After listening to Blood Wing's words, An Baichen's brows twitched almost subconsciously, if you say that the strength of your undead guard is not as good as others, then you can still accept it, after all, you still have a lot of room for development.

But if you say that the number of undead is not as good as that of people, then you can't bear it.

What is the greatest advantage of the undead? Not afraid of death? Loyalty? It is undeniable that these are their advantages, but the real strongest advantage of the undead is the number, the inexhaustible number.

Whether it's in any literature, or in current movies and TV series, is there any army that has more than the undead?

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it......"

An Baichen kept thinking in pieces, this was slapping him in the face, as a god of death, the number of undead guards was not as good as others?

"You come with me. ”

After An Baichen finished speaking, he walked to the side impatiently, and he didn't even bother to care about the monster in front of him.

The gray mist made Bloodwing's face twitch constantly, and he already knew what his master was planning to do.

This is a remote street, and because of the appearance of the monster, this place seems to be even more empty at this time, but with the filling of these gray fogs, almost instantly, countless undead armies filled this place.

Bloodwing has made a preliminary estimate that these undead are stacked one by one, and I am afraid that the number is not less than a thousand.

"Go ahead, don't beat that thing out of the, don't say you're my slave. ”

An Baichen is like this, he is a wise man when he is wise, but when he is willful, he is like an ignorant child.

Soon it's a matter of quantity, but whatever can be solved by quantity, it's not a problem......

......

The City of the Black Moon, that's the name of such a magnificent city, and it's also one of the most famous cities in the Fallen.

This is the center of the Fallen Lands and the inheritance of civilization and culture, so it can be said that any family with some strength will hope to have a place in Black Moon City, and it is precisely because of this that there will be a grand ceremony called the Black Moon Festival......

At the Black Moon Festival, powerful races and individuals from the Fallen Lands will attend, and then they will fight here to determine a "king", and in the years and decades to come, the Fallen Lands will honor this king until enough strong people appear to compete for the next Black Moon Festival.

Looking at the documents in his hand that were similar to the mainland calendar, An Baichen could be regarded as understanding the composition of the power of the fallen land.

To put it simply, in fact, there are only four words, the strong are respected......

"The Black Moon Festival is about to begin?" An Baichen asked, looking at the Blood Wing beside him.

On the other side, Blood Wing has not yet recovered from the shock of the scene just now, although he has seen it once, but you must know that this time there are thousands, thousands of top masters......

"Hey, I'll ask you if the Black Moon Festival is about to begin. ”

An Baichen frowned, of course, he was not so stingy, he would blame Blood Wing for this kind of thing, he just felt that Blood Wing's receptivity seemed to be a little low, and his courage was also a little lacking, wasn't it just fifteen hundred sixth-level undead? Look at his appearance that he has never seen the world.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, my lord, I was rude. ”

"Yes, the Black Moon Festival is about to begin, just three months from now. ”

Bloodwing said with a glitter, and then he cautiously glanced at the shadow-shrouded street behind him, although it seemed that there was nothing there now, but just a few minutes ago, there were more than a thousand top-level powerhouses there......

"Let's hear it, although it is written, it is still not very detailed. ”

An Baichen raised the history of the continent in his hand, he would not fully believe what was recorded on it, after all, words are always written by the victor.

At some point, the riots in the streets had ended, and the appearance of the lava monster surprised everyone, but fortunately, it did not cause any casualties.

It took Blood Wing a full hour to explain everything about the Black Moon Sacrifice in detail, and after listening to his words, An Baichen's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The winner is king, there is no limit to the means, there is no limit to the number of people, everything only needs to be in a specific place, and the rest depends on how much you are capable of.

In other words, if An Baichen can manipulate the Black Moon Sacrifice, then he will easily obtain the entire Fallen Land.

An Baichen was silent, he was thinking about the gains and losses, in fact, he could summon a large number of sixth-level undead to conquer this world, but if he did that, it seemed to be costly, and the time was quite difficult.

As mentioned earlier, the top powerhouses in the sixth-level world are equivalent to sixth-level special undead, and as for the sixth-level undead, they are still slightly inferior in terms of combat power.

After a short period of thought, An Baichen still decided to make two preparations, starting with the Black Moon Festival, if it can go smoothly, it will naturally save a lot of things.

But if it doesn't go well, then it doesn't matter, a large number of undead will be forcibly conquered.

"Let's go, take me to a place to stay, and then I think it's time for you to prepare, after all, I need you to win the championship at the Black Moon Festival. ”

An Baichen showed a confident smile, a meticulous plan had gradually taken shape in his mind, as the saying goes, those who go to war are scheming, in most cases, it doesn't hurt to use more brains......

Hearing An Baichen's words, there was a glint in Bloodwing's eyes, and he squeezed his right hand fiercely, this would be the best opportunity for him, a chance to kill the person who had brought him endless demons.

Bloodwing wasn't lying, he was indeed a royal in the Fallen Lands, and judging by the respectful looks of the people around him, his status didn't seem to be low.

"My lord, I took you to meet one of my most important people, and I have survived to this day in large part because of her existence, without her, I am afraid you would not have met me. ”

Bloodwing's attitude was still respectful, and he was leading the way in front of An Baichen like a competent servant, and from time to time he also explained the history of this magnificent castle to An Baichen in a respectful manner.

However, as they approached a garden full of greenery, there was a sudden sound of wild laughter......

"Haha, let me see, my poor brother, you look like this is simply a disgrace to the face of the Dracula family, a waste person is a waste person, if I were like you, then I would have died a long time ago......"

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