"Just come. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The proprietress quickly served Wu Chen a cup of freshly brewed dark beer.

The raw material of dark beer comes from the secretion of an alien terrestrial borneol pituitary gland. Has considerable psionic powers. The prototype of these alien dragons is the alien reptile that once appeared in the gambling game that the alien nomads who once settled on the planet of the dead skull. Infused with evil thoughts by the evil gods, catalyzed into a terrifying earthly dragon.

Extremely large.

Fortunately, because they are uncivilized beasts themselves, they have low intelligence, and the evil thoughts they can understand and generate are very limited, so even the evil gods cannot fully control them. It was later domesticated by the death knights under Wu Chen. This part of the most elite dead cavalry was transformed into the ground-walking dragoons.

The Earthwalking Dragon, which has undergone deep mechanical transformation, is considered a cyborg creature. After being deeply integrated with the Death Knight, it is even more lifeless, with spiritual fire in his eyes, and full of what a death mount should look like.

Surprisingly, the powerful Death Rider looks no different from ordinary people.

Wu Chen thought of a reason. Because his dead horses are all promoted by skeleton warriors. For undead creatures, when the spiritual fire is strong enough, the energy spirit body will have a tendency to materialize. Spiritual and material will inevitably move towards ultimate unity. However, in spiritual and material divisions and unifications, each race has its own gifts.

Just as the demon clan in the east does not need to reach the seven stars to split the true body and the original form. Many ancient martial arts masters were also able to raise the tempering of matter and spirit by opening the trick.

The undead, too, have similar abilities.

Generally speaking, an undead with more than 5 stars can make a spirit semi-substantial.

Of course, just as all living beings on earth have to nourish and protect their souls with a materialized shell. The undead also need a powerful shell to hold their growing spiritual fire. The body of the dead rider is definitely not the original skeleton frame, but the psionic knight armor on the body.

In fact, the skeleton shelf of the skeleton warrior period had already been burned by the spiritual fire. After being promoted to the Death Rider, there are no white bones in the Spirit Armor, but a pure spirit body, or spirit body. It's not complicated. Similar to the Ringwraith in The Lord of the Rings.

Burning the dead bones is also a prerequisite for the evolution of the skeleton warrior into a dead horseman.

It is equivalent to purification and sublimation.

In addition to psionic armor, Deathrider can also use a variety of psionic power-filled items to improve their psionic energy.

Every undead creature has the ability to capture the enemy's spiritual energy and fuse spiritual fire. Snatching the unescaped spirit from the opponent's corpse and infusing it into his own spiritual fire, gaining the opponent's skills, insights, and memories to improve himself is an innate ability that almost every undead warrior is born with.

As mentioned earlier, this is a complete system with complete support.

So, don't worry about the lord, who has been rolling the sheets with a few miserable white skeletons day and night for hundreds of millions of years. This is something that has never happened before.

"Your Majesty." A dragon knight walked over with a cup.

"Sit down." Wu Chen smiled and nodded. There is still a gap between the alien wyvern and the real dragon. If you don't have enough talent, you can make up for it. A 10,000-year war was fought, and the death dragon knights were each as high as six stars. Some people will ask, six stars is nothing more than that. Compared to the powerful existence of the Evil God Eight-Star God King, what can the Six Stars do?

In fact, there are many things that Six Stars can do. As the so-called embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an anthill. Although the demon is as high as eight stars, there is only one head left. Mr. Evil's patchwork of evil consciousness can only awaken the evil god's consciousness. It's like just waking up a vegetative person, and the evil god at this time is actually very weak.

According to the original plan, after devouring the energy spirits of the entire Earth's biosphere, they may be able to regain some vitality. However, with the defeat of a 10,000-year war, the evil thoughts that the evil god had just revived were wiped out in large numbers. Now, it is on the verge of running out of oil. It is estimated that it will be very difficult to make any more waves.

Of course, just the evil thoughts that bred made Wu Chen's million-dollar undead army fight bloodily for 10,000 years. It shows how terrifying the evil god in his heyday is. He is worthy of being a member of the Tenjin Group.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Dragoon of Death raised his glass solemnly.

"Thanks for what?" Wu Chen asked with a smile.

"Thank you for waking me up from the darkness and bringing me all the way here." The Death Dragoon told the truth.

"Fighting for 10,000 years?" Wu Chen smiled and sighed.

"Well, 10,000 years of fighting." The eyes of the Death Dragoon's burning spiritual fire were filled with deep memories: "For the past 10,000 years, I have lived every day very really. ”

Wu Chen somewhat understood: "So, fighting is also a kind of life. ”

"That's right, that's it, Your Majesty." The Dragoon of Death drank the wine from his glass. From Wu Chen's psionic body perspective, he could even see a flame falling from his throat to his chest and abdomen, burning out quickly. Wu Chen suddenly thought of the Knight's swamp brew (see: "1.100 Leisure Time").

"Your Majesty?" The proprietress Mina thoughtfully filled the wine glass for Wu Chen.

"Huh?" Seeing the dragon rider leave, Wu Chen turned around when he heard the sound.

"Where are we going when the war is over?" Mina is from Earth. Before he was buried in the filthy ditches of Hart Island, he was a famous professional killer. Failed on his last mission, he was shot dead and his body was dumped on Hart Island. Since Wu Chen activated the bloodline of the Death Knight, she has been following the first batch of firstborn undead. Until a serious injury exits the sequence.

"Go to ......" Actually, I don't know when it started...... The third millennium? Wu Chen had already thought about this problem.

Find a suitable world to house these powerful undead.

The normal plot world is clearly not suitable. With the Death Legion's powerful combat power, slaughtering the entire world is definitely the only ending. Then find a world that matches the necromantic attributes. The only thing Wu Chen thought of was the Lennox world created by the madwomen. Since this magical world has the Twilight Knights born from the ashes of the living dead, it is sure to be able to accommodate these undead from Earth.

Thinking of this, Wu Chen subconsciously looked at his left hand. As soon as he activated his innate ability, the cold flame without temperature would instantly incinerate the skin, revealing the metal hand wearing the Vi Ring. Then use the light released by a beam of gems to form a portal, and complete the teleportation in minutes.

However......

Plans often don't keep up with change.

"Go to a magical country." No matter how good Wu Chen's design is, he will wait until the last battle is over.

"Magical Nation?" Not to mention Mina, everyone in the tavern was in flames for a moment.

"Yes, a planet called Lennox. In the past, many undead creatures were born because of the lack of human nature, and then I planted a world tree......" Wu Chen narrated the adventure that seemed to be the previous era.

Walking out of the whispering tavern on the stars, Wu Chen thought about it and turned to another street.

At the end of the street, a huge cemetery stands on the edge of the Wall of Weeping, and then appears around the corner.

Phosphorus Fire Cemetery.

Although, it seems, building a cemetery in the city of the undead is like setting up a stall opposite the Shaolin Temple to buy a hair dryer. How can business be good.

Therefore, this phosphorus fire cemetery must not be a burial place for the undead.

That's right, it's actually a hospital.

The owner of the cemetery, Lady Marcia, is a bone srafter who can turn decay into magic.

She can repair the broken bodies of the skeleton warriors and regather the escaped spiritual fire. Extend the life of an undead warrior. Mina of the Whispering Tavern was the first to receive her treatment and save her life.

As the king of the Death Legion, Wu Chen didn't need to brush his face, just with the golden flames that enveloped his body, he could pass unimpeded. This is standard for demigods.

This is also the destination of those mutilated skeleton warriors along the way.

The reason why Wu Chen came here was naturally to visit them. It is easy to understand why it is not the reason why it is not to see the owner of the cemetery, Ms. Marcia.

Because, under Ms. Marcia's slim hooded robe, there was a white miserable skeleton. Without a hint of shredded meat.

The white bone spirit in front of me is unplugged, this is the owner of the cemetery, Ms. Marcia herself.

Therefore, there is obviously no second reason for Lord Riding King to come here.

Similar to the Skeleton, the Bone Slayer is a very rare hero in the Legion of the Dead. is usually not in Wu Chen's battle sequence, but he has made a lot of amazing achievements. Contribute a lot to the entire legion.

Respected by all the undead warriors, including Wu Chen.

When Wu Chen walked into the mourning hall, the lady was grafting the bones of a skeleton warrior who had lost all of his lower body.

The way bones are grafted is also very different from human medicine. The lady would bury the wounded warrior under thick ashes. It's like burying yourself in the sand by the sea. With the lady's gentle 'breath', the cold ashes are like a bonfire that has not yet faded from the heat, illuminated by the stars.

The cold and dead gray-white ashes, the moment they are lit by the star bonfire, have a vivid beauty.

Even the lord, who had been fighting for 10,000 years, was instantly illuminated.

Who would have imagined that the ashes of life are still hot.

Every time he saw this bonfire that would never be extinguished, Wu Chen's comprehension of the undead would be even more profound. A little bit, a little ding, a little loss. For 10,000 years, every time Wu Chen watched it, he would have an understanding. Then, unconsciously, a great deal of power is accumulated.

In fact, Ms. Marcia also knew that Wu Chen came for this bonfire that had never been extinguished.

Immerse your feet in the hot ashes and feel the ironing from your soul. As usual, the lord slept peacefully on his hard bones.

The lord who has taken off his guard, the young one is distressing.

The 10,000-year life-and-death struggle has not eliminated his sharpness, but sharpened his edge. The years have worn away his muddy disguise, but there is no trace of sorrow left behind. Whether it's the miracle of the shelter or the aura of the protagonist that comes with it, or the power of the bloodline, is no longer so important.

By the time Lady Marcia, who had buried the last of the wounded in her ashes, looked up, the lord had fallen asleep.

There are still people who can sleep peacefully next to the ashes, and for 10,000 years, there is only the lord.

Lady Marcia shook her head slightly.

Although the skeletal face under the hood could not see any expression, her limbs clearly showed that she was sighing helplessly.

Walk over as usual, straighten your cloak for the lord, and gently cover your body.

The moment she turned around, the lady paused slightly. Then he kissed the lord on the cheek of the campfire......