The bright moonlight sprinkled on the empty desert, the desert wind pushed the yellow sand to move all the year round, leaving ripples like waves on the sand, the highest point of the sand waves, is a huge continuous sand dune, under the cold moonlight, the fine sand on the dunes reflected the moonlight, flashing with silver light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As far as the eye can see, there is the tallest sand dune, and in the darkness of the night, a series of black dots can be seen climbing to the top of the dune, looking northeast. The night, the moonlight, the sea of sand, and the travelers, this scene is like a famous painting painted by a master named Garros many years ago, making it difficult to distinguish whether you exist in reality or are in the painting.

"Oh, Denya, mercy. Following the ranks of the undead, they climbed the sand dunes along the gentle slope, and Lina, who was in the first place, felt that her vision became broadened for a moment when she reached the top, and when she saw the scene on the other side of the dunes, the priest girl was surprised for a long time before she quickly drew a square on her chest, and stammered: "Here, here, this is really more than a desert." ”

"Whew, that's true. Catherine, who was the second to reach the top, stood beside Lina on a skeletal mount, looked down with her and said, "Mr. Ghost, your world is really unexpected, and it still looks very prosperous." ”

"Actually, it's not that prosperous. Although Mr. Ghost said very modestly, the tone and actions when he spoke showed the pride in his heart: "In fact, only the capital and the four towns can be regarded as prosperous, and places like our hometown are actually very peaceful." ”

"What the hell did you see? "The last Pannis of the line has only arrived until now, and when he sees everything below, he can't help but be stunned. Shortly after the dunes, he saw the end of the desert, where the ground gradually transitioned from being full of fine sand to large chunks of cracked soil, and farther away, large expanses of black soil, with no trace of sand to be seen. There are some low brown plants growing here and there on the cracked soil, and the outer part of the black earth is covered with this brown plant, perhaps it is this brown plant that has stopped the erosion of the desert.

On the edge of the black earth, a village suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, the village was composed of more than fifty houses, and the houses were also bone, and Bai Sensen's bones were full of demons under the moon. Outside the village, there are several large well-cultivated fields, most of which are planted with tall bone mushrooms, while the rest of the fields are planted with different plants, red, gray, purple, and even white, each color must represent a type of plant. Although there are more than 50 houses in the whole village, but the area of each house is not large, so the village is actually very small, and the narrow path between the villages can see skeletons and ghosts frolicking with each other, doing some games that the creatures cannot replicate or even understand at all. There are also many skeletons working in the fields, but their way of working is more special, to be exact, a large group of skeletons are working mechanically, and a few skeletons sit on the edge of the field to direct their actions, which looks very similar to the work scene when slavery was dominant in the human world thousands of years ago. However, the members of the adventure group already knew it when they came to the Bone Fortress in the Overworld, so naturally they didn't think that this was oppressing slaves.

"You can manipulate other undead to carry it out. Catherine said with some surprise: "I thought that this kind of delicate work could only be done by yourself." ”

"Haha, ploughing is not a meticulous job, even if you manipulate three bodies, you can complete it smoothly, but if you are more detailed, such as sowing, if you want to manipulate the other three bodies to do it, it is too energy-consuming, it is better to do it yourself. Mr. Ghost patiently explained, "After all, it is not so easy to manipulate several bodies at the same time to complete the delicate work. ”

"Well, it's not easy. Catherine nodded, glanced at Vivien, and saw that Vivien was staring at herself, as if she had already guessed that she would think of her. The knight girl stuck out her tongue at Vivien and said meaningfully, "Those skeleton mages must have an advantage. ”

"You just said three bodies?" Pannis suddenly interjected, seemingly casually asking, "Is there a limit to your control?"

"Of course, there are limitations, a soul's spiritual power is limited, and the body controlled is of course limited. Mr. Spectre didn't seem to understand why Pannis would ask such a common-sense question, and replied in surprise: "Don't you know? Most of the undead have the limit of controlling three bodies, and only a few can control more than three bodies, and it is said that the most powerful one can even control eight bodies." ”

"Well, of course we can't know. Pannis said helplessly: "It's just that I heard that you can all control the undead without limits, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands." ”

"Ah, it's okay to influence their behavior a little, but it's impossible to control it accurately. Mr. Ghost shook his head vigorously and said, "It is said that some time ago, it was indeed possible to do that, but then the master said that this was not good, so everyone lost this ability." Although I don't particularly understand why the master thinks this is bad, since the master said so, it must be right, and the master must be for our good. ”

"Oh, it's for your own good. Panismo rubbed his chin and said with a smirk, "I think you'll understand one day." ”

"Looks like you've been working hard. Catherine also said meaningfully: "Since then, preparations have been made for the coexistence of both sides. ”

"Still, I'm curious about one question. Pannis asked, "We've been here for more than a day, why haven't we met those wandering undead?

"Wandering undead?" Mr. Ghost asked in a puzzled tone, "What wandering undead?"

"Huh?" the other party's reaction was completely out of Pannis's expectations, so he could only explain, "It's those undead who have no self-consciousness and can only run around on instinct." ”

"There's no such thing. Mr. Ghost said, "Without self-awareness, how can you move around in a combined form?"

(To be continued.) )