"Master, I am very familiar with the aura on that scroll. I went there more than a thousand years ago...

It seems that it is a place where gods fell."

As an undead life, Dry Bones' life is too long to be counted.

Even he himself has forgotten how long he lived.

Li De raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

"A thousand years ago, the place where the gods fell??"

The place where the gods fell, when you say this name, you will feel an inexplicable power rushing towards you. The top fighting power in this world is the group of powerful beings excluded by the will of the main plane.

A land where even gods can fall, this is not a simple place.

"Did any gods really die there? What level were you at at that time? How did you get inside?"

A series of questions made Dry Bones fall into deep thought, and the blazing soul fire inside the Bone Dragon's head swayed.

It took a long time before he spoke, his voice hollow and with a somewhat strange accent.

"Master, I woke up as an undead life many years ago that cannot be counted.

But after waking up, I was confused for a long time, my soul fire was very weak, and my thinking was always frozen.

I wander around this world, searching for the breath of the dead to devour and strengthen the fire of my soul according to my instinct.

Hide into the darkness when the sun is high, and embark on a journey in the dark night.

Just like this, a long time passed, maybe a hundred years or a thousand years, and I finally woke up to my own meaning.

But because my will was awakened, I sensed certain calls, and in my state of ignorance, I responded to that call.

Then I was summoned by a powerful force to enter the place where the gods fell..."

Speaking of which, the blue soul inside the withered skull burned even more intensely, like boiling oil dripping into a fire.

But the burning soul fire gave off a cold chill without any heat. Li De could even feel that the temperature of his body surface dropped by more than ten degrees.

The words of the dry bones are not finished yet.

"I saw the master who summoned me. He was a necromancer, a powerful necromancer.

And the plane I was summoned to was the place where the gods fell!

There are mountains of bones, rivers of black blood, and ghosts covering the sky..."

Li De felt inexplicably afraid at Dry Bones' words, which made him a little curious.

"This plane should be your favorite, why are you afraid of it?

Isn’t such a strong aura of death suitable for the undead to survive?”

"Master, it's different, it's completely different here..."

The fire of Dry Bones' soul grew stronger, and the fear in his tone became stronger.

"In the rich aura of death, there is also an extremely holy power hidden, which is the power of the light god system.

Magnificent, holy, and brilliant.

This extremely rich power of death cannot cover up that power.

It's like a god."

Dry Bones' tone was extremely solemn at this moment.

"Only gods can display such dazzling power in the power of death that pervades the entire world.

And subsequent facts also verified my idea.”

"This land is a bloody battlefield."

"Death knights, ghouls, ghosts, skeleton warriors, zombies, necromancers, ghost dragons, bone dragons...all the arms owned by the undead can be seen in this plane.

And all undead lives have only one goal - a bright bright sky.

And within the bright sky, which is as thin as crystal and looks like the egg of a giant monster, is a twelve-winged seraph..."

Li De's eyes suddenly opened when he heard this, "Twelve-winged Seraph?!!"

In the legends he collected about gods, the Twelve-Winged Seraph was a divine being whose combat power was equal to that of a lesser god.

This kind of life has always been the most powerful fighting force under the light-type gods.

"What happened next? What happened to the Seraph?"

Withered Bones shook his head, "I was controlled by that necromancer and was about to launch an attack when a huge light suddenly illuminated the world...

All the undead turned into ashes under that light.

I was hit by the power of light without any surprise, and the fire of my soul weakened greatly, and I fell directly into a long sleep."

"As for that Seraph, when I woke up again, he had already disappeared."

Speaking of this dry soul, the fire of the soul calmed down a little.

"I have long forgotten how long I have been sleeping, maybe three hundred years, maybe three thousand years.

When I regained consciousness, not only was Seraph missing, but the entire plane had undergone tremendous changes.

The river of black blood has dried up, the ghosts covering the sky have turned into fly ash, and all other undead life has also disappeared without a trace.

All that is left is white bones all over the ground and a strong force of death.”

Speaking of the withered bones, he paused for a moment and calmed down before continuing.

"But in the rich aura of death, the power belonging to the twelve-winged Seraphim still remains. The power of light blends with the aura of death. It is an incredible and extremely real scene."

"I walked in it for thirty years... and finally found a broken space gap, and barely came out of the place where the gods fell.

This skull dragon was also found inside.

When my soul fire absorbed the breath of death, it also absorbed a small amount of light energy, and it took a long time to cleanse the soul fire..."

After hearing this, Li De finally figured out the origin of the withered bones and the secret of the place where the gods fell.

Even divine beings like the twelve-winged Seraphim appeared.

The death cemetery is a bit unusual.

"It's been such a long time, are you sure the aura on that scroll is from that world?"

"Yes, Master, my soul has been sleeping inside for countless years, and I am very sensitive to the atmosphere inside."

Li De nodded, looking at the behemoth in front of him, and he became extremely interested in the plane where the twelve-winged seraphs appeared.

Originally, what attracted him to the Death Cemetery was the Flower of Death or other advanced magic scroll manufacturing techniques, but now, the Death Cemetery is obviously not that simple.

The treasure hidden inside may be far richer than he imagined.

After confirming the news with Dry Bones, Li De did not hesitate anymore and let the skull dragon continue to return to the dimensional space. He called Stanley and the others.

When we met, we shared the news that had just dried up.

After hearing this, Stanley's eyes were full of shock.

"Your Majesty, the Twelve-Winged Seraph is the most powerful fighting force in the God of Light.

Unexpectedly, such a legendary life would be besieged by the undead.

It is even very possible that he died.

The graveyard of the dead may contain treasures that we cannot imagine."

If nothing else, you can make a lot of money just by picking up an angel feather. It is at least a legendary item and may even contain divinity.

Of course, if Li De knew what Stanley was thinking, he would be speechless. Why would he spend so much effort just to pick up a bird feather?

"Get ready, let's go to the death cemetery in the north."

Li De has never been a fan of ink.

If there were no dead bones, he would still need to focus on preparations, but since there was a party leading the way, he could just rush over and be done.

However, before setting off, Li De asked Betty to stop her preparations.

"Betty, after I took my people away, there will be no one to guard the Scarlet Mage Tower. I need you to help me guard it."

The dark eyes looked directly into Betty's wild eyes.

"Isa, Weena both need your protection, especially now when Teacher Spark is hit hard."

Betty, who had taken off her mask, was silent for a moment. Her delicate facial features, which looked like a mixed race, were somewhat reluctant at the moment. Letting a Northlander who was eager to fight leave before engaging in war and adventure was different from the foodie before he started eating.

What difference does taking his food away make.

But looking at Li De's deep gaze, Betty still turned her head and answered with some reluctance.

"Um......"

Li De couldn't help laughing when he saw this wild Valkyrie looking like a little girl. He subconsciously reached out and touched the girl's long hair like he did with Wei Na.

Betty stiffened, turned her head slightly, and her face turned red when she saw Li De's actions.
To be continued...