This indigenously built pyramid is sharp and steep, and the steps are nearly 70 degrees, making it extremely difficult to climb without pop-up windows.

It is all built up of stones, with a lot of simple and primitive patterns carved on it, and it uses simple graphics to record some scenes of hunting, fighting and sacrificing.

It's just that many of those pictures have begun to weather, and they are a little fuzzy. You can tell at a glance, its history is extremely long.

The ability to build such a tall and magnificent pyramid is enough to explain how strong the tribe was at the beginning, but what makes Ruo feel regretful is that the tribe has already declined, and only such a small village remains. Lingering here

When the gray robe entered this place, he couldn't help but smile coldly. Now the village has been completely extinct. This also means that the once-strong civilization has ended in his own hands.

This feeling is a bit strange, it's like he ended a certain period of history with his own hands, and in a certain period of history, a period was drawn.

It's a little proud, but also a little confused. It's extremely unspeakable.

The gray robe paused for a while, then cleared up his mood and walked forward

There was only a small space on the top of the tower. He just walked a few steps forward and he was already standing on the top of the tower. There was a huge rectangular stone platform like a table in front of him.

The indigenous people killed the captured alive here, cut out their hearts and liver, made sacrifices to the gods believed by the indigenous people, and held a bonfire dinner, while happily dancing the hula, while happily sharing the food Poor flesh and blood

I don’t know how many years the stone platform has been used.

Including the entire top platform, as well as a part of the steps under the platform, there is a thick layer of sauce purple, which even rain cannot wash away.

The gray robe leaned on the staff, stood upright by the stone platform, took a deep breath of the blood-filled air, and muttered: "What a wonderful smell"

Immediately heard the screams and struggles of the indigenous people below, they couldn't help but shook their heads with pity, and said to themselves: "It's a pity, you could have become believers in the dark."

This savage sacrifice method of the indigenous people is very similar to the appetite of the Lich Edwood. Liches like not to entertain themselves and offer fresh souls.

If they are in the Semitic continent, these indigenous people will directly become the favorite believers of the undead high priest without going through any four or six levels of teaching.

But here, the Lich Edwood has no time and mood to accept these indigenous people, they are just tools in Edwood’s plan

At this time, the miserable screams under the pyramid have gradually ceased, leaving only the unconscious low roars of the zombies.

The sounds converged, like a wave, shrouded in the sky over the village

Edwood took a deep breath of the smell of blood in the air and said to himself: "Now...start"

He took out a delicate hourglass from his arms and placed it carefully in the middle of the stone platform

Edwood looked around the village at his feet. The broken bodies of the slave trappers were being slowly dragged back under the pyramid by the zombies.

The indigenous people next to the wooden hut fell to the ground in all directions, blood soaking the ground under them

The targetless zombie stood blankly on the spot, raised his head, looking at himself standing on the top of the pyramid, shaking his body constantly

Lich Edwood squeezed the pale bone stick in both hands, raised it high into the air, and then lowered his head, slowly reciting the obscure spell.

The spell has a peculiar and weird rhythm. With that rhythm, all the zombies below also gathered around, and gradually began to swing their bodies in accordance with the beat, making a deep roar.

As they roared, a cloud of gray smoke that was hard to see with the naked eye slowly rose from the corpses of the slave trapper and the land.

The gray smoke keeps beating, as if trying to break the restraints, but they seem to be attracted by the hourglass, no matter how hard they struggle, they are unable to get rid of it, only a little bit, slowly flying Hourglass on the pyramid

They seem to be slow and fast, just a few breaths, the first gray smoke has been sucked into the hourglass

At this time, among the black gravel at the bottom of the hourglass, a tiny grain of sand slowly rises, flows from bottom to top strangely, and rises into the upper funnel of the hourglass.

As more and more gray smoke submerged into the hourglass, the sand grains rose into the upper part one by one, and the sand grains at the bottom soon lost a small part visible to the naked eye.

There was a triumphant smile on Lich Edwood's face, and then he gave his staff a fiercely, and then, with a loud yell, he lifted it high to Yaokong and chanted the spell quickly.

As he yelled, the zombies around the pyramid shook at the same time and fell straight to the ground.

The gray smoke also flew from them, then gathered together and turned into a huge black cloud. Then, they centered on Edwood's staff, spinning frantically, forming a huge vortex.

The whirlpool turned more and more sharply, and it turned more and more eagerly, shrinking and condensing at Edwood's rod

Edwood felt that the staff in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and he could barely hold it. He hurriedly accelerated the degree of chanting, and finally pointed the side of the staff at the hourglass and moved forward a little harder.

The rod end suddenly burst out of a bucket-thick plume of smoke, and it shot straight towards the hourglass. At the same time, it made a series of screams.

The plume of smoke shot straight into the hourglass, and the black sand at the bottom of the hourglass flowed back quickly

In the blink of an eye, all the sand has collected to the upper part of the hourglass and stopped there quietly.

The plume of smoke disappeared

At this time, the Lich Edwood also finished chanting the last mantra, and looked at the hourglass steadily.

The whole world is silent, there is no more sound

At this moment, I heard a soft "click"

A visible crack appeared on the transparent outer wall of the hourglass

Then, a "crackling" sound rang

The crack spread quickly to the surroundings and quickly covered the entire outer wall of the hourglass

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", the hourglass suddenly exploded, and the black dust instantly expanded, covering the entire platform on the top of the tower.

The black dust keeps rolling, like a big boiling pot

Subsequently, the smoke formed by the black dust gradually became regular, and then gradually separated into dozens of clusters of smoke.

As time went by, those smoke **** kept changing and condensing, and a dozen or so shapes appeared.

The contours of these shapes keep absorbing the black dust, and the fog becomes lighter and lighter, but their silhouettes become thicker and more realistic.

Finally, when the black mist disappeared completely, around the stone platform, there were a dozen or so people who were covered in black robes.

All of them look dull and dull, describe as haggard, and look like the kind of people who can’t afford to get sick for a long time.

These are all liches under the leadership of the undead high priest. In order to move on the territory of the class, they are deliberately changed to the look of the class. For the liches, it is just a small matter of changing their bodies.

But at the moment they are all standing there blankly, as if frozen, motionless like sculptures

Lich Edwood looked at them in surprise, and cried out secretly: Is there something wrong with the spell?

If this happens, he will be in serious trouble

Bi Jing’s complex spells are indeed very dangerous, and they are the most difficult space spells. Everyone knows that for necromancers, space spells have always been their weakness.

Except for the high priest, no one can guarantee 100% success

"I have doubled the intensity, it is impossible to go wrong," while Edwood was secretly nervous, the liches swayed suddenly.

The surrounding lich came to life at the same time, looking around blankly

Edwood breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, it was just the delay of the spell and nothing went wrong.

Those liches seem to be in a state of ignorance

They opened their eyes, squeezed the staff tensely, and turned their heads to observe. Whenever something was wrong, they would throw out a few dozen dark spells to cover the target.

Seeing his comrades nervous and frustrated, Edwood smiled triumphantly like a prank. These grandsons usually look like dogs, but they didn’t expect to be so afraid of death.

He admired it for a while on one side, and then he coughed, reminding everyone of his existence.

Only then did the liches discover Edwood standing in front of them

Edwood glanced at them, then opened his hands and said flatly: "Welcome to the world of class."

The liches all breathed a sigh of relief

One of them patted his chest, his hoarse voice chuckled, and said, "Fortunately, it was not sent to that messy place. The last time an idiot operated this spell, he sent six companions to the deep sea. It took us a lot of effort to get them back. I have been worrying about that all the way, very good, Edwood, very good"

Edwood gave a cold snort of dissatisfaction. The other party actually questioned his ability, which made Edwood feel very dissatisfied.

Another lich looked around at the surrounding rainforest, sneered, and said, "I haven't been here for 600 years. I don't know if my enemy has any offspring now."

Naruto was the old partner of Edwood, who accompanied Edwood with the lich Herod who was pitted by Lorraine in the lightning flash.

Edwood said coldly: "We have a mission, don't delay business with boring things."

The Lich Herod snorted heavily, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "Edwood, don't think that you can order me to order me by wearing a gray dress. I naturally know that you don't need to remind you."

Edwood froze suddenly, glared at him angrily, and said bitterly: "Just know it."

The surrounding liches made a sneer unabashedly

In the undead clan, the gray robe is the exclusive symbol of the undead masters. The lich and the dark wizard are unified in black robes.

Although this is not specifically stipulated, it is already a recognized rule among the Semites and Necromancers. Among all immortals, only the Necromancer can wear gray.

Except for gray, the undead high priest never wore robes of other colors.

This matter may seem small, but it is a serious issue involving the political level.

Just like the emperor must wear yellow, even **** and socks must be this color

And once you dare to wear it, there are only two results. Either you become an anti-thief, stabs you, and destroys the nine races, or you become Taizong Taizu or something.

As soon as the crowd showed up, they saw Edwood wearing a gray robe, naturally secretly dissatisfied, "What does this guy think of himself?

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Even if he dares to wear a gray robe, does he still want to be a high priest?

The main wheel is also the uncle, how can it be on the head of such a guy "In addition, Edwood is always arrogant and arrogant, so his chances in Lich are particularly bad.

But what makes the liches strange is that the undead high priest does not know what he thinks. He has always been particularly fond of the liches, who are not very capable and not enough qualified, and have a lot of blue eyes.

If in normal times, in front of the high priest, it is not their turn to point fingers. Although the liches are suffocating in their hearts, there is no high priest in front of them. Naturally, there is something to say, so there is no need to give a small report to the light club. The guy's face

Edwood felt a little embarrassed in his heart. This gray robe was specially chosen after he arrived in the clan continent. Edwood, who was originally arrogant, thought of himself as a dead high priest.

Of course it’s okay to enter by yourself, but it’s a bit arrogant to wear it in front of your colleagues.

But Edwood was arrogant and didn't lose the input. Although he was upset, he didn't show it on his face.

He took a deep breath, and then said as plainly as possible: "I wear a gray robe to facilitate activities in the class. Black robe is taboo. Your current dress is very eye-catching in the class."

The other liches looked at each other, then nodded, admitting Edwood's words were reasonable.

One of them said: "Okay, don't fight, the task that the High Priest confessed is important to Edwood, are you all ready?"

Edwood smiled proudly, raised his head slightly, and said: "Of course, I have been here for a few months and I have gained a lot of rewards. Come with me."

Edwood led a group of liches back to the big wooden house under the pyramid, walked to a big box in the corner, drew a rune in the air with his fingers, and then, out of thin air, lifted the magic trap on the box and opened the box. , Said: "All we need is here"

Edwood started spreading out a map on the table, tapping the map with his staff, and smilingly said: "Thank you Lorraine, if it weren't for him, my work would not have been completed so smoothly."

The liches frowned, and Herod looked disgusted and said, "Lorraine? That **** Lorraine? Thank him? Edwood, **** you better speak clearly."

Among the Liches, the name Lorraine is hated the most. Edwood is the first and Herod is the second.

Edwood laughed "haha" and said: "I worked for that arrogant Hardu for six months, but the guy didn't get in, so I almost gave up on him.

As a result, Lorraine struggled with half a million troops to attack this Hadu, and I became his last hope, especially after Hadu lost a battle, how much cooperation and cooperation that guy must cooperate with.

Of course I also thank that Lorraine"

Edwood's last words are extremely bitter

"Five...500,000" a Lich said silently

Others also showed a cautious and worried expression

They are just liches, not gods, and they can still be killed. If the opponent has a 500,000 legion, they are not opponents, and they may not even be able to escape.

Edwood sneered, glanced at them contemptuously, and said, "Don't worry, Lorraine's army has been dragged so hard that it will not hinder our plan. I have planned our action."

"Let's talk." Although the liches are young and brilliant, they are extremely smart, but they are all used in dark spells, so that they can fight and let them plan strategic actions. These masters just look at it. Smeared

Edwood pointed to the map and said, "That kid from Lorraine raised half a million troops. It seems that he is here to fight against the hatred of Hardu. In fact, he is training the army and preparing to deal with our expedition. Half of the army is Entrance of the Holy See of Light"

The liches around nodded at the same time. Of course they understood this.

Edwood said: "We wiped out these half a million troops, which means we wiped out half of the resistance and military strength of the class. The significance is very significant."

Herod looked at Edwood like a fool, and said teasingly: "Destroy half a million troops? Edwood, are you sure you know what you are talking about?

Just rely on our 16 people to kill half a million soldiers? Could it be that you have been in class for a long time, and you also have the problem of being in class creatures who love fantasy"

Other liches also shook their heads. Even if the Undead High Priest came in person, they could not destroy such a huge military force. If the Undead had this ability, they would not have to be defeated in the last Millennium War, and then they would be joined by the Elemental Mages and priests. Driven out of the Clan continent

Even if the liches spread the plague in the city, they can’t kill such a large number of entrances.

The liches looked at Edwood's eyes with a little disdain, and they secretly said that this guy's so lofty problem has committed again.

Edwood smiled and shook his head, with a profound expression on his face, and said, "No, it is possible."

Edwood pointed his finger on the Ruman Empire, and then slid down to the Almohad Empire, saying: "The enemy enters the labor division expedition, 500,000 soldiers are their advantage, and they are also weak. The weakness lies in the long supply line behind it. Do you know how much food the 500,000 Legion needs to consume?"

The liches shook their heads at the same time. They really don’t know about UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, but after thinking about it, they also know that this should be a literary figure. In order to hoard enough food and grass for the expedition, the Semites began planning hundreds of years ago. Now it's only close to completion

Edwood straightened his chest and smiled: "I don't know either."

Herod almost spewed out a mouthful of rotten blood, and said with a black face: "I don't know if you said a fart"

Edwood also didn't think he was afraid, and said: "But I know that the food Lorraine hoarded in Almohad is only enough for forty-five children as long as we cut off their supply lines and force them to stagnate. Time, the enemy will take the initiative to retreat

Forced to stop their supply lines for a month, the enemy will completely collapse me... Our ally, Hardu will take advantage of the situation and eliminate Lorraine’s 500,000 troops without a problem.

I think you guys also know that Amor and Hardu are the first players in the world

This will be a glorious victory that will go down in history"

To be continued