Western Continent, Plains of Bones.

The Plains of the Dead is located in the southwestern part of the Great Desert that traverses the Western Continent. The Plains of Bones, as the name suggests, is lifeless and lifeless, and is inhabited by many undead creatures.

I don't know how many thousands of years ago, the necromantic plane crept closer to the main plane. Then, under the leadership of the Necromantic Emperor, many of the dead set foot on this vibrant land, preparing to make it the home of the necromancers.

The undead landed in what is now known as the Plains of the Bones. In the past, it was also a wilderness, with mountains and rivers, and it was full of life. People work hard here, and the monsters breed here. Everything was so beautiful until that day came.

The dimensional passage was opened, and the dark canopy replaced the blue and white sky, and the dark clouds obscured the sunlight. A series of white bone gates appeared out of thin air, and countless necromantic creatures swarmed out of it. Patches of land that had been fertile were covered in the breath of the dead, and became lifeless rotten ground.

All the creatures who lived here were mercilessly slaughtered. Even the soul was devoured, and the flesh and bones became the lowest-level skeleton soldier skeleton beast. For a time, the main plane encountered an unprecedented crisis.

The Elven Empire and the Human Empire are facing off in the north and south, and they have put aside the deep blood feud between the two sides that is difficult to wash away from the entire ocean, and have united. The struggle between the two races ends with the defeat of one race at most, and if these necromantics are allowed to come, then not a single race will be left in the entire plane, and all of them will be transformed into undead.

Not only the two dominant races of humans and elves have such an awareness, but the entire continent, from south to north, from west to east, orcs, trolls, lizardmen, giants, sea tribes, etc., and even demonic beasts, anyway, almost all races have put aside their hatred for each other, formed an alliance, and killed the necromantic army.

The two sides are in this land, and there are many battles. The necromantic plane is connected to the main plane, and the necromantic planes that have accumulated countless thousands of years are endless, and they can't be killed. Many dead souls are not afraid of death, are not afraid of tiredness, are strictly disciplined, and resolutely carry out the orders issued by their superiors. It has brought very many casualties to the allied forces of all races, and the necrons can also feed the war by fighting. Resurrect the dead soldiers and strong soldiers of the allied forces of various ethnic groups one by one, become dead spirits, and fight their former comrades-in-arms instead.

This war was fought in the dark, and the days were long and boundless......

In the end, it was the profound heritage of the main plane, and the will of the plane of the main plane made the will of the plane of the necromancy plane helpless. Still, the coalition won the final victory, driving away the necromantic army. The plane passage was destroyed, and the two planes were separated.

However, this area, which was once occupied by the necromancy, where the allied forces of various races fought together, has become a completely barren land. It is under the influence of the necromantic plane, and is obscured by the remnants of darkness all year round, and the sunlight cannot shine through. This place has also been eroded by death qi, and in addition to the death of too many people, all life has been cut off, except for the plants from the necromancy that survive on death qi, all the plants in the main plane can no longer grow here.

This is the real place of death. Until now, there are still the corpses of soldiers and strong men who died on both sides of the war. In particular, the super cannon fodder from the necromantic plane, the skeleton soldiers, has covered this place with a blanket of bones.

In the countless tens of thousands of years that followed, the necromantic plane used this enclave as a link countless times, repeatedly invading the main plane. There have been countless battles again, so this place has never been able to get better, and it has become a land of death forever.

This is the natural birthplace of necromancers, and it has been invaded by the rules of the necromantic plane, so it can give birth to new necromancers all the time like the necromantic plane. One by one, the low-level skeletons stood up, their eyes flashing with weak soul fire, wandering aimlessly. If one of them is lucky, he will get a necromantic plant that can open his mind, and then he will start devouring other members of his kind, eventually becoming a terrifying necromantic monster.

It's also the best refuge for the necromancers on both continents who are like rats crossing the streets. Some necromancers have even stayed here for the rest of their lives, and this is their true "home".

Deep underneath the Plains of Bones are the corpses of countless once powerful beings who died in battle with the necromancers. There are also many treasures left here by strong people, and even artifacts and so on. So, it's also a paradise for mercenary adventurers. Unlike the Misty Forest, there is no order here, and if you are not careful, you will be one of the bones on the ground, waiting to be transformed into a low-level skeleton one day......

Those evil mages, warlocks, etc. also love to come here, looking for the corpses of the strong and refining them into puppets. This is also where the necromancers accomplish their highest achievement, as long as they find a dragon bone with a trace of dragon soul, they can use the bones all over the ground to get the necromancer's highest achievement, creating a bone dragon.

The Plains of the Dead, the land of the dead, is extremely dangerous.

On this day, Daddy suddenly had the interest to inject new strength into this world. The Force awakens in this world, when Richard became the world's first Jedi.

In a lifeless valley, the ground was rotten, and the ground was covered with white bones. A bone raven with only a little flesh and skin on its body descended from the sky, jumping between the bones, searching for the bones with a hint of necromancy.

Finally, the bone crow stopped, stopping at the edge of an arm bone as white as white jade. Today's luck is really good, I actually found such a white bone rich in so much necromantic aura, eat it, I can be promoted, right?

I don't know if the bone crow thinks so, but it pounces on it impatiently anyway. However......

However, if you're not the protagonist, don't be delusional about getting adventures. As soon as the bone crow pounced, the arm bone was raised with lightning speed and grabbed the bone crow with one hand. Then the necromantic aura on the bone crow's body was absorbed with great speed. The bone raven turned into a pile of bones again.

The yin wind blew, and with that arm bone as the center, countless white bones flew up. A tattered black robe rose from the ground in the distance, and then flew here, covering the countless white bones.

Countless white bones began to combine in this black robe, and after a while, I saw a man wrapped in black robe walking among the many white bones in this uninhabited valley.

The black-robed man stood still, raised his head and looked at the sky, inadvertently revealing a little bit of skin. Yes, it's skin, human skin, flesh-colored skin. And not the white bones.