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The strange legend of Izumo Castle spread more and more widely, and the more outrageous it became, it not only scared off many cowards, but also attracted more silly daring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Net

An expedition enters Izumo Castle and reveals the truth of the legend. But the expedition didn't intend to reveal the truth, because they had an ulterior purpose.

This expedition team is full of magicians, and they specialize in necromancy, and the sight of the thousands of dead people in Izumo Castle makes everyone tremble.

Not scared, but excited. For necromancers, there is no more precious treasure than a corpse, especially the corpse of a strong man.

These people were also bold, and after learning about the situation in Izumo City, they immediately had the intention of occupying the mountain as king. If in the past, they didn't dare to do this, after all, they were alone and could not support themselves.

But with these tens of thousands of corpses, it is not impossible to create an army of the undead, not to mention occupying the mountain as the king, even if you go out to conquer the city, and then build the Tower of Bones, recruit necromancers from other places, and create a kingdom of the undead.

The expedition team became more and more excited, more and more excited, and a few people rolled up their sleeves and did it!

The source of the army of the undead is roughly divided into two kinds, one is to summon undead creatures from other worlds, and the other is to use corpses as materials and use undead magic to refine them, which is a bit similar to raising corpses, but they are very different.

The lowest undead creatures were skeleton soldiers, and the worst batch of corpses were all made into skeleton soldiers, a flesh-and-bone magic, and the gray-black death-filled magic rose up, enveloping a pile of corpses. Through the gray-black magical power, it can be seen that the originally intact corpse is like being poured with sulfuric acid, quickly corroding and decomposing, the flesh and blood turn into filthy filth and flow to the ground, the white bones are revealed, and the skeleton soldier with ghostly fire in his eyes is tearing at the rotten muscles on his body, and he stands up stiffly.

Skeleton soldiers, zombies, this is the lowest level of undead creatures, belongs to the cannon fodder level, ordinary magicians and warriors with some strength will not be afraid of them. But what if it's thousands of skeletons and zombies? And behind these skeletons and zombies, there are necromancers who constantly use magic to improve their combat effectiveness.

The people in the expedition team are not very good at cultivation, and the strongest undead creature that can be made is the dark warrior. The dark warrior has a strong body, strong strength, and can retain the cultivation and combat experience of his life, which is very difficult. In the army of the undead, it belongs to the elite or even the boss level.

With the Dark Samurai charging ahead, thousands of skeletons and zombies behind, the undead army stormed the city and swept in all directions.

When the three of Qin Bing teleported up, what they saw was the scene of several necromancers concocting corpses and transforming them into undead creatures. Seeing what they were doing, Qin Bing's intuition of a cool breath rushed straight to the heavenly spirit from the soles of his feet.

"Oops, this is broken."

Xiao Hei didn't speak, but his expression was guarded, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The mysterious woman snorted, "For so many years, my cultivation has stagnated, and I have even been regressing, staying at about level 1o. But dealing with these undead creatures is very handy. ”

That's thousands of undead creatures. Moreover, the most troublesome thing about undead creatures is that they can be constantly resurrected, there is no "death" at all, even if they can't beat you, they can exhaust you to death.

Qin Bing didn't go to poke the mysterious woman's cowhide, but shook his head and said, "It's not these undead creatures, it's ......"

These dead were all sacrifices to the dragon god, but later the sacrifice of the dragon god was tampered with and became the sacrifice of the three-legged small tripod, and these people naturally became the sacrifice of the three-legged small tripod, which was sacrificed to the heavens. But now, these sacrifices are being desecrated and made into undead creatures, which is tantamount to desecrating the heavens.

There are many folk tales about angering the gods because of a trivial matter, being punished by the gods for a calamity, and then being instructed by a master to go and resolve it. No god can be angered, let alone the heavens.

For example, in the battle of the Fengshen List, the cause was that the king of Shang wrote a poem to blaspheme Nuwa Niangniang, and Nuwa was not angry, so she sent the nine-tailed demon fox to the lower realm to plague the luck of the Shang Dynasty.

After Qin Bing obtained the inheritance of the three-legged Xiaoding, he knew all kinds of rules and taboos about sacrifices, and naturally knew the fate of desecrating the heavens. I don't know what kind of calamity they will suffer, but in short, it will be miserable.

"They're going to be damned." Qin Bing said with a pale face, "Let's go, hurry!" ”

After speaking, Qin Bing directly opened the ghost stride, and the ghostly white light was divided into three streams, enveloping Qin Bing, Xiao Hei and the woman respectively, and the figures of the three of them instantly became hazy and disappeared into the wind and snow.

The magician, who was transforming the corpse into an undead creature, looked back, but saw nothing, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"What the hell?"

Another necromancer next to him cut off, "What the hell, these dead people are sacrifices, and their souls have been drained and only an empty shell has been left." If this is not the case, we can still summon their souls back and transform them into ghosts, tens of thousands of ghosts, overwhelming, and rush over when they encounter enemies, just like a blizzard crossing the border, instantly devouring the enemy's spirit. ”

"No, I'm not talking about that, I just feel like there's someone there."

"Maybe it's those guys who have too much curiosity, we've already killed hundreds of guys who came to peek into Izumo City, tsk, those are living people with souls, their bodies can be made into skeletons or zombies, and their souls can be made into ghosts."

Hearing his companion's explanation, the previous person could only be suspicious, maybe someone really mixed in and had fun.

"No, I have to check!"

As he spoke, he enslaved a team of skeletons and zombies through the connection of necromancy to follow him in the direction of the cliff of the Wailing Abyss.

Running halfway up the mountain in one breath, Qin Bing slowly stopped.

Qin Bing was cuffed to a stone, panting heavily, it could be seen that he was very nervous, and he was running with all his strength just now.

"By the way, this senior, I don't know what you call it?"

"Me?" A strange color flashed in the woman's eyes, "It's been three hundred years, and everything I am familiar with has returned to dust and dust, and I don't need to mention anything." Just call me Bingyun. ”

Qin Bing nodded, "Okay, Senior Bingyun, can you have a discussion?" ”

"What?"

Qin Bing rubbed his hands, "I like this Xuanbing armor on you very much, I don't know if you can cut your love?" ”

Hearing Qin Bing's words, Bingyun was stunned for a moment, but then shook his head.

"No, this piece of equipment is very important to me, it is my life." To be continued.

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