In the early morning, the tempting aroma of food in the camp woke up Li Xun, and Li Xun, who was determined to perform well, sorted out his appearance as quickly as possible and rushed out of the tent.

555555, I didn't think it was too late.

Many knights were busy in the camp, some were preparing for breakfast, some were starting to pack their bags, and the most conspicuous mage was practicing sentence breaking spells by the woods 50 meters away. Prepare the spells of level 2-3 one by one and then dispel them in time when they are about to be released, and increase your proficiency by repeatedly chanting spells and experiencing the process of spell formation. This kind of practice is practiced to the extreme, which is to break the sentence casting, and to achieve rapid casting by reciting a few key sentence breaks, paving the way for the later instantaneousness. However, it is better not to try it without a certain amount of spell control, after all, it is risky to dispel a spell that is about to take shape, and you will face the possibility of backlash.

Seeing such a diligent orthodox mage, Li Xun, a "new mage", blushed a little, and hurriedly slipped out of the camp under the pretext of inspecting whether the magic vigilance was intact, and waited until the archmage came out to eat.

......

Eleven days after departure, early one morning, the western end of the Aveli Mountains was close to the side of the Kingdom of Morohled.

The mountains and forests are humid and densely foggy.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the uninhabited barren forest. A group of people slowly emerged in the thick fog, and after a short time, they walked out of the barren forest through the thick fog.

Li Xun, who was walking in the middle of the team, looked back at the mountains that were almost invisible, and couldn't help but sigh that he had finally come out. In the past 11 days, he has seen more trees than he has seen in the past ten years, and although the middle process is not shocking, it has also fulfilled his careful thinking and seen the demonic beasts of this world.

It was the 6th day after the departure, near a peak in the Aveli Mountains, the team led by the ranger to bypass the many nests of demonic beasts was blocked by a group of red-eyed golden eagles who went out to forage. The red-eyed golden eagle's wind-fast speed, knife-sharp claws, and powerful scorching rays that ignore defenses from its eyes completely defeated the ironclad rhinoceros with only brute strength and thick armor. When he saw that the red-eyed golden eagle cooperated with the staggered attack to divert the attention of the iron-armored rhino, and finally burned through his brain from the eye, Li Xun couldn't help but feel a little concerned, being besieged by such a group of fierce birds in such a mountain forest, ordinary people couldn't even run away! When the eagle eagles grabbed the heavy iron-armored rhino and went away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back on this journey, it is really meaningful, and it can be regarded as a rare mountaineering trip to another world.

The danger of the subsequent trip increases dramatically. Out of the Avili Mountains, you have to cross the undead area of nearly 600 miles below, as long as you don't encounter a large group of undead creatures commanded by the necromancer, it is almost impossible to trap such a team, so the first time is the least dangerous. But the fraternity of the dead is not a deaf and blind person trapped in a lonely tower, as long as it smells the news that the two countries are secretly negotiating, it will inevitably strengthen supervision in this regard, so the most dangerous thing is the return trip.

If you hide your tracks now and don't let the Fraternity of the Dead grasp your route, it will be much easier to return. Therefore, after the team left the forest, they were extremely vigilant, avoiding villages and towns that might encounter undead, not taking the main road, but walking in the wilderness and mountains, and from time to time, Casas and Li Xun took turns to perform undead detection spells, and disposed of all the undead creatures that they encountered wandering around, and never missed a possible leak.

I didn't dare to light a fire to keep warm at night, so I could only try to find a leeward place and set up a tent and wrap a blanket tightly to maintain my body temperature. Lord Earl and the mage are a little better, and they are not so cold after being blessed to resist energy damage, and the knights who escort them can't enjoy this kind of treatment, and they don't have hot food and need to be on guard in shifts, and the feeling of sitting all night is really bad.

On the third day of stepping into the undead zone, the snowflakes that had been delayed for a long time finally began to fall all over the sky.

After walking for nearly 200 miles, I haven't seen a single living person, although there is a reason why the chosen path is remote, and more can imagine the destruction of Mojolhead by the necromancer. Living people can't see it, but they can always encounter some zombie skeletons wandering aimlessly. Although the necromancer tried his best to restrain the undead to gather in some large cities as a defensive barrier for their own safety, this restraint could not be very tight, and there would always be some uncontrollable undead who became stragglers, wandering between cities and towns, hungry for fresh flesh to warm their cold bodies.

This is also an eternal subject for necromancers, studying why creatures are so aggressive when they become undead, just to pull others into this eternally cold and lonely terrible world?

Snowflakes slowly fall, covering the mountains, covering the houses, and covering this land full of ugliness and sin. To tell the truth, since stepping into this land, there is an inescapable stench lingering on the tip of everyone's nose, and when they sleep peacefully, they can always hear a wail in their ears. The one who touched me the most was Li Xun.

Is this the path you have chosen?

Is this your possible future?

Could it be that one day, I will wander in the empty field, listening to the wailing of the soul, sniffing the smell of rancidity, and accompanying me will be the unmoving creature of the cemetery?

If so, what if you rule the world? You don't rule a world, but a land where there are no living creatures. The beauty of the world lies in its diversity! Every time you go to a new place, you will see different things, meet different races, and eat different delicacies.

He is not a horror demon king, he will not see one world, he will rule one world, and then destroy one world and continue to look for the next world.

I'm a little lonely!

55555, wiping inexplicable tears, Li Xun complained that he didn't have the skills of the big demon king, and first had the loneliness of the big demon king, "cheap"!

"There are undead! It's the flying sentinels of the undead!"

Casas's break woke Li Xun up, and everyone in the team immediately turned around and moved closer to the archmage in the middle, and with the sound of a short spell, a group of invisibility techniques were blessed into the team. In the wind and snow, the figure of the team in the wilderness disappeared in an instant, leaving only a line of messy footprints that were slowly hidden by the heavy snow.

After a while, a small, almost undetectable figure suddenly appeared in the pale clouds of the sky, flying quickly along the former avenue in the distance, and had no intention of approaching this wilderness.

Half a minute later, when the figure was completely far away, everyone reappeared.

Marquis Alger Putek said in a deep voice: "It's too close to the city of Muspur in front, it is the largest stronghold of the Friendship of the Undead in the southwest, and the density of undead reconnaissance troops will be greater. Let's go a little farther away!"

The team shifted slightly and moved farther and farther away from the main road.

And at this moment, in the former city lord's council hall in Muspur City, a middle-aged man with a pale and stiff face wearing aristocratic clothes was sitting in a seat in a daze with his cheeks on his hands, and a magic water mirror on the table in front of him suddenly flashed, and then a portrait was projected in the water mirror, and it was a skeleton corpse witch with a ghostly eye flashing with a ghostly light.

"Dear Lord Hovis, the Great Pale Lord has asked me to inform you that several small bugs have appeared in your territory, and I hope you can deal with them!"

The middle-aged man changed his posture, still sitting lazily crookedly, his eyes swept over a small team that appeared in the water mirror, because the undead creature that sent back the image was too far away, and lost the image with a flash of white light after a few seconds, he could only vaguely judge that there were about 20 people, the strength was unknown, and the whereabouts were unknown, but the fact that there was a magician in the team should not be ignored.

"There is a mage?"

The middle-aged aristocratic man barely got a little interested, and with a light touch of his fingers, according to the location of the death of the undead eyeliner sent out in the last few days, a group of chaotic red dots appeared in the water mirror, but one of the more obvious lines in the messy red dots was so different that it roughly outlined the route that this team had taken. From the beginning of the Avli Mountains to 30 miles from the city of Muspur, it turns southwest, and the route probably wants to go around the city of Muspur.

The middle-aged aristocratic man stared at him, and after bypassing the city of Muspur for another 300 miles, he was out of the undead control area, and to the east he arrived at Lake Mihil, which was the headquarters of the alliance of the three churches of the Morning Light, and if he followed Lake Mihir to the southeast was the city of Eliat, which was controlled by the royal family of Moroel Head, who was struggling to survive, where did this group of people want to go?

Hovis was also obviously a superior who was reluctant to use his brain, so he just stroked a black hedron on the table, and a moment later, a level 13 ghost lord appeared at the table.

"Dear Lord Hovis, Helialas is at your disposal. ”

"There are a few bugs in the territory, you send someone to deal with them, and the mages inside will be alive. ”

With a flick of his finger, a black light containing information about the enemy's route slammed into the Ghost Lord's body, and Helias flickered out of the council chamber after a moment of condensation. A moment later, a group of bound spirits, ghosts, and banshees rushed out of Muspur City and headed straight into the distance, and the leader was a level 9 ** banshee.