.Chapter 29: The Frozen Throne!

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Ghost Valley, the center of the Forgotten Land, more than 12,000 years ago, human magic civilization gradually developed a perfect prototype. The casters who manipulated the necromantic magic that made the intelligent races on the mainland hate and feared him from the choice to die, and established the initial magic guild in this desolate and negative energy aura. Before that, the Forgotten Land was a gloomy ghost creature with countless bones buried, full of curses and coldness, and the sound of despair.

Two thousand years later, the original magic guild was expanded several times and had developed into an inner city with a large scale, dark but not terrifying, quiet but not dead, strong symmetry, simple and simple, full of eternal silence. They named it the Fortress of Learning - Outside of the Fortress of Learning, a large outer city was established with this, and this Ghost Valley was centered on it, spreading their power and will to the entire Forgotten Land, the power accumulated in this land of curse that no tribe of the continent wanted to set foot on.

From an emerging school of magic to a top force standing on the continent, it only took more than two thousand years of knowledge fortress. The original purpose of the magic guild was to "gather all the powers and doctrines that cannot live in the light" and slowly condensed these hostile heresy into a group full of dignity and wisdom through more than two thousand years of degeneration and thinking. They even had faith or the way of dealing with the world, called the philosophy of reincarnation. They drew strength from death and darkness, cleansed their souls in life and light, walked on the edge of life and death, feared life, embraced death, and kept the balance of the world.

On a special day, the immortal king Bulkeso and the magic emperor Tarasha arrived at the Ghost Valley. The two strongest men of "force" and "law" on the continent came with hope of union. The Fortress of Learning sounded the horn of welcome for the first time in two thousand years.

The time for the rise has finally come. They decided to fight for the dignity and freedom of humanity, which is also the best way to gain recognition from the same race. They do not seek to make the whole world accept their beliefs, nor do they have the interest to transform the life of the entire continent into the undead. They only want to look straight without discrimination and disgust, as well as recognition and respect. Only these can support the necromancer to be without confusion on the road of exploration and protect the balance of life and death in loneliness.

After listening to the idea of ​​the two leaders of the Temple of War and the Dome of Sky, the leader of the Fortress of Learning, Tagueo, the immortal king, immediately planned. Dark magic, mainly the power of curses, the magic of death that manipulates bones and poisonous, and the magic of summoning the power of the undead and the alchemy puppets, formed the soul tree of the necromancer, and opened the legendary prelude that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Since then, Necromancer has become one of the seven never-ending pillars that support the human palace.

It has been nearly ten thousand years since then. The development and expansion of several generations of the Undead Emperors, and the control of the entire Fortress of the Forgotten Land has also been greatly enhanced. But the biggest difference is that since the third generation of the Undead Emperors, a fortress-level artifact called the Frozen Throne stood on the Forgotten Land. During the Second Lunar Eclipse War, this artifact launched a phantom bombardment on the projection dimension of the Chaos Sanctuary through half a continent, and cooperated with the then Undead Emperor and the Pope of Nature to bombard the coming Diapora back to hell.

The Frozen Throne - whether it is a tower, a mountain, or a powerful magical outfit, most importantly, since the beginning of the Great of Alsace, this has been the palace of the Lich King, the crown prince of the fortress of all dynasties.

For some special reasons, the Land of Forgotten has accumulated negative energy that cannot be dissipated. Although it is the paradise of necromancers, the abnormal celestial phenomena stirred by this negative energy eternally put a dark sky on the sky, and there is almost no sunshine. There is also an interesting tradition here. On the first day of the first, middle and late every month, the Dead Emperor will use his supreme magic power to break through the clouds in the sky, allowing the Land of Forgotten to enjoy the long-lost light, although it is only half a day. Whenever this time, the Necromancers and the Necromancers who are majoring in the enhanced skeleton summoning of the Undead summoning will pull out the skeletons, commanding them to brush specially made lime on the bones of their bodies under the sun, and then let them bask in the sun for half a day. It is said... it is really just said that this method can enhance the bones of the skeletons... and basking in the sun seems to make the mages strengthen the bones.

...But today does not seem to be a day to bathe in the sun, so the Forgotten Land is still under the dark sky, cold and silent, and the towering frozen throne is a storm and snow. The weather is so harsh that it is not inferior to the Temple of War, which guards the World Stone. It is fine if the Arret Mountains are located in the extreme north, but with the geographical location of the Forgotten Land, it is completely unimaginable that such weather will occur.

The road up the mountain is a spiral staircase, and the three of them are already the limit - the premise is that the person outside has the courage to stand there, which is not a guardrail. Interestingly, the Lich King who has entered this place in the past dynasties did not widen the road up the mountain, because the big rock at the beginning of the spiral mountain road is a sentence of the dragon flying phoenix carved by Arthas with the sorrow of frost. No matter how prominent the power is in his hand, no matter how powerful the power is in his hand, the necromancer must bow and walk between the balance of life and death."

"No?" In the huge hall of the Immortal Royal Court on the top of the mountain, a man in gray robe stood woodenly in the huge hall. His robe was embroidered with a gorgeous lower crescent moon. The cold wind from outside the hall blew his robe and made a sound. The inside and outside the palace were extremely cold, but a drop of sweat slowly slid down his expressionless face. If it weren't for the last dignity of the Necromancer, he seemed to be going down and begging for mercy, and then poured out what he knew...but he didn't dare.

There was a table under the dome of the main hall, two playing chess, leaving him with only two suffocating side faces, and two more waiters stood behind the two, treating him as if nothing had happened. The black hair and an ordinary home robe were the ones who called him. In fact, the two who were playing games now and in the future will become the most powerful and powerful two people in the fortress of knowledge, so with his noble status, they also had to fight in this environment.

"Only when it is better than any talk, silence appears solemn. Silence sometimes represents ignorance, sometimes represents cowardice. In the face of sins with stronger power, silence sometimes plays the role of accomplice. A person can bow his head or be small, but he must have a bottom line and must have dignity." Now the person who is playing the chess is the master here, elegant, noble, generous and beautiful, like the most perfect one who came out of the most perfect aristocratic family. But if he thinks so, he must be kicked by a pig in his head, because the master here is the master here, Lich King Shiniya. No other adjectives have to be added. Just the three words Lich King will make the rebellious necromancer lower their heads.

Not only is the identity of the Holy Land crown prince, but this title has been soaked in shocking blood throughout the ages.

"If Caesar was sitting in this seat, your head and your family's head would have moved long ago. Unfortunately, I am not as good as him. I do not have the prestige of being unquestioned and decisive. I am the domineering attitude of the law, so I will not kill you." Xianya said calmly, "You go, the shadow of death plan is too crazy, it must be stopped. Lichs like this should never appear in the world. I understand your concerns, I hope you will remain silent in the future - if you are not honest, I will send you to deal with Caesar. I think he doesn't mind killing another eighth level."

He stayed for a while, then staggered away and disappeared outside the gate of the royal court.

"Where does the lich come from this world? It has always been an unfinished idea under the crown of Krysucard's crown prince in that year. The habit of labeling the crown prince of the fortress of the past dynasties as the Lich King started with the third generation of the undead emperor... In fact, it was out of respect for the great Emperor of Arthas." Shania sighed and pulled her back, "Lich represents a nearly eternal natural life, even longer than dragons and elves. However, this longevity fades the concept of life and death, and challenges the law, and will inevitably be counterattacked by the world."

"So the Shadow of Death has never been activated since its infancy. The power of the lich represents the desire of living beings for immortality, and this power of desire is the source of danger. If you step on this path rashly, you will inevitably become a slave to power. There is nothing more sad than this." The person on the opposite side gracefully and slowly picked up a chess piece. Her whole body exuded a lazy aura, lazy and noble. For some reason, the fortress of knowledge that deals with darkness and death all day long was full of beauties. The four people in this wide main hall are all great beauties selected from one in a hundred. "And the title of Lich King... is to remind all the Lich King and the Undead Emperor to warn of this existence that our real enemy is not, but our hearts of persistence and desire for life."

This "Violet" organization, who entered the Xuye Palace and was in charge of the most unconventional force under the Scourge Legion of the Scourge, sighed softly, through the palace door opened by the Immortal Princess, looking at the dark sky unique to the Forgotten Land that was surging all year round, every existence that breaks the Creator's rules must have to pay an irreversible huge price, just like the birth and the tragic decline after the birth of the inner flange, just as the seven human professions encountered the invasion of hell at the beginning, I really want to say, if the so-called Shadow of Death is really completed, then what kind of unbearable pain will the first lich in the history of the Shelter Continent have to bear..."

"Mr. Youyouzi, as long as you want, Xu can completely dissipate this group of ugly souls that defiled the glory of the fortress of knowledge. Under the sword of Lou Guan, their so-called immortal power is a joke." Seeing the two big figures sitting silently, the green group of girls with white clothes and silver hair bowed slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Demon Dream, so you can only be a perfect warrior, not a leader who stands alone. Even if Youyouzi resigns in the future, the position of Xu's commander will probably not fall on your head." Xixing Temple Youyouzi just smiled brightly, but Xianya said, "In this world, what you can see with your eyes is not sacred and undefiled. Under the twilight robe embroidered with the mark of the crescent moon, perhaps a madman with no taboos. The sacred armor wearing the blessing of holy light may be a dirty executioner. Soul Demon Dream, you may be imprisoned by the creed you abide by in your life, so you can only be Youyouzi's guard rather than a deputy. Do you understand?" Don't jump.

The soul demon dream lowered his head and said softly that the king was observing or breaking the so-called perseverance creed cannot bring me the so-called faith. I stand behind Lord Youyouzi for my mission and will never regret it until my death."

Xianya sighed softly and remained silent. On the other side of Xixing Temple Youyouzi knocked on the chessboard, Yaomeng showed me a piece of information yesterday, saying that the queen of the dark elf appeared on the surface. With her as the center, the power of the dark elf began to move and didn't want to do it."

"Challenge the entire human race? Aren't this group of scum living underground the masters of the continent?" Shania sneered, "or do they think the fortress of knowledge has been too gentle over the years?"

"The possibility is not great." The woman in the blue long skirt shook her head and chuckled, "The dark elves and forest elves still maintain a very close contact and intelligence exchange. Of course, their close relatives who were huddled in the forest were suppressed by the human rocket launcher of the Golden Oak. The gentle and cautious druid actually made a tough warlord, the crown prince of the war. In this case, they naturally would not do too fiercely - because their unstable attitude is the one word of the Nature Academy or the collective attitude of the Seven Holy Land. After all, the dragon clan and the elves suffered a great loss in the Northland before."

"I can probably answer this question two people." Another black-haired woman standing behind Xianya said, just like the soul demon dream, she only has refreshing short hair, but her delicate face and simple and elegant clothes will make people involuntarily think about it. If the girl in front of her has long hair that is too long, it would be so pleasing to the eye. However, what is most surprising is her strange eyes, with spirit but no focus, and it seems to be deliberately avoiding some things that did not exist. "Thank the teacher's blessing, some information about the door of judgment can still be found.

As of now, dark elves have been infiltrating some influence into the surface world all the time. The thousands of years of dark life have made these elves a killer in the dark night. The rare treasures underground have also attracted some human aristocrats with collectors and show off. Therefore, the nobles of the 12 Kingdoms of Light like to let these guys do shameful things, and vaguely weave a net that cannot be underestimated. However, the dark elves have always adhered to their duties and never stretched their hands too long. Moreover, in the Moon Eclipse War, these elves were required to be cannon fodder, so the Gate of Judgment has never cared about it."

"Those dark elves were full and wanted to go to the ground to bask in the sun? They actually reached their hands on the heads of the Twelve Kingdoms of Light? Do they think it would be more comfortable to bask in the sun with the Sacred Masters of the Pope Hall?" Shania shook her head and then smiled, "But it's good, since the incident happened in the Twelve Kingdoms of Light, we don't have to pay attention, and the Gate of Judgment may not be silent. Let me see, Altay, a perverted model among the assassin, has a little left in her head except him."

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment. Some Youyouzi seemed not used to it and decisively changed the subject. Her eyes fell on the girlish style behind Xianya. It is said that you have been working in a puppet's workshop recently?"

"Well... thank Aozaki's blessing, I can gradually suppress the power of the demon eyes now. It is really pleasant to be able to completely re-look at this colorful and complete world." Speaking of this, the cold face of the Liangqi ceremony finally showed a smile, "Although I have a little irritable temper, I am still a very good person."

"When it comes to that Aozaki Orange, he is really an amazing puppet master. It is said that he has received praise from Alice and Yiwen Jielin. Although he has not seen it with his own eyes, it is also excellent." Yao Meng said lightly. The master she served was unexpectedly a lazy ghost and a foodie. The Xuye Palace can operate normally, and the Soul Demon Dream made an indelible contribution.

"Oh? The two most rebellious but accomplished puppet masters of the Aozaki Orange's puppet craftsmanship?" Xixingji Youyouko played with the chess in her hand, with a playful look on her face. "The academic fortress with dusk is about to break out again? It's good that this is the quiet, but dusk is not good."

"I think so... Yiwen Jielin, who advocates making high-simulation from dolls to finally reach the realm of artificial humans, tries to complete the so-called Rose Girl, and strives to transform into the combat power of semi-mechanical life bodies with magic weapons and steel magic as the main body. Alice is also working to create her Transformers. What kind of shocking concept does this Aozaki Orange want to achieve with her doll?" Xianya held her chin with one hand, and strands of black hair slid down her shoulders, inadvertently exuding a thrilling charm, even causing the other three girls to feel moved. But this cannot hide the fact that this beautiful woman is thinking about things that ordinary people can't imagine in their lifetime. She is one of the most powerful people on the mainland.

"Let's find an opportunity to visit. Although there is still a long way to become the Undead Emperor, then try to take everything that happens in the fortress of knowledge in my hands. And her surname also makes me wonder... Aozaki, Aoko has never said she has one. But intuition tells me that this is true. It seems that we rogue Aozaki also has stories." She held a war chess called "King" in her hand, and there were other six figures in her mind. She couldn't help but chuckled, "Among the crown princes of the Seven Holy Land, the king, the pastoral, the rebellious, the balanced, the inaccessible, the curious, the dual personality, who would be as powerful and unique as the king on this chessboard?"

Chapter 29: The Frozen Throne!

Chapter 29: The Frozen Throne!
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