"It is rumored that the necromancers are very dead, and at night they will be ghostly and ghostly, which can be described as a forbidden area for the living. Because www.biquge.info grievances were too heavy, the surrounding forces joined forces several times, but they failed to bulldoze this necromantic primordial, but instead fueled its prestige, and suffered heavy casualties. ”

Horn's expression was solemn, and he said secretly: "It is said that there is a ghost king in the depths of the Necromantic Plain, who fought in the battle to flatten the Necromantic Plain more than a thousand years ago, fought with foreign forces, and both sides suffered damage, and finally stopped and reached an agreement, which has never appeared again, I don't know if it still exists?"

This kind of ghost king is not a name like a one-horned giant ghost, but a truly powerful ghost king, it is an extremely high stage of the evolution of evil ghosts, and it is a professional realm when replaced by a human warrior, a professional-level existence, once such a monster is born, non-professionals can't compete.

However, Horn came this time only to find the soul water, so as not to enter the depths of the Necromantic Plain.

At this time, the yellow fog around him gradually became thick again, drifting towards here, Horn's body moved, entered one of the gradually rising yellow fog, walked for an unknown time, and suddenly heard the sound of bells in front of him.

A white light flashed in Horn's eyes, and the yellow mist on both sides parted, and huge humanoid corpses stood on either side, revealing a passage.

These corpse soldiers are all three meters tall, wearing mottled iron armor, their skin is sewn up with needles and threads, their brains are as big as bells, and they are all holding iron swords, heavy knives, spears, spears and other blades, these blades are mottled, but they are still cold and shining, exuding a strong aura of necromantic energy.

Horn's eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Ghoul zombies." ”

"Ding, ding, ding. The bell continued to ring, and a huge ancient ship slowly emerged from the necromantic mist.

......

The ancient ship was an iron ship, with a mottled surface, dilapidated and vicissitudes, but it was still quite complete, hundreds of meters long and thirty or forty meters high, slowly sailing out of the necromantic mist.

A heavy voice came, dozens of thick iron chains were stretched straight, one end of the chain was tied to the bow of the ship, and the other end of the chain was pulled by dozens of huge corpse monsters ten feet tall, this huge dark ghost ship was actually pulled by dozens of thirty meters tall corpse monsters.

Horn's eyes were shocked, and the ironclad ship slowly stopped, and a voice came from above, saying, "What is the matter with Your Excellency going deep into the Necromantic Place?"

Horn spoke, "Seek the water of the soul." ”

"Soul Water is a treasure of the original necromancy, and only a little bit can be accumulated at the Necromantic Spring, and it is not easy to get it now. ”

The voice on the ironclad boat spoke, and said: "However, there is still a little ghost holy water in my ghost mountain, which is far beyond the ordinary soul water, and my ghost lady is feasting on the heroes of the Quartet and holding a ghost banquet. ”

Ghost water is extremely rare, and Horn is here to try his luck, he knows that he has run into a ghost warrior from the depths of the Necronomicon.

Ghosts and lava ghosts are different, it is the soul fire that survives after the death of human beings, washes away ignorance, and gives birth to new intelligence, which is considered a new individual, and these warriors are called ghost warriors.

To be able to have such a huge ghost ship, this ghost lady is afraid that she is an extremely powerful ghost in this necromantic primitive.

However, he did need the Ghost Holy Water, so after thinking about it for a while, he spoke, "It's okay." ”

Boarding the ironclad ship, Horn found that the entire huge dark ghost ship was floating on the necromantic mist, carried by the necromantic elemental breath, more than a dozen huge corpse monsters roared angrily, pulled the iron chain, and the dark ghost ship slowly drove away again, disappearing into the necromantic mist.

......

According to him, this ghost lady is one of the ghost leaders in the ghost mountain of the necromancer, and because of her love of making friends, she will issue a ghost order every ten years, inviting young Toshihiko to board the ship, which is called the ghost feast.

This male ghost is one of the ghost envoys, and on the way back, he meets Horn and invites him to the ghost feast, and the ghost holy water that Horn needs is rare and scarce in the outside world, but the ghost lady can provide it to him.

So Horn decided to go, and as for other information, the male ghost didn't provide much more, and Horn knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he didn't ask more.

......

The ghost feast is on a large river deep in the Necronomicon Plain, which is choppy, lifeless, and infested with all kinds of necromantic creatures.

This is the most important river in the depths of the Necromantic Plain, which runs through the entire Necromantic Plain, and is composed of dozens of underground Necromantic Elemental Springs, named 'Wraith River', which is the source of the Necromantic Primordial Machine.

The ghost banquet was held on this huge ship, and when Horn was ushered to the ship, there were already many people here, all of them were young people, and they were all nobles dressed in costumes, and he knew that the people who could be invited to the ghost banquet must be young nobles who were under the age of thirty and had entered the silver rank.

Horn was surprised, under such harsh conditions, even if he searched the entire Lion Plains, he couldn't find a few people, but he looked around, and the young people sitting on the giant ship were all dressed as top nobles, and their breath was deep, and they were not simple.

It seems that the ghost envoy said that the ghost banquet invited the world's young top nobles is not a lie, he also knows why he was invited, he can see that he is a little bit of reality, and the strength of the ghost envoy is not weak.

Horn didn't continue to think about it, so under the leadership of the maid, he found a place to sit down, many of the maids on this ship are also from ghosts, and their strength is not weak, they are all beautiful and dusty, delicate and weak, but their faces are slightly pale, and they lack human vitality.

The same goes for the ironclad guards, who are more than two meters tall, with a thick dead aura on them, but they are not ghosts, but ghouls.

Like ghosts, ghouls are born of corpses, and although they are not unpredictable, they are immensely powerful.

Horn understood that the dark ghost ship was a non-human race except for the young heroes and nobles who were invited.

Unlike humans, there are many human races, and the temple is at the highest place, although there are restrictions, and you need to use the war spirit to step into the path of a professional, but there are not many warriors, and ghouls are not easy to channel, and they often need the right time and place, and they are all born dark warlocks and dark warriors.

Whether it is a ghoul or a ghost, once they are psychic, they will naturally become dark warriors or ghost sorcerers, and their growth potential will also be greatly limited due to their different origins and qualifications.

The ghost maids and ghost guards here are all selected and not weak, but they can only serve on this ship, and you can imagine the status and power of the owner of this ship, Mrs. Ghost, in the ghosts.

Horn had an idea in his heart, but he didn't show it, and he tasted the wine and pastry on the table, but he was surprised to find that the wine was a fine wine, and the pastries were very exquisite, all of which were very famous human pastries outside.

I don't know how long it took, but the young men on the ship occasionally communicated, but more of them just closed their eyes and didn't speak, and there was a strange competitive atmosphere.