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Prologue: The Seventh Holy War

I am a skeleton, a skeleton that has survived for many years. It has been the seventh time since I was awakened by the Necromancer of the Reeves Alliance in the first holy war.

The Rivi Alliance is a national alliance system with the supreme power. There are thirty-six principalities in the country. Rivirist, the god of nature, and the name of the alliance is named after the god of nature. For those who do not believe in the god of nature, the Rivi Alliance calls it pagans, and the sacred war is a war to fight against the pagans. Unfortunately, on the east side of the Hengduan Mountains, there is an empire called Xia Bai on the other side of the Hengduan Mountains. They are pagans who do not believe in the god of nature. The first sacred war was launched to fight against the Xia Bai Empire.

The battle unfolded in the Colorado Grand Canyon, the only land channel of the two countries. I woke up under the call of the Death Summoner of the Reeves Alliance.

As a vanguard unit, my kind and I rushed towards the infantry phalanx of the Xiabai Empire under the command of the death summoner. We will not die or suffer, so we will not retreat without fear. However, when we rushed to the opponent's infantry phalanx, we found that what was standing in front of us was a jungle of steel, with countless spears facing us, forming an indestructible barrier. The swinging spears shattered my kind and my kind to pieces, which made me realize that our skeleton bodies were so fragile.

My first jihad ended like this.

I can't feel the passage of time when I sleep. I don't know how long I've been awakened again. My enemy is still the army of the Xiabai Empire. Under the command of the Summoner of Death, we charged again without fear, and then smashed the wielding spear again. With the experience of the last time, I knew that the front was unable to defeat the opponent's steel jungle, so when I was in contact, I rolled on the ground twice, and then stabbed the broken bone knife in my hand into the thigh of a soldier in front of me. At this moment, I clearly saw the soldier looking at me with an extremely horror on his face. I don't know what this expression means, but the next moment I was smashed by another spear that pierced obliquely.

The third time, the other party was still the Xia Bai Empire. According to the procedure of the previous two times, we started to rush to the peak. Then I shook out the bone knife on my hand and stabbed a soldier to the heart. Then I was shattered.

The fourth time, I learned to learn the essence and followed the team slowly. After the companions in front almost submerged the square formation, I stepped on the bones of my companions and jumped into the square formation, waving the bone knife to reap the lives around me. This method is more effective. I cut off the heads of four soldiers in a row before being knocked away by spears stabbed from all directions.

The fifth time, I repeated the previous method and reaped twelve lives again.

The sixth time, I repeated it again, harvesting thirty-seven lives, but I was desperate to find that there were countless Xia Bai soldiers around me. Unless I had the ability to kill everyone in front of me, I would still be destined to sleep again.

This time it was the seventh time. Every time, I rushed up in a swarm, then fell asleep again after being broken. The days of repeated repetitions were so boring. I didn't have the ability to kill tens of thousands of soldiers. Why bother to work hard?

This time, I no longer fell behind, but mingled in the brigade. When I rushed to the other party's square formation, I quickly fell to the ground. This was the skill I learned in seven holy wars - pretending to be dead. I was originally a lifeless skeleton. I lay on the ground and died very thoroughly without pretending. My peers did not notice my abnormality, and still rushed towards the other party without fear of death, and were then smashed and broken and piled up in front of the square formation.

From time to time, similar people have stepped on me, but their bones are not enough to trample me. Now I can only pray that no one will run over me in the subsequent battle.

The soul fire is shaking. This is the power of the Necromancer's skeleton's ability to operate. However, it is not powerful and can only last for several hours. In other words, even if I lay on the ground and remained motionless, when the sun sets into the west mountain, I still had to wake up again.
Chapter completed!