The psychic towers that imprison and torture countless souls are constantly waking up the dead buried under the swamp from endless slumber, the flesh mill that runs all day long has split countless corpses and re-stitched them into giant abomination trolls, in the open-air arsenal, war machines are being assembled by zombies, and when there are not enough parts, zombies even replace them with a part of their own body, and the bone horses on the bone altar are constantly being revived by several necromancers to become the new mounts of the death knights in the army of the undead。

The ground corrupted by the breath of death is like soft mud, the death lord Ingham rarely looked at everything in front of him with a look of appreciation, even if Ingham, who was once a general of a country, was transformed into an undead creature by death, but as a general, he still retains a unique love for military-related things, and this large and extremely intimidating army of the undead has made some of Ingham's original fragmented memories begin to condense again.

"It's really amazing! It takes at least a few decades for such a huge army of undead to accumulate, so have these undead never left here for so many years?"

The pilgrims who had followed Ingham into the Isle of the Dead watched as the army scattered on both sides like a guard of honor, and some learned necromancers had noticed something different through the observation of the soul fire of these undead, these undead creatures had some souls left in their bodies, but it was as if they had been completely erased from their memories, and only the experience and instinct of battle had been retained.

You must know that this kind of soul remodeling is very time-consuming, even on the island of the undead of Atheros, necromancers will only perform such operations on high-level undead creatures such as horror knights, corpse witches, undead geyrs, bone guards, etc., to ensure their combat effectiveness.

But in front of you!

This is an army of skeletons like a white ocean, whether it is humans, dwarves, Oggs, orcs, trolls, each skeleton has some souls left on its body, and judging from the mechanical operation of these undead creatures, all souls have been reshaped. To carry out such a large amount of work, even if all the necromancers on the continent work together, it will not be possible in a hundred years.

If some necromancers who have studied souls have paid special attention to the soul situation among Scourge legionnaires, then some necromancers who have excelled in tectonics and corpse manipulation have paid attention to the giant corpse monsters, stitching behemoths, and abominations who are acting as coolies carrying wagons.

It is not difficult to stitch two corpses together to drive movement with the aura of death, but sewing a large number of corpses together to make it move requires a huge amount of mana to drive such a behemoth. Some of the necromancers of Athelos have also done some experiments, which are to stitch together to create a new powerful body that will transfer their souls to new bodies and be reborn, but these are caused by

Stitched undead creatures are difficult to revive. Because these pieces of flesh made from fragmented corpses can't be effectively contained in the soul, even if the soul is forcibly integrated into it, the soul will collapse faster than the original, and the more corpses are stitched in, the more this problem will occur, and finally the necromancers of Atholos came to the conclusion that the strength of a person's soul cannot drive such an overly large body.

To put it simply, just like taking a car engine for a tank, a car engine with too little power will not only fail to drive the tank, but will also cause damage to itself due to serious overload.

For this reason, the large undead creatures on the island of the dead of Atholos either awaken and transform into undead creatures by their own power or with the help of necromancers, or they are just puppets controlled by magic and death.

How to merge souls into different bodies and drive them perfectly has always been a question that the necromancers of Athelos have discussed. But now that there is an answer to this question, the stitched beasts, corpse monsters, and abominations in front of them have all been integrated into their souls, and these undead creatures are all operating in a very perfect form, and there is no sign of broken souls, not even the phenomenon of sluggish and stiff movements due to the incomplete fusion, as if these new bodies pieced together with different corpses are as perfect as their original bodies!

"It's perfect, it's perfect! how the hell can the soul be so perfectly integrated into these bodies. ”

According to the law of the sea of souls, even in a perfect body, the soul should be damaged and broken. ”

"A troll cobbled together from ogres and the bodies of Ogur barbarians. Although the strength is strong, the action is a little sluggish. ”

Soon there was some disagreement in the ranks of the undead pilgrims, and some necromancers stopped and began to study what they were interested in. Some of them pointed at the stitched trolls and abomination as if they were looking at the treasures, while others focused on the skeletons and zombies, especially when the army happened to pass by a few skeletons dressed like mages, and feeling the magical aura emanating from these skeleton soldiers made many mages who were interested in this necromancy stop and watch.

For a while, the procession of nearly a thousand people began to fragment, and only Ingham and the more than 100 undead led by him followed Karthas who led the way towards a huge building.

"It's not long before I've seen so many passionate Death believers. Karthas glanced at the necromancers who had run away from the group to do their own business.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a diplomatic team that is considered to be conducting a visit runs to do what interests itself before meeting the person to be visited. It would definitely be considered a very rude thing, but in the eyes of the undead, each undead has their own obsessions, even if they are gathered on the island of the undead, they all use the surname Athoros and treat each other as a family, but in any case, it is always the first priority for the undead to satisfy their obsessions.

Ingham didn't say anything either. Even the island's supreme leader, Soul Leader Beltmore Aetholos, has no power to stop his obsession and desire to pursue himself.

"I hope you don't mind, they all have their own obsessions in their hearts┉┉"

"Ah~ Please rest assured, I won't mind, I understand their feelings very well, in fact, I am very pleased that these like-minded friends still have such a high enthusiasm for research. ”

Karthas smiled with satisfaction. But the translucent skeleton face looked extremely terrifying because of the smile, and the Death Lord Ingham, who was riding on the skeleton warhorse, looked at the lich in front of him with great curiosity, judging from the rich expression that the lich could show, his soul did not appear too much wear and tear due to the inspiration of the sea of souls, and it felt like an undead who had just died and was transformed and awakened, and it was difficult to imagine how he maintained his soul and spirit from collapsing during the long years of transforming into a lich.

"Lord Karthas. Forgive me for asking, what is the obsession that supports you?" finally the Death Lord asked curiously.

"My obsession┉┉"

Karthas touched his chin with his fingers and showed a rather nostalgic look: "If you want to say ┉┉, it is that I am obsessed with death." ”

Obsessed with death!?The soul fire in Ingham's pupils, which had been silent for many years, also showed a little doubt at this moment.

"Yes┉┉I am obsessed with death, no matter how beautiful life is, there are flaws, only death is the purest and most immaculate in this world, all things will return to death one day from the beginning of birth, this is one thing that no one can exempt, not even God can do it┉┉" A look of intoxication emerged from Karthas's translucent face, as if a devout believer was praying, and the philosopher, who seemed to have seen through the world, told the first philosophy of the world.

Become an undead creature because you worship death!!

It must be said that Karthus's words surprised Ingham and many of the necromancers who followed him, many of whom became undead in search of knowledge, power, revenge, and even eternal life. There are too many obsessions among the countless undead creatures on the entire island of the dead in Atholos, but the obsession of thirsting for death has never appeared! There is no undead creature who becomes an undead just for the sake of wanting to die, if you really want to die, then completely dissipate your soul and return to the beginning of all life - the sea of souls!

That's real death!

What kind of form did this lich live in life, what happened to it that made it so spitting on life and embracing death, was it because of this unusually twisted obsession that its soul was not broken for a long time?

The mighty Death Lord Ingham fell into deep thought, and the undead from Atheloth discovered that the pyramid-like structure was a war fortress, and although it was not yet fully completed, a large amount of war materials had been piled up inside. The undead don't need food, and the logistical pressure is much less than that of the living. However, the storeroom in the building was filled with all kinds of weapons and equipment, and the owner here spared no effort to distribute armor and swords to even the most ordinary skeletons.

"This is Naxxamas. The flagship of His Majesty the Great Lich King, though not yet completed, you will witness the wonders it brings in the future!"

Karthhas smiled gloomily, and the lich quickly led the visitor to the door of a large hall, where stood two columns of knights in black armor with an ominous aura, and although there was still flesh and blood, the flesh of these knights was completely withered and white, and their hair was all turned to silver gray. There is no doubt that there is no burning soul fire in their pupils!

The backbone of the Scourge Legion - the Death Knight!

Even the Death Lord Ingham couldn't help but take a few more glances at these Death Knights, these Undead Knights are very powerful, even surpassing the Horror Knights and Dark Knights in terms of strength, even the Dark Knights under their own command will definitely not be able to take advantage of them if they fight alone. It's not as good as yourself as a Death Lord, but it's the number of these knights. The flame of their souls in their eyes shows that they are not just puppets without will, each of them has inherited the memories and combat experience of their lives almost perfectly, and they are not only good at charging into battle on the battlefield, but each of them can also be a commander in their own right.

"Then ┉┉Please come with me, Lord Ingram, and the few dead believers who want to meet His Majesty the Lich King!" said Karthas, smiling.

Soon six undead stood behind Ingram, undoubtedly not a high-level undead with a powerful aura, and then the door carved with the Ice Crown banner in the hall began to slowly open, and the ruler of this undead station, the supreme commander of the Scourge Legion, was waiting on the throne for the greetings of the undead messengers from this world. (To be continued......)