"Yatales, my Yatales!"

Younas's emotions suddenly became agitated, and an uncontrollable wave of power flowed down the air to the surface of the water beside him.

His handsome face became incomparably distorted.

Younas has always been in a state of boundless confusion.

As a deceased, he certainly knew the power of Carmela, the goddess of death.

Although he comprehended the Younas breathing method, his strength increased quickly, and he became an elite knight-level powerhouse in a short period of time.

But Younas knew very well that the gap between himself and the goddess Carmela was still as wide as the distance between heaven and earth.

No!

In the eyes of the goddess Carmela, she may not even be qualified to be called an ant, right?

If nothing else, the ancient sage king Islanya, who absorbed the power of the goddess Carmela and resurrected it, has a great power that is not inferior to him.

By the way, and Lotus, and that vile and shameless betrayer!

It is said that he is now also an elite knight's strength.

Younas knew very well that his idea of driving the undead of the death plane out of this land and returning this land to its original plane could not be achieved at all.

But Younas was not willing to give in.

Not only him, but most of the undead who were born in this land always had a strong resentment in their hearts.

Indelible resentment towards the initiators of that natural and man-made disaster.

It was this resentment that led them to gather around Younas to fight.

It was this resentment that made it impossible for Younas to compromise easily.

It's just that in the past thousand years, there have been fewer and fewer people of the same kind who have been able to reawaken the will of their previous lives and become indomitable.

Younas furrowed his pretty brow.

Younas looked back at his companions.

In a cave that is not very wide, there are nearly a hundred undead warriors of all kinds.

Even with the addition of companions who went out hunting, the total number did not exceed two hundred.

That's all he can muster now.

It had been three thousand years since he had regained his consciousness and become the leader of the Unyielding, and for three thousand years he had seen too many of the Unyielding revert to a pile of dry bones as a result of their deaths in battle, and then resurrect as ordinary undead in the tide of the undead.

Each death reduces the memories of past lives in the minds of the Indomitable who died in battle, and the chances of being able to regain their senses and become a new Indomitable after each resurrection are getting lower and lower.

There were fewer and fewer fighters around him.

His opponents, on the other hand, have an army of death that will kill them endlessly.

Time is running out for them.

Younas sighed.

In fact, this is the most important reason why the indomitable led by Younas will fall in history.

There is no permanent resentment in death, and even the unyielding will eventually succumb.

The body of Younas in history was captured by Islanya with the tactics of the Sea of the Undead after a later battle, and then quickly resurrected by constantly killing and relying on the secret treasure, relying on continuous death to wipe out the last hatred in the other party's heart, and finally became a puppet under Islanya.

But in this dungeon of the Bone Garden, these things will only happen in the future.

It was at this time that a zombie that had remained fairly intact came to Younas.

"Your Royal Highness, Curis has returned, with a wounded and unconscious Pratt.

By the way, he also brought back a strange skeleton that was also unconscious, his soul fire was red in color, and he had just cast a soul blast. ”

Zombie Patterson said quickly.

For thousands of years, he had been Younas's staff and closest attendant.

Their friendship even dates back to Younas's childhood.

"Let's go! Let's take a look. ”

Without saying a word, Younas got up and walked to Curris in the distance.

Especially in this special time when every point of combat power is particularly important.

When the soul fire in Lou Cheng's eyes began to slowly converge, his consciousness began to recover, and he finally woke up from his coma.

During this time, he also had a long, confused dream, as if countless people were whispering in his ear.

It seems to be far and near, like high and low.

I can't remember a word about what Lou Cheng said now, but it seems to be a very distant and long story.

At this time, a voice sounded in Lou Cheng's ears.

"Strange skeleton, you're finally awake."

Although the language used is still the dry language of the undead like sawn wood, it is not reassuring to listen to in the ears.

Lou Cheng hurriedly opened his eyes, and the image of a blond-haired heavy knight dressed neatly appeared in front of him.

Younas!

Younas Yatales!

The most popular prince of sorrow among those who study the dungeons of the Bone Garden, the talented but ill-fated Death Knight!

Lou Cheng had imagined his first meeting with Younas Yattales more than once since he entered this dungeon, but he couldn't imagine this scenario anyway.

The flicker in Lou Cheng's soul fire immediately entered Younas's eyes.

"You know me, strange skeleton."

It was clear that Yunas's tone was a little more relaxed and natural.

Lou Cheng half-knelt on the ground according to the ancient etiquette of the Kingdom of Yatales that he had learned on the Internet.

"Young prince, darling of the forest, your clansman forest elf Lou Cheng greets you."

Younas, who has a quarter of the Forest Elf blood, is a foreign elf enshrined by the Queen of the Forest Elves.

The language used by Lou Cheng was obviously not the same as the language of Younas just now, but Younas didn't seem to notice the difference.

He cared about something else.

"You're a forest elf?"

A two-meter-tall elven? Fool whom?

"Sure enough!"

Seeing that the other party didn't feel the difference in language between the two sides, Lou Chengcheng knew that he had made the right bet.

There are twenty different kinds of death planes that appear on Earth, large and small, combined.

The undead in each plane of death use different words of the dead, and these words of the dead come from the god of death itself, who controls the plane of death.

However, combined with Lou Cheng's previous contact experience with these undead who had mastered Carmela's undead language, Lou Cheng had reason to believe that the mysterious death secret language he mastered came from a more high-end existence than Carmela, and it could contain Carmela's undead language.

And so it was!

Hiding the excitement in his heart, Lou Cheng made an authentic ancient forest elf etiquette according to the information he had collected.

The intricacies of etiquette dispelled the last of Younas's worries.

Although it was a little unbelievable, this two-meter-tall man was indeed a forest elf, and he performed the same etiquette as Younas had seen in the Forest Kingdom.

Soon Younas learns Lou Cheng's identity, a messenger from the Queen of the Forest Elves, and an unlucky ghost who happens to be in the meeting.