The sky was as overcast as water, and a curved blood moon hung on the horizon, as if hung on a shelf by a butcher, and the sharp barbs stained with blood were crumbling.

It seemed like a split second, and it was sinking into the ground.

Without the light of a blood moon, the sky was not dark.

The red clouds float in the air, the big ones are like foaming mushrooms, floating around, moving with the wind, and there are a lot of plants and trees on the ground that are faintly fluorescent, which is very beautiful, like a fairy tale world.

This fairytale world is not so peaceful—there are no princes on horseback, no princesses in long dresses, but huge castles full of collapsed castles and solemn tombs, and blood-dripping crosses standing high, like cold and terrible demons, setting off a gust of cold air on this vast land!

The vicious howls of the beasts rang out from time to time, but more of them were the zombies who crawled out of the mass graves, staring at the scarlet eyes, and after a short period of confusion, they began to hunt frantically.

This fairytale world has become a battlefield for zombies and beasts!

But this is not the case everywhere.

For example, in this quiet place in front of him, even if there was a group of zombies and wild wolves fighting fiercely thousands of kilometers away, it did not affect it in the slightest, and even when those giant wolves the size of calves and fierce zombies fought desperately, they did not approach here, but faintly stayed away.

And here, it is just a cemetery surrounded by low walls.

However, the cemetery seems to be a little different from other places, as its interior is cleaned, even the granite steps that have shed stone chips over time are spotless, and in front of each cross is a cluster of faintly fluorescent blue silver grass.

In the center of the cemetery, there is a towering ancient tree, surrounded by dozens of people, straight into the sky.

Under the tree, there was a man lying down.

If you look closely, there are still blood stains on the man's body, and the flaxen-colored short sleeves are torn several times, revealing the wounds inside.

The blood had scabbed over, and the man remained motionless.

A crow croaked and flew in, with a few small grasses in its beak.

Approaching the cemetery, the crow's speed slowed down markedly, his head drooped slightly, and he swept low to a tombstone, placed the blue silver grass in the red beak's beak in the predetermined pit, and flapped his wings and flew away.

A gray-gray, small-eyed mouse slipped out from behind the cross, sneakily scurried to the pit, bury the dirt with its two front paws, and then fled in disgrace.

……

A group of strange creatures were cleaning the cemetery, and there was not a single cross in the cemetery that had collapsed, and no mounds had cracked and zombies had come out.

I don't know how long it was, a day or two, or just an hour – time is really a hard thing to measure in this environment.

A cross next to the giant tree shook suddenly, and the mound, which was not too small, moved, and disappeared in a flash, and no other trace could be found.

And the person lying on the ground, his eyelids also jumped slightly, as if he was trying to open his eyes.

After a while, the movement of the cross became more and more obvious, and you could see that it was swaying from side to side, so that the blood dripping from the blood trough was constantly spilled elsewhere, and so was the man, and the frequency of the eyelids beating faster and faster.

In the air, a storm was brewing, and the blue leaves the size of a fan on the ancient tree were windless, making the clearly veined leaves turn into big hands swaying from side to side, as if they were doing some kind of ritual.

Suddenly, the man lying on the ground woke up, his eyes suddenly opened, his hands reflexively jumped up on the ground, and then he looked around with a frightened look.

And those eyes are gradually becoming confused, gradually full of doubts.

This person is naturally Lin Feng.

He had a dream, a nightmare, in which he became the prey of being hunted and killed, and there were people chasing and killing people, as well as zombies, or more precisely, corpses. While shouting "Catch the Ruler", they knocked Lin Feng down, and then it was a violent fight. Outnumbered, he was finally caught, roasted his soul with a lit soul transfer wood, and forced Xuanyu Ding to get out of his body.

The dream was clear, as if it were real.

He finally woke up in a cold sweat - fortunately, it was just a dream.

But...... This is supposed to be the underworld!

Lin Feng put on a vigilant expression again after only a moment: it was very strange here, and it inexplicably made him feel an indescribable feeling of depression in his heart, as if he was entrenched in a wild beast.

The feeling was very strong, and after a quick glance, he found that there were many lifelike mechanical creatures here, and they were the cleaners of this cemetery, doing some cleaning and other tasks over and over again.

This situation made his heart feel even more strange, and he was almost sure that this cemetery was absolutely different from what he had seen before, or rather, it was a civilian area in the past, but here it was a concentration camp for nobles.

There was a strong breath of life under each mound, and Lin Feng could easily detect it, which made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart, and out of thin air, there was more pressure on the mountain.

With a loud bang, a rusty cross finally broke, and an extremely pale, fleshless claw suddenly stretched out from the crack next to it, and soon, a paw print burned onto the hard hardwood, and an old man-like creature with crumpled skin finally crawled out.

Lin Feng discovered these movements as soon as they happened, but when he wanted to stop them, it was obviously too late, because the dry palm had already caught the fallen blood card, and after that, he could see that the energy in the card was rapidly replenishing into its body, while its shriveled and terrifying body was rapidly recovering, like flesh and blood reconstruction.

It wasn't long before the blood card turned into white powder and dissipated into the air, and the zombie, or zombie as it should be called, finally revealed its true face.

This is a bald male surnamed zombie, quasi-fifth-order - probably because he woke up too early and his strength was damaged.

Its face is extremely handsome, with sharp edges and corners, and a pair of eyes reveal a terrifying glow, which can make people confused by coldness.

This is a powerful corpse clan, and moreover, Lin Feng discovered that it actually has the talent of a card alchemist: the awakening of the dual surnames of fire and spirit!

After getting this series of news from his "True Eye", Lin Feng's heart shook, and he thought of a lot at once, especially that dream, and the three words "Holder" that kept ringing in his heart after Effie used a "one-way spatial teleportation card" to get this ghost place.

Conspiracy, all conspiracies! Lin Feng was almost sure.

This is as if some kind of agreement has been reached between the Terrans and the Corpse Clan, sending a group of people who have obtained the Ding inheritance to the territory of the Corpse Clan, and letting the best of them hunt and obtain the Ding, which is crucial to card refining!

The intertwining of dreams and reality explained everything, and while Lin Feng was angry in his heart, he quickly used his demon's wings and flew high into the air, his body like electricity!

And the zombie who had just woken up, after seeing this scene, grinned slightly, revealing a seductive smile, but saw a card shadow appear behind it, and at the same time, a long sword appeared at its feet, taking it into the sky, and the speed was still more than that of Lin Feng.