Spinning, jumping, cutting, sprinting, the undead danced in motion, playing their music, singing their song of rebirth to the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTheir skeletal mouths opened and closed, and hoarse voices emanated from their wriggling throats, shocking their hearts.

The first wave of attacks is "Throwing Spears". "Thank you for your appreciation, Dance of the Dead, and join us! Enjoy life to the fullest!" Sin-12 shouted loudly. After throwing the sticks in their hands, they slid backwards and moved to the left, and the second group of undead rushed to the front, and the second group of weapons was thrown, backwards, and left.

"Block." The commander of the heavily armed corps gave the order solemnly. While these weapons were attacking them, while the weapons were still flying in the air, he knew that each of his subordinates would be attacked by one hundred percent of the time, and the projection of the second group was just as accurate.

Without the slightest hesitation, every soldier of the legion raised their weapons to block the attack from the sky, and some of the soldiers with large shields gathered together to block the fastest throws.

The sound of "sonorous and sonorous" was endless, and after three rounds of projection, each soldier of the legion had six fragmented weapons upside down in front of him. How could the simplest shovel, hoe, break bronze weapons, but they break in two in a high-speed collision.

Each soldier rubbed his wrist after blocking these three waves of attacks, and they could only be so easily crushed by their equipment.

Sin 12 finished dancing one of his dances, he stopped, and looked at the entire main road where there were no still alive beings in his lineup, and he smiled with satisfaction: "You are very strong, very good, but our mission is not yours!" Dance of Retreat! They crouched down and jumped backwards, their pale palms touching the ground, and jumping up again.

"Huddle, back away!" One by one, the skeletons and the nearby skeletons merged into one to form a large ball, and rolled towards the center of the starting city. They were bouncing and singing their ballads all the time.

On the way to their strategic shift, Dangrang also encountered resistance, and of course, they killed them from the race that stood in their way in a crushing manner. The undead in the form of a sphere can stretch out their hands and knives, and they are like pale cacti, piercing every creature that stands in their way. They laughed and looked mockingly at each living person throughout.

In fact, their number was not very large, only about 200,000, which was comparable to the number of people who entered the city of Origin of the Nuro. "Retreat as soon as you encounter an obstacle, this is his conspiracy? Why didn't he think we could sweep through the current City of Beginning? Sin Twelve's retreat pondered what Sin One had told them when he left the Underworld.

"No matter what, dancing the most beautiful dance is my greatest wish. Let him go! He shook all the thoughts out of his mind and continued his dance. As he moved towards the center of the city, he kept changing his dancing posture. "Mechanical dance? Not bad! He took out a book and read it with relish, while the soles of his feet imitated the movements.

A melodious sound of the piano pulled his mind back from the dance, and Sin Twelve raised his head and looked at a two-meter-tall giant skeleton standing in front of him, he called Sin Eleven, the strong man in the underworld who was in the sequence Eleven.

Sin Twelve's mouth twitched, his upper and lower jaws moving, but no sound came out. It was Sin Eleven who brought him into the giant pit of dance, because he was a dancer when he was alive, and he was strong enough, so he received Eleven's attention, so he could become Twelve. All he knew was that Eleven was very strong, and Eleven was invited out by a skeleton codenamed One.

"You, you! Where did you get this instrument? Sin 12 looked at the guqin in Sin Eleven's hand in horror. He trembled with fear, and the legions led by the Twelve Sins shook in fear, as if they were about to fall apart.

"Twelve, so happy! I'm sure you'll see the best music in the world! Twelve, believe me, with this guqin, we will definitely become the most dazzling undead in the struggle, and our legends will be passed down among the living. His voice was rough and heroic, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand in the direction of the sun, as if to hold the bright future. By the way, he put his arm around Twelve's shoulders and said affectionately: "Twelve, the combination of music and dance is the most beautiful match in the world, and even the brilliant universe cannot compare to the perfect combination of music and dance." Twelve, let's create brilliance together! ”

Twelve was desperate, he was held in Eleven's arms, his bones trembled violently, if Eleven's music was good, he would forget it, the key Eleven's music was very bad, very, very ugly, even the undead would have goosebumps.

"Definitely, definitely. We will be able to create brilliance together! Our music and dance ensemble is sure to be world-famous. Eleven, as soon as the task assigned to you was given, have you completed it? Twelve replied, and he turned to inquire about the completion of the task. The eleven districts were the widest and most extensive in the street of Le Wu, and certainly the most heavily defended.

"One task, not completed, anyway, it doesn't affect the overall situation! His mission is as important as my music, don't you? Eleven stroked his beloved guqin, as gentle as his little lover.

Twelve then said, "Yes, yes, but that is the task of our dead!" One is also for the sake of our whole race. ”

Eleven replied nonchalantly: "Race, are we still a race?" Does the dead necessarily belong to one race? To put it bluntly, it was for his ambition that he brought them all together. Eleven turned around and looked at the skeletons behind them who were missing arms and legs, they had experienced a big battle before, a battle that was almost lost by both sides, and their numbers were superior and they couldn't swallow the opposing legion. He only stood behind the deceased, he held his heart, caressing his own competitive heart that was gradually extinguished, and in the end, he still did not let that bloody heart rekindle.

"Still won't you fight again?" A hoarse girl's voice rang out next to them. It was the skeleton of a girl in armor with a clotted white skeleton. The bright red cloak hunted behind her, and the skeletons that followed her were all women, and it can be seen from the color of the bones that most of the skeletons must have been a great beauty before they were born, very beautiful and beautiful beauties, and being able to marry any one is a blessing from the previous life. She asked, Eleven.

"One, you're here." Twelve stood aside respectfully, suddenly changing from a rebellious teenager to a well-behaved student, "I've done your task perfectly!" He was like a little boy praying for praise, waiting for the little sister's praise.

"Twelve, you're the best performer!" He turned his head and said to Twelve with a smile. Her voice, though hoarse, has a charm that makes you unconsciously indulge in it.

Eleven interrupted their communication: "I failed. Our strength can't stop their attack. A third group of trialists will be in it, this time on a truly racial basis, and we can't win. He shook his head, and his words were not summarized with the slightest loss, he was like a ronin who was free in the world, doing what he liked.

One questioned him: "If you don't try, how do you know that we will not succeed, we will definitely succeed!" We will definitely succeed! We will definitely succeed! This is fate, our fate! Her words grew louder and louder, and her tone was weeping.

Eleven shrugged his shoulders, not caring at all about the one who was about to cry: "Fate, since the moment we all died, we have long been swept into the abyss of the universe!" Don't you think fate is the most ridiculous thing in the world for you?" He gently stroked the guqin in his hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Little baby, it is enough to have you in this life!" It's time for me to show off to the old immortals. ”

Twelve twitched the corners of his mouth, watching Eleven's departure, he looked at the one who stayed aside without the slightest movement, he took a deep breath, strengthened his courage, stepped forward, and said with concern: "One, don't be sad!" At the very least, I'll always be behind you! ”

"Really?" Ichi's expression suddenly changed from lost to cheerful, as if he had heard the oath of the most loyal minister.

"Really!" Twelve touched his chest and swore solemnly.

"If one day, you get the heart, will you give it to me?" At this time, like a dull and cute little girl next door, she looked up at Twelve, who was slightly taller than her.

Twelve patted his chest and said solemnly, "Yes, I will definitely give it to you!" ”

"I knew Twelve was the best for me." She became an active little girl again, chirping in praise of the generous Twelve. She's fickle, and she's able to switch between roles naturally.

"Let's go, our plans have begun." Holding Twelve's hand, he bounced towards the center of the City of Initiation. Behind them, two legions, also holding hands, were followed.

In the very center of the city is the massive torso of the Ancient Guardian, a torso full of life. They are the enemies of the living, and of course they are trying to destroy this tree of life. No matter what they were, they couldn't get close to the torso of the Tree of Life.

Only one and twelve arrived, and none of the other dead came. Pouting his little mouth, for skeletons, this action is the same with and without, but in the eyes of lovers, subtle movements will also make them think about it. Twelve looked at the company of one, and couldn't help but look stupid.

Ichichi bowed her head submissively, and as for the eyes that opened were full of disdain and mockery, it was not so much that she was tempting Twelve, but that she wanted to pull Eleven into her lineup. She is very strong, she is a generation and eleven, a strong person of the same era.

"Bring them in." One by one, the succubi twisted their butts and walked up, followed by a large number of recruited women and females. They were escorted to the bottom of an erected altar.

He knelt on the altar and prayed to the sky, to the tree of life. She was chanting the incomprehensible incantations of the infirmary, and she was dancing inexplicably. "Merciful Heaven, I beg you to give us sinners a little mercy so that we may exchange bodies with the living who have volunteered to join us. Merciful Heaven, I beg you to promise us, the dead who have been buried for thousands of years! She kowtowed, even scorched her own creamy forehead, she kowtowed, and even made a round hole.

At this moment, there is no resentment in her heart, no hatred, only the simplest desire to win, she just wants to live in this bright sunshine as a living being.

As she knelt, her kowtow, her words, there were constantly skeletons kneeling down in the legion behind her, and of course there were skeletons looking at those kneeling down with disdain, this was all a choice, and no strong man asked them to kneel down as well.

Twelve stood, standing there, and the legions behind him watched this scene, and there were also more skeletons kneeling down, worshipping and praying to the merciful heaven. They kneel reverently on the ground, and through this great ancient guardian, they convey their humble wishes.

They are also conscious, they think, and they have their own social system, and the dead are also a race, and the deceased with thoughts exist in the world in another way.

The huge blue eyes in the sky moved, and it looked at the City of Origin beneath its feet, at the skeletons kneeling on the ground, kneeling reverently. There was a blue light from the blue eyes, a slow, snail-like blue light. The end of the blue light was this small altar, a swarm of ant-like skeletons.

The creatures flying in the air watched with curiosity the movements of the skeletons, and curiously watched the ridiculous movements of the female skeletons in the lead. They looked at the blue light in equal shock, this blue light that was filled with the aura of destruction. If you probe this pillar of blue light a little, you can feel the charm of extinction, and the power in it is terrifying.

The skeletons under the altar and the creatures being escorted trembled in fear, and they suddenly felt that they were in danger. The creatures didn't want to die, so they broke free from the shackles in their hands and attacked the periphery. The skeletons were also frightened by this force, and the skeletons on their knees still knelt reverently on the ground, while the skeletons that stood quickly ran away into the distance.

Twelve hurriedly pulled One's arm, and the moment he held it, his heart turned red: "Hurry up, he wants to destroy us, hurry up!" ”

Sin broke free from Twelve's pull one by one, and she continued her reverent prostrations and kowtows. No matter how the twelve pull, the first sin is unmoved. When the blue light was only a hundred meters away from this altar, Twelve looked up at the increasingly oppressive pillar of blue light, he gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the periphery.

Sinyi knelt on the ground, shook his head, and smiled disdainfully, ridiculous! She suddenly felt a sense of loss and gloom, could there be no one who could really accompany her all the way? "I'm tired of fate, too! Fate, fate, ridiculous! ”

The blue light fell on the altar, and in the debris of the sky, a voice echoed in the ears of the kneeling skeleton: "I gave them a chance, and I will give you a chance too!" ”