In the circle of the undead, the death of any lich is a big event... let alone an undead king of the level of Sazastan.
If it hadn't been for the fall of the Lich God Vesharon, this inexplicable appearance of the Nightbringer would definitely have become a popular figure in the undead circle.
Now that Fei Li has replaced Vesharon as the god, others regard her as a back-up plan arranged by Fei Li.
On the sea, Shane VII and Andrew were having a great time playing table tennis. These two lichs who had lived for thousands of years seemed to be attacking each other fiercely, but they both knew that the key to the development of the situation was not
On oneself.
Those incomparably powerful spells in the eyes of others are more of a test. Everyone knows that it will be difficult to overwhelm the opponent if you use your full strength for three days and three nights.
Sazastan fell so quickly, which really surprised them.
"It seems that Sirge has more back-ups than you thought, Andrew. It's so pitiful that he cultivated a new Lich God for such a small benefit." Shane VII looked towards the ice ocean.
Andrew the floating limbo.
Faced with Xia En VII's plot to alienate him, Andrew looked towards Feili with the soul fire in his dry eyes, and his gray-black skull jaw suddenly opened: "No, it's just that 'that one' took a little action.
.Compared with his extraordinary methods, this is nothing at all."
This time it was the Undead Emperor's turn to be in trouble.
Liches are mostly selfish and evil.
Now it is very obvious, Andrew knows exactly who is behind it!
So here comes the question, who is the being who can make a being like Andrew willing to give in, or even act as a stepping stone?
Xia En VII no longer had any hope of stopping Feili from becoming a god. The area of the ice under his feet expanded rapidly, and the huge elite undead army began to slowly withdraw in an orderly manner.
Naturally, Andrew would not pursue him. The severely injured Hades Octopus, together with the ghost fleet that had been damaged by more than one-third, quietly kept a certain distance and sent Shane VII's army away from New Sea Eagle Island.
range of control.
Victory!
Sheenworth's army of petitioners, the nervous nobles on the island, and the wise undead under Feili all cheered in unison.
The chorus of prayers is about to reach its climax.
"Come in. The brave warriors must be rewarded." Feili said to the night messenger in front of her. After saying that, even the most loyal Penless asked him to step back and met the night messenger alone in the deepest part of the temple.
In the room, Feili sat on an ice sculpture throne that exuded a terrifying cold air.
"Raven, forgive me for being rude. Thousands of years have passed, even if I am a corpse made by Andrew using special means. The decay of my body has actually been very serious. I must use such means to maintain my beauty."
"Huh? When did you find out?" Raven casually took off his Night Messenger hood disguise.
Feili pointed to her eyes gently: "I'm sorry, for an undead with a rotten body, the eyes are just decorations. The undead observe a living person through the fire of the soul. Although you have done it
Cover it up, but it’s obvious you’re not good at changing your soul’s wavelength.”
Raven smiled and said nothing. He knew he couldn't hide it from Feili.
"Why, do you just have no confidence in me? Because of your sudden appearance, all the backup plans I prepared were wasted."
"The cost of your backup plan is not small, right?"
Feili didn't speak, just sighed softly.
"You have shown your worth, so I don't mind taking a little action. Anyway, I need to hunt down a demigod lich."
Raven's words were true, because while killing Sazastan, he finally received the long-awaited system prompt: "Do you want to obtain the secrets of death and destruction? Hunt those entities closest to eternity.
.From them, you will have a clearer understanding of the boundaries between survival and death. Current progress: Hunting a death god (1/1), hunting a demigod lich (1/1). Hunting a lich
Demon King (3/1), hunt a demon lord (1/1), hunt a blood king (0/1), hunt an elemental lord (0/1).”
In fact, this is a hidden field task. It is not impossible to directly understand the field of death and destruction. As you can imagine, it will be quite difficult.
With the help of the system, Raven was able to greatly simplify this step. From another perspective, this hidden mission is also quite crazy. Regardless of other things, just hunting the death god was enough to drive all the players in the previous life crazy.
There are only five death gods in total. Velsharon is already considered the weakest. The remaining three are Kelemvor, Bane and Cyric, the three contemporary death gods. The last one has mastered the largest share of the origin of death, and is the most powerful.
The impossible-to-kill ancient god of death Jergal.
As for the demon lord who was killed, it was the Tanar'ri demon lord Eltab who had just fought with Xinli. As a demon lord who had been tortured so much, it was not considered humiliating for him to die under Xinli's claws.
Got him.
More than a thousand years ago, he was captured by Larok, the Warlock King of the Arcane Empire. He did a lot of forbidden experiments that even demons found cruel, and he was half-dead. He was plundered and then sealed.
Then it came into the hands of Sazastan, and he was released, controlled with the Death Moon Orb, and subjected to some cruel and inhumane experiments before being sealed again.
This time it was finally done. Maybe it was the demon lord’s long-cherished wish.
At least he doesn't have to be sealed in the Seat of Zakoshiel, having his strength drained day and night.
Having said that, Feili was also quite surprised that Raven killed a demigod lich so easily.
So this beautiful undead corpse girl also had a somewhat gloomy tone: "Okay, Raven, just tell me, what is my position in your plan?"
"Positioning?" Raven held his chin with a playful expression: "I have never thought of controlling an immortal king, let alone an immortal god who is about to become a god. Compared with absolute control,
I prefer a win-win situation through multi-party cooperation. Although I don’t mind you helping me consume Rose’s power, I actually have no intention of treating you as cannon fodder.”
"Oh?" Feili changed her position slightly, leaning on the ice sculpture throne to her right, holding her chin with one hand.
"I can't tell you more. After defeating Rose, let's look at the situation. If everyone feels comfortable with each other, then we will discuss the next plan."
"Huh? So, is it just a deposit for you to help me become a god? Then it depends on my sincerity and hard work?"
"You can understand it this way. I will inform you when I need you to take action. Before that, please save your strength."
"Huhu, okay."
"Finally, may I ask, at what cost did you invite Andrew?"
"I didn't pay the price."
Raven was really surprised this time.
Fei Li pointed her slender finger straight at Raven: "A 16-year-old young man who looks exactly like you asked Andrew to give in more than a thousand years ago and agreed to turn me into a Corpse Princess almost unconditionally. Let me step on the path to become the Undead King.
position."
"..."
"More than a thousand years later, a young man named Raven appeared in Andrew's sight with the same group of gods. What do you think Andrew would think?"
"..."
"From the beginning to the end, you were the one who made Andrew sell out favors!" Feili said her final conclusion with a half-smile.
Gently taking out the glittering golden seat of Sakoshiel from his storage bracelet, Raven pointed at it: "Just tell him that this thing was given by me."
"I'll pass it on."
Raven left with a smile. Just after Raven left, Pontless walked quickly into the room. He looked at the trembling Feili and was shocked.
"My lord, it's been too long."
Feili said nothing, and immediately the ice cubes on the ice sculpture throne beneath her began to spread rapidly, covering her entire body in a few seconds.
"It's okay. I'll be able to say goodbye to this decaying body in a while."
"Congratulations, Your Highness the Princess!" It was obvious that Penglas was very excited. In a place like this where there were only monarchs and ministers, Penglas couldn't help but say the most familiar title. In his heart, Feili was always the brave one.
Your Majesty, the great princess, sacrificed everything for her country.
"Haha! Raven still underestimated my desire to repay gratitude." Feili in the ice cube seemed to be laughing at herself: "How could a woman who truly loves beauty be willing to endure her body being smelly and rotten? Raven has no idea.
,How much of a favor I owe him..."
Penglas said nothing and quietly bowed and knelt down.
Feili's voice lowered.
The prayers outside became louder and louder, and after just a few minutes, the soulful voice of the prayers reached its climax.
"My lord Feili Sirge! You are the patron saint of the Sea Eagle Kingdom! You are the guardian of order! You are the destination that all the undead look up to..."
Under the spotlight of everyone, Feili appeared again and walked to the high platform built from the main entrance of the temple without any obstruction.
After thousands of years, she still looks like the perfect beautiful girl, even though everyone knows that she is actually an immortal.
As she walked, she used her strength to separate the dark clouds in the sky and let the sunlight shine on herself.
Liches don't like sunlight. Strong sunlight will cause their bodies to decay, so most lichs prefer to stay in cold tombs or underground caves.
But now, Feili let go of all the protection on her body and allowed the sun to destroy her body wantonly.
She opened her arms and cast a fireball spell on herself with the staff in her hand.
Her beautiful body immediately burned in flames.
There was no pain, just a strange beauty with a destructive flavor.
In less than three seconds, her body turned into ashes.
However, she is still moving forward, moving forward with her solid soul.
When we reached the edge of the high platform, it was the moment when the sound of prayers reached its highest peak in three days.
On one side of the square are tens of thousands of living people.
On the other side are the same number of undead.
This is a kind of harmony between life and death that is completely unimaginable to others.
Under the gaze of nearly 100,000 living and dead people,
The radiance of divine power fell from the sky, as if the God of Creation had quickly painted a beautiful woman with a brush.
In sharp contrast to her beauty is the white bone scepter she holds high. At the top of the scepter are the two withered heads of the ancestral lich god Velshalon, and the demigod witch who just provoked Feili to fall.
The head of the demon Sazastan.
Impeccable beauty and extremely strange terror were perfectly combined in this moment.