Divine Civilization

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sleeping place.

On the vast wasteland of bones, the black aura of undead permeates everywhere, as thin as mist. There were continuous whimpering and piercing screams coming from the gap in the damaged Kingdom of God, as sharp as a ghost crying.

Skeleton warriors awakened from their bones, and skeleton attendants wandered aimlessly in the wilderness. Occasionally, a skeleton knight riding a skeleton warhorse kicked past, sending out hollow echoes.

Dilapidated and desolate.

In the center of the sleeping place, on the throne of bones made of countless bones, the Lord of the Undead, dressed in black and with a pale face, was sleeping quietly.

The majestic power slowly rises and falls with his breath, like a tide.

Under the throne, a huge alien bone dragon with bones as white as jade crouched on the ground, quietly guarding the people on the throne.

It seems that it has been here since ancient times.

Suddenly.

The light of the teleportation array lit up, and a figure in a black hooded robe hurried out from it. Under the cover of the pervasive black mist, his thin chin was ashen-white as a dead man, making people panic.

"Lord Morris."

The person who came hurriedly walked up to the lying bone dragon, bowed deeply to it, and said in a very respectful tone, "I have something important to report to my lord, can you please wake up my lord."

After the words fell, the huge bone dragon suddenly moved.

Amidst the slight rubbing sound of joints, the bone dragon's huge head slowly lifted up, and its extremely deep eyes shot straight at him.

In the eye sockets, two clusters of soul fires were burning faintly, exuding a chilly air.

The black robe's heart felt cold, and his head lowered unconsciously.

Don't look at the unobtrusive person in front of him, who never even leaves the Lord of the Undead, but he is very clear that the one in front of him was a mutant dragon known for his fierce fighting power when he was alive, and he followed the Lord of the Undead to fight in the north and south. I don't know how many years.

After the death in battle, the undead lord was heartbroken, and spent countless precious materials to refine it into a bone dragon with his own hands. His combat power increased instead of decreasing, and he directly reached level 9 demigod.

His less than legendary strength is simply not enough to look at in front of this person.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, the voice of the demigod bone dragon Morris rang out accompanied by a deep dragon chant.

"Officer Nelson of the Principality of Saint Violet?"

"Yes." Officiant Nelson quickly bowed his head.

"The master has an order. It is not a matter of life and death, so he must not be awakened."

The demigod bone dragon Morris raised its dragon head high, and its majestic power pressed towards him relentlessly like a mountain and sea, and said in a stern tone, "Maybe you will bear the consequences?"

Officiant Nelson was so frightened that his knees gave way, and he knelt down with a "plop".

However, even so, he still gritted his teeth and said tremblingly: "Yes. Yes. Please Lord Morris wake up my lord."

The demigod bone dragon Morris looked at him with deep eyes, and after a long while, he slowly retracted his gaze, raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon chant.

In an instant, the dense black mist in the air violently rolled up, and the rolling power suddenly spread with the high-pitched dragon chant, and the atmosphere of the entire sleeping place seemed to undergo a subtle change in an instant.

Suddenly.

A long sigh came from the throne.

Nelson looked up subconsciously, and saw the sleeping god on the throne of bones slowly opened his eyes.

From the outside, he is not much different from human beings, however, his deep eyes seem to hide an endless abyss, bottomless.

That feeling, like facing death directly, makes people feel horrible.

Priest Nelson quickly withdrew his gaze and prostrated himself on the ground in fear: "Great Lord of the Undead, your loyal servant, Priest Nelson Kane of the Principality of Saint Violet, pay homage to our Lord."

"What's up?"

The Undead Lord lowered his eyes, and there was a bit of suppressed anger on his pale face.

Nelson knew that the Lord was hunted down by the eight-winged holy angel under the God of Light before. Not only was his godhead shattered, but his soul was also greatly damaged, and he needed to sleep for a long time to recover slowly. If the things he reported were not that important, he might not be able to get out of the sleeping place alive today.

However, even so, the priest Nelson still bite the bullet and said: "My lord, the plan implemented in the Holy Violet Principality has failed."

"Trash!" The Lord of the Undead's complexion suddenly sank, and his voice was full of murderous intent, "You woke me up just for this little thing?"

Next to him, Morris, the demigod bone dragon, also felt the anger of the Lord of the Undead, and slowly got up from the ground. The ferocious dragon's mouth opened slightly, and a group of thick and shocking death air slowly condensed in it.

As long as the undead lord gives an order, it will do it immediately.

"No, it's not!"

Priest Nelson sensed the danger, and the speed of his speech suddenly increased: "It's the God of Light! The God of Light is back!"

"What?"

The undead lord's breath stagnates.

Priest Nelson seized the opportunity and continued quickly: "My subordinates are sure that it is the God of Light who destroyed my plan. After I realized something was wrong, I specially sent someone to investigate, and it took several sacrifices to get the exact news. The monster clan is under its command, and in the last few battles, some people have summoned angels..."

The God of Light has disappeared for so many years, claiming that he has received the favor of the God of Light, and there are endless people who want to recruit believers under the banner of the God of Light. At first, some people would believe it, but now, most people have heard similar news. The first reaction is doubt.

Nelson is no exception.

However, this time, the situation completely exceeded his expectations.

He prostrated himself on the ground, trembling, and recounted the news he had received in detail. The more he spoke, the more dry his voice became: "The great Lord, the God of Light, He has really returned."

"That old bastard...isn't he really dead?!"

The shocking news hit the Undead Lord's head with a "boom" like a meteor. The mind of the undead lord was almost blank for a moment, and a rare look of bewilderment appeared on his majestic and indifferent face.

"This is impossible!"

The demigod bone dragon Morris was also stunned by the news, and immediately stood up from the ground.

At this moment, it no longer had the coldness it had at the beginning. Instead, it seemed to be stimulated. The high-pitched dragon roar carried the trembling and fear that seemed to be imprinted in the soul.

It took a long while before it came to its senses, bent its neck and looked down at Nelson, and said in a serious tone, "Please tell me all the news again."

Officiant Nelson was drenched in cold sweat, but still bit the bullet and recounted all the information he had collected.

He knew in his heart that if there were any problems with his analysis and news, the demigod bone dragon in front of him would definitely kill him to vent his anger without hesitation.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation before, collected almost all the information he could collect, and tried his best to confirm most of the information, and he was sure that the information was true, so he dared to come to the Kingdom of God Awaken the Lord of the Dead.

Morris stared at him and told all the news over and over again, but couldn't find any loopholes, so he reluctantly believed that the God of Light was really not dead, and he returned to the Light Plane.

"The God of Light! It's the God of Light again! Why is He still haunted?!" It angrily stomped the bones under its feet to pieces, but the slightly trembling soul fire revealed the uneasiness and uneasiness in its heart .

It was killed for the first time by the Bright Knights of the Holy See. Later, the Sleeping Land was bloodbathed by the angel army, and even the fire of its soul was almost shattered. There are still several huge wounds on the bones that have not healed. As soon as the God of Light was mentioned, new hatred and old hatred rushed into his heart, making it impossible for him to calm down.

Unknowingly, shocking coercion spread from it wave after wave, and the souls of the entire Sleeping Land were terrified by this terrifying coercion.

Priest Nelson, who was kneeling in front of it, had a numb scalp and pressed his forehead to the ground, wishing that he could really disappear into the shadows.

"Morris, calm down."

At this time, the voice of the Undead Lord came from the throne of bones.

These words were like a basin of cold water under the head and feet. The demigod bone dragon Morris's overheated mind finally calmed down a little because of the return of the God of Light.

It managed to restrain itself and lay down again, however, the violently beating soul fire revealed the unrest in its heart.

Compared with the irritable Morris, the mood of the Undead Lord is relatively calmer.

To be able to rely on his own strength to ignite a divine fire in the light plane occupied by light, and succeed in becoming a god, he has never relied on not only his strong strength, but also his calm, meticulous thinking and heinously cautious layout. Even if there is a slight mistake, it is impossible for him to become a god under the eyes of the God of Light.

At this moment, there is only one thing on his mind.

Fight, or flee?

In the past, he would never have thought of confronting the God of Light. However, now that the God of Light has returned from a serious injury, even if he is not dead, he will definitely be at his weakest. This is an excellent opportunity for him.

If he works hard, if he succeeds, he can not only restore his strength, but also take over the Kingdom of the God of Light. From then on, the upright and bright become the supreme and only god of the plane of light, with divine power in his hands.

However, as far as he knew, the old guy of the God of Light was quite evil, and he always had a way to make the impossible possible.

Wasn't the first generation of Seagod stronger than him in terms of combat power? No matter who it was, judging by the situation at the time, they felt that it was impossible for Sea God to lose.

In the end, Sea God lost.

Wasn't the elf god back then not strong? As a result, the elf god also lost.

Is it really possible for me to win?

Once he fails, he may not even have the chance to live like he is now. Maybe even the bones will be refined into artifacts and become an insignificant embellishment on the glorious crown of the God of Light.

His pale fingers slowly stroked the armrest of the Throne of Skeletons, and his brows were tightly wrinkled due to the intense psychological struggle.

The atmosphere was silent and depressing.

Officiant Nelson was so nervous that he didn't even dare to speak out, wishing he could be like an undead without breathing.

Suddenly.

In the dark, a link of belief suddenly broke.

"what happened?!"

The undead Lord who was in deep thought suddenly woke up, and his face changed suddenly.

This feeling, it is clear that the statue he left on the light plane to collect the power of faith was destroyed!

This is already the second!

He left a total of six god statues on the plane of light, each of which was made successfully by him spending a lot of precious materials and divine power, and it was the foundation of his survival. Now that his godhead is shattered and his realm has fallen, without these god statues made through special techniques to establish a belief connection and continuously collect divine power for him, it would be foolish for him to rekindle the divine fire.

Under normal circumstances, the divine power he stored in the idol is definitely enough to deal with various situations. Without extreme strength, it is impossible to destroy the idol without him noticing.

"Check, we must check it out!"

Enraged, he immediately prepared to convey the oracle through the other four statues, letting them find out the truth.

However, just as he established a connection with the god statues and was about to convey the oracle, the second statue, the third statue... the remaining four statues were destroyed one after another as if they were lined up. The link of divine power was broken, and the backlash caused by the destruction of distraction caused his soul to constrict, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant.

"Master, are you okay?"

The demigod Morris was startled.

Officiant Nelson turned pale with fright: "My, my lord..."

However, the undead lord froze on the throne of bones, his face pale as if he hadn't heard their words at all.

Unlike the first time, this time, he clearly felt the power to destroy the statue.

The power is so vast, so powerful, so divine, and so damn familiar!

"Light, Ming, God!"

The Lord of the Undead gritted his teeth and paused every word, every word seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.

As smart as he is, he can guess what happened without even thinking about it carefully. It must be that old bastard of the God of Light somehow discovered his stronghold in the Light Plane, and quietly took over all the strongholds in one pot.

As for why the god statues were destroyed in a centralized manner, I am afraid it was also the old bastard's scheme, and he was afraid that he would react and cause other accidents.

That old bastard was indeed as cunning as ever.

Fortunately, I was still hesitating and didn't really fight him, otherwise...

"Master, could it be that the old bastard of the God of Light is already eyeing you?!" The demigod bone dragon Morris reacted abruptly, his tone becoming more tense.

Although it still doesn't know exactly what happened, it is obvious that the master's mouthful of blood just now has something to do with the God of Light.

Priest Nelson was even more frightened, his hands and feet were trembling with nervousness: "My lord, it's hard, is it that the God of Light is calling? Then what shall we do?"

"Withdraw! Give up the plane of light immediately!" The undead lord's tone was firm.

"But, without the Light Plane, what will happen to your injury?" the demigod bone dragon Morris asked anxiously.

"I don't care about that much anymore. The old bastard of the God of Light will either not make a move, and if he does, it will definitely be a thunderbolt. If you move a little slower, I'm afraid I won't be able to get away."

The undead lord's expression was very ugly, obviously remembering the bad things in the past. However, even so, he still thought clearly without any hesitation.

As for what to do after leaving the Light Plane, that can only be discussed later.

While speaking, his mind moved slightly, and the powerful power of the undead surged out, and he raised his hand to cut off the connection with the light plane.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the God of Light, he had already moved the sleeping place to the void far, far away from the Light Plane. As long as the space connection between the two is cut off, the old bastard of the God of Light will not be able to find him in a short time. And this time was enough for him to transfer again.

However, at the moment when the undead lord was about to make a move, the priest Nelson suddenly reacted and said hastily: "My lord, I know a different plane, and there was a space channel between it and the light plane more than ten years ago. .”

The undead lord paused: "Continue."

Priest Nelson took a breath and spoke quickly: "It is said that the alien plane somehow opened up the space channel between the light plane and the light plane more than ten years ago. It once tried to invade the light plane, but failed in the end. Even the space channel They were all destroyed by the heirs of the Holy Violet Principality at that time."

This is actually the news he was going to use to save his life. It means that in case the Lord of the Undead wants to investigate the failure of his plan or fails to report the news of the God of Light's return in time, he can save his life by telling this news, but he did not expect to be in such a situation. The situation is used.

He quickly said what he learned, and then added: "I found a few people who participated in that battle, and learned that the indigenous population of that alien plane is large, and the soul power is weak, which is very suitable for us to spread the faith. .We can totally go there."

"Okay. Let's go to that alien plane."

The undead lord made a decisive decision immediately.

He is confident in his own strength. A foreign plane that cannot even be taken down by an ordinary principality, even if there are strong ones, his strength must be limited, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

It's a pity that no matter how clever the Lord of the Undead was, he never expected that the God of Light had already changed. Even if he doesn't leave, nothing will happen in a short time. On the contrary, he withdrew directly under the eyes of the God of Light.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.

The undead lord will not have a second chance to choose.

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