Just as he was about to expand the range of his spiritual power detection, he accidentally looked up, but suddenly found a skeleton shrouded in black robes standing not far in front of him.

"Don't rely too much on mental power, since you have eyes, they are used to see things." The skeleton slowly raised its head from the black robe, and between the upper and lower jaws, the hoarse and ugly words slowly came out of his mouth.

Noble lilac soul fire jumped in his eyes, and as the words came out, a deep cold air slowly permeated the space around him.

Zhuang Yichen calmed down at this time, he looked at the skeleton, took a deep breath, and asked slowly, "Are you an undead?" ”

"Well, I know, you've met a friend of mine, a friend with a very bad temper." The undead's tone was gentle, but after he appeared, the ground under his feet was already lightly covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

Zhuang Yichen nodded, he remembered that at the beginning of the apocalypse, he broke into the meteorite and killed a clone of the undead before the space-time passage.

"I know you must have a lot of questions, but that's okay. You are a very lucky human being, so your questions will be answered. ”

"Really? Since this is the case, then, Lao Tzu has no doubts! As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Yichen immediately cast an instantaneous movement, directly opening up the distance between him and the undead by dozens of meters! Then, without hesitation, he took out the flare gun from the storage space, and shot out three dazzling flares in succession.

Every dog mongrel you meet! Who TM wants to be blind BB with you, wait for the swarm attack of gunships!

This set of actions to call for reinforcements Zhuang Yichen is like flowing clouds and rivers in one go, Lao Tzu is also a mixed figure with a head and a face, how can he not call the army for help in a fight?

It's just that no matter how Zhuang Yichen moves, the undead still stands there quietly, without the slightest move.

"No need to work in vain, this space has been sealed by me with a magic array.

You're the one on the Chill Throne, so I'm fully prepared. ”

Zhuang Yichen looked up when he heard this, and saw that the three signal flares had entered the blue clear sky, but as soon as they rose to more than ten meters, they were swallowed up by an invisible spatial fluctuation.

"Well, I'm surprised. In fact, I am also very surprised, we admire the scientific and technological civilization of your human beings on Earth. It's a pity that you only discovered the curvature of space, and we can already control space. ”

"It's a pity that we know everything about you, and you still don't know anything about us."

Zhuang Yichen nodded helplessly, within his spiritual perception, the space he was in at the moment was like a small bubble folded out in the background of the universe, enclosing everything inside.

"Alright, we're running out of time, let's get started." The undead said a lot to himself, then raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Yichen.

With just one glance, Zhuang Yichen immediately felt that he was imprisoned in place. His mind was racing, but all the ways he could think of to get out were beaten back to their original places by this simple and crude spatial seal. Under the crushing of absolute power, the stratagem does not play any role.

After the undead imprisoned Zhuang Yichen, he walked up to him, and the white and slender skeletal fingers gently swept over a bone ring on his left hand, and then a large pile of various magic materials of all kinds appeared in front of Zhuang Yichen.

Then, with his ten taps, one by one precious magic materials continued to sink into the ground under Zhuang Yichen's feet, the undead fingers flew over, and the miserable white skeleton danced into an afterimage. A few minutes later, a complex magic array that dazzled Zhuang Yichen was constructed under his feet.

"Alright, lucky boy, go find out for yourself, I'm really looking forward to it!"

is obviously rough and cold, but he still has to say such a middle and second tone. Zhuang Yichen's chrysanthemum tightened when he listened, and there was a chill in his heart.

This damn pervert, make a magic array of gods and gods, this TMD won't have any special fetishes!

Zhuang Yichen was thinking wildly in his heart, when suddenly the undead pointed a cold finger bone on his eyebrows.

With his move, a powerful cold current that was enough to freeze his soul instantly froze Zhuang Yichen's thoughts.

Between the last glimmers of clarity on the spiritual platform, Zhuang Yichen vaguely felt that there was a delicate small pagoda protecting the last bit of his soul, and then he fell into a deep dream.

In the dream, Zhuang Yichen was in a blur, he forgot his name, forgot his experience, forgot everything. When he gradually regained a little confused self-consciousness, he found that he had turned into a small skeleton.

Who am I? Where am I from? Why am I here?

Zhuang Yichen slowly crawled out of the soil, first looked his body up and down, and then, an overwhelming sense of confusion instantly filled his mind.

When he was confused, he suddenly found a skeleton like himself coming from the sky.

"Hello, little friend." A friendly message gently reached his mind through his spiritual power, and Zhuang Yichen stood up and looked at the thin skeleton like himself.

"Who are you?" Subconsciously, a message also passed.

"My name is Andrew, and we are the undead." That skeleton conveyed this strong affection in the fluctuation of spiritual power. Looking at his body like himself, subconsciously, Zhuang Yichen became close to him.

At this time, Zhuang Yichen had lost all his memories, and only a little pure self-consciousness remained. At this time, he is like a blank sheet of paper, on which others can paint.

"Undead? What are the undead? Name? Why a name? So what's my name? A series of questions suddenly blocked Zhuang Yichen's heart, and he asked directly immediately.

The undead's soul jumped happily, "Picking up a newborn is really the most interesting thing!" Haha, it's good that I came out this time.

”

"You don't have to worry, you'll understand these questions in no time. Let's go, I'll take you home first. ”

Then, he couldn't help but fly up with Zhuang Yichen. The gray-brown earth under his feet descended rapidly, and Zhuang Yichen was led by the undead to fly high into the air.

In the distance, a vast gray-black castle stretches across the vast plains, the mysterious burial place of the Eternal Continent. On this barren land, wanderers are the unwilling souls of countless dead. And the undead are also the masters of this land.