Chapter 1450

Inside Yimier's territory, there are dozens of small hills tens of meters high. You can see that undead creatures continue to appear under the hills, dropping a large amount of undead essence. ?≈≧.╊.

The strong power of death is almost solidified there. Lin Yun can even feel that the undead have begun to breed inside these dozen small hills. It won't be long before undead will crawl out of them, and the starting point will definitely not be low. At least it will be an undead above level ten, and it will definitely not be a low-level undead like a skeleton.

Maybe the undead that is bred is a black warrior, and a death knight is unlikely. But according to the current trend, it is not impossible to breed a high-level undead like a death knight.

There were dozens of small hills tens of meters high, which were made of undead essence. Lin Yun was stunned...

Low-level undead creatures may not produce undead essence after being killed. Undead creatures above level 10 have a very high probability of leaving undead essence after being killed. Undead creatures above level 20 will definitely leave undead essence after death...

But a piece of undead essence is only the size of a fingernail. Only undead creatures above level 30 will have undead essence that is slightly larger, but the size is limited. The essence of undead essence has become better, but the size will not increase much.

Lin Yun can no longer calculate how many undead essences are in these small hills tens of meters high. There are too many. This is already an astronomical number. Conservatively estimated, there are tens of billions of undead essences here. In other words, at least tens of billions of undead creatures have their undead essences picked up here after their death. ≧≡v∧v≈≦.┭.

Also, not every undead creature leaves behind undead essence after death, and the largest number is low-level undead creatures. Not every undead creature will have its undead essence picked up by Ymir's men after death.

In less than a year, the number of undead creatures that died here may have reached hundreds of billions...

Even if all the lives in the entire Northrend world died, it would not reach this number!

The first time he really saw this scene with his own eyes, Lin Yun finally understood why it is said that in the undead plane, the war between two lords cannot be considered a war unless one billion undead creatures die...

When describing the war in the undead plane, Lin Yun once saw a statement that the battle between two undead lords involved one billion undead, and the dead undead, the bones can be piled up into a mountain, and this is just a small fight.

In the world of Northrend, it is at most equivalent to a fight between two neighboring villages...

Originally, Lin Yun thought that this sentence was mostly meant to be sarcastic.

Now, it is absolutely realistic, completely realistic, with billions of undead creatures joining the war in the undead plane. ∥.┮╇.╇It is really a fight between two neighboring villages, a fight that is not even presentable, and even the undead lords themselves don’t care much about it.

And now on this battlefield, there are at least dozens of undead lords, and undead below level 44 are not qualified to be lords here, at most they are subordinates of a powerful lord.

With so many undead lords fighting for this territory of only a few thousand kilometers, it is normal for the battle to be fierce. According to speculation. The battle here is much more fierce than the wars in other places in the undead plane.

It has been a long time since dozens of undead lords have fought for a territory in the Undead Plane, and it is a territory with a range of only a few thousand kilometers. The territory of any powerful undead lord here is not only this large.

Although the number of undead in the Undead Plane is so large that it is difficult to count, the plane itself is also terrifyingly large. The territory under each undead lord is terrifyingly large. The wars between these undead lords are purely for the fight for territory. However, it is the least. Most of the time, the wars between undead lords are for other things, their own contradictions, for the soul fire, for...

Anyway, there are various reasons, and the reason for fighting purely for the fight for territory is the least. ≧⊥?≦.╳╈.┼c╊om

When I found Yimir, Yimir had just returned from the battlefield, holding a skull with a single horn in his hand. The soul fire in the skull was still swaying, indicating that the undead was not dead yet, and the head was twisted off by Yimir directly.

Yimir took the skull and sucked it with a grin. The soul fire in the skull turned into blue light and flew out of the two eye sockets of the skull. Yimir had a mouth and swallowed these blue light. The skull was still struggling, and the soul fire was also struggling to avoid being swallowed, but it was useless.

After only a head was left, any struggle was useless. He could only watch his soul fire being swallowed up.

As Yimir swallowed the soul fire in the skull, the skull that was originally shining with all its luster seemed to have experienced millions of years of decay in just a few seconds.

Dense cracks appeared on the surface of the skull, and its own luster completely dissipated. When the last bit of soul fire was swallowed, the skull suddenly broke into a pile of fragments, just like a rotten bone that was suddenly dug out of the ground, saw the sun, and broke easily after contacting the air.

The fragments fell to the ground and turned into a pile of ashes with a snap. Ymir grinned and dug out an irregular-shaped piece of undead essence from the ashes, and threw it to a hill not far away. ≡≧≡≥≠≥.┿┯.

After doing this, Yimir noticed Lin Yun walking slowly from a distance. His short body suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and he appeared next to Lin Yun almost instantly.

"Oh, Bodie, my dearest friend, hey, that seems to be what he said, forget it, Bodie, I haven't seen you for a long time, come on, come and see my masterpiece."

With that said, Yimir pulled Lin Yun forward and ran forward. Lin Yun thought that Yimir was going to show him the dozen or so hills made purely of undead essence. Who knew that Yimir had bypassed the dozen or so hills? A small hill came to the back of that hill.

Behind the hill, bone cages were piled up one after another, forming a cage hill more than ten meters high. Each bone cage contained a bunch of living mourning birds.

When these mourning birds saw Ymir's appearance, they started screaming as if their nest was exploding, and made their final declaration in terror.

Ymir grinned and stretched out a hand, his tone still filled with unforgettable hatred.

"These damn birds must die, the mourning birds must die, they must die..."

As he spoke, a flame burst out from Ymir's arm. The flames curled up and enveloped all the bone cages. The red flames roared and roared. The flames enveloped all the mourning birds. It was shrill and unpleasant. The screams rang out in the flames, and all the mourning birds were struggling painfully, but they couldn't escape.

In the end, each one was burned alive by the flames, and burned into ashes and scattered from the gaps in the bone cage...

Lin Yun stared at this scene blankly, completely speechless.

These bone cages were at least released by a heaven-level skeleton mage. I don’t know where Ymir found such a heaven-level skeleton mage to release so many bone cages.

These cages don't look very strong. Any undead above level 40 can easily break them open, but they will never be burned by the flames released by Ymir. There are some faint traces of blackening on these bone cages, and The thick layer of ashes scattered on the ground is enough to show how many mourning birds Ymir has burned to death here during this time.

This guy's hatred for mourning birds has really been engraved into his soul. The power of the flames released just now is at most a third-level spell. It just covers a larger range and becomes a continuous spell. If it were replaced Calculated in terms of a mage's magic power, the magic power consumed by Ymir's release of flames just now is definitely enough to release a sixth-level spell, and it is also a sixth-level spell that consumes a relatively large amount of magic power.

It's really a magic weapon to kill a chicken...

Ymir danced and watched the mourning birds being burned to ashes, pulling Lin Yun to watch together, just like a showoff kid pulling his companions to watch how he took revenge on the enemy...

Lin Yun really didn't know what to say...

"Ymir, the flame you have mastered is quite good. Yes, you have made progress. Keep up the good work..."

"Hey, Bodie, I know you can definitely see my progress. I can now burn these damn mourning birds to death. You don't know, I have tried it many times, and there was no way to do it directly before. Burned to ashes, I did it after practicing many times..."

Ymir kept chattering to Lin Yun for more than ten minutes, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and pulled Lin Yun to a hill made of the essence of the undead.

"Baudi, look, this is the gift I prepared for you. I have been preparing it for a long time. If you like this, then I will prepare these for you. It's just too little. I originally planned to prepare a bigger gift for you. Yes, now that you are here, I will give it to you first, and then I will prepare a big one for you..."

Lin Yun looked at the elated Ymir. Although he was already at level 47, he still looked like a dwarf ghoul. He looked very ugly. His wisdom had improved a bit, but if it were placed in the world of Northrend, this Wisdom is on the same level as off-duty work.

However, Lin Yun sighed, what a simple guy, even a ghoul, but a very simple ghoul. In Ymir's heart, there is probably no distinction between evil and good, but who is right? He will be kind to anyone who is good to him. This is the simplest value.

Lin Yun looked at Ymir in a daze. It wasn't until Ymir pulled him that Lin Yun came back to his senses. (To be continued.)

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