Chapter 221: A New Generation of Undead King

On a small raised slope, a tall and strong dark purple-gold skeleton bowed its body and let out a long sound like a horn. The whole earth boiled, and countless skeleton zombies rushed forward with the sound of the horn.

Behind it, rows of golden skeletons, piles of silver skeletons, batches of iron zombies and copper zombies lined up neatly.

The most conspicuous among them is a strong skeleton three meters high.

It is a bit strange to describe a skeleton as strong, because a skeleton with only bones left can be strong? Isn't it all bones?

But this skeleton is very strong, the joints are thick, the bones are thick, and even the fingers and toes are stubby, which looks very strong at first glance.

Moreover, it was a golden skeleton, three meters high, a strong and sturdy golden skeleton, and its combat effectiveness was estimated to be very terrifying. It's just that it is standing cautiously at this moment, shrinking itself like a quail.

"Go away, don't squeeze, be careful." The shy golden skeleton carefully pulled those of the same kind around him, and said in a low voice.

Accidentally exerted too much force, patter, the head of a gray bone skeleton was pulled off by it.

"Oh, it's gone..." the golden skull said angrily and guiltily, and hurried over lightly, picked up the gray bone skull's head, trying to put it back.

But when he picked up the skeleton of the gray bone skeleton, there was a click, probably due to excessive force, and two ribs were pinched and broken by it.

"Oh, it's broken...I'm sorry..." the golden skull said guiltily, wanting to try again, another lift, click, the skeleton's lumbar spine broke.

The Golden Skull sounded like it was about to cry: "I knew... nothing... I can't do it well... I'm so stupid..."

The great sage who was floating over saw this scene, and said helplessly, "Big bone, just throw it in a pile."

"Oh." The golden skeleton named Big Bone quickly threw the skeleton head on the ground, and with this throw, the other's arm bone was taken off again.

Kacha Kacha, the head of the gray bone skeleton rolled onto the cervical spine, joined together, grabbed the arm bone that had been taken off, quickly put it on, supported it with both hands, and climbed out of several positions, and then realized that it was a little less what.

Turning around and grabbing his own lower half, Gray Bone Skeleton didn't even bother to put it on, crawled and rolled out of a safe distance, then turned around, opened and closed his jaw silently at Big Bone.

The golden skull scratched its head and said in frustration, "I'm sorry..."

The great sage said helplessly: "Big bone, you have to be more fierce, these low-level skeletons will not dare to approach you, your strength is too strong and your body is too hard, you can knock them down with a touch fall apart."

"Oh..." Dagu responded, hung his head for a while, then suddenly raised his head, waved his hands on both sides, made a gesture of baring his teeth and claws, grinning and yelling "嗤嗤".

After calling out, he asked, "Am I fierce?"

The figure of the great sage almost couldn't hold back and fell apart, he nodded with a suppressed smile: "It's fierce, it's too fierce, it scared me to death."

While speaking, he unleashed his own power, the undead saint, the great sage, the power is quite substantial to ordinary skeletons, hula la, the surrounding low-level skeleton zombies spread out for more than ten meters in an instant.

"Aw~Aw~" Da Gu thought he was being 'vicious', and flaunted his cuteness to the surroundings.

The great sage shook his head, drifted towards the Zijin Skull, and soon came behind it: "Harvey, why are you here? You haven't been to the front line for almost three hundred years."

The purple-gold skeleton known as Harvey turned around and nodded towards the great sage: "A few days ago, in the communication domino, there was a person who said that he was the god of immortality."

"Oh, you mean that, it's fake, it's obvious that some human child picked up the communication domino and made random noises." The great sage said.

He also heard that communication. When the opposite party swore that he was the God of Immortality, the great sage really had a very strange feeling. He didn't know what happened to the Immortal Empire now, what happened to the king.

Harvey shook his head: "I'm not talking about human beings, but our souls, the souls of the frontline transfer station."

"Oh, hehe, young man, it's normal to be a little excited. Those at the transfer station are undead or liches born less than a thousand years ago. Many of them were born in this plane. It's easy to lose control of your emotions. Don't No wonder." The great sage explained.

Harvey looked back at him, and said in a strange tone, "Great Sage, you don't think I'm here to inquire about crimes, do you?"

"That can't be done." The great sage shook his head: "How could the new generation of undead kings, lords of mourning, purple-gold skeleton Harvey, come here just for this kind of thing? There must be something important, so why did you come here? "

Harvey didn't respond immediately, but looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

The great sage also followed his gaze to the sky, but apart from the upside down band of light, the sky was no different from usual.

After a while, Harvey suddenly said, "Do you think the king is still there?"

The great sage was taken aback by the question, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Maybe maybe he shouldn't be here, haven't we talked about this before? Why are you suddenly talking about this again?"

"Then why didn't we die with it?" Harvey asked.

"Uh, at the last moment, we all felt the interruption of the soul connection. It may be that the king used some kind of power to forcibly cut off the soul network, allowing us to survive." The great sage said.

They have repeatedly discussed this matter thousands of times in the past three hundred years, and they have reached a consensus long ago. Now the great sage repeats it like he is memorizing materials.

"So, am I just a new undead king? I can't become the king's most loyal warrior like Locke." Harvey said regretfully.

After a pause, Harvey went on to say: "We have reached a consensus, the king is no longer here, breaking the human line of defense, and returning to the Palace of Rest will become meaningless, so I have been too lazy to come to the front line these years, it is better to be quiet Deep sleep, exercise my bones"

"But after hearing the cry of that young soul, I realized I was wrong"

"We have formed a consensus and confirmed the demise of the king, but these young souls have not. They may feel that the undead empire still exists"

"It's just blocked by humans. As long as they break through the defense line, they can return to the Palace of Rest to meet His Majesty and become the king's subjects."

"For the sake of these young souls, I think I should make a move. Seven hundred years ago, I just broke through the Lord of Mourning, and my strength has not yet stabilized. Today, I have stabilized my strength and become the real Lord of Mourning, the line of defense for human beings." Can't stop me."

"The Palace of Rest, it's time to usher in its new owner."

Thank you February Feilong for eating my steamroller, 焄`濨, staying at home and studying, for the reward.