Endless darkness, borderless, empty

3,000 feet underground, a completely isolated area from top to bottom.

The thin air was full of rout, rotting earthy smells, bitterness.

A broken figure was entangled in countless chains, the other ends of which hung upside down between the lava.

The huge rock wall was hung upside down with countless ice edges, and the gaps in the ground were boiling with hot molten flame.

The figure in chains, head bowed slightly.

His long, fiery red hair, mixed with gravel and dust, was messy and dirty......

Unkempt and in tattered clothes.

His feet were bare, and the nails of his hands and feet were longer than his sword.

In addition to the imprisoned chains, there was also a strand of torn clothing, and the clothing also contained fragments of tattered armor.

It can be vaguely distinguished from the human form, which is the body of an adult male.

The man's bare skin was half purple and half red, and the blood mist evaporated by the terrifying heat here for a long time was all gone, and purple blood flowed in the veins, which was clearly visible.

It's like a purple mystery tattoo.

Eerie, fascinating.

Decadence, annihilation.

"Bitter!" the unkempt man imprisoned in this unknown space opened his dry lips lightly, and with all his might, squeezed the word out of his throat.

Bitterness, what is bitterness......

The man said only one word, like a belated answer, like an inquiry to someone.

Suffering, suffering of all beings.

Joy is boundless, and the sea of suffering cannot escape......

Whether the bitterness is a breath or not.

The ice ridge is evaporated by the hot gas, and a drop of water drips from the ice ridge......

Impartially, dripping on the man's right arm shoulder.

Tiny droplets of water, which are hard to see with the naked eye, penetrate into the skin of the red man.

"It's not bitter!" the water droplets touched his body, but the man's shoulders seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and the intense pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help howling in pain.

"Bitter!" the dripping water droplets awakened the red-haired man's consciousness with a strong pain, and the man slammed into a struggling struggle.

The entangled chains were shaken by the man's brute force and struck each other, making a burst of gold and iron clashing sounds.

The man made a lot of trouble, but he only shook the chains that bound him.

I don't know how much time has passed......

The man's movements range from intense to calm...... And then there was a dead silence......

In the entire dark space, except for the rolling molten flames, there is no living thing, no more life......

Heaven seems to have mercy and kisses the world with pain.

Just as the red-haired man's deep blue eyes gradually lost their vitality, and gradually fell silent......

Another drop of ice and water fell on top of the man's head.

The pain of the sword piercing through his soul made the man regain a trace of consciousness......

And so on...... It's like hell...... Pain...... but never perish......

The curse of immortality.

......

A corner of the battlefield for a long time.

"Fire!" The exhausted Alan looked at the sudden spark of fire on the horizon in the endless darkness, and excitedly shouted to Ah Yu, who was fighting bloodily on the other side, "Ah Yu! look, there is the flame of the Chifeng clan over there, it is reinforcements! We can retreat!"

"No, our mission is to spy on the enemy commander. It can't be withdrawn yet, and the local boss hasn't appeared yet. Ah Yu swung his sword and beheaded an enemy.

"This war is enough! we have successfully defended the village, we can encircle the enemy army by joining up with reinforcements, and the commander does not matter. We've already won......!"

Ah Yu didn't answer again, the reinforcements converged and surrounded the enemy legions, the crowd was in a commotion, and Ah Yu went against the direction of the crowd's rout.

Alain didn't have time to stop ...... and lost his sight.

The camp of the undead was stationed at the Soul Resentment Cliff, and a burly general with a black body and a beheading knife stood on the top of the cliff. Look at the battle situation that has been turned upside down below.

The face is unhappy...... Looming thunder is about to ......

"Report, on the right side of the cliff, there is a Feng clan warrior breaking through......" A skeleton announcer ran to the general from the right side, anxiously reporting the military order, but before the words fell, he was split in two from the beginning by the black broadsword.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The battle of this battle was led by the undead general Deadwood Deadwood Fall.

It was supposed to be a well-planned secret attack, but the whereabouts were discovered by a reconnaissance team led by two stinky boys.

But the forward reconnaissance team, which has less than 100 people, has nothing to fear. As long as they are all eliminated before the news spreads, the attack can still be completed perfectly.

But the truth is unpredictable.

The combat effectiveness of these two reconnaissance teams, 50 men each, far exceeded his expectations.

It was expected that the undead would be able to pursue them with three hundred iron horsemen, and they would be wiped out in a quarter of an hour.

Unexpectedly, the general Deadwood Deadwood waited for a quarter of an hour to the left, a quarter of an hour to the right, another quarter of an hour, and another quarter of an hour, but he still did not wait for the undead iron cavalry commander to come back and return to his life.

Impatient, he ordered the army to continue marching until he saw three hundred iron horsemen, and the whole army was destroyed.

The pitch-black skeletons, horses, and knights were all frozen in ice sculptures, and some were shattered to the ground, shattered into ice slag, and the remaining bases burned with flames that had not yet been extinguished.

"Bastard, chase me!" General Deadwood let out a hysterical growl.

Immediately after receiving the order, the legion turned into a black wave, trampled on the iron hooves, and moved forward, and its momentum shook the mountains and forests.

As long as the soul of the undead is immortal, the undead are immune to all physical damage, and the craggy white bones are covered with black iron helmets.

Youlan's eyes blaze.

The 10,000-strong knight legion soon spotted Ah Yu's scout team and surrounded them.

The black pressed one, Ah Yu and they were in the middle, like a small whirlpool in the black wave.

Unable to break free.

"Ah Yu, are we fighting or retreating?" Alan gathered the two troops into a group, with twenty people as a group, divided into five sides.

Standing respectively the green dragon, the white tiger, the red bird, the Xuanwu, the four directions.

Ah Yu and Ah Lan led the remaining twenty people as the fifth party, in the center of the Qilin Xian, ready to support the friendly forces of the Quartet at any time.

Only in this way can we buy time for Ah Lai, who left the reconnaissance team single-handedly and went to the camp to report the news.

Just when the reconnaissance team encountered the three hundred iron horsemen of the undead, Ah Yu and Ah Ran, as the leaders of the reconnaissance team, knew that there would be another wave soon after killing this wave of enemies.

Only the general will be calculated, and the troops will be divided into two routes, and Alai, who has the best riding skills in the reconnaissance team, will go to the coalition camp.

Alain and Ah Yu's troops attract the enemy's main force to track.

And the key to victory or defeat this time is whether it can attract the arrival of the enemy coach.

As long as the enemy commander is also with him, only one more second of support will give the coalition forces one more chance to defeat the enemy.

Although he died nine times, he did not regret it.

......

The arrival of the Feng Clan's reinforcements surrounded the undead Black Yao Legion, and the Feiyun Iron Cavalry led by General Feipeng led it with a sudden attack.

It's like a fork inserted into a black pressed straw.

Scatter the undead legions in all directions.

......

On the other side, Ah Yu heard that the general of the undead clan this time was a general who used a dark broadsword......

Ah Yu will never forget that Beishan was captured by the undead, and under the cover of the snow of a snowy cliff, he witnessed his relatives and friends die tragically under the dark broadsword......

He swore a blood oath in the snow.

This revenge will not be avenged, and this snow will not melt.

Algidity...... Cold...... It's chilling......

This sudden chill directly crossed the encirclement of hundreds of people and went over the head of the undead deadwood general.

Before the Deadwood General died, the last scene that caught his eye was the tip of an infinitely magnified battle axe that was as clear as snow.

Really, split the head and cover the face......

And the last thing he heard was,

"Damn! It's not you!"