Because of its proximity to the place where the sun rises, there has not been hazy weather for tens of thousands of years, let alone rain and snow.

Suddenly, one day, the sky was overcast, thick dark clouds obscured the sun, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, as if it was going to rain.

The inhabitants of the mountain had never seen such a strange sight for generations, but they were so frightened that they hid in their houses and closed the doors and windows.

At the same time, in the woods halfway up Mount Kabi, eight knights on black horses appeared, their entire bodies covered in black robes, and even their eyes, noses, and mouths were wrapped in them, as if they were afraid of the light.

Each of the eight black-robed knights wore a large black sword at his waist, and the scabbard was carved with a strange skull insignia.

Eight black-robed knights walked side by side, their black horses tied to a huge bronze coffin with ropes behind them. The bronze coffin looked old, covered in patina. Between the mottled patina, you can vaguely see runes and prohibitions from different races and fonts.

The warhorse dragged the bronze coffin and galloped along, and if it encountered trees and rocks in front of it, the black-robed knight would not hesitate to draw the huge sword at his waist to remove all obstacles.

Strange to say, the black war horse stepped on the mountain and the bronze coffin rubbed the ground, but it didn't make a sound.

The surrounding beasts and birds seemed to smell the terrible aura of these people, and they were all frightened and fled, and even the fierce mountain wolves did not dare to approach.

The silence along the way is terrifying, making people feel like they are in the abyss of hell.

When I was about to reach the foot of the mountain, I suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound from a distance in the middle of the air, which was very harsh, like the cry of a bird, but not like the sound that ordinary birds can make.

The eight black-robed knights paused for a moment when they heard the sharp cry, and then suddenly urged their horses to speed up their pace, as if they were afraid of the owner of the scream.

They hadn't gone far when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Soon, I saw that this person was a young man. The boy was a little thin, dressed in an ordinary linen shirt, and carried behind him a load of neatly bound firewood, and in the wood was an axe, the body of which was polished.

The eight black-robed knights walked like ghosts, without making a sound, so the young man chopping wood didn't know that there were already eight more knights and an ancient bronze coffin behind him. The boy walked briskly forward, looking up at the sky from time to time, as if he was in a hurry to get home.

The eight black-robed knights glanced at each other, obviously not expecting a young man chopping wood to appear here.

A black-robed knight drew his black sword and drove his horse quietly towards the young man.

At this moment, the screams rang out again from behind everyone. This time, the young man chopping wood also heard it clearly, was startled, and turned his head suddenly.

When the young man chopping wood found a knight who had hidden his whole body in a black robe, pointing at him with a cold black sword, he was so frightened that he tilted his body to the side, and without thinking, he turned his head and ran forward desperately.

He hadn't taken a few steps before the black-robed knight threw a well-worn rope. The rope flew straight toward the boy as if it had eyes, and wrapped it around his neck.

The rope was jerked back by the black-robed knight, and the rope noose that fell on the neck of the wood-chopping boy was immediately tightened, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him forced to stick out his tongue, and subconsciously stretched out his hands and grabbed the noose that was holding him to relieve his breathing.

The strength of the black-robed knight was extremely great, and the body of the young man chopping wood was dragged by him like this, like a fish biting a fish hook, and he was dragged involuntarily flying backwards, falling under the war horse of the black-robed knight with the big sword out of the sheath.

The young man chopping wood fell on a pile of rubble, his buttocks rubbing on the ground in pain, and the curse came to his mouth several times and swallowed back, as if he was afraid of angering the black-robed knight.

At this moment, the black-robed knight lowered his head and said to the young man in a hurry.

Although the young man couldn't see the black-robed knight's mouth moving, the cold voice was really heard. However, he couldn't understand the strange language at all, and shook his head blankly.

The black-robed knight's head lowered again, as if to scrutinize the young man. After a while, he suddenly said a large series of words in a different tone, and the young man chopping wood still shook his head blankly.

At this time, the young man chopping wood pulled the rope around his neck a little, and he finally relented, and looked at the black-robed knight in front of him with a slightly curious gaze in horror. The boy has lived in the luxury mountain since he was a child, and he has never seen a person in this kind of costume, and he thought to himself that you have put your eyes into your robe, can you still see it?

Seeing that the young man was still shaking his head, the black-robed knight paused, seemed to understand something, changed his tone again, and said a string of words.

This time, the young man chopping wood understood what he was saying, and the black-robed knight was asking him, "Are you human?"

The young man chopping wood was a little puzzled by the black-robed knight's question, but he still nodded.

"It turns out that it is really a human being, when did a human learn the spell of controlling birds and flying into the sky?" The black-robed knight's tone was much calmer, as if he knew that it might be a human flying in the sky, so it was not so terrifying. But he still doubted how it was possible for humans to learn such a spell, so there were some doubts in his tone.

"You, what are you going to do?" the woodcutter staggered backwards on his feet, his bright eyes squirming around, as if looking for a way to escape.

The black-robed knight waved the black greatsword in his hand, "Let you be a glorious undead like us." ”

The young man chopping wood once heard from the elders of the village that some people did not attain detachment and reincarnation after death, but became servants of the masters of hell.

These undead will forget the memories of their past lives, and the only thing in their minds is the idea of being loyal to the master of hell, and the most difficult thing for the woodcutter boy to accept is that these undead will have to eat corrupted creatures to survive.

His eyes widened as he looked at the strange knight in front of him, his head shaking like a wave.

The black-robed knight let out a creepy and eerie laugh, and he pointed the black greatsword in his hand at the top of the wood-chopping boy's head, and silently muttered strange language, as if he was performing some kind of ritual of the undead.

The wood-chopping boy was very scared and wanted to get up and run away, but as soon as he lifted his feet, he found that his two legs seemed to be shackled by something invisible, and even if he used the strength to feed, he couldn't lift a single bit, and cold sweat broke out on his anxious forehead, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Grandson Turtle, does the master like this!"

Just as the young man spoke, the bronze coffin behind the black-robed knight suddenly trembled violently, and the other seven black-robed knights sensed something strange and turned their heads back, and at the same time let out a terrible exclamation.

The black-robed knight who was reciting the incantation was interrupted by the exclamations of his companion and looked back.

Several black-robed knights said something to each other in strange language, shaking their heads and nodding their heads, as if they were arguing about something.

The young man chopping wood couldn't understand a word, and said in his heart that these guys were so terrible even when they said it, and they could talk about people but didn't say human words, so did they change their minds and didn't plan to pull me into the gang?

The more the young man chopping wood thought about it, the more frightened he became, and at this moment, another scream came from mid-air, this time it was loud and seemed to be very close. The woodcutter raised his eyes and looked at the sky, only to see a large golden bird hovering in the air not far away. Upon closer inspection, the big bird actually had two pairs of wings and six legs, which was really shocking.

The young man had been frightened half to death by the eight black-robed knights in front of him, and now there was such a strange bird, looking at the strange bird's appearance, maybe it also liked to eat human flesh, and it flew over to grab its own meat with the eight black-robed knights to eat.

While he was thinking wildly, a strong wind suddenly blew around, and almost all the leaves on the trees were swept off by the sudden wind, blowing away all around, and people couldn't open their eyes. The clothes on the young man chopping wood and the eight black-robed knights were also blown up.

With another scream, the wind stopped abruptly, and the woodcutter opened his misty eyes, and he found that the six-legged strange bird was actually standing in front of him, and what was even more incredible was that there was still a person standing on the six-legged strange bird. This man was very eccentric, with a rare square face, huge earlobes hanging down to his shoulders, and a green dragon the thickness of a little finger wrapped around his left ear.

The six-legged monster bird flapped its wings slightly, and the strange man folded his hands in front of his chest and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the bronze coffin, his brows furrowed together.

The bronze coffin seemed to sense the hostile gaze of the strange man, and the coffin shook even more. The black-robed knights all pulled out their black swords at their waists and pointed at the strange man, screaming strangely in their mouths.

The strange man tilted his head, raised his right hand and pointed at the cloudy sky, and after saying something, he let out another sneer.

The strange man didn't speak human language, and the young man chopping wood didn't understand it at all, but it wasn't as eerie and cold as the language of the eight black-robed knights. Without waiting for him to think about it, the six-legged monster bird under the strange man suddenly let out a scream, and the sound was like a muffled thunder under his feet, almost bursting his eardrums, and his head buzzed like a big bell.

After a strange cry, the six-legged monster bird fluttered its wings and stirred up a huge wind and waves again, and the young man chopping wood was lifted by the wind and waves, turned several heels in the air, and fell to the ground again. The war horses of the eight black-robed knights were also blown to the side, and they were brought together to gain a firm foothold.

The six-legged monster bird soared into the sky, flew towards the most dense dark clouds in the sky, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

It wasn't long before the huge dark clouds suddenly shrank into a black ball, and the sun shone on the land again.

The eight black-robed knights seemed to be terrified of the sun, and raised their hands to hold their heads, letting out a groan of pain.

At this moment, there was also an inexplicable roar from the bronze coffin, and the voice was like the voice of the ancient god of death when he asked for the soul of a mortal.

When the young man chopping wood heard the scream coming from the bronze coffin, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

Fortunately, he fainted at this time, otherwise the next scene would really scare him to death.

I saw that under the sunlight, the black robes on the eight black-robed knights began to decay and weather, and then the skin and flesh on their bodies seemed to be burned by an invisible flame, and they turned into ashes inch by inch with the stench of decay.

The eight black-robed knights struggled in a twisted manner, their mouths uttering heart-rending screams until their bones were reduced to ashes and scattered in the wind.

The six-legged monster bird hovering in the air and the strange man did not bother to appreciate the strange picture, but looked at the ball that seemed to be a condensed black smoke.

The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and the strange man suddenly jumped off the six-legged strange bird. In mid-air, the strange man's body began to change, his head suddenly turned into a giant bull's head, and his body also changed into the body of a giant tiger.

After the strange man changed, the two nostrils became so large that they were about the size of the head of the young man chopping wood.

I saw that the strange man pointed his nostrils at the ball and spurted out, and a swirling tornado hurricane actually erupted from his left nostril, engulfing the ball into it.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning erupted from the stranger's right nostril and struck the ball.

Strange to say, the ball seemed to be a living creature, and it actually let out a miserable scream, and it drifted away with the hurricane.

Just as the strange man was wrestling with the strange ball, the bronze coffin suddenly moved to the side of the woodcutter, and the bronze coffin lid made a violent collision sound, as if the corpse inside wanted to break free from the coffin.

It didn't take long for the bronze lid to open a crack in the corpse inside, and a strange inky blue smoke slipped out of the coffin.

In an instant, the gap in the lid of the coffin closed tightly. The inky blue smoke slipped out of the bronze coffin, forming a human figure, and the body turned black and red in the direct sunlight, making a strange noise, accompanied by the foul smell of rotten flesh.

It wasn't long before the figure curled up in a ball, groaning in pain. It held its head and looked at the sky, just as the ball of black smoke was trapped in the tornado by the stranger.

Seeing such a scene, the figure couldn't help but let out a low cry, looked around, and suddenly found the woodcutter next to him, hesitated slightly, and suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and burrowed into the ear of the woodcutter.

When the last wisp of green smoke sank into the ear of the woodcutter, his body suddenly began to shake violently, and his yellow skin gradually turned dark blue. When the skin of his whole body turned dark blue, it returned to its normal yellow in an instant, and his body calmed down.

At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and then he fell asleep deeply.

The strange man drove away the ball, and rode the six-legged strange bird from the air to the ground, he jumped off the six-legged strange bird, glanced at the young man chopping wood, found nothing unusual, and walked in front of the bronze coffin, walked around the bronze coffin, and put his right hand in the middle of the coffin lid, closed his eyes and turned his head sideways slightly, just aimed his left ear down at the center of the bronze coffin, as if listening to the movement inside the coffin.

It didn't take long for the strange man to straighten up, let out a sneer towards the bronze coffin, summoned the six-legged monster bird, and flew to sit on top of the six-legged monster bird.

The strange bird screamed, and suddenly jumped on top of the bronze coffin, and the six bird claws grabbed the edge of the bronze coffin, flapped its wings and flew into the sky, and quickly disappeared into the vast sky with the green tung coffin.