Not...... The body is so heavy......

In the chaotic darkness, Gregory slowly opened his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info random teleportation can make it impossible for the enemy to determine the direction of escape, but it will also cause the user to go through an unpredictable spatial mutation channel, and the feeling of the body being kneaded around like dough is not something easy to bear.

However, it would be nice to be alive and not teleported to worse, although there was basically nothing that could hurt him as a lich...... Huh? What weighs so much?

Gregory came back to his senses in an instant, quickly looked around, and then was stunned to find that he was being framed in a pile of old bones, surrounded by mottled dry bones shrouded in darkness, all kinds of species, and even the dragon's head of half a dragon under him, looking at the long horn covered with strange spirals, he knew that it was a hell dragon with powerful dark magic, and it was this horn that firmly pressed him in the overlapping bones, unable to move.

It seems that the last shock is not the effect of the spatial channel, but the consequence of hitting this dragon horn.

Gregory had to be disappointed in his luck once more and sighed silently. He now has no energy reserves in his body, a large part of the flesh and skin of his body has been damaged by the attack of the source body, and his muscles have also broken a lot due to overwhelm in the previous rush and the later battle, and there are no accessories on his body that can hide the breath of death, in case he encounters his own people is more dangerous than encountering enemies...... In short, it's a mess, and it's basically impossible to get out of trouble with the strength of the body, and the only way is to use the power that Sanin gave him.

Kiss!

Summoning some energy from the gods, Gregory cautiously struck the huge dragon horn on his body with the smallest amplitude, trying to break his body out of the squeezing, but unfortunately, the dragon horn was too heavy, and Gregory's attack was a little lighter, and after a slight tremble, it remained the same, not moving a minute.

What a hassle...... Belch?

Gregory was just about to gather more energy when his face suddenly changed, because there was a sudden and obvious tremor from the pile of bones, as if something was approaching at high speed, and judging from the movement of the epicenter, it was aimed in the direction of this place very accurately!

Damn, what the hell is this, could it be that such a slight fluctuation in energy can be discovered?

Gregory gritted his teeth fiercely and began to disguise the corpse without moving.

"Whoa!"

A moment later, a faint black shadow flashed above the layers of bones, and then the bones covering Gregory scattered as if they were swept up by a strong wind, and before the boy could react, the huge dragon horn was lifted up at once, and one of the ribs on his body was unfortunately hung by the spikes of the dragon horn, and he was instantly dragged into the bright sunlight.

"The old lady used to be very coquettish,

Oh hehe,

The ass is upturned, the chest is high,

Oh hehe,

Now it's all rotten......"

Accompanied by the sunlight was a hoarse and unpleasant singing, as if the coarsest stones were rubbing against each other, and the penetrating noise gave Gregory's soul a goosebump, and he wanted to smash the thing that made the sound into powder, but the huge dragon horns kept dangling, making him feel that the world around him was constantly spinning, and he could not see anything clearly.

The thudding sound followed with a massive up-and-down movement of the dragon's horns, which gave Gregory a ridiculous imagination that a giant had taken the massive horn as a harvest and was pounding to remove the dirt from it......

“......

The old lady used to be very coquettish,

Oh hehe,

Big eyes, pretty face,

Oh hehe,

It's all rotten now...... Huh?"

The singing stopped abruptly, and then the huge dragon horn stopped shaking, and Grigory opened his eyes dizzily, and he didn't have time to complain about why he was still dizzy when he became a lich, and he was so shocked by the sight before him that he forgot to move—

On the endless plain, there are countless white bones everywhere, the same is all kinds of creatures, many of them are quite huge, if you look closely, you can find that there are many things that make people can't believe their eyes - for example, there is a skeleton prostrate on the ground not far in front of it, and the three pairs of white and crystal wing bones behind it that are still slightly radiant show that this corpse was actually a seraphim! Nearby, an equally large skeleton, with two long, curved horns on its shattered skull, was the hallmark of the Chaos Behemoth...... As far as the eye could see, there were the remains of such high-level creatures everywhere, and the evil dark magic and brilliant light released from the bones were mist-like, mixed and entangled, and filled the range as far as the eye could see, and the scenery was strange and oppressive—this was ...... The Land of Eternal Sleep!

Gregory knew where he was at once, after all, he had seen countless paintings of the Eternal War in the Temple of Radiance, depicted by artists of all kinds, and was familiar with this strange sight that could only be seen in the Land of Eternal Sleep...... However, a serious question immediately popped into his mind, that is, how was he going to leave now?

As the main battlefield of the final battle between the forces of light and darkness, the land of eternal sleep is surrounded by a blockade established by layers of powerful seals, and the light and darkness are almost evenly divided, but ordinary creatures can get out as long as they find the right attributes, except for him - in his current form, the seal of light will refuse him to pass because of his dead body, and the seal of darkness will definitely be unceremonious to the divine power of Sanin in his eyes...... Damn it!

"Hey, old fellow, wake up, come and see this thing!"

When Gregory's luck rose to the level of 'hatred', the terrible voice spoke again, and then the huge dragon horn suddenly sank downward, and before the lost boy could take a defensive posture, he was already lifted in his hand: "It looks like he just died...... It's so fresh!"

The sound was so unpleasant and harsh that Grigory immediately came back to his senses, and while keeping his eyes still, he quickly looked at the person in front of him, and could not help but be a little stunned - this was a man with a height of nearly two meters, covered with various materials and decorations, and looked a little, uh, ' The female zombie was covered with a large number of ornaments, the rotten parts of the body were cleverly concealed, and the parts of the skin that had not yet decayed were cleaned spotlessly, except for one eyeball, every tooth on her face was brushed as smooth as white jade, and her head was surrounded by a headband made of some kind of snake backbone, which was covered with dry wildflowers.

"Fresh corpses, you stinky shrew!"

The flowery skeleton carried a bony spear on its shoulders, which seemed to be made of the leg bones of some kind of giant beast, and at the base of the spear, a rope made of unknown leather was tied with a beautiful bow, which hung down half a meter long, but at the end it was a crumpled and withered head - only the mandible of this head was now opening and closing with an old sound, and two dark blue soul fires were deep and serene, looking Gregory up and down: "...... Hey, it's really fresh...... Let me take a look...... There are still fluctuations of space magic on it, and there are traces of stored divine power on the skin and flesh of the whole body, could it be a light priest who was assassinated and thrown into the spatial turbulence to destroy the corpse?...... Uh-huh, no! Marks on the skin of his joints prove that he still had movement after death - be careful! He's not a corpse, he's an undead too!"

The withered head suddenly shouted, and the flamboyant zombie immediately raised the spear on his shoulder without hesitation, and with an extremely skilful movement, threw and picked it up, and pierced Grigory on the leg bone as if he were a hare on a barbecue fork:

"Who are you!"

The flowery female zombie roared in that ugly voice: "Don't you know that this is the territory of the former ruler of Suraata, the former commander of the elite troops of the 'Storm Thorn', and the former guardian of the giant bear Kamakaja!

With her roar, a strange fluctuation came from the stick, completely ignoring Gregory's flesh and bones, and slammed into his soul like a whip, so that he could no longer disguise it, and let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, but Gregory's soul was inhabited by the divine power bestowed by Sanin, and when attacked, he automatically counterattacked, and the divine fountain of blazing light poured out of his left eye, instantly drowning the zombie in front of him.

"Hoha!"

In the face of the sudden attack, the female zombie did not mess up as if she had foreseen it, and let out a habitual shout before her death, and a circle of green halo suddenly erupted in her body, splitting the brilliance like a stone in the torrent, and the countless corpses around her were suddenly blasted into the sky, and the swishing sound of sharp bone stubble cutting through the air was endless.

"Haha, you idiot, you actually want to use the props of glorious power to sneak attack the old lady!"

The zombie who claimed to be 'Kamakadya' laughed, suddenly relaxed, and with a flick of the spear, he threw Gregory's body out like a rag: "The old lady has been fighting side by side with those soft-footed shrimp under Sanin for thirty years, which time was not ten or eight to save back? My body has been stained with their blood I don't know how many times, and now although he has been dragged down by this old king to become an undead, but the resistance to the power of light has not weakened!" Barely a little bit can be regarded as immunity, I don't believe that the old lady is not defending this time, stand here and let you try it again! If you want to kill me, unless you use the Moon Song Forest-"

"Shut up, you brainless shrew!"

Just as Kamakadya was about to blurt out her weakness without thinking, the skeletal hair on her spear let out a raging roar that stopped her.

"Well, it's dangerous, I almost said it, and you're still of some use, Saruf! it's not in vain that I pulled you out of the pile of bones......

Kamakadya let out another nasty laugh and slapped the head around the spear several times, causing it to curse in anger again.

On the other side, Gregory, who no longer had to disguise himself, quickly stood up, but his face was shocked. The name that came out of the female zombie's mouth was almost thunderous, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while-

The name Kamakadya may have been forgotten among ordinary people, but Gregory, as the Great Sage of Light, knows very well, and in the last war of eternal sleep, this female barbarian from the barbarian tribe 'Suraata' in the frozen wasteland was a powerful help on the side of light, leading a female barbarian army with spears as the main weapon, which is the one just mentioned. The Thorn of the Storm, which played a decisive role in several battles, performed numerous meritorious deeds, and finally lost a trace after a bloody battle when he was betrayed by the enemy's elite troops due to the betrayal of a fallen angel...... Wait, she called that skull 'Saruf'?

"Excuse me...... Could that be the 'Dharma-Controlling Saruf'? Captain of the 'Frost' Legion, the Grand Lich Saruf?"

On the one hand, because of the other party's self-proclaimed identity, and on the other hand, because of the situation, Gregor used a very polite tone. If the other party is really the person who claims to be, then not to mention the way he is now, even the best state is useless - that is a person who is strong enough to fight side by side with Seraphim!

"Oh, old bastard, you're quite popular, and your juniors still remember you......"

After Kamaka Jiajia was stunned for a moment, he slapped the skull again, causing it to make a meteor around the spear again: "That's right, it's this old guy who led a group of small miscellaneous people to ambush the old lady, and if he can't beat it, he will use tricks and want to pollute me into an undead...... Hehe, I don't want to know who the old lady is, even if she dies, she is still the old lady! casually tear him and those little cubs to pieces, and now even the most basic-"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, figure out what's going on before you speak, you brainless she-bruises!"

Saruf looked like he was going crazy. Because of that ambush battle, he lost his ability to cast spells, and now he and Kamakaja are grasshoppers on the same rope, and the strength of this strange fresh undead on the other side has not yet been explored, and the old bottom here is about to be leaked by this stupid she-bear! "Control this guy first! If you want to chat, there will be a time in the future-hmmmmmmmm

"Okay, got it, you're so long-winded. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Kamakadya had already stepped him into the ground under his feet, and with a turn of the spear, it was already aimed at Grigory again, and the powerful power instantly enveloped the surrounding area of tens of meters, just one person, but it sent out the momentum that thousands of troops can create: "Come on, boy, let me weigh your skills well!"

"Wait, please listen to my explanation, Kamakadya-senpai......"

Although he was already a lich, Grigory still felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but he stepped on the shoulders of his companions and even climbed to the position of the great sage, and even in the face of such a predicament, he was still undiscouraged and always looked for a way to survive the crisis: "I have no ill will towards you, on the contrary, I am full of respect! I didn't come here by myself, I was someone-"

His words paused for a moment, and then a flash of light flashed through his consciousness, and the following content changed: "I am also polluted by people in an attempt to turn me into an undead!" I was originally a high-ranking priest of the Sanin Grand Church, and I have long admired and admired your glorious achievements in Kamakadya, a senior of Kamakadya...... It was just an instinctive counterattack just now, please understand!"

"Huh?"

A surprised expression appeared on Kamakadya's stiff face: "You say, you are also polluted by people and become an undead?"

"Yes, yes!"

Things seemed to turn around, and Gregory nodded hastily, and at once he skillfully recited an obscure hymn written in the ancient language and used by the high priests to pray. The smooth and beautiful voice poured out of his mouth without stopping, and the light power around him began to slowly roll and gather in this direction, as if it sensed something.

"Hey, old bastard, what do you think?"

Looking at the light power that seemed to be activated around her, Kamakadya reached out and pulled the rope at the end of the spear, pulling Saruf out of the dirt: "The old lady thinks this little guy sings very well, and it doesn't look like he is lying......"

"Phew...... Who wouldn't memorize this cliché? My pronunciation is better than his!"

Saruff spat out the dirt in his mouth fiercely: "And this guy is already dead, you are so capable that you can see the expression on that dead man's face?

With a flick of Kamakadya's wrist, Saruf burst into the ground like a meteor, digging out a deep trail as he left, and when Kamakadya lifted it up again, all the holes in the skull were falling with mud and sand.

"No more nonsense. ”

Kamakadya shook his spear and helped Saruf remove the dirt from his head: "Old fellow, are you sure that this little guy is telling the truth?"

"Humph!"

Saruf just snorted coldly, and the blue flame in his eyes jumped unwillingly. If his magic is still there, why is this kind of thing so difficult? The simplest "Ernest's Holy Flame" that can judge lies is enough! It's a pity that now......

"I promise, what I say is true!"

Seeing that the other party's tone was loose, Grigory was overjoyed and immediately couldn't wait to express his sincerity.

“...... Forget it,"

Kamakadya stared at Gregory for a few more moments, then carried the spear back to his shoulder nonchalantly: "Even if your kid has any tricks, it will not be of any use to the old lady, no matter!"

After leaving such a sentence, she simply dragged the huge dragon horn, turned around and strode into the distance, and tore her throat again:

"The old lady used to be very coquettish,

Oh hehe,

The ass is upturned, the chest is high,

Oh hehe,

Now it's all rotten......"

The unpleasant singing sounded again in the open field, and Grigory froze in place, and after a moment's pause, he subconsciously glanced around—the empty field was full of huge skeletons, and the black and white mist slowly rolled and surged, looking like a quietly approaching ghost......

Belch!

Grigory's body froze with his imagination, and after a moment of fierce struggle of his thoughts, he struggled to drive his body and chased in the direction that Kamakadya had left.

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