The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0152 front and rear

The Skeleton King looked around. The entire zombie colony had turned into a refugee camp crawling all over the ground, and there were disabled zombies rummaging through corpses to find suitable body parts.

It seems that I am still the slowest to finish!

Feeling a little embarrassed, the Skeleton King stabbed down with his sword, sticking to the green-haired zombie's cheek with a slight margin, and plunged into the soil, causing its body to tremble wildly in fright.

It's good to be afraid. Skeleton King is really afraid that it is a fearless bag. Knowing the fear of death will have the possibility of sacrificing freedom for life.

"Stand up!" Skeleton King shouted coldly, but he used his mental strength: "Tell me about your situation!"

The intelligence of the green-haired zombie is obviously higher than that of the zombie warrior who came out to fight just now. After standing up tremblingly, he no longer had the arrogance and bravery at the beginning. Some hesitated.

The Skeleton King lifted the great sword lightly, shook a huge sword flower, and hung it with the shield again behind his back. The green-haired zombie was already a little afraid of the big skeleton's weapon, and took two steps back shyly. The hesitation just now disappeared, and he knelt down tamely, with two shiny black hands hanging on the ground.

Under the instruction of the Skeleton King, the green-haired zombie, who had no choice but to surrender, drove his subordinates back together with a whimper. After a lot of disturbance just now, these zombies regained their own bodies again. After taking them back, they didn't quite fit together. The five zombie fighters who fought the most fiercely just now stood in the front row, still screaming on the trombone, grinning and showing their fangs to express their dissatisfaction.

As soon as the three dark knights lifted the reins, their 4-meter-high huge bodies including man and horse appeared in front of all the zombies. pacing. The horse's hoof the size of a baby's head hit the ground, and the monotonous "da da" sound seemed to echo in the hearts of the zombies, making them huddle together in fear. If the leader's power was not still there, they would all want to go back to themselves The crypt under the soil, back to the quiet and peaceful small space.

Suppressing possible riots, the Skeleton King let the green-haired zombies put all the ordinary zombies back, leaving only 5 zombie fighters. After receiving the long-lost order, the ordinary zombies immediately scattered and ran back to the vicinity of the crypt, and after a while of squeezing, they finally re-buried themselves in the soil.

The Skeleton King communicated with these zombies for a while, and only then did he have a rough understanding of the situation nearby. In fact, some information that should be known has already been obtained from Specter, and the green-haired zombie can only be regarded as a small supplement here.

The green-haired zombie can be regarded as a relatively weak so-called "lord" in the vicinity, but its lord is not recognized by the surrounding lords, and can only be regarded as the leader of a zombie cluster. Near its territory, there are only three large-scale groups within a thousand miles. One is the largest group of ghosts, and there is a level 11 ghost lord in it; the other is a group of skeletons, with about 5,000 skeletons in it, and the lord is a level 9 The skeleton general; one is the mummy group, there are probably more than 300 mummies in it, and the mummy elders have level 11, and they have occupied a leftover tomb, which is the most deadly plot nearby.

For the green-haired zombie, since he awakened his intelligence here, he has never wandered again, and his memory of the previous ignorant period is also very vague, so the information he understands is extremely narrow. The Skeleton King and Specter compared the information, and both decided to target the mummy group as the next attack target. After all, they also need a stable and habitable base, and the large tomb site over the mummy is quite suitable.

Therefore, the small group of mummies faced the fate of being enslaved and losing their freedom because they stood where they should not stand.

As a result, the group of zombies who had just taken a nap were driven out again, shaking their bodies and staggering towards a certain direction. As for the specific direction, no one has ever been able to make it clear. In this undead world that does not distinguish between day and night, and does not distinguish between directions, all actions are assigned by the strong, and the subordinates only need to follow suit.

Zombies can live in chaos, but Skeletron and Specter can't. As the commanders of this small cemetery force, they must have a clear sense of time and direction. Therefore, after some discussion, with Yuanfeng Peak as the center of location, the group of zombies that were just exterminated is in the northeast, while the group of mummies is in the northwest, about 400 miles away.

For the vastness and desolation of the undead world, it can be seen from here that there are 400 miles between any two similar small tribes, which made the two cemetery heroes who just came here sigh. We must find a way to solve the problem of slow mobility, otherwise we will rely on our feet to walk, and with the footsteps of these semi-crippled people, 400 miles is enough for six or seven days.

The master is still ambitiously trying to unify the undead world. At this speed, it is estimated that the master will die before the troops reach the end of the undead world. The detachment is inevitable. The Skeleton King and the Vampire Earl lead the zombie group to march slowly. The Specter leads the Ice Demon, Dark Knight, and Ice Banshee to the tomb in advance.

Thus, the specter and the ice demon soared into the sky on two bat demons, the three dark knights let go of their horses, and followed closely on the ground all the way in smoke and dust, and the three ice banshees followed behind with endless smirks . As a spiritual body, the injured banshee didn't need any treatment. It only took half a day to absorb the ubiquitous negative energy in the world and recover itself.

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Inside the stone tower.

Li Xun is instructing Little Jack on special spiritual training.

After the last "magic experiment", Little Jack has sensed the magic element happily and successfully completed the first meditation. The greatly increased mental power and the pure soul after being extremely squeezed have become his most powerful weapon now. With these two strengths that mages are most proud of, it can be predicted that his road ahead will be smooth. However, after another test, Li Xun was surprised to find that the person Jack was most friendly with was the power of the soul.

I rely on! After reaching this conclusion, Li Xun couldn't help but swear.

Was it the soul crystals he used to supplement his soul power when his soul evolved, or was it the fusion of his own soul fragments? This is beyond investigation, but the use of Little Jack's exquisite soul power is real.

Although I have the title of a psion, but almost none of the real psionics, and many times I can't even distinguish between psionics and enchantment spells. How can this teach little Jack? Should he switch to Necromancer? Thinking about it feels unreliable.

Are those who practice undead spells either psychopathically twisted, or obsessed with obsession? And Little Jack's family is happy and at ease, why bother to deal with bones and corpses all day long!

Therefore, Li Xun, who was just a teacher for the first time, began to rack his brains to plan for his apprentice's future. There is no one to support the general mage's growth path. Most of them go as far as they can go. As for whether the path they choose in front of them matches their own attributes, that is something that mid-level mages will consider in the future. But like Li Xun, his apprentices have just reached the standard of formal mages in terms of spiritual power and soul power, and almost none of them can master real spells. It is simply too rare for spells to be perfectly aligned with one's own soul attributes.

But Li Xun, who was in a daze, didn't realize what was wrong with this. In Li Xun's view, to be able to recognize a junior as his apprentice, he must be properly arranged, otherwise how can he be worthy of this "teacher"!

The power of the soul!

Let yourself think about it again!

Li Xun had no choice but to put aside the problem of choosing a path for the time being, and began to instruct Jack to use his mental power to perfectly control the gathered magic elements. The "Dancing Lights" etched into that soul fragment last time became the only choice for Jack to practice.

After some trials and practice, Jack successfully mastered the spell and completed it seriously in front of the teacher. With the chanting of the spell, Jack adjusted his mental power, driving the magic elements to form a stable structure in midair, and finally manifested. A soybean-like spot of light emerged in the void, and the light and shade of the luster fluctuated, showing the fluctuation and instability of the manipulator's mental power.

Li Xun didn't interfere or guide anything, just smiled gently all the time.

Little Jack stabilized his mood and began to try to induce the dots of light to dance in the air. During this period, the dots of light almost collapsed due to mistakes in the technique several times. However, under the infusion of abundant mental power, the dots of light tenaciously survived the running-in period and successfully persisted. for a quarter of an hour.

Only then did Li Xun nod his head in satisfaction, and simply pointed out some small mistakes made by Little Jack just now, and demonstrated it himself. Although Li Xun had forgotten the Dancing Light technique last time, it was only a level 0 trick, and he learned it again in less than 10 minutes.

Li Xun exerted all his strength, and the light spot that appeared could be called a torch, which was already comparable to the flash and lighting techniques. Under the control of mental power, the head-sized light spots hover and dance, and can even imitate the shape, turning into various lifelike small animals from time to time, galloping in the midair of the study room, occasionally passing through Little Jack's body, causing him bursts of amazement.

Little Jack, who has just manipulated this light spot, is very clear that he wants to manipulate this stable structure so proficiently, and he can also temporarily adjust the local characteristics of it as he likes, which shows that his teacher has extremely powerful spiritual power and control power . Therefore, the eyes looking at the teacher contained more worship and admiration, which made Li Xun couldn't help being a little dazzled.

An 18-year-old boy spends his nights walking in brocade clothes all day long, with so many magical and mysterious things hidden in his arms, but he dares not reveal the slightest bit, his eyes have turned green long ago. It's rare to have a chance to show off, which can increase the young man's confidence in himself. Of course, Li Xun worked hard to play tricks.