Zhuang Yichen nodded solemnly, and then left the library with her and went to the magic academy to continue studying magic.

The war between the undead and the Terrans is heating up. On the front lines, tens of thousands of soldiers die every day at the foot of the holy Avtena Snow Mountain. The Buried Bones connect to the underworld, and an endless number of undead creatures are born every day. The undead led these necromantic armies dominated by slaughter and brutality, strangling the human army to their heart's content.

The thirteen Heavenly Rank elders of the clan took turns to sit on the front line, firmly containing the Heavenly Rank powerhouses in the Bright Sect. If it weren't for the scarcity of the undead, the vast forests and fertile plains behind the Avtena Mountains would have been turned into a bloody barren land.

In this long attrition that lasted for thousands of years, the human alliance was forced by the pressure of the undead to quickly complete the internal unification. Seven hundred years ago, the Holy See of Light shrouded the Holy Light in the desolate and barren Dark Moon Domain, completely ending the chaotic and divided situation of human countries on the continent.

Since then, the war has spawned a magical boom unprecedented on the continent for tens of thousands of years. For thousands of years, the powerful cultivators on the continent who had broken through the shackles and reached the heavenly rank were as bright as the stars. This is the best time on the continent since Ragnarok, and it is also the worst time.

Time flies, and ten years have passed since the bullet command room. At this time, Zhuang Yichen had completely grown into a real undead. And his realm is infinitely close to the heavenly position.

According to the strength standards set by the powerful and mysterious mage's guild on the continent. Opening up a source of magic power, absorbing magical elements, and refining them into pure magic sources and storing them in the body, this realm can only be called a magic apprentice. Only those who succeed in condensing the magic crystallization can be called a true magician.

If you condense a magic crystal, you will be called a one-star mage. When the magic crystals condense to seven, they can attract the power of the stars, merge their spiritual power and magic crystals, and become a thinking core that exists in the brain.

Magicians who have broken through this realm can be called heavenly powerhouses, and after reaching the heavenly position, they can truly break through the shackles of the earth and fly to the boundless universe.

The place where bones are buried, the palace of kings.

In the empty and huge somewhat oppressive hall, a tall and brilliant Ice Throne stood far in front of Zhuang Yichen.

The figure on the throne seemed distant and thin, but it did not prevent him from unleashing a deterrent. Zhuang Yichen stood in front of the throne with his hands tied, at this time he had just broken through the last realm and turned his soul into a dazzling purple.

"Very well, you are indeed the most talented clansman in a thousand years." The one on the throne looked at him for a while, and then a message of approval reached Zhuang Yichen's perception.

Zhuang Yichen didn't speak, just lowered his head slightly, and bowed forward lightly to show respect. This was the first time since his birth that he had been summoned by the king alone, so he was very nervous.

The thin figure on the throne seemed to be very satisfied with Zhuang Yichen's performance, he nodded, then stood up from the throne, and slowly walked down the long stairs on the high platform step by step.

"Since the Orcs rebelled out of our grasp, we have become increasingly unable to afford this war with no end in sight."

As he spoke, he walked in front of Zhuang Yichen, and then continued to tell himself. "For nearly two hundred years, the gods of Hades have sent down only two people for us. If this continues, we will not be able to afford the attrition of war. ”

Zhuang Yichen paused for a moment when he heard this, and then asked cautiously: "In this war, we have always had the advantage, and we are the attacking side. If that's what you say, we just need to withdraw north of the Avtena Mountains, and then won't the war be over? ”

Hearing Zhuang Yichen's question, the Sen Bai Soul Fire in his eyes, which symbolized the strength of the demigods, shone with disdain, and then a mocking thought spread to Zhuang Yichen's mind.

"Do you really think that we are criminal aggressors? Are wars instigated by evil spirits, as recorded in the history books of mankind? ”

Zhuang Yichen froze slightly, and hurriedly bowed his head respectfully.

"Venerable King, wars are only divided between strong and weak, and there is no justice or evil to speak of. I'm just curious, but now our offensive is approaching the last barrier of humanity. All you need to do is cross the Avtena Snow Mountain, and the blade of the Undead Iron Knight will be directed at the Sanctuary of Light. Does humanity still have the strength to fight back against us? ”

"You're wrong, humanity will never fight back. They only need to put the battlefield on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the far north, and then consume it with us endlessly. ”

"Or rather, the Holy See of Light needs this war."

"Why?" Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but fall into deep thought when he heard this.

"If it weren't for this war, how could the Cult of the Illuminati be able to unify the divided human kingdom so quickly? If it weren't for us, the wicked and cruel spirits of the dead, why would the foolish people under the rule of the Cult of God believe in the Lord God of Light so devoutly? ”

"Those venerable bishops, high magicians and knights, and arrogant and selfish noble lords need this war, if there is no external pressure. What do they do to fool civilians? ”

Zhuang Yichen suddenly brightened, "That means that the war was instigated by the Light God Sect from the beginning?" ”

The king nodded, then turned to look at him. "Therefore, human beings can consume, as long as those noble bishops of the Cult of Light give a little food to the common people like pigs, those foolish people can reproduce endless offspring like the Sinking Demons."

"Of course, the most important thing is that among the descendants of those foolish people, a new Heavenly Rank powerhouse may be produced to enter the Holy See of Light and continue to maintain this stable rule."

"Relying on those stupid demons and an endless army of necromancy, we can press the battle line to the door of the church of the Cult of Light. But if there is no heavenly powerhouse in charge, then all of this is meaningless. ”

"If within a hundred years, a new Heavenly Powerhouse cannot be born among our people, then the balance of the entire war will be completely tilted to the side of the human race."

"At that time, our undead will not be exterminated, but they will also be raised like pigs by the Cult of Light, to remind the numb and stupid civilians under the rule of the Cult that they are the protectors of the Light of the Lord God of Light from evil.

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"And we, we can't even give birth to a clan, how can we produce a new heavenly powerhouse?"

Zhuang Yichen immediately knelt down on one knee when he heard this, and solemnly conveyed an idea.

"Venerable King, within a hundred years, I will break through the Heavenly Throne and lead a large army to break through the Holy Cathedral on the top of the Snow Mountain of Avtena!"