other side of the river?"

The Saber murmured, "Is it the Red Riding Flower that can harmonize the soul, make soul potion, and help break through the holy position?"

"It's not wrong. That's the other side of the river."

Il's heart was bleeding, "They actually pulled out just to plant some weeds?"

Il started to pull his head again, looking a little crazy.

"they?"

The saber's pupils shrank, and then there were many figures in this exquisite flowerbed. Unlike the boneless dead, those figures were flesh and blood, like living people, but the strong aura of death scattered on their bodies still exposed their identities.

They are also undeads, more advanced undead than white bones. They are undead knights, corpse monsters, or ghouls? They cannot recognize the saber, but they immediately gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

It seemed that the breath of living people was sensed. The undead who were busy in the flower garden looked over, and were stared at by so many pairs of cold eyes. The saber suddenly felt a little cold.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

The skeleton knocked on it again, waved to them, and signaled them to follow. The Sabers did not dare to resist, and they walked through the flowerbed with their teeth and carefully avoided the worthless redbuds. These undead had even pulled out the other side flowers. Just to plant these redbuds, God knew that if they accidentally stepped on one, these guys would tear them to pieces directly.

"I can't stand it, I'll have to kill and cut it out..."

Termites are about to collapse. Compared to death, it is even more unbearable to bear the pressure brought by these undeads.

"Shut up. Want to die? He is so, have you forgotten where is this? Do you think you can be free from death?"

The saber covered the termite's mouth and whispered.

The expressions of termites and Il's faces became even more ugly, but fortunately, the torture was finally over. The skeleton took them to the gate of the Tower of Bones, and then happily knocked on the bones and ran towards the gate.

"snort."

With a cold snorkeling, the skeleton, who seemed to have a high status, was blown away by a wind before reaching the gate, and fell to the foot of the sabre, and his whole body was dispersed. The poor guy quickly looked for his legs, heads, hands and so on the ground like a headless fly.

"Are you three lucky guys?"

A cold voice sounded, and a cold figure shrouded in the black robe floated out of the gate, condescending, looking at the three of them coldly, "You are lucky. Your Majesty doesn't want to kill people today. So, you have a chance, a chance to serve Your Majesty. Are you willing?"

The three Sabers looked at each other and wanted to say they were unwilling, but when they looked at the skeleton who was still crawling around on the ground for bones, they immediately smiled bitterly, "We, do."

"A wise choice. Come with me, you need to make a little proof of your allegiance. Don't worry, it's just a trivial proof."

"I don't know what kind of proof it is?"

Saber asked boldly.

"Hehe, what else can you prove except the soul?"

Then the legs of the Sabers suddenly became soft.

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