Esso Reves, the "Resting Place of Esso", the area of the undead known as the fall of the pioneer Esso, the Great of the Undead, has another name eight years later - the City of the Dead.

In that year, Esso's decisive self-sacrifice made this place a place to link the plane of death, and in the past eight years, the six planes of death, bones, cold, blasphemy, curtain blood, black extinction, and fog death have continuously teleported reinforcements to arrive, gradually building it into the world's largest undead capital.

The entire area is covered by the rules of death, with hundreds of meters of skeletal giants walking slowly on the plains, and gargoyles and bone dragons wandering in the sky, but in fact, in the eyes of the world, this is not the most dangerous forbidden area for life, and in a sense, it has become a famous tourist destination.

That's because there is the verdant forest as far as the eye can see of Esel Reeves, which is the stronghold of the Wood Spirit Clan, the sons of silver, who are now in the hot spot on the main plane.

Even in the outer reaches of the forest, there are two-headed tree men as strong as mountains patrolling back and forth, and the big stick they hold is the heavenly wood, and in the sky, the strange style of wooden warships is also constantly shuttling.

In a sense, these seemingly idle "wild monsters" are all masters and legends, and the two sides have fought for so many years, but the battlefield here has always been jokingly called the novice's rookie village, and few senior contract warriors choose to experience here.

Cause? It's just that the intensity of the battle is really not high, and there are really some doubts about match-fixing...... In fact, the two sides are still hostile, but the war cannot be won in any way. No matter how much resources are invested, it is a waste, so it is better to maintain a tacit understanding.

After the previous battles, the situation has become much more. The wood spirits have grown up, and it is impossible for the Dream Forest to be broken at all, and as the most important entry point for the six planes of the undead, the several bigwigs of the Tali Republic will do whatever it takes to keep it.

It's not that there are no brave people who have tried to threaten the safety of Esso Reeves, but when it really comes to a crisis, a large number of high-level undead and great spells will be thrown out of the plane gate, and several undead emperors are determined to keep this normal portal at any cost. Forced invasion is considered impossible, and even if the fortress and the undead are cleared, the plane link that Esso's life is exchanged for. I don't know how to close it at all.

Naturally, no one wants to fight a war without progress, and before the real fate, the recovery of the Tali Republic is impossible to achieve, and the undead are also waiting patiently.

And their main combat power. It is also concentrated in the main battlefields such as the Rainy Night Fortress where Bair clashed. After all, compared to the wood spirits that have no expansiveness, the humans of the main plane are their enemies.

However, with the continuous enhancement of Bayer's national strength, especially the addition of the dragon clan and the rise of the southern sect, the undead side that lacked top combat power was gradually suppressed.

The Bair Empire is just firmly stuck in those fortresses, blocking the way of the undead to the north, because everyone knows. Until the Emperor of the Dead really comes, there is no point in stumbling to the death. There is no limit to the undead on the plane of death.

But on the other hand, Bayer has a lot of headaches, in the "second battlefield", the undead have achieved a series of achievements.

The temptation of "eternal life" was not only effective for those nobles who feared death, but also for civilians who were suffering and despairing because of war, poverty, and other reasons.

"Are you afraid of death? Are you miserable for life? Do you suffer from a lack of strength? Join us and you'll get a chance to change your destiny......."

The followers of the Ten Thousand Dead Society are probably also psoriasis and pyramid schemes, and such propaganda can now be seen in the small streets and small households of the major cities of Bayer.

Not to mention, compared to the preaching of some gods who have no truth to speak of, the Ten Thousand Dead will tell the truth.

Fear? The undead don't fear, starvation? The undead don't go hungry and can't find a wife? The undead don't need a wife...... Ahem, the last one doesn't count, it should be - the beloved is dead? Differently let her live once.

In the era of war, the most miserable thing is the civilian without strength, when the strong lose their shackles, when the tone of a peaceful society is broken, powerlessness also becomes an original sin...... The victim is thirsty for the power of revenge, and the careerist is eager for upward power, even ordinary people with normal three views, and they are also eager to protect their own strength.

And if you want to gain power, it is not so easy.

Not to mention the magic practice that is simply a money-burning practice, that is, the practice of martial arts, also needs to be taught by famous teachers and sufficient nutrition, and the only thing needed to practice the way of the dead is probably only the corpse as a material and the bottom limit as a normal person, and in times of war, I am afraid that these two are the least valuable.

The spread of the Ten Thousand Dead will be so rapid, because it does give those who are hungry for power the opportunity to become strong quickly, and even in some places, civilians who use undead and dark magic to become strong quickly have also received the same treatment as other strong people, and the path of the undead, which has very low entry qualifications and wealth requirements, actually has a tendency to become mainstream.

Of course, things have developed to this point, and Roland's pot can't escape.

The undead in the Northland have spared no effort in whitewashing and publicity, as well as the reality of the living of undead magic and the coexistence of the dead and the living, as well as the Southern Sect's efforts to discredit the original Holy Light Doctrine (which is one of the roots of hostility to the undead), and of course, the propaganda offensive of the Tali Republic and its Ten Thousand Dead Society, which has broken down a lot of resistance.

On the other hand, with the establishment of Hades, the new four elements have met the opportunity for great development, the ice magic has begun to mutate, the elemental plane of ice is being formed, and the power of death has also developed.

In a word...... This has more or less something to do with Roland.

Ahem, to get back to the point, on the day the demon tide descended, the restrictions on certain banished households in the space were lifted, and the Bayer Empire finally waited for the opportunity to eradicate the henchmen, or rather, it was the opportunity to be eradicated by the "henchmen".

"Huh? Is this the taste of hometown, it's really ......"

The exclamation was made by the bald boy who had just stepped out of the portal, he looked a bit like the childhood of a human, but when he first came to this world, he lowered his head and licked the ground, and then bit off the solid stone slab, and then there was a crunch sound like the crushing stone in his mouth.

“…… It's disgusting. There is the smell of the living everywhere, and the strong breath of life is so close, what have you been doing all these years. ”

Spit out all the rubble, and the white-haired boy took his head, his white hair as dull as faded frost and snow, and there was no black in his eyes, only a white doji burning.

Even though it was in the Hall of the Dead, even if the guests in the room were greeted by the powerful Undead Lord, no one dared to look directly at the deadly soul fire.

"Your Majesty Hypnos, your advent ......"

A Blood Prince greeted him, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the master of the Misty Death Plane of the Acute Son.

"The other guys, don't tell me they haven't come yet."

Considering the big guy's notorious super quick temper, the Blood Prince hurriedly made a gesture to lead the way.

"No, Your Majesty has arrived, and they are all waiting for your arrival."

Hearing this, Hypnos smiled, all the undead lords knew that the most hated thing for the Dead Witch Emperor of the Misty Death Plane was waiting and being late, and what he liked the most was that others were waiting for him.

And the Blood Prince, who was the receiver, was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, the evening day when he informed the assembly time of the Mist Death Plane was the real gathering time, and Hypnos, who was impatient and used to arriving early, did not have to wait for anyone, and as the receiver, he would not be angered by this grumpy undead emperor.

Soon, in a small conference room, only one empty table of five seats remained, and with the arrival of Hypnos, at the top of the death line, the five undead emperors gathered in Essoreves.

A sleepy old man, a white-haired boy who looks like he's still in elementary school, a white-boned skeleton that is completely indistinguishable from ordinary skeleton soldiers, a girl who is taking a small sip of red liquid, and a human-looking human.

If I had to find something in common for the Undead Emperors, it would probably be that they all looked ordinary. (To be continued.) )