An army walked on the vast land, at least two thousand undead skeletons poured through like a tide, and the creatures in their path avoided it early, and those who did not have time to avoid it were quickly swarmed up by the skeletons and torn to pieces.

This is an army that spreads death.

In the middle of the undead army, several cloaked necromancers sat on chairs, each carried by four skeletons, staggering and walking.

They talked softly as they walked, "Wright, isn't it a bit of a fuss, send so many skeleton soldiers, can you tell us what exactly to escort now?"

The necromancer known as Wright is the highest-ranking of all the people present, with the strength of a third-level necromancer, and of course everyone is headed by him, and the details of the mission are only known to him.

Secrecy is to prevent the leakage of information, and now that everyone is surrounded by skeleton soldiers, there is no hard requirement for secrecy, Wright smiled and said, "Transfiguration Demon Armor." ”

"Transfiguration Armor?!" the rest of the necromancers exclaimed, "Master Reinhardt's Transfiguration Armor for the King of Cyborg has already been created?"

Master Reinhardt is a very famous master of forging in the Guild of the Dead, and the weapons and armor produced by him are all high-quality, and most of them also have special abilities, such as this famous transformation magic armor, which is an armor with the ability to transform and camouflage.

Legend has it that the King of Steel killed a shape-shifting dragon and gave its skin and tendons to Master Reinhardt, hoping that he could help him refine an armor capable of transforming and camouflage.

Master Reinhardt took over the commission, but the forging process did not go well, several key problems made this magic armor unsuccessful, Master Reinhardt got the materials thirty years ago, but thirty years later, the transformation armor is still only a legend.

Thanks to the fact that the King of Cyborg and Master Reinhardt are not human, one of them is the Golden Skull Lord and the other is a lich, and they both have an eternal lifespan, otherwise thirty years have passed and they are already dying, how can they still have the ability to forge.

Many of the new generation of mages don't believe in the existence of a deformed magic armor, just as a legend, but they didn't expect that without warning, the legend will shine into reality, and the magic armor has been successfully forged?

"Is it really the Transfiguration Armor?Wright, have you seen the real thing??," a necromancer asked, turning his head from his chair, his face excited and excited.

The other necromancer was equally excited, but soon thought of another question: "We're escorting the Demon Armor now, which means we're going to enter the territory of the Cyborg King?"

The Transfiguration Demon Armor was commissioned by the King of Steel Bone, and even the materials were made by the King of Steel Bone, and there was no doubt that the success of the creation must be handed over to the King of Steel Bone, but as soon as they heard the words 'the territory of the King of Steel Bone', the rest of the necromancers except Wright couldn't help but change color.

The realm of the King of Steelbones is a pure undead territory where nothing but death, corpses, and undead creatures can be seen.

The undead hate living creatures, whether they are flowers and plants, or human animals, and they will inevitably be destroyed in the steel bone collar.

Although Wright and the others are necromancers, they are all living people who have not been reincarnated, and when they step on the steel bone collar, their fate is out of their control.

Although they were sent by Reinhardt to deliver something and didn't have to worry about being violently treated by the King of Steel, just eating and pulling two could torture them to death.

There could be no inns and inns in the steel bone collar, naturally there could be no hot food, and there were no living creatures in the wild, no way to hunt, no plants, no way to cut down trees to make fires, and only to gnaw on the rough dry food that they brought with them.

At the thought of gnawing on the dry food for half a month, the mages couldn't help but feel the itchiness of the dung door, because they couldn't pull it out when it was hard and dry.

Food is only one of the problems, the other is excretion, the steel bone collar is the resting place of the undead, that is to say, in the mind of the king of steel bones, every corner is the bed of its people, you dare to on the bed of its people?

Those of them who grew up in the steel bone collar have been warned by their elders since they were children, never to in the steel bone collar, because they don't know which piece of ground is lying under a skeleton or corpse witch, and they will be scared back when they are touched by someone halfway through.

Even if you are not frightened, and are discovered by the skeleton corpse witches, they will be hacked to death with a burst of knives.

The only way was to pull it into a bag and throw it back, and the thought of having to carry their excrement on their bodies for half a month before throwing it away, all the necromancers' faces turned green.

Wright's face was not very good-looking, and he pouted a few times before he said loudly: "Wait until we get to the junction of the steel bones, and we will have a good meal before going in." ”

"Good, that's great. ”

"Wright, you've made a wise decision. ”

"O goddess of the harvest, please give me the ability to eat a meal without going hungry for a month. ”

The necromancers cheered and prayed.

After a few hours of trekking, everyone came to the Dry Bone River, the boundary river on the border of the steel bone collar.

There is no water in the river of dry bones, only a pile of fragments and unformed bones, but any complete skeleton will be picked up and pieced together into a skeleton, and then transformed into skeletons.

It is rumored that there are a billion skeletons in the entire Cyborg Collar, more than the population of all races on the entire continent combined, a force that can destroy the entire world.

Therefore, many people often say that the King of Steel Bones is the savior of all races in the world, because it rules the Steel Bone Collar, so it can bind this power that is enough to destroy the world in a small corner of the continent of the Steel Bone Collar.

Wright and the others, who were about to feast on the side of the River of Dry Bones, were attracted by a tall building from afar, it was a huge door, two huge white bones towered on the ground, and an even thicker bone was crossed at the top, and the bones were also engraved with the common language of the continent: Welcome to the steel bone collar.

The bones of the two trees are also engraved with words, the left side is engraved: Welcome to the eight directions, and the right side is engraved: Create new brilliance together, an inexplicable feeling.

Wright and the others walked to the gate in confusion, and found that it was standing on the other side of the dry bone river, and a bridge had been built over the river at some point, which was also a white bridge, and it looked exactly the same material as the 'gate', but it was not deliberately made into the shape of a bone.

The bridge deck is flat and spacious, and there are two guardrails, and the guardrails have a column at intervals, and the top of the pillar is decorated with a skull, but it is not purely decorative, and there are some remnants of wax and wick in the skull, all of which have traces of ignition, and these skulls also serve as lighting.

But looking at the wax in the skull, a lot of it has dried up, and obviously it hasn't been added for a long time.

Wright and the group of necromancers looked at each other, their expressions were a little confused, what was the situation?

Although it was the first time for them to come to the Steelbone, but because Master Reinhardt was a lich, they still had a close connection with the Steelbone, and the brothers and sisters who had been to the Steelbold Collar before had never told them that there was such a door, and there were a few such strange words engraved in the common language, could it be that they had gone the wrong way?

Looking down a little more, Wright became even more suspicious, for there were no more dry bones in the River of Dry Bones, only the dry riverbed.

Others seem to be aware of this possibility and can't help but say, "I...... Are we on the wrong track?"

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