The first thousand three hundred and forty-nine chapters of the undead kings
"What are you doing? After all this, we still have to fight. Fortunately, I still have a lucky mentality, thinking that I can replace this ancient god in a relatively easy way and get his power."
Seeing this crazy ancient god inviting a fight to him, Muria muttered, but he soon became relieved.
"That's fine. Gaining strength in such an upright way makes me feel more at ease."
"Xiao Xiao, who wants to challenge me, let me see the power of my undead emperor."
The dark power of death surged in the ancient god, and his body began to grow in size before Muria's eyes, because the whole world was leaning towards him.
Correspondingly, Muria felt the oppression and hostility from the entire world. He felt that the surrounding death energy was repelling him, and he could no longer obtain replenishment from the surrounding environment.
This is how the orthodox gods fight against foreign invaders in the Kingdom of God. Although the ancient Emperor of the Dead has a confused consciousness, using the power of the Kingdom of God has become an instinct for him.
"It's so difficult!"
Seeing the ancient god in front of him whose body had grown so huge that he could hold it in the palm of his hand, Muria sighed. Such gods have profound knowledge. His movements are not the same as those of the lower-level gods.
Consider the loss of divine power.
But Muria is not particularly vain, it is just suppressed by the kingdom of God, and it is not that he has no means of resistance.
boom!
Colors that are different from the dark main colors of the undead world appear in the sky. Golden thunder shines in the sky, like a dragon and snake roaring in the high sky, and like a sacred tree with only the crown visible, stretching.
branches.
The roar of thunder spread thousands of miles away, alarming countless undead. Most of the intelligent undead saw this terrifying power, which was like a collapse of the sky, and were frightened. The top group of undead looked at this terrible change in the sky, and were frightened.
It is thoughtful.
"Dark Pluto, do you know what is going on?"
On the edge of the sea of ghosts, where all flesh and bones would be eroded if a living being fell into it, a six-armed bone giant wearing a crown of bones on his head asked the legendary undead who quietly looked up at the sky.
"If I knew the reason for this kind of thing, you should kneel on the ground and talk to me right now."
Like a ball of black energy curled up in a black cloth robe, the Ghost King looked at his neighbor on the Skeleton Continent and responded coldly that their relationship could not be said to be good, but it could not be said to be bad either.
Although the forces established by the two often have war conflicts, they are only to eliminate the low-level undead that are naturally born every year, and then select the elite from them.
Therefore, although in the eyes of the undead at the bottom, the two undead kings are in a state of opposition, in fact they are a cooperative relationship. Their hostility is only for the reasonable consumption of cannon fodder under their command. The fact is so cruel.
"That's right, you're not much stronger than me. You absolutely can't know what I don't know." The Six-Armed Bone King nodded.
"I really don't know what it is specifically, but I can make assumptions based on the information I know."
Black Pluto's "eyes" fell on the sky, and the golden thunder was still spreading. An emotion called fear grew. He could feel the power of thousands of thunders spreading in the sky, and any one of them fell on him.
, can make him disappear into ashes,
"This is most likely the awakening of the legendary great lord who created and dominated the entire world of the dead!"
"Are you sure?"
"Otherwise, do you think there is any reasonable explanation?"
"Uh, is it possible that it's some kind of natural phenomenon?"
"What do you think?"
Although Dark Pluto was just a ball of black energy, the Six-Armed Bone King felt the contemptuous look in his eyes, which looked at an idiot, so the king was furious.
"Although my guess is a bit stupid, is yours correct? The legendary existence has already entered eternal sleep, how could it suddenly appear?"
"Legends can only be used as reference, and the facts before us can explain everything. The one who is most consistent with the facts is naturally the existence of the person in the legend. Look, the death energy of the whole world is converging there. Apart from that existence, who else is there?
Do you have such authority?"
"So, what do we do now?"
"Wait, all we can do is wait."
"Are we just going to wait and do nothing?"
"The legendary servant is obviously in a battle. What you are seeing now is the vision caused by their battle. If you don't want to wait, don't you still want to get involved?"
"Forget it, I'll just watch." The Bone King looked back at the slightly turbulent sea of ghosts. The soul fire of the skull battle swayed for a while. Although it was naive, it was not stupid. Such a battle was obviously beyond its place.
level, if it participates in the war, it should be qualified to be cannon fodder.
"Do you think you have a choice in this kind of thing?" Dark Pluto sneered.
"Why don't I have a choice?"
"The world was created by that one, and as the undead bred by the world, when that one calls, do you think you have the power to refuse?"
"This... it shouldn't be possible. We are so weak. If we participate in a war of that kind of great existence, there is no way to decide the outcome." The Bone King, who suddenly felt that his six bone arms had nowhere to go, became anxious and did all kinds of weird things.
behavior, but Dark Pluto did not laugh at its "good" neighbor.
Knowing many secret rumors, it is even more afraid of such a large-scale natural change. It is already a member of the ruling class of the undead world and cannot go any further, so it longs for a stable order and uses order to maintain its status forever.
Change.
But now the great existence in the rumored creation of the spiritual world has awakened, and this will inevitably lead to the collapse of the original order, and a new order will be re-established, and it, which was so high in the past, will become that great existence this time
The chess pieces in its hands are just like the low-level undead it uses as cannon fodder.
"Of course one or two undead like us can't interfere with the outcome of those existing wars, but what if there are ten, or what if there are a hundred. If it's still not enough, what about the undead army we command? Are there any?
Is it possible to slightly tilt the balance of victory or defeat in the war?"
"Probably!" Bone King said with an uncertain tone and a guilty conscience.
"That's enough. As long as we can get a slight advantage at our expense, then we have the possibility of being called to join the battle at any time."
"Can we say no?"
"Oh, you should have given wisdom to those low-level undead! Do you think it is possible for those undead who have been promoted with the help of our power to resist us?"