When Lou Cheng regained his senses, his eyes were full of joy.

This time, the Lord of Death of the Infinite Death Realm seemed to be quite satisfied with the sacrifice that Lou Cheng had sacrificed.

In addition to giving Lou Cheng some considerable physical attributes, he also rewarded Lou Cheng with a large amount of spirituality.

He felt the surging spirituality hidden in his soul, and felt the power of death and life energy in his body transform rapidly at an unprecedented speed.

Lou Cheng had a clearer understanding of the greatness of this supreme deity.

It's a rebirth!

Praise the Lord of Death of the Great Infinite Dead Realm!

Praise be to this supreme and generous deity!

Now that Lou Cheng's spirituality has finally broken through ten points, this kind of spirituality can be regarded as above average even among many extraordinary people.

Most of this increased spirituality came from the zombies he had sacrificed for the past two days.

God knows why the Death Juggernaut of the Great Infinite Death Realm is so fond of these zombie offerings.

This is also the most direct reason why Lou Cheng has traveled thousands of miles to the dangerous zombie valley to hunt zombies.

When the rewards are high enough, even a coward can transform into a fierce dragon.

What's more, Lou Cheng was originally a bold outlaw.

Brother Guojiang Longlou became Brother Lou, the origin of this nickname, and none of the brothers on the road who had dealt with him did not know.

Lou Cheng simply dealt with the battle scene and left in a hurry.

The soul fire in his eye sockets glowed a little dark blue from the pale green.

At this time, he was already on the verge of promotion.

"Sure enough, starving to death the timid and supporting the bold, it really deserves to be a quasi-great knight-level zombie on the verge of promotion.

The power of death contained in this soul fire is even equivalent to more than a dozen ordinary level 10 black iron zombies. ”

For the harvest, Lou Cheng is very satisfied.

Although the whole process is somewhat dangerous -

If it weren't for the black iron zombie, in the process of promotion, he relaxed his vigilance to the outside world, allowing Lou Cheng's sneak attack to succeed.

If it weren't for the sneak attack, the good luck played the decapitation effect of the decapitation sword, and broke through the defense layer of the black iron zombie in one go.

If it weren't for the black iron zombie, because of his injuries, he didn't play abnormally and didn't find the real direction of Loucheng.

Then things will never turn out as smoothly as they do now.

For this result, Lou Cheng can only be summed up in one sentence.

Bless the Lord of Death of the Great Infinite Dead Realm! Praise be to you, Supreme Lord of Death!

By the way, a great deity who is incredibly generous.

Of course, if Lou Cheng knew that the reason why he was able to get such a big reward this time was entirely because of the part of divine power that remained in the body of this black iron zombie he sacrificed.

And because this part of the divine power disappeared for no reason, a noble and beautiful lady hanging high above the distant plane of death has woken up from her slumber and began to pay attention to this small dungeon world, I wonder if he can still be so happy.

A day later, the rumbling of horses' hooves sounded over the horizon.

A group of knights covered in armor rushed from afar like a gale.

At the head was a tall man in black knight's armor.

The man had long black hair, a pair of cold and sharp eyes, and a handsome face.

In his hand was a dark black sword with a faint aura of frost.

And under his crotch rode a tall bony horse with soul flames burning all over his body.

The skeleton horse was clad in dark heavy armor, and its hooves burned with dark red flames.

The man exuded a strong aura of death, a suffocating aura of death.

At first glance, it looks like a knight out of hell.

In fact, he did come from hell.

Both in life and after death.

Islanya of Yatales, the most famous monarch in human history.

It was he who led a group of desperate humans to banish the alien race and establish the ancient kingdom of Yatales.

It was also he who brought the boundless spirit of the dead to completely destroy this kingdom that he had built with his own hands, and sacrificed it to the great goddess Carmela.

As a Death Knight.

It is now the 1,900th year since he was awakened from his long sleep, and the 1,900th year since he was reborn.

All these years, he has been dutifully ruling this land known as the Garden of Bones for Her Majesty Carmela.

Diligent and conscientious, without the slightest slack.

However, over the years, he has received only a handful of oracles from my god Carmela.

The Death Plane is a vast world, and the small Bone Dry Garden is so inconspicuous compared to it.

Even if my god Carmela is omniscient and omnipotent, this land of no value is really not worth her trouble.

But just now, he received an oracle from Carmela.

The oracle is a very unfamiliar scene.

Although it was strange, Islanya recognized at a glance that this dirty and disgusting land belonged to the Zombie Valley.

It's the home base of those pesky zombies.

"This is it!"

Ya tightened the reins in his hand, and the galloping bone horse under his crotch stopped without warning.

Almost in perfect sync, the two hundred Death Knights behind him dismounted at the same time.

The sound of horses' hooves, which had been shaking the sky, stopped abruptly.

Two hundred Death Knights watched their leader silently at the same time.

This is Islanya's Death Knights, they were his glory during his lifetime, and even after death they are still his most trusted blades.

These two hundred Death Knights with a minimum cultivation level above the Great Knight are the strongest combat corps in the hands of Islanya, and they have always been.

Without waiting for Islanya to give the order, the Death Knight who had been following him all along rolled over and dismounted, carefully examining every trace around him, and carefully began to probe inch by inch.

"There used to be a zombie here, a Black Iron Zombie on the verge of advancement."

"There are obvious traces of the massive convergence of death power during the promotion of this area!"

The Death Knight said confidently.

As the first scout under Islanya, he has the ability to be confident.

Although Lou Cheng worked hard to erase all the traces of the battle he could imagine, a whole day passed.

But the bits and pieces of the surrounding environment made what happened as clear to the expert as it was to see it himself.

"A large weapon slashed at the zombie, interrupting his ascension."

The Death Knight pinpointed the exact location of Lou Cheng when he attacked the Black Iron Zombies.

"It's a sword, it's a giant sword, there are two swords in total, and the two swords cut off the zombie's neck."

The Death Knight continued, groping for a bone fragment from the ground, a bone fragment that had burst out of the spine of the Black Iron Zombie when Lou Cheng slashed his neck.

"The speed of the sword is very fast, but it seems that the cultivation of the sneak attacker is not very high."

The Death Knight continued to check, glancing at a faint footprint on the ground.

"The footprints are very deep, and the lower plate is not very stable."

The Death Knight paused, and he carefully calculated.

"The height of the sneak attacker should be two meters, and the cultivation is ......

I think I just became a knight ......"

Obviously, Lou Cheng's outstanding physical fitness made this expert also misestimate Lou Cheng's specific cultivation.