The Rise of the Cemetery

It's an extraordinarily beautiful subplane.

Land occupies more than 40% of the surface of the entire plane. This is extremely rare among the many large and small planes in the vast sea of ​​stars. You know, even if the total land area of ​​the main plane where Klein Continent is located only accounts for 30%.

Based on this alone, this subplane is enough to support more creatures. And the population is undoubtedly the most basic parameter to measure the development speed of a plane. If it is not limited by the short time for the formation of the plane, I am afraid that the future development potential of this "wizard world" will far exceed that of the main plane of Klein Continent.

But that's how things go.

Whether a plane can grow safely and smoothly requires not only sufficient background, but also excellent struggle and luck, and the latter is undoubtedly more important.

Luck sometimes overrides all other factors!

The wizarding world, November 27, 1173 in the wizarding calendar.

It was a serene and peaceful sunset, the sky was covered with lavender sunset glow, and the mysterious continent that had been bustling all day gradually fell into silence.

But at the most beautiful and quiet moment in this continent, the sunset glow in the sky turned unusually bright red, like a boundless flame burning in the sky.

The sky, which was already gradually dimming, brightened up again uncharacteristically, illuminating this vast and boundless land, as well as the mountains, rivers, lakes and forests above it.

The terrain of the mainland is winding and stretching, and there are many tall and undulating mountains, some extending tens of thousands of kilometers, and some are rugged and steep, with many dangerous peaks. Dots of human villages, towns, and large and small cities are scattered among them, together with dotted lakes and rivers, reflecting an extremely perfect human world.

But at this moment destined to be remembered by all the people of the witch god, the world has changed.

The strange sound of "clicking" sounded between the sky and the earth. A certain primeval forest near the west coast of this continent is already glowing red at this moment, as if a huge hole was suddenly pierced by a red-hot torch in the sky, and a continuous sea of ​​passive flames and flying silver snakes appeared in the sky.

The red clouds rolled, like boiling blood.

Countless jungle beasts and small herbivorous beasts ran out of their lairs in panic, silently watching the burning sky and the dark shadow that was still expanding slowly in the middle of the sky.

In the huge dark shadow that broke open in the sky, 7 small black spots suddenly flew out. Compared with the huge shadow, these 7 black dots seemed so insignificant, but when they passed by in the burning red sky, they looked so dazzling and hideous.

The 7 black dots did not gather together, but were blown by the powerful void hurricane at the breach to sparks flying, turning into meteors and falling to different corners of the world.

This kind of wonder of heaven and earth that has never appeared in the wizarding world has been directly witnessed by countless pairs of eyes, but very few can understand the meaning behind it, but Elkwin is definitely the best of those few people up.

A gorgeous city of silver and white is located at the northern foot of a huge mountain range.

When the sky and the earth changed, many wizards with congealed and terrifying auras came out of their habitats and floated above the city, sensing everything that happened in the distant sky.

While they were discussing, on the open-air balcony of a circular dome palace, the legendary wizard Elkwin, the leader of the great Silver Alliance, was also looking into the distance.

Seeing the layers of red clouds rolling like a sea of ​​blood, his forehead was furrowed, and his two long snow-white eyebrows were twisted together. When he saw black meteors piercing the sky, penetrating the clouds, and falling to the distant land, his old and wise face became more solemn, and he kept muttering "invader...invader " word.

Picking up a handful of soil from the ground, the legendary wizard Elkwin has quickly completed a prophecy-like witchcraft. A yellow, illusory human face condensed out of the mud, whispered a few words with him, and then disappeared into the air again.

Elkwin lightly turned the snake-eye ring on the little finger of his left hand, and soon his order was conveyed to those wizards who were still unaware. So after a while, groups of wizards floating in mid-air tried their best to fly towards the depths of the distant mountain range.

And below them, the huge and silent city slowly came alive. Holding torches high, human teams in neat armor rushed out of the city with loud shouts, and also rushed towards the distant mountains.

Just now, one of the seven strange black meteors landed in the nearby mountains, and its approximate location has been locked by the legendary wizard Elkwin.

...

However, at this moment, thousands of miles away, on a huge cliff backed by the turbulent coast, a grand and magnificent wizard tower stands on it.

This majestic wizard tower with a height of 7 floors is already full of brilliance at this moment. When all the witchcraft circles are in full swing, the overflowing elemental rainbow hangs on the tower, making it look like a charming and beautiful woman standing in full dress. .

In the central control hall at the core of the wizard tower, an old crooked old woman with a long stick in her hand was murmuring and casting spells. Under the reflection of the gorgeous and flowing elemental light belt, the black cloth strips that covered the old woman's eyes flickered on and off, looking eerie and treacherous, giving people a chilling feeling.

After a long time, the old woman finally stopped casting spells.

When the torrent of elements in the hall gradually dissipated, a hazy phantom slowly emerged in a corner of the hall.

"Your Excellency the Great Eye of the North, how should we deal with this invader?" A middle-aged witch who had just manifested respectfully bowed.

"Let the witches near the Quiet Forest cheer up. There are signs of two intruders there. All members belonging to the Northland Witches must send enough manpower to reinforce the partners of the Quiet Forest in addition to guarding the local wizard tower. .All the legendary witches will come to meet me, and then the Lord Sorcerer God will lower her clone to show us the way!"

This old woman known as the "Eye of the Northland" is obviously a legendary witch. Her orders are concise and powerful, and her words and deeds are firm and ruthless that no one can question.

This extremely solemn attitude was obviously beyond the expectations of the middle-aged witch. After all, she had initially perceived the danger of the intruder before she came, and it was only "slightly threatening", so she seemed a little hesitant about the decisiveness and prudence of the leader of the Northern Witch.

"Natasha, don't be fooled by the surface of fate! This time the invaders may not be strong, but behind them, I saw endless killings and bloody waves. If there is a slight omission in this response If not, I'm afraid it will bring unimaginable turmoil to our wizarding world."

The middle-aged witch Natasha shuddered in her heart, and hurriedly bowed to answer, and then the phantom gradually dissipated.

The old woman sighed faintly, leaning on a thick wooden staff that was taller than her, and came to the narrow window facing the sea with a soft "dong dong". Looking up at the bright moon and sky that had slowly returned to normal, this Eye of the Northland's heart was churning, just like the undulating rough sea under his feet, and he kept thinking about the strict order of the Witch God in his mind.

"The world is going to be chaotic!" she thought silently.

In her line of sight, several wizard towers within a hundred miles were lit up one after another, and the light was transmitted to the distance step by step.

...

In the middle of the distant continent, deep in a hidden crypt.

A group of creepy figures in black robes gathered around a fiery fire, gesticulating and arguing about something.

Because the voices were too noisy and chaotic, it was difficult to hear the specific content of the dispute they were discussing for a while, but from time to time, some sensational words would be yelled out, such as "invaders", "destroy the earth", "plague", "The Living Dead"...

Just when they couldn't stop arguing, a black flame sprang up from the crackling fire, and the whole cave was instantly shrouded in icy frost and cold wind.

All the black robes bowed their heads in unison and bowed respectfully to the black flame.

"Great black witch leader, please show us the direction! At this very moment, what should we do?" A guy who obviously had a prominent position among the black-robed wizards asked loudly.

"Friends, we were driven to this dark and damp underground cave by those despicable and insidious white wizards, and lived a hard life without the light of day. Here, we have no resources, no materials, no delicious warm food, no clean and tidy living among gophers, cavemen, and goblins. So who is responsible for all this?"

The voice that flowed out of the black flame was hoarse and low, but the demagogic and provocative slogan was exceptionally able to impress this group of black wizards hiding in Tibet.

Under the light of the beating flames, clusters of scarlet sharp lights lit up in the shadows of the hoods, and angry and crazy expressions appeared everywhere on the faintly visible pale faces. Slogans like "Kill back to the surface" and "Kill all the white wizards" were shouted hoarsely, without even a trace of the glory and respect of a noble spellcaster.

"This alien demon invasion is our chance! While those hypocrites are busy strangling the invaders, we need to reoccupy a piece of land on the surface that belongs to our dark wizards. That will be the kingdom of our dark wizards!" The black wizard who was invisible in the black flames was obviously an old hand at manipulating people's hearts, and with just a few words, he provoked the greatest desire of this group of black wizards.

So, amidst the roar of applause, the inexplicably excited black wizards swore their original blood oath, vowing to follow Lord "Black Light" to the death and contribute their efforts to the re-emergence of the black wizards.

It was night, and scenes like this were staged one after another in every corner of the wizarding world continent. From south to north, from east to west, whether it is the Northland Witch Organization dominating the north, the Silver Alliance of wizards on the West Coast with numerous wizard towers, or the loose Wizards Association on the East Coast, they all began to be affected by this inexplicable strange event. The invasion of the world affected the mind, which also changed the pattern of the entire world.

And some dark wizard gangs of all shapes and sizes filled in the gaps between the major wizarding forces are also just around the corner, secretly brewing one evil expansion plan after another.

The world is really about to change!