Feng Qinglang vaguely remembered that he had accompanied Rigbit here a long time ago, but at that time, this place was in full swing under construction, and it was by no means such a magnificent existence as it is now.

An old man who still has a little bit of human breath, dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes, if you see it in another place, you must think that this guy should be a high-ranking existence, but in fact, he is just a small butler under Keldodo, this man snorted, and said coldly and dissatisfiedly: "Your Excellency Ripbit, do you need to explain something for your tardiness?"

Feng Qinglang glanced at the hourglass on the waist of the undead knight, they were not late.

In a humble voice, Ribbit whispered, "My lord, we have something to delay on the way, and this is a small gift I specially prepared for you." ”

He just stuffed a small box to the other party, and the housekeeper quickly opened it and took a look, although there was not much expression on the increasingly stiff face, it was still felt that he was trying to show a smile, he put away the box and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Ripbitt, it's the road, please come here"

An empty and spacious hall, the central dome has been opened, making the whole hall resemble a huge cylindrical well, and you can look up to see the magnificent canopy of the dead.

The undead monarch Keldodo sat in the center of the well, it was a circular platform half a meter higher than the earth, about ten meters in diameter, he was dressed in civilian clothes, and he no longer had the storm flame when Feng Qinglang first saw him, just like an ordinary human old man, sitting on the floor in the center of the platform very casually, and half-squinting his eyes, as if he was immersed in the ethereal music that sounded in the main hall, and he didn't even particularly care about the arrival of Rebit.

Rebit saluted the other party respectfully, and then nodded slightly to the other undead leaders around him, and like everyone else, sat down cross-legged around the platform, Feng Qinglang and the other undead knights also followed the instructions and sat on the floor behind Ribit in an orderly manner.

There was no breath of gunsmoke, especially in the ethereal and beautiful music, but Feng Qinglang still sensitively captured that the air seemed to be a fuse that could ignite at a moment's notice, and there was invisible tension everywhere

After a while, the undead leaders who had arrived from all over the country arrived one by one, forming an outer ring around the platform.

Keldodo slowly opened his eyelids and said softly: "Now this song, I like to listen to it the most, it is "The Time That Can't Go Back", it always reminds me of those beautiful times...... It's a pity that the young composer only has one such work, and when we set foot on the city of Streamers, we killed him when we slaughtered the city...

In that slightly sad music, Keldodo seemed to fall into his own memories, and he didn't know whether to say it to the undead leaders under his command, or to himself, and said softly: "I still remember when I was young, because of my poor family background, the girl I liked fell into the arms of the children of the aristocratic family, so I ignored the dissuasion of my parents, and ran to follow a wandering mage, in order to obtain Liliang, and since then I have wandered the world...

"Well, who knew that guy was also a liar, and only used some low-level magic tricks, but it took me many years to discover this. So, I killed the old liar and went back to my hometown, my parents had returned to the arms of the gods, and I was at their graves, and I was really sad and weeping, like a child who couldn't find a home, and I thought that they must have been waiting for me to come back before they died, but in the end nothing came ......"

"I zaijian the girl again, but she has a lot of wrinkles on her face, and her figure is even more out of shape, completely losing the color of yesterday...... Is this the girl I swore I would marry when I came back? I suddenly thought this shijie was ridiculous...... So, that night, I went to the door and killed her, after all, we had loved each other, and I was afraid that she would be too lonely on the way to the palace of death, so I killed her husband and children as well......"

In addition to the sound of music in the palace, only Keldodo calmly narrated, and all the undead lords and undead creatures were just watching him intently, listening to his memories.

It seemed that it took a lot of effort for Keldodo to pull the corners of his mouth, forming a self-deprecating look, and continued: "If you kill someone, you will really die in the world." I have joined countless mercenary groups in many trades, until one day, I stumbled upon a safe passage into the ancient battlefield, and I knew that the gods of fate had finally begun to favor me, and my life would ......never be the same."

"I remember that at that time, Nono and Richard discovered this amazing secret with me, but I felt that such a great Liliang, if three people were divided, it would definitely not be great anymore, so I killed them too. However, to this day, I still think that Richard is my best friend, and I remember being chased and killed for a smuggler, and he helped me block a knife and save my life......"

As if recalling the old man many, many years ago, Keldodo was quiet for a long time before he said, "Alas, the ancient battlefield...... It is indeed a great place, with many lost martial arts, a large number of magical cultivation chapters, and divine weapons that are still not rotten to this day...... I was like a scavenger who stayed in it for many years until I got the supreme liliang and then I left ......"

"Then I found you, and gathered our own dark liliang, a group of genius and worldly necromancers, to embark on a path against the sky...... After all these years, some of you have died in battle, some have died of illness, some have betrayed me, and some have wanted to go into hiding...... Alas, today, you are the only ones left. ”

Obviously, it should be extremely embarrassing, but Keldodo's voice is so calm: "We fought in the north and south, and laid down a vast land of the dead, even if we no longer exist after countless years, generations will remember us, history is bound to write us, of course, it will definitely not be a good word, ha"

Feng Qinglang was also listening silently, he faintly felt that Keldodo was not only reminiscing about his life, but also preparing for his own ignition of the divine fire, he had a very inexplicable sense of danger, itching to scratch somewhere in the spiritual sea, making him want to leave here, but he knew that he couldn't do it.

Keldodo slowly stood up from the ground, looked up at the unpredictable canopy of the dead, and said calmly: "My name, Fansi. Keldodo, about to reach the end of his life, I will change the trajectory of my life, in the name of thousands of undead, ignite the divine fire today, and become the first god of the undead in the history of gods."

The sound was obviously very soft, but it felt louder and louder, and then it was deafening, resounding all over the world

Just like in response to his rebellious words, the entire canopy of the undead also writhed rapidly, if it was just a sand painter's slow-paced painting, now it suddenly sped up the rhythm several times, so that the abstract gray smoke cloud stirred up a hideous face, like the reflection of Keldodo's heart lake, and his blank gaze was like seeing the hateful gaze of countless old people.

He raised his hands high, as if to embrace the sky, and the madness of the gaffe daxiao, as if he was welcoming the return of a loved one who had been reunited for a long time.