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    Inside Ymir's territory, more than a dozen hills with a height of tens of meters are standing there, and undead creatures can be seen constantly appearing under the hills, leaving behind a large amount of undead essence.  ?¡Ö¨R.©î. The rich power of death has almost solidified there. Lin Yun can even feel that the undead have begun to breed inside these dozens of hills. Soon, there will be undead.  Climb out of it, and the starting point will definitely not be low. It is at least an undead of level ten or above, and it is definitely not an undead like a low-level skeleton.  ??Maybe the undead that is bred is a black warrior or the like, a death knight is unlikely, but according to the current trend, it is not impossible to give birth to a high-level undead like a death knight.  Lin Yun was dumbfounded by the dozens of hills tens of meters high, which were made entirely of undead essence Low-level undead creatures may not be able to produce undead essence after being killed.  Undead creatures above level 10 will have a very high probability of leaving undead essence after being killed. Undead creatures above level 20 will definitely leave undead essence after death But a piece of undead essence is just a fingernail.  In terms of size, only for undead creatures above level 30, the essence of the undead will be slightly larger, but there is a limit to how big it can be. The essence of the essence of the undead has become better, but the size will not increase much.  Lin Yun could no longer calculate how many undead essences there were in these hills that were tens of meters high. There were too many. This was already an astronomical number. Conservative estimates suggest that there are tens of billions of undead essences here.  , that is to say, after at least tens of billions of undead creatures died, the essence of the undead was picked up here.  ¨R¡Ôv¡Äv¡Ö¨Q.©Ñ. Furthermore, not every undead creature has its undead essence left behind after death, and the largest number are low-level undead creatures, and not every undead creature dies.  The essence will be picked up by Ymir's men.  In less than a year, the number of undead creatures died here.  It may be hundreds of billions Even if all life in the entire Northrend world has died, it cannot reach this number!  After seeing this kind of scene for the first time, Lin Yun finally understood why it was said to be in the plane of the undead.  A war between two lords cannot be regarded as a war unless billions of undead creatures die When describing the war in the undead plane, Lin Yun once saw an expression, a battle between two undead lords  .  There are billions of undead invested, and the dead souls and bones can be piled up into a mountain peak, and this is just a small battle.  In the world of Northrend, it would at most be equivalent to a fight between two adjacent villages Originally, Lin Yun thought this sentence was mostly meant to be ridiculing, but looking at it now, it is definitely a realism, complete realism, and very  Billions of undead creatures join the war in the plane of the undead.  ¡ÎÍø.©Ò©ë.©ëReally, even if it was a fight between two neighboring villages, it was completely off the table, a fight that even the undead lord himself didn't care much about.  On this battlefield, there are at least dozens of undead lords, and the undead below level 44 are not qualified to be lords here at all. At most, they are the subordinates of a certain powerful lord.  With so many undead lords fighting for this territory that is only a few thousand kilometers away, it is normal for the battle to be fierce, according to speculation.  The battles here are much more brutal than those elsewhere in the plane of the undead.  It has been a long time since there have been dozens of undead lords competing for a territory in the undead plane, and it is still a territory with only a few thousand kilometers. The undead lord here can be any powerful undead lord.  The territory is not that big.  Although the number of undead in the undead plane is too large to be counted, the plane itself is also terrifyingly large, and the territory under each undead lord is terrifyingly large. The wars between these undead lords are purely for the purpose of competing for territory.  But it is the least. Most of the time, wars between undead lords are for other things, their own conflicts, for the fire of the soul, for Anyway, there are various reasons, and wars are started purely to compete for territory.  , this reason is the least.  ¨R¡Í?¨Q.¨w©ì.©àc©îom When we found Ymir, Ymir had just come back from the battlefield, holding a skull with a horn in his hand, and the soul fire inside the skull was still swaying.  , indicating that this undead is not dead yet, and his head was directly twisted off by Ymir.  Ymir held the skull, grinned and sucked on the skull. The soul fire in the skull turned into blue light, and flew out from the two eye sockets of the skull. Ymir had a mouth.  , swallowing up these blue light flakes, the skull is still struggling, and the soul fire is also struggling not to be swallowed up, but it is a pity that it is useless.  &nbspWith only one head left, any struggle is useless. You can only watch the fire of your soul being swallowed up.  As Ymir devoured the soul fire in the skull, the skull, which was originally shining with all its luster, seemed to have experienced millions of years of time decay in just a few seconds.  Dense cracks appeared on the surface of the skull, and its luster completely dissipated. After the last bit of soul fire was swallowed up, the skull suddenly shattered into a pile of fragments, like rotten bones that were suddenly dug out.  It fell to the ground, saw the sun, and shattered easily when it came into contact with the air.  The fragments fell to the ground and turned into a pile of ashes with a snap. Ymir grinned and dug out an irregular-shaped piece of undead essence from the ashes, and threw it to a hill not far away.  ¡Ô¨R¡Ô¡Ý¡Ù¡Ý.©ã©Ó. After doing this, Ymir discovered Lin Yun walking slowly from a distance. His short body suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and he appeared next to Lin Yun almost instantly.  "Oh, Bodie, my dearest friend, hey, that seems to be what he said, forget it, Bodie, I haven't seen you for a long time, come on, come and see my masterpiece." said,  Ymir pulled Lin Yun forward and ran forward. Lin Yun thought that Ymir was going to show him the dozens of hills purely made of undead essence. Who knew that Ymir had bypassed the dozen hills?  Came to the back of the hill.  Behind the hill, bone cages are piled up one after another, forming a cage hill more than ten meters high. Each bone cage contains a bunch of living mourning birds.  When these mourning birds saw Ymir¡¯s appearance, they began to scream as if their nest was exploding, and made their final declaration in terror.  Ymir grinned and stretched out a hand, his tone still filled with unforgettable hatred.  "These damn birds must die, the mourning birds must die, they must die" As he said that, a flame burst out from Ymir's arm, and the flames curled up and enveloped all the bone cages, red.  The flames roared and roared, and the flames enveloped all the mourning birds. A shrill and unpleasant scream sounded in the flames. All the mourning birds were struggling painfully, but they could not escape.  In the end, each one was burned alive by the flames, and burned into ashes and scattered from the gaps in the bone cage Lin Yun stared at this scene blankly, completely speechless.  These bone cages were at least released by heaven-level skeleton mage. I don¡¯t know where Ymir found such a heaven-level skeleton mage to release so many bone cages.  These cages don't look very strong. Any undead above level 40 can easily break them open, but they will never be burned by the flames released by Ymir. There are some faint traces of blackening on these bone cages, and  The thick layer of ashes scattered on the ground is enough to show how many mourning birds Ymir has burned to death here during this time.  This guy's hatred for mourning birds has really been engraved into his soul. The power of the flames released just now is at most a third-level spell. It just covers a larger range and becomes a continuous spell. If it were replaced  Calculated in terms of a mage's magic power, the magic power consumed by Ymir's release of flames just now is definitely enough to release a sixth-level spell, and it is also a sixth-level spell that consumes a relatively large amount of magic power.  It was really a magic weapon used to kill chickens Ymir danced and watched the mourning birds being burned to ashes, pulling Lin Yun to watch together, like a bragging brat pulling his companions to watch how he would take revenge on the enemy.  ¡¯s Lin Yun really didn¡¯t know what to say "Ymir, the flame you mastered is quite good. Yes, there is progress. Keep up the good work" "Hey, Bodie, I knew you could definitely do it.  Seeing my progress, I can now burn these damn damn mourning birds to death. You don¡¯t know, I have tried it many times. I couldn¡¯t burn it directly to ashes before. It took me many practices to do it.  "" Yimir kept chattering to Lin Yun for more than ten minutes, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and pulled Lin Yun to a hill made of undead essence.  "Baudi, look, this is the gift I prepared for you. I have been preparing it for a long time. If you like this, then I will prepare these for you. It's just too little. I originally planned to prepare a bigger gift for you.  Yes, since you are here now, I will give it to you first, and then I will prepare a big one for you" Lin Yun looked at Ymir who was in high spirits. Although he was already at level 47, he still looked like a dwarf corpse.  The appearance of the ghost looks very ugly, but its wisdom has improved a bit, but if it were placed in the world of Northrend, this wisdom would be the same asThe class is on the same level.  However, Lin Yun sighed, what a simple guy, even a ghoul, but a very simple ghoul. In Ymir's heart, there is probably no distinction between evil and good, but who is right?  He will be kind to anyone who is good to him. This is the simplest value.  Lin Yun looked at Ymir in a daze. It wasn't until Ymir pulled him that Lin Yun came back to his senses.  (To be continued.)
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