Chapter 15 The Army of Millions of Undead
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However, it was this emergency that caused Chen Tian and the others not to be buried on this black soil. Otherwise, the joint attack of the thirty undead lords would definitely allow Chen Tian to come from and go back. He really came and went in a hurry, waved his bone arms and did not take away a piece of broken bones.
Fortunately, there has been a saying since ancient times that wealth and honor are in danger. It has high-intensity risks, and naturally there are high-degree rewards. On that day, Chen Tian and Dorosgbo absorbed a lot of soul fire. In addition, since then, it has passed for a long time. Chen Tian and the others knew that they had offended these undead lords, so they simply stopped hiding them.
The even more crazy hunter of the Undead Lord, whoever had a single or only one or two undead Lords became Chen Tian and his two targets. Therefore, both of them soon reached the peak of the seventh-level undead Lord. They were only one step away from becoming the eighth-level undead Lord.
By then, Chen Tian will be the eighth-level golden skeleton king, and Dorosgbo can recover to the level of the eighth-level skeleton master. However, Chen Tian and his two actions not only made the undead lords panic, but also alarmed the only three eighth-level undead lords in the dry bone plain.
The Drunken Sword Plain has three transcendent territories. Here, there is absolute order. Because these three territories each have an eighth-level undead lord.
The Demon Flame Swamp is one of the three major territories. The lord of this territory is Vogs, an eighth-level undead lord.
A black swamp of thousands of miles apart was burning with warm magic flames.
The demonic flame, which looked as cold and crystal clear as jade, was extremely beautiful, but could easily burn a fifth-level skeleton knight to ashes. In addition to the undead above the fifth-level, only the medium-level undead demonic flame corpse monster born from this swamp can be born innately immune to this seemingly beautiful but murderous demonic flame.
Deep in the Demon Flame Swamp, a white bone palace floating above the swamp emits faint demon flames, roasting the swamps of the palace into a hard black ground.
On the throne of the white bones in the palace, a figure sat on it. He was two meters tall, gray all over his body, and burned with a beating demon flame. This was the demon flame corpse demon among the medium-level undead, an eighth-level undead lord.
"In my territory, there are such unruly unruly undeads, this is a contempt for me. Lord White Haired, I order you to wipe out the so-called hunter." The great lord of the undead Vogs said angrily. In his territory, there are such unruly unruly undeads. As one of the three giants in the dry bone plain, this is a provocation to him Vogs.
"Yes, the great Lord Vogs" called the undead lord, stood up from a seat under the Throne of the Bone and gave a stone-like answer.
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"Young Master, we have been hunting the undead lords crazy these days, resulting in the fact that they are now either seven or eight of them are together or they are hiding away. There are not many lords to hunt," Dorosgbo said to Chen Tian with some displeasure. He rarely saw the undead lords these days. In this way, if he wants to restore to the holy realm, when will he have to wait?
"Dorosgebo, I heard from you that there are three giants and three undead lords on the Killing Bone Plain. How about we go hunting one?" Chen Tian asked Doroosgebo with great anticipation.
"Young Master, your current strength is almost the same as that of the Undead Lord, but you still cannot hunt down the Undead Lord." Dorosgbo said helplessly.
"Why?" Chen Tian was a little confused. He was now at the peak of the late Qi Induction Period. Logically speaking, there should be no problem dealing with an eighth-level undead lord.
"Young Master, the eighth-level undead lord is a turning point for the undead. The seventh level, eighth level, ninth level, and the holy realm. They are the undead and even human professions, which are important turning points. Every advancement is a huge change. Moreover, the undead lord has millions and nearly ten million subordinates. How could we hunt the undead lord among so many undead army?"
"If we have such strong strength, we don't need to hunt down the Undead Lord and devour his soul fire," Dorosgbo said helplessly.
"It seems that we can only hunt down the undead lord after you recover to the strength of the eighth-level skeleton master. Hey~ I don't know how long it will take to wait." Chen Tian was almost crazy. This unpopular undead world is really too collapsed. Chen Tian dares to bet that even those Buddhist practitioners who were in Xinglan Realm in his previous life would definitely collapse when they came here.
The gray sky, the black land, the rich breath of death, the cold wind, the sequel bones, and the terrifying and hideous undead. Without coming here, you will never be able to experience that kind of oppression, not just the spirit, but the soul, which makes people feel hysterical from the depths of the soul.
"Bang~bang~bang"
Chen Tian, leaning against a huge rock, suddenly found that there was a slight vibration in the rock.
"Dorosgebo, have you felt a vibration? Why do I feel the ground trembling?" Chen Tian looked up at the gray sky, holding a bone toothpick made of bone in his mouth, and asked in confusion.
"Young master, I... I feel it when I'm not close, I see it," Dorosgbo said helplessly.
"Hmm? You saw it, what did you see?" Chen Tian turned his head and looked at it strangely.
"Damn, no," Chen Tian let out a sigh of surprise. In his empty eyes, the black soul fire suddenly jumped.
"Master, I find that I have never been safe since I met you," Dorosgbo said bitterly.
A thousand meters away, a black mass was walking towards Chen Tian and the others. The walking steps could cause a faint vibration on the ground, which was a legion of death.
Skeleton soldiers, skeleton warriors, axe-throwing skeletons, bone wolfs, skeleton shooters, skeleton knights, demon flame corpse monsters, ghosts, countless undeads walked towards Chen Tian step by step.
"This, how many fucking dead are there?" Even Chen Tian couldn't help but feel a little shocked. Judging from the vibrations on the ground, there would be at least one million.
What is the concept of millions of undead? It can be said that it is overwhelming and crowded, uh...it's a sea of bones.
"Young Master, let's run away quickly." Dorosgbo was very helpless. Since he was with Chen Tian, the trouble has not stopped. These days he has lived even more exciting than he has been in the undead for thousands of years.
"Don't let me know who was the commander. I will definitely kill him." Chen Tian was very angry. It was not because he was timid. The army of millions of undead was no longer something he could deal with.
Chapter completed!