A blood moon hangs high in the sky, and the red light in it looks like a pupil. Just one look at it makes people shudder! It's just that this is the world of death, and most of the creatures living here are undead. They don't know what fear is. They were all used to this dark and strange atmosphere, and they had no sense of fear at all. In the dead world, there are basically flat lands, mountains, and rivers. They do not exist in the dead world. What is there are just cage-like basins, and groups of creatures live in the basins. . In the center of the eight basins, there is a kind of castle. The color of this castle is strangely white. If you look closely, you will find that this castle is actually made of bones! The high city wall was dozens of meters long and looked like a copper wall. It was unknown how many biological corpses were needed to build such a majestic castle. On the city wall, lichs wearing armor were patrolling the city wall, with gloomy will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes, looking extremely weird. The so-called lich is the result of a living person sacrificing his body in some way at the moment of death. The body has died during the sacrificial process, but the soul will not leave the body, but will continue to live as a parasite in the body. , just like the living dead. There are many lichs in the world of death, and many creatures will choose this way to continue their lives before death. Over the castle, several huge bone dragons were hovering in the sky. There is no flesh and blood on the bodies of these bone dragons, and it is impossible for their huge skeletons to withstand the wind. However, their miraculous power allows their bodies to withstand gravity, allowing these bone dragons to fly in the sky. On the backs of these bone dragons stand knights wearing heavy armor. No matter what world they are in, dragons are powerful creatures. The dragon knight is synonymous with power! You can see so many powerful creatures just from the outside of the castle. The owner of this castle is absolutely extraordinary! In the world of death, everything is prey to the jungle, if there is no absolute way to save life. There will never be a Raptors crossing the river. Because the more powerful the person is, the more powerful the bait is. It will arouse the prying eyes of others, which also makes it extremely difficult for an offensive and defensive battle between castles to occur. Just above the wilderness. A figure slowly walked towards the castle. This man was wearing a black robe, and the pitch-black robe covered his entire body, making it difficult for outsiders to see clearly what was going on inside the robe. They could only tell that he was a human being. In this man's hand was a cane as black as ink. There is a reddish-brown stone at the tip of the crutch. There are blood-red thin lines in this stone, which look like tendons. This man seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet. He was limping when he walked. It looked as if a gust of wind could make him fall to the ground, but this man walked towards the castle step by step so firmly. "That person is a lich? He said he wants to see me?" In a certain room in the castle, a man in white looked coldly at the lich kneeling in front of him and said, "Oh? I'm Sigela "When did he become a being that others could see if they wanted to?" The lich kneeling in front of Siglas was just a small character patrolling the city wall, but he always had a class. suppress. Everyone knows that meeting Siglas to report this matter is extremely dangerous, so this most dangerous task is handed over to the hands of the least powerful person. The lich was about to lie on the ground to express his loyalty. After hearing Siglas' words, he quickly handed over the so-called token and said: "The lich said. You will see him when you see this crutch. My subordinates thought that This lich knows you, your servant, how dare you intercept it" Seeing the crutch, Siglas looked slightly stunned, then he stretched out his hand and gently took the crutch in his hand. , looked at it carefully. This crutch is just made of ordinary iron ore. What is truly precious is the stone at the tip of the crutch. Blood Soul Stone, as its name suggests, is made of countless souls and blood. The lines on the blood soul stone were formed by countless blood penetrating into the stone. This stone was originally a mortal object, but it turned reddish brown because it was eroded by countless evil spirits. Once the blood soul stone is formed, it has a strong ability to gather will-o'-the-wisps, and its evil aura reaches the sky! Siglas held the crutch in his left hand, and gently stroked the Blood Soul Stone with his right hand. His gentle expression and technique seemed to be stroking his lover. A Blood Soul Stone of this quality would probably never reach this level without tens of thousands of souls being washed! In this world of death, blood is relatively precious. If you want to get this blood soul stone, you may have to kill dozens of tribes to create it! When Siglas thought of this, his heart moved. He calmly put the crutch at his feet and said very gently: "Let the lich come over. It seems that this person?He's really an old friend I haven't seen for many years. " I'm afraid your old friend is not the lich, but this Blood Soul Stone, which is a great help to practice. But the lich kneeling on the ground only dared to think about it in his heart and did not dare to say it out. Ru Mengdu knocked his head to the ground, and the lich fell back on his knees. It was not until he exited the door that the lich dared to stand up, turned around and walked towards the outside of the castle. , the lich in black robes was standing there quietly. Judging from his appearance, he should be looking at the gate of the castle. This gate is also made of bones, and every living thing is. The skulls are the neatest and hardest. This city gate is probably made of countless biological skulls, and there is an outline of a ferocious beast with four eyes as big as a basin. The sharp fangs made this ferocious beast look extremely ferocious. Just as the black-robed lich carefully looked at the city gate and the arrangement of soldiers on the city wall, a figure suddenly appeared on the city wall and shouted: "Lord Siglas." If you have the fate, let this person enter the city! " "Kakkakkak!" Amidst the sound of the gears snapping, a crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the beast on the city gate. Then the crack became larger and larger, and finally turned into a passage that could accommodate a person walking through. The black-robed lich retracted his glance, lowered his head slightly so that no one could see him, and slowly walked into the passage, heading towards the castle. There was a long passage behind the city gate. Countless ferocious beasts are outlined on both sides of this passage, some are giant birds with four wings, and some are exotic beasts with extremely thick arms and small bodies, making this passage look like a picture of a hundred beasts. . Extremely attractive. But this strange sight was not noticed by the black-robed lich. It just lowered its head and walked forward quietly, although it looked a little staggering. Weak and humble, but his eyes are full of confidence, as if anything that dares to stand in front of him will be surpassed. Everyone has a unique temperament: domineering, arrogant, vulgar, decadent But I don't know. Why, I can't feel any temperament on this person, and even if I don't put my eyes on this person, I won't feel the presence of this person! This is an extremely weak sense of existence. As long as the next second, this person will be ignored. And as long as you look away from his face, you will forget this person's appearance in a blink of an eye. This is an extremely strange feeling. The thousands of troops in front of him seemed to be non-existent in his eyes! The black-robed lich walked slowly forward, and it took several dozen minutes for him to enter the castle. The surrounding environment of the castle has suddenly changed. The breath of death is everywhere in the dead world. There are no plants and the entire environment is bare. However, there is a garden in the castle. There are many flowers planted. These flowers are like Venus flytraps magnified countless times, with sharp spikes and round mouthparts. The overall eyes of the flowers are dark red, like the eyes of countless blood that have calmed down. I feel a gloomy feeling from the bottom of my heart. But even so, these plants bring a refreshing feeling to this gloomy space, which makes people feel bright and clear. In the middle of the sea, a thatched house stands quietly in the center. This thatched house looks a bit rough, but if you look closely, you will find that there are no gaps in the thatched house, and no wind or frost can blow in. It feels like a different space. Looking at the sea of ??flowers and the thatched house in the sea of ??flowers, the black-robed lich shuddered slightly, then lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and then slowly moved forward. Walked over. The lich who was responsible for leading the way did not follow, but looked at the black-robed lich with a look of pity. These flowers are called devil flowers, and as the name suggests, these flowers want to survive. It doesn't rely on fertilization, but it needs to be fed with blood! As long as a creature steps into the territory of this demon flower, these demon flowers will show their sharp fangs and swallow people! Of course, the Demonic Flower is a flower after all, and it cannot harm an expert no matter what. However, Siglas, the owner of this castle, loves the Demonic Flower very much. No matter how important his subordinates are, as long as they harm the Demonic Flower, they will be punished. He will be sentenced to death immediately! Because of this, this place has become a forbidden area! The black-robed lich seemed not to know how terrifying the flowers in front of him were, and he still walked forward quietly. Just when the Lich slave thought that the black-robed Lich would die among the countless Demonic Flowers, something shocking happened to him! The moment the black-robed lich stepped into the garden, these demonic flowers trembled, and their proud heads were buried deeply, as if a low-level creature had met a dragon! There was a soft squeaking sound, ?The robed lich walked into the thatched house. What is very inappropriate with the layout of the outside world is that the layout of this thatched house is extremely luxurious, which is of great benefit to cultivation. The floor is made of crystals, stones made of condensed blood evil energy, and countless items that can increase the speed of cultivation. , just filled with small thatched houses! There was only a bed, a table and two stools in this thatched house. There was a teapot and two teacups on the table. At this time, the two teacups had been filled and were placed there quietly. Siglas sat on the stool, gently stroking the Blood Soul Stone with his left hand, his eyes full of doubts. The black-robed Lich did not speak, but quietly walked to the table, sat down and said, "More than five hundred years ago, you once said that you wanted a scepter made of blood soul stone. Then You were still very young at that time and didn't know how many precious things there were in this world. You thought iron ore was a good thing and blood soul stone was the top item in the world. Five hundred years have passed, and I know you don't care anymore. This little iron scepter and this piece of blood soul stone. But I don¡¯t know what else you like, so I can only give you this.¡± Sigrath¡¯s pupils shrank rapidly, and every word of this black-robed lich. The words were like needles piercing Siglas's heart, an impossible name. It immediately appeared in his mind! Siglas's body trembled slightly. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "Brotherbrother, is it you? Aren't you already" "Destroyed in ashes, right?" The black-robed lich looked at the vicissitudes of life. Then he stretched out his hand and gently took off the cloak on his head, revealing a face that was absolutely unfamiliar to Siglas and said: "Originally, I thought I had been wiped out, but I didn't expect that I was still alive. Although I was already Changed my body. But my memory still exists. I am Sighor! "Sighor, just four words, made Siglas' tears fall as if they were broken!" If anyone else sees this scene, they will definitely be shocked. Even the cold and indifferent God of Death who smiles when his favorite concubine is slaughtered will actually shed tears! As one of the four city lords under Hecarim, Siglath has extremely powerful combat power. But the most awe-inspiring thing is that he has no weaknesses! No one cares, no possibility of being threatened! But no one knew that when Siglas first walked out of the small village, he had an older brother. It was his brother who protected the young Siglas, helped Siglas block countless dangers, and finally exchanged his own life for Siglas' survival in an absolutely dangerous battle! From that day on, Siglas's heart was dead. Everything he lived was to live for his brother, to help his brother fulfill his dream! His brother¡¯s name is Sighor! Sighor looked affectionately at his younger brother, Siglas, whom he had not seen for five hundred years. These five hundred years have left almost no traces on Siglas's face, it's just that the boy back then turned into a young man. It sounds a bit absurd, but in five hundred years and countless years, he has only grown into a teenager. Isn't this extremely weird? Taking a deep breath, Sighor said before Siglas could ask himself how he had spent these five hundred years: "Now I have my own master. The master wants to Kill Hecarim. There are nine great lords in the entire dead world, and Hecarim is one of them, and you are one of the four great lords of Hecarim, so I am here." Siglas was ecstatic. His expression suddenly became stiff, and after a long while, Siglas suddenly smiled and said: "Then my dear brother, if I reject you, are you going to kill me here now? ¡± In just an instant, Siglas¡¯s expression changed from ecstasy to calmness. In five hundred years, Siglas has seen countless betrayals and frame-ups! A son kills his father for power, an elder brother kills his younger brother for power, lovers plot against each other So Siglas wanted to know if the lich in front of him was still his brother! Sighor still looked at Siglas kindly, without any hesitation. Sighor gently shook his head and said: "Five hundred years ago, I died in your arms. At that time, I had After finishing everything I wanted to do, just a few days ago, I was awakened from my deep sleep. My master gave me a new body, but my master did not restrict my freedom. My life belongs to me, and I can make all my own decisions, so I am here. I just want to see how you have been doing in the past five hundred years. If you agree to help the master, , then I will naturally be very happy, because we brothers can fight side by side again, but if you reject me, I will not be unhappy at all, because I will be satisfied to see you living well.Yes, it¡¯s just that my life was given by the master. Although I really want to fight side by side with you, how can a man betray his benefactor? So when the master¡¯s army is approaching, I will take my own life and will not help you. " Siglas looked deeply at Sighor in front of him, his eyes full of ridicule, as if he was questioning what Sighor said. But there was only deep kindness in Sighor's eyes. There were no other emotions at all, only calmness. After a long while, Siglas finally said in defeat: "Your master has won, and from today on, he is the master of both of us . ¡± Just like what happened with Siglas and Sighor is going on crazily in the world of death, no matter what kind of strong man he is, he will always have a companion, and no matter how powerful a person is, there will always be the weakest person in his heart. Place. Countless people who have resurrected from the dead are rushing to various places in the dead world. Some of these people tell the truth like Sighor, but more of them are constantly plotting and framing them! After all, they are all people who have died once! , some of them died for their loved ones, but more people were unwilling to die again! Dead Taoists are not dead, they are doing their best to save their lives, these people and Sighuo! Your contract is the same. They are resurrected. If they want to survive, they must rebel against the people they care about. Either live or die. There is no other way to go! Some of them must fight against the people they care about in order to survive! People take action just because they don't want to lose the opportunity to live a new life. Some people commit suicide and don't want to let their brothers make the decision. But no matter what, as long as they survive once, they will definitely choose. Seeing the person he cares about most, countless resurrected people are running around in the world of death, some have been persuaded, some have not. Even the initiator of all this does not know how much power he has in his hands. In a certain corner of the world of death, Xiao Luan, dressed in ragged clothes, looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him with a sad face. What was being refined in this alchemy furnace was not the elixir, but countless souls! For a while, I suddenly had a whim. Since the entire world of death is where souls belong, there must be countless souls. If these souls are refined, will it be possible to resurrect the dead? ? The final result of Xiao Luan was very successful. He captured countless souls into a pill furnace and let them devour each other like poison. In the end, a relatively powerful soul will be formed. This soul is composed of countless souls! Yes, because the soul contains memories, and countless memories collide, which makes this powerful soul become a being without intelligence. Xiao Luan only wants to find the person he wants to control, and then kill this person. If the information is input into it, then the soul with the most memory conflicts with this person will awaken! In other words, Xiao Luan is using countless souls to help others resurrect, using the power of countless souls to gather together, and then resurrect one person's soul! , this is what Xiao Luan has done during this period of time! Xiao Luan used this method to control countless puppets. These puppets have memories of their lives, but their life and death are controlled by Xiao Luan. As long as Xiao Luan's mind moves. , then these puppets will die, so it is absolutely safe. But this method also has shortcomings, that is, the seeds need to be planted when the last soul is left in the alchemy furnace, and then the life and death of this soul can be controlled as long as it is late. If one step is taken, the soul will be wiped out, and countless souls will truly become waste products. This is why Xiao Luan is so miserable. Xiao Luan has not rested for several months, even if it is Xiao Luan. The body is also a little overwhelmed. No one knows when these souls are devouring each other and they can only wait slowly. This was the last furnace. Xiao Luan originally wanted to rest after refining this furnace, but he didn't expect that he was so tired that he actually fell asleep, causing the furnace to become useless. But even so, there are countless souls distributed throughout the fourth level, becoming hidden bombs one after another. As long as Xiao Luan gives an order, these bombs will explode! In fact, Xiao Luan has no expectations for these bombs. After all, those who achieve great things are extremely determined people and will not change their opinions and positions for the sake of their loved ones. Therefore, Xiao Luan can only hope that he can catch some big ones. fish. Siglas is certainly the big fish among these fish, but it is not the biggest one.