There was silence in the deserted ancient city, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the alleys.

The half-demon prince's smile remained for a full three minutes, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore.

At this moment, Nan Xiao asked, "I seem to have heard 'the Immortal Plague is a huge conspiracy' just now, would you like to talk more about it?" I'm interested in this comparison. ”

Makbara Oba was relieved, and his expression suddenly became relaxed. "I have a lot of first-hand information about the plague. For example, it originated from a private study by Gwendrine, the god of the Dark Moon. Want to know more? Then maybe we need to negotiate some small conditions. ”

Nan Xiao raised his hand: "Ice Lock!" ”

With a click, the half-demon prince froze. Now it's trapped in a large chunk of transparent ice, half a relaxed smile on its face, half a mixture of panic, anger, and fear. It's rare to see such a strange expression.

Nan Xiao walked over and took a good look at the half-demon prince who was frozen into an ice sculpture. "You may be mistaken," he said, "and it doesn't make much difference to say it out of your mouth, or to torture your soul directly." In front of me, you are not qualified to speak of conditions. ”

The power of the ancient god Enzos is immense. While actively infusing some of his power into Nan Xiao, he also instilled some skills on how to use this power. I thought it was an investment that could earn interest, but I didn't expect the principal to be abducted. Enzos did a real loss in this deal.

Nan Xiao, who made a lot of money with blood, learned a lot of skills to manipulate souls. The first step in all these techniques, of course, is to strip the soul from the body. For the unfortunate egg who is skinned, the pain is almost 10 times greater than that of having a child. As he pulled the half-demon prince's soul out of the ice, the soul wailed and made a sharp and piercing noise.

It took a little time to read the soul of the half-demon prince, and the end result was mixed.

This guy really lied. People who are eloquent must really discount what comes out of their mouths. It's still the most convenient to torture the soul, and it's useless to lie if you want to.

The Plague of the Undead, originally originated from an experiment to create undead soldiers.

With the energy of the first fire, Rhodeland has prospered for tens of thousands of years. However, the first fire is not inexhaustible. It was born from the darkness, absorbed the power of the ancient dragon, and grew stronger, and will eventually return to the darkness.

The first fire is fading, while the population of the continent of Rhodeland is growing. Every soul is a burden to the first fire. Those who are old, weak, sick and disabled, who cannot serve as soldiers, who cannot plough the land, and who cannot transport goods, but who are just as healthy as those who have to consume the energy of the first fire.

After countless living studies, the gods understood the mysteries of the human body. Those fighting skills actually exist in the body, and they have nothing to do with the soul. And so a bold idea took shape. The gods of Arnornd plan to drain souls from human bodies and create undead people with weak personal will. Such a soldier is skilled and easy to obey, and rarely consumes the power of the first fire, making it a perfect consumable.

Further research has found that bodies with souls removed can even be resurrected repeatedly. The fly in the ointment is that each resurrection may cause the undead to go crazy, and humanity will completely disappear, turning into a walking corpse that only knows how to kill.

Another problem is that there is no way to openly create undead soldiers on a large scale. The people of the continent of Rodland are not so submissive. They revere the gods while also defending their rights. Constrained by public opinion, this can only be done quietly. As a result, the value of the undead soldier is greatly reduced. Scraping a few hundred pieces doesn't really do much use.

Eventually, Gwendrin, the god of the Dark Moon, came up with a genius solution – to create a plague of the undead.

Not to openly create immortals, but to package them as a plague. Instead of resenting the gods, the people would become more dependent on Arnoor Lund, kneeling in front of the royal city and begging for their protection. Many of the kings of the kingdoms of the continent of Rhodeland, who thought they were full-fledged, disobeyed the will of the gods. When the plague of the undead is prevalent, all their soldiers fall, and it is up to them to see if they dare to be arrogant.

In order to cooperate with the implementation of the plan, the White Sect underwent a reorganization. Lloyd is the main deity, and Javier is the main priest, promoting the restoration miracle of the sun princess. Let some of the female clergy become firefighters, build bonfires around the land of Rodland, and build fire sacrifice grounds. They will guide the undead to the White Religion and serve the gods in the name of the sacred transmission of fire.

The plan seemed so perfect that it was quickly approved by King Gwen. The first fire is already showing signs of extinguishing, and it is no longer possible to study and demonstrate it slowly. His Majesty Gwen, who was far-sighted, decided to implement this plan in Ulahilu first. The people of that kingdom were very free and very intelligent, but they studied things out of tune all day long, and they loved to party. Such a country with little resistance can not worry about causing harm even if something goes wrong with the plan.

Thus, Ulahillu perished, and the whole nation became immortal.

If things stop at this point, it's perfect. But things changed, and the plague of the undead gradually became uncontrolled and spread everywhere. Moreover, the virulence of the plague has become stronger, and the infected people quickly become worthless living corpses, which is very dangerous.

Another blow was that the gods soon discovered that it was useless to eliminate the low-end population. Although those humble fellows were numerous, they didn't actually consume much of the first fire energy. It is the gods themselves who occupy the lion's share. The Gwen clan has ruled Rodran for too long, and the Protoss has multiplied and has become very numerous.

As a last resort, Gwen began to consider reducing the size of the Protoss.

Sensing that Gwen was planning to purge the Protoss, the Half-Demon Prince was the first to flee. From then on, he began to face hunting. Waves of undead warriors came to crusade against him, to take away his heart.

Nan Xiao lifted the ice lock and took out the heart from the corpse of the half-demon prince.

Half of it was a dark red like magma, half of it was a white gold like the sun, and its heart was covered in blood, still shrinking soothingly. You can feel the tremendous energy that lies within. In time, this half-blood demon may be resurrected.

This guy ended up with a piece of incredible.

In order to prevent the rise of humanity, the gods of Arnor Lund decided to spread the plague of the undead to the human plane. That is, the earth. First of all, select someone on Earth who is suitable to serve as a flame bearer, and implant the dark brand on him/her. Then, through the actions of the Fire Bearers, the plague of the undead will gradually spread.

All planes of time and space are not spared.

I see, that's how those strange living corpses on Earth came from.

It's time to go back to Earth, Nan Xiao thought.