Chapter 37: The Lich King's Secret

The light gave me white eyes, but I used them to find the darkness. — Eternal Nightmare

Howling Swamp Day 5.

This place was close to the deepest part of the howling swamp, and for some reason, the thick yellow mist and miasma began to dissipate, and the fishy smell seemed to have faded a lot.

Wu Wenxu carefully avoided a piece of mud, and as the fog disappeared, he could actually see the sky above! The stars are dotted, and a crescent moon hangs high, illusory and dreamy, and a little noisy and misty, adding a strange atmosphere to this gloomy swamp.

"Boom, we're already in the realm of Calthas, boy, do you know why the fog suddenly disappeared? That's because the Lich King has set up a huge barrier here! Nightmare twisted his tongue triumphantly, trying to catch some of the unease on Wu Wenxu's face.

It's a pity that the boy is destined to disappoint him again, he just glanced at the nightmare coldly, his face was calm, no, it should be numb to be exact.

Wu Wenxu was pondering, shouldn't the howling swamp be called a forbidden place of death outside the civilized world? So far, however, there has been little danger other than the swamps and dark magic particles hidden under the moss.

It's so calm, so calm that I feel extremely depressed.

"Bald, who do you think is more powerful than Karthas?" Beneath the calm, there are usually unpredictable storms hidden, and Wu Wenxu has already smelled danger coming.

Nightmare flickered slightly, he rolled his eyes, and surprisingly did not immediately slander the Death Song, but thought for a moment, and said in a gloomy voice: "If he is not my opponent outside the Howling Swamp, but within the Howling Swamp, Lord Moteng, I have no chance of winning." ”

Wu Wenxu is stupid this time, when did Eternal Nightmare become so honest?

As if seeing Wu Wenxu's confusion, Mo Teng snorted coldly and said: "Under the howling swamp, there are countless undead slaves of him, and this chaotic dark magic forbidden land provides him with endless and inexhaustible dark magic, and those who can defeat Karthas in this swamp will definitely not exceed three people in the Valoran Continent." ”

Wu Wenxu swallowed and foamed with difficulty, according to what Mo Teng said, if the death song stayed in the howling swamp for a few days, he would not be destined to die!

"Truly...... Stinky boy, you don't have to worry too much, although that guy is a good man when he comes out of the swamp, and he is even more evil than Uncle Ben when he gets to the swamp, but he will turn you into an undead at most, and you can still continue to go north when the time comes. "Mo Teng never forgot to tease Wu Wenxu all the time.

Become undead? There were countless cold sweats on Wu Wenxu's back spine, and a rotten back appeared in his mind.

As it walks, it shakes the minced flesh that has not completely fallen off, and its skull is no longer intact, and its brains fall down its torn forehead to its eyeballs, which hang from its nose......

Wu Wenxu's face was cloudy, and in his deep eyes, a cold glow suddenly burst out, he squeezed his fists fiercely, joking, if he wants to become this kind of thing, he has to end the old nest of dead songs even if he fights for his life.

Then, just as Wu Wenxu was thinking wildly, the color of the sky suddenly changed.

It was a starry night sky, but it was swallowed up by a darkness that came from nowhere, and half a bright moon hid in the clouds, as if there was a demon who couldn't see the body clearly shrouded the world, rolling black fog filled the sky, and the black magic particles in the air were surging violently, and in the blink of an eye, the heaven and the earth could no longer see any light!

"Boom...... It seems that our luck is very bad, today, it is dark night. Although the Eternal Nightmare was laughing, Wu Wenxu still heard a deliberately suppressed serious voice from his tone.

"Dark night?"

A flame erupted from Wu Wenxu's index finger, and as soon as the flame burst out, it was extinguished by the irritable black magic particles in the air.

"Karthas, the Lich King, has a quirk for returning to his hometown to howl in the swamps when night comes, and then chanting the stories of those who have died in the wetlands in the past or present, and today is no exception."

In other words, Death Song has been here since yesterday, the day before yesterday, or the moment she stepped into the howling swamp!

Wu Wenxu patted his head angrily, unlucky, it seems that there is inevitably a conflict with Death Song.

"Stinky boy, Karthas will sing a death requiem all night, and you must be ready to die." The bloodshot in Mo Teng's white eyeballs was particularly dazzling in the dark night, stabbing Wu Wenxu's heart.

"Are we just going to sit back and wait?" Wu Wenxu was so angry that he gathered the fire element again, but unfortunately it was still extinguished by the dark wave.

Mo Teng smiled coldly and shouted, "Please be careful, you are sitting still. ”

"Lao Tzu despises you!" Wu Wenxu raised his middle finger at Mo Teng, in fact, the matter has not developed to an irreparable situation, after all, the death song has not yet appeared.

Wu Wenxu held on to this bit of luck, and fell straight into meditation, the inner world, staring at these crazy black magic particles, Wu Wenxu smiled hideously, I can't see the dead song, so I will have fun with you miscellaneous first!

Countless black magic particles were expelled by Wu Wenxu to the snow maple tree, and the fire elements in his body were all hidden in the snow maple tree by himself before, and at this moment, along with the falling and regenerated snow maple leaves, he immediately absorbed these black magic particles, and the snow maple leaves also became dense.

In the past few days, the snow maple tree, which was originally five meters high, has become about eight meters, and its rhizome is even deeper in the heart, stabilizing all the unfavorable factors.

Wu Wenxu was overjoyed when he saw it, the soul elegy deserved to be the third on the list of auxiliary forbidden and absolute death, and this calming and purifying effect alone had far surpassed many magic props.

However, just as Wu Wenxu was playing with these black magic particles, a strange and incomparably strange music suddenly came from far ahead.

"Knock knock!" The sound of the drums was a little dull, and the people who listened to it were depressed, and with the sound of the drums, there was immediately a sound of the screaming moor, and the howling swamp became extremely noisy!

Wu Wenxu was shocked and hurriedly disconnected from meditation, tilting his ears sideways, these sounds seemed to be far away, and they seemed to be close to him, he even heard the puddles splashing water droplets in the mud, as if he had been stepped on by someone, and then, these heavy footsteps became more and more numerous.

"Crunch!" These footsteps evolved into the sound of bones breaking, and for a while, the howling swamp was filled with an incomparably rich breath of death, and it was pitch black, coupled with the sound of tooth-aching friction, if it was a timid person, I am afraid that it would have been schizophrenic long ago.

Wu Wenxu tried to stabilize his mood, and immediately wiped a spark, and in a short second, the fire was extinguished, but Wu Wenxu became like a statue and froze in place.

He saw a picture that he will never forget!

It's a moving skeleton! The snow-white army that can't see the end clearly! In the faint light, their eyes were filled with mud, their mouths were filled with stinking, and their bodies were swirled with an eerie aura of death, and they were moving quickly in front of them.

Strong visual shock, this effect can be compared to the giant production in the theater, especially the muddy smell emitted when the skeleton walked by, so that Wu Wenxu's soul almost flew out of his nose.

"Karthas is gathering his loyal audience, boy, and it's up to you to improvise." After Mo Teng said that, the yin and yang screamed a few times, and Wu Wenxu felt a mist rise beside him, and after the mist dissipated, the eternal nightmare was gone.

"Nightmare, I'll grass your uncle!" Wu Wenxu roared angrily, the corners of his eyebrows were knotted violently, and this thing escaped mercilessly?

Speaking of which, he actually stayed alive in the group of death skeletons, which was like a dream, but fortunately, the stench skeletons did not attack him.

"Just ...... it" There was a strange sound in the distance, I don't know if it was laughter or words, Wu Wenxu's heart rose to his throat when he listened.

"Thank you for coming from thousands of miles away, just yet, I, Karsas, announced that the Dark Night Concert has officially begun!" Wu Wenxu was sure that it was laughter this time, it was a creepy and tooth-souring laughter! What kind of guy is Karthus?

It's over, it's time for Karthas to start a death carol! Wu Wenxu was as anxious as a grasshopper in a frying pot, if he could see the enemy, he could still fight, but now he didn't know where the enemy was, did he really have to sit and wait for death?

“Doyoufeelachill? Doyoufeelachill? PleaseSharemycurse。 Theirpainismypleasure,Iobey,Iobey! IFloaton。 Yourwish..”

Karthas, the singer of death, finally began to sing, his voice was a little hoarse, weird, and terrifying, but his singing voice had a strange charm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was charming.

Wu Wenxu was dumbfounded when he heard it, Karthas was actually singing in English!

No, it can't be, this must be an auditory hallucination, it's!

“I‘llputyouinmybook!” After Carltas finished singing, Wu Wenxu suddenly felt a violent magic fluctuation under the soles of his feet, and before he could check it, the fluctuation dissipated without a trace, could it be that the auditory hallucinations made the perception delusional?

"It just so happens that my friend is from Earth, and he taught me the greatest singing in the dark of night, but he was killed by the Wanderer who howls in the swamp, and I hate you so much!" In the depths, Karthhas suddenly became extremely furious, and he roared, and even the violent black magic particles in the air trembled violently.

His friend is from Earth?

His friend was mistakenly killed by a traveler howling in the swamp?

Wu Wenxu felt that his heart fell back to his original position from his throat, but his heart was filled with doubts, could it be that there were other earthlings in the Valoran Continent?