With this voice, all the necromancers between us and the voice parted directly to the sides, and it was only then that I saw that the owner of the voice was now on the platform in front of the hall where we were, and I didn't know what to do around a seat above. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

We walked over slowly, and although we were very unwilling, the group of necromancers obediently made way for Callum's huge body. Even when we walked up to him, he still had his back to us, as if he didn't notice that we were behind him.

"Do you know who this is?" I was just about to turn my head to look elsewhere when the human suddenly asked me in a voice. I stepped forward to take a look, only to see a skeleton sitting on the seat behind him. It's a real skeleton, not an animate skeleton like me. Simply put, it's a dead man.

The skeleton's body was covered with sumptuous robes, real clothing, not the soul garments we wear on our bodies now. At this time, I opened my mouth and asked, "Where is this?" Is it still the realm of the undead? ”

"Here, of course, is the world of the undead, to be exact, this is the world of the dead in the Middle Ages, you can also call this the inner world of the world of the dead." The human spoke to me lightly. I could understand what he meant by every word, but I didn't know what he was talking about.

"You undead, in fact, you haven't known much about your own world, how many thousands of years have you not understood as much as we humans have explored for tens of thousands of years, you don't even know your own world, so you still want to explore the human world?" There was a hint of sarcasm in that voice's tone?

"So, you're here to destroy the realm of the undead? Looking at how simple this place is, it seems that there is no power that can destroy the undead realm. I said.

When he heard what I said, he burst out laughing. For the first time, his gaze took off the skeleton in front of him, turned his head and looked down at me, and said, "Do you know what the name of the stone gate you saw before is called?" That's called - fate. In my contact, the undead don't believe in these things, and it's not a big deal, after all, fate is only a human creation.

I can't destroy the undead world, but I can make the fate gears of the undead start to turn, you may not see it now, but he has begun to turn, and it won't be long before we can get out, you will find that the world has never been what you know about the undead, and you have to admit that there is such a thing as fate. ”

"So, how do we get out?" I said.

"Don't you care about the fate of your undead realm?" The man asked me suddenly.

"If you really know about the undead, you should know that the undead make no difference wherever they are, and they don't care about their environment, because it's enough for them to recognize their existence." I said.

"Well, that's the truth, but I'm very interested if you don't interfere with me, since this is the case, our goal is the same now, as long as we find a ring, we can get out, but I can't find that ring now." The human said.

In fact, I had already seen a ring on the finger of the skeleton sitting upright, and the king who seemed to be a necromancer had been looking for it several times, but he ignored the ring as if he couldn't see it, and then I suddenly realized that maybe only I could see this ring, because I was wearing a ring of the same origin as him.

"Just get that ring and be able to get out? What does that ring look like," I asked.

"It's just the most ordinary ring, you see, just like the one you wear on your hand." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head sharply to look at me and said, "How is it possible, how can the Ring of Destiny be in your hand." ”

I didn't say anything, I walked over to the skeleton and took the ring from his hand, the human didn't stop me in the slightest, I picked it up and said, "You should know a lich named Strongstone, I guess he's a necromancer." ”

After the human finished speaking, he nodded and said: "How can you not know, that guy is a well-known-stirring stick, he has to intervene in everything, he was originally in our necromancer's camp, but then I don't know why I quit, I haven't seen him for a long time, what's the matter, you are an undead and still know Martyrstone?" Could it be that he was summoned? ”

I shook my head, then looked at the two rings on my hand that I was trying to lean against each other and said, "This is called the Ring of Destiny, he gave it to me." With that, I let go, and the two rings slammed together.

There was no light, no sound, and under the gaze of me and a group of necromancers, the two rings slowly merged together like two puddles of water, and I heard the ring let out a sigh of satisfaction, and then, the staff in the hand of the skeleton who was sitting slowly floated up, and lightly clicked on the ring on my finger, and then, the whole staff suddenly turned into powder.

The skeleton on the throne behind me also stood up at this time, bowed respectfully to me, and then turned into powder. Including his clothes, including his crown, there was nothing left.

A white glow began to emanate from the top of my ring, hitting the gray zenith. With this ray of light entering, the originally dim zenith instantly flowed of light, and with a few slight sounds of magic vibration, a figure suddenly appeared above the zenith.

"The twists and turns of fate toss and turn, it seems that it has traveled a long way in zigzag, but in the end, it is just back to the original point, countless living beings and dead souls are just futile people running on the gears of this fate." The figure said this, and then turned around, and it was an extremely ordinary face, so ordinary that one look at it would immediately forget what it looked like without a second look.

"Hello, my descendants, my name is Destiny Creation, and according to what I say about the creatures of creation, you can be called, Creator. Or, you can call me the first human. As soon as the figure spoke, the necromancer behind me burst out laughing.

"I never thought that the Creator was such an ordinary person, you actually chose a path that is not suitable for you, can I call you Mr. Necromancer?" As soon as Destiny Creation said this, the necromancer's laughter came to an abrupt end.