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Curry was genuinely taken aback. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even though he had already overestimated the origin of Suo Shen, even if he had been mentally prepared for his previous speculation, he still didn't expect that he would really find Suo Shen's past life in that book.

Huge wings, black horns, like to eat dragons. Species with these conditions are not common, and in Curry's experience, he quickly thought of a terrible life that he had struck by chance in an ancient book left by his father.

Ancient Beasts.

Alien beasts are another major beast system that exists on the continent that is different from Warcraft, although the number is scarce, and it is not like Warcraft that can turn into a human form after being strong enough, at most it can only be able to speak to the point of mouth, but its own strength is generally stronger than all other races of the same level, and some of them have special bloodlines, or the strength of the alien beasts that have undergone acquired mutations has reached the point of being terrible to describe it, and even the strong dragons can only be reduced to food in front of these xenomorphs, if it weren't for the fact that there are similar xenomorphs within the dragon clan- Ancient dragons exist, and I am afraid that the proud dragon clan is destined to not be able to raise its head on this page of history.

And these powerful alien species, which are different from other alien beasts, have been uniformly called ancient alien beasts by later generations. These ancient beasts are not only rarer, but each one is unique, their strength and glory are destined to be limited to themselves, and cannot be passed on by bloodline or other means, but this also makes these special beings in the history of the continent completely legendary, and are praised and admired by all generations.

However, both the Ancient Beasts and the entire Beast Race had been extinct since the Ancient Period, and now there were not even many people who knew about this history, and Curry didn't expect him to be able to intersect with one of them, even though it was already dead.

Compared to when Suo Shen was alive, Suo Shen's current form is what amazes Ke Rui the most.

In the entire undead world, or in the case of the undead race, the division of the undead into their respective races is also clear, from the most common skeletons and zombies, to the most advanced blood ghosts, corpse demon dragons, etc., although there are not as many races as there have been in the Holy Ancient Continent, but it can also be described as "a hundred races contending".

In addition to these undead races, there are also some special undead individuals, they have no races, the number is scarce, each of them is a unique existence, generally has undergone special mutations, and has an extraordinary terrifying power. Although they are not worth mentioning in numbers, no race is willing to provoke them, and to use a figurative metaphor, they are ancient beasts among the undead.

And among these xenomorphic undead, the most famous are the ten ancient fierce spirits that are thunderous and famous among necromancers.

These ten fierce spirits, even among the undead, are terrible beings like natural disasters, and there are countless legends about them, but on the contrary, few people have seen them, in other words...... Few of the people who have seen them have survived.

Although Suo Shen didn't take the initiative to admit it, the identity of its flame spirit still couldn't hide from Ke Rui's eyes, and among the ten fierce spirits, there was only one with such an obvious black flame.

The third-ranked peerless fierce spirit - the Flame of the Evil Spirit!

When he found out about this fact, Curry's eyebrows suddenly raised.

The history of the Undead Realm is the same as that of the Holy Ancient Continent, which has experienced countless wars and eliminated hundreds of races in countless thousands of years of development before it formed the form of the current continent. On the other hand, the war experienced by the undead realm in such a long period of time is not at all necessary, but even more tragic!

Legend has it that on the other side of the beautiful and huge undead blood moon in the void of the undead world, there is a continent of the undead that is different from the ordinary undead world, which is the birthplace of the god of death and the hometown of the law of death, and the prosperity of the undead in it is unimaginable in the ordinary scattered undead world.

And under a certain abyss on that continent, there was once a terrible war of the hundred races, more than 10 million undead were thrown into the battlefield, and millions of undead were lying in the dark ground of the abyss forever, and even the blood light of the undead blood moon could not shine here.

And just after I don't know how long it was, the soul fire of millions of undead souls that should have dissipated reappeared after the washing of time, and finally gathered together, turning into a black flame full of malice, floating out of the abyss of the undead, wandering in every undead realm, ready to devour those pathetic souls who were unlucky enough to appear in front of it.

"Do you feel a little cold, then run! But be quiet, the evil spirits of the abyss are nearby!"

After reading the last page, Ke Rui calmly closed the book, took a deep breath, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and cursed fiercely in his heart:

"Damn it!"

......

"Sir. ”

The black figure had a very attractive pale face, a thin face, a little beard at the tip of the chin, and a long narrow eye looking at Lan Sar standing in front of the bookshelf in the study, and his voice was very low:

"There's a lady who wants to see you. ”

Raising his head, Lansar turned his face to look at Zarot, and raised his eyebrows in some surprise - he rarely made this gesture:

"Do you want me to guess who she is?"

"I guess you wouldn't want to see her so soon, so I'm here to report to you first. ”

Zarot bowed his head respectfully, but his master blinked at this moment and turned back with a smile:

"But it's still too late. ”

As he spoke, Lansar lowered his eyes, looked at the pages of the book, closed it, and put it back on the shelf. Zarot, on the other hand, narrowed his pupils slightly, and looked at the desk inside the study—the already small pupils were even smaller when they shrank like this, and they looked like they didn't look at all.

"It's a talent, follow me in the future. ”

The lazy voice revealed a hint of interest in the smile, the woman was half-lying on the comfortable wide chair that only Lansar had sat on, her strange eyes glowing with blue light rubbed delicate black eyeshadow, the left side of her devilish cheek was printed with a few weird black magic patterns, and the loli-like figure was a little funny against the black coat, but Zarot, who had never been able to laugh, was obviously even more unable to laugh at this moment.

"You don't mean that here. ”

Pulling out another thick book with a golden cover, Lan Sal opened the page he remembered last time without hurry, and asked lightly without raising his eyelids while slowly flipping it:

"The church has another mission?"

"Hmph, you think I'll come to see you without a mission?"

The black-clothed Lori screamed like a cat stepping on her tail, jumped up directly from the chair, stared at a pair of big watery eyes, and gritted her teeth at Lan Sal, as if he had committed a heinous crime, and the magic lines on her face were a little hideous at this time.

"I didn't think anything big would let you see me again. ”

Lancer's fingers paused slightly, then sighed lightly, and finally raised his head and looked at Lori, whose eyes visibly dodged the moment he saw it, but immediately glared back angrily, as if he did not want to lose his momentum.

"I'm as stubborn as before, I haven't changed at all after so many years. ”

Shaking his head and smiling in his heart, he put the book back on the shelf, waved his hand at Zarot at the door, Lansar walked slowly to the window of the study, looked out the window, and his voice returned to indifference:

"Tell me, Council No. 1 is coming, what kind of task has the church received to dispatch the Dark Descent Corps at this time?"

Facing Lan Saer's indifferent appearance, the black-clothed Lori pursed her lips, then sat back in her chair and hummed softly:

"It was the royal family of the Oscar Empire that asked us to take action, and it was the Thousand Machines Blade Organization of the Divine Machine Empire that we had to deal with, I heard that this time the Thousand Machines Blade was under the instructions of the old man of the Divine Machine, and the five kings of the Thousand Machines may appear at the same time, which caught the Oscar Empire off guard, so they came to ask us for help. ”

"The Divine Machine Empire has actually started to operate again, and this time it has directly sent the five kings of the Thousand Machine Blades! It seems that their goal has been very clear, no wonder this time it was Mogulas who came in person, I said that a council still can't attract him. ”

Hearing the name of the divine machine, Lan Shal's black-blue pupils shrank significantly, and then nodded clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to think about his next move.

"What time is it. ”

"After the council is over, even if it is a divine machine, it will not choose to interfere with the council of Sharpness. ”

The black-clothed Lori shrugged her shoulders, and Lan Sar smiled with satisfaction:

"It's good, I haven't moved my muscles in a long time, don't let me down this time...... Divine machine!"

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