Chapter 97 The Yearning of Life

The immortal wasteland is vast and sparsely populated. If it weren't for the chance to break into the settlement, it would be hard to see people. However, in the direction where the silver skeletons ran over, more than a dozen strong skeletons took the lead, followed by a bunch of weak skeletons, rushing over in a rush.

Generally speaking, when two undead creatures from unfamiliar territory meet together, they will not ignore them. In most cases, the weak side will turn around and run away.

However, the group of skeletons looked completely far away from Gris and his party hundreds of meters away, and ran over along the route the silver skeleton passed without looking back.

Some of the chaotic and sturdy skeletons, some of which were fast and some were slow, sparsely pulled up a long line, but no one ignored them and just ran forward. Even if some of the companions in front fell, the ones behind would never detour, but would step on them directly. It was as if something was chasing them from behind.

Pulson and Oni, who came to their senses, saw these chaotic skeletons, and seemed to remember something. Their collective faces changed drastically. Pulson even cast a wizard's eye directly into the air and controlled the flight towards the skeleton.

The dead and desolate wilderness boiled at some point, and the undead creatures who usually don’t know which corner they hide came out of the dark hiding place, covering the wilderness.

They collectively ran in the same direction, either fast or slow.

A black torrent emerged from the horizon in the distance. In the blink of an eye, most of the horizons were spread everywhere, and they rushed towards the location where Gris and others were. It was a torrent composed of countless undead creatures.

"The tide of rebirth!" Pulson couldn't help but exclaim.

The tide of rebirth? What? A big question mark appeared in Gris' head. Just as he was about to ask, Oni and the three lichs shouted at the same time: "Impossible, this is not the direction of the tide of rebirth, how could there be a tide!"

"What is the tide of rebirth?" asked Gris.

"Master, now is not the time to explain, let's run away quickly?" Oni said in panic. Obviously, in his mind, the flood of rebirth was a very terrible thing.

"Yes, we explained while walking, the territory may not be saved anymore. The direction of the flood tide seems to be in this direction." Pulson also agreed with Oni's advice and agreed.

Seeing that the four lichs who were most familiar with the world of death in the field had the same expression, Gris had to speed up his journey and listen to Pulson's explanation of the rebirth of Hong Chao on the way.

In the center of the world of death, there is a huge ocean, where not water, but countless corpses, bones, limbs and soul energy.

This ocean of corpses and souls is the source of the entire world of death. In the history known to Lichs such as Pulson and Oni, all the undead creatures originate here.

In fact, when he was in the academy, Gris vaguely had a question in his mind: Where did the undead creatures in the dead world come from? If there is no life race here, where did the corpses come from? If there is a life race, where do they live?

It’s impossible that these bones and corpses popped out of thin air, right? Undead creatures don’t know how to have children.

However, because Gris didn't know the world of death, this question only appeared faintly and did not finally take shape. Now, after hearing Pulson's statement, it turns out that all the undead creatures originate from the ocean of corpses and souls.

"This place is called the sea of ​​rebirth. It is full of bones, corpses and free souls, and has not yet become immortals." Pulson seemed to be immersed in memories and said in a slightly remembrance tone.

"Every time, about thirty or fifty years, a violent soul storm will blow in the sea of ​​rebirth. At this time, it is the moment when a large number of undead creatures are born. Countless soul fires condense at this moment, some attach to bones, some attach to corpses, and some directly form, transforming into skeletons, corpse witches and undeads."

"After becoming an undead creature, in order to compete for the space for activity, the skeletons, corpse witches and the undead fight. Some of the weak will be eliminated and returned to the state of corpses, while those strong will swallow the weak and accelerate their evolution."

"In three to five years, this kind of competition will reach a balanced trend. Those with weak effects will depend on the strongest peers and obey orders. At this time, the leaders will generally reach the realm of gray bone skeletons or bronze skin zombies, and a small number will even evolve to the lord level."

"In order to gain greater survival space, all parties will inevitably expand outward. Perhaps some law is acting on the ground. There are several exits in the sea of ​​rebirth. Every time, the surviving undead creatures will collectively choose an exit and flock to various places in the dead world."

"This team of undead creatures in the sea of ​​rebirth is called the rebirth flood. It is a terrifying force that can flood most territories. Although the highest among them is only some lord-level silver skeleton iron zombies, the number of ordinary inhabitants is tens of millions. They do not threaten the territory such as the Fort Eternal Life, but it is a catastrophe to ordinary territories blocking their paths."

At this time, Oni couldn't help but interrupt and said, "The most terrifying thing is not these undead creatures, but those predators who followed the flood tide."

Whenever this time, it is the most happy time for those powerful predators who make a living by plundering. The large number of undead creatures gather together will attract predators from all over the world. They follow the flood tide and plunder the soul energy with all their might. They digest it when they are full, and eat it after digestion. They will not stop until the flood tide completely scatters into the land of death without a reclamation.

Such an opportunity to have a full meal, the plundered soul energy may be a harvest that has been hard for more than ten years. How can it not cause the predators to go crazy?

Therefore, where the flood tide passes, golden skeletons are common, even the Lich King and the Undead Saint, there are even terrifying existences such as the Lich Dragon and the Undead Dragon.

The weak territory cannot stop the tide-like immortal flood tide, and the strong territory cannot stop the predators who have advanced along with it. Therefore, except for places like Fort Eternal Life, where the Lich King guards, those who can run away if they can run, and those who cannot run will die.

"But this is not the direction where the tide of rebirth passes by, so why is this happening?" Oni called out in a daze.

This is the most remote place in the entire immortal wasteland. This is not something to say. It can be easily compared from the size of the territory.

Within a few hundred kilometers of the center of Fort Eternal Life, the number of undead creatures in general territories is over thousands, and the number of undead creatures can reach tens of thousands. The number of creatures in some territories led by the superior undead creatures reaches more than one hundred thousand.

But there are usually only a few hundred territory in this place.

When Oni and the three lichs fled from the Fort of Immortality, they were looking for the most remote place to drill. In addition to lacking strength, the more important reason was that the more remote the place, the less there would be no tide of immortality.

The Hongchao brings destruction and even more rebirth. Although the Hongchao passes, although everything is destroyed in the short term, what is left is a large amount of corpses and soul energy. As long as these exist, it will not take long for new undead creatures to appear again.

Therefore, where the flood tide passes, the density of undead creatures is greater, and the number of creatures in the territory is greater.

Why did Hongchao change his way when he passed away? Pulson and the lichs all had this question in their minds.

Escape? What to do if there is a territory? After hearing Pulson's words, Gris was the first to think of the huge number of resentful spirits and giant skeletons in the territory's crypt. What to do if he escapes?

The flood of rebirth has appeared in the distance and has no time to move. Even if you have time, those things cannot be moved. Could it be that they are just thrown there like this? What if someone discovers it?

The reason why those things were not discovered was that the first is that this place is too remote and there are almost no powerful existences. The second is that the crypt has been buried underground and isolated from the outside world. But now it has been dug up, and as long as someone touches the underground fortress, he will definitely find this crypt.

Even if the exit is buried, it is useless. The undead can penetrate the strata directly. Unless the entrance is buried hundreds of meters deep, can it be done in a hurry?

And the underground fortress he finally formed after working hard, just give up like this? Without a safe place to live, it is difficult to survive in the world of death. Even if he can escape the tide of rebirth, is it possible that he can escape from other predators in other unfamiliar territories?

In the territory, relying on the underground fortress, even the Golden Skeleton and the Corpse Witch King, Gris had the confidence to fight. The defense of the underground fortress has basically taken shape. As long as you guard the entrance of the cave, no matter how many you come, you will not form a numerical advantage. As for those top undead creatures, they will not be dispatched in groups of three or five.

"We won't escape, go back to the fort." Thinking of this, Gris said without doubt. Instead of being driven out of the territory, it is better to rely on the underground fortress to fight with all your might.

What's more, there is an underground passage retreating several kilometers away from the underground fortress. It really can't stand it, and it's not too late to escape again.

"Ah?" Hearing his decision, several lichs looked at each other. When they were still persuading him, Gris had already accelerated and rushed towards the direction of the territory.

Gris is a skeleton who is greedy for life and fears death, but that is definitely not cowardice, but life's yearning for life and fear of death. Everything comes from instinct.

Therefore, when faced with this life-and-death decision, when the survival chance of struggle is greater than escaping, Gris will definitely not lack the courage to fight.
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