Feng Qinglang quietly pulled out the spear on the ground and threw it. The spear immediately shot towards the throat of one of the necromancers. As if there was an invisible layer of armor protecting the body, the spear reached an inch in front of the necromancer's throat and was no longer there.

It's hard to make any progress, so it's frozen in the void.

"Rebels, stop resisting in vain. The ultimate ritual can change all the rules."

Beatrice, who had already closed her eyes, was breathing rapidly again as she watched the fragrance of the jade die disappear. Feng Qinglang was horrified, knowing that the ultimate undead ritual was also affecting Utanella. For a moment, she didn't know how to let this "miracle"

"Go on, it's better to end Utanella's life with your own hands, lest she become an ignorant walking corpse...

He wanted to fight again, but the voice of the undead hymn suddenly became louder and turned into an endless wave, completely submerging them. The whole world continued to become blurred, and then returned to clarity.

The same scenery seems familiar, but yet feels extremely strange.

Until... the whole world trembled with a bang, as if it was about to be destroyed. A familiar sculpture stood in front of us. It was a huge sculpture of De Allen. Not far away in front of us was De Allen himself, with his back against the sculpture.

, holding a silver-gray scale in his hand, looking ahead melancholy.

Feng Qinglang was most familiar with this scene. It was the existence at the deepest level of his spiritual sea.

It's just that this time, it's different from any previous meeting.

Di Allen's eyes moved and moved to Feng Qinglang's face, staring deeply.

Feng Qinglang blinked hard, thinking it was just an illusion. Unexpectedly, the corners of Di Allen's mouth turned up slightly, showing a friendly smile, and said: "Oh, I finally woke up..."

Feng Qinglang had imagined many times what kind of situation it would be like if De Allen awakened, but he never expected that it would be in such a special situation...

He tentatively asked: "Ancestor Allen?"

De Allen smiled and said: "Sunny, right? I have no intention of peeking into your memory world, but I am in the depths of your soul, so I can directly understand your life." It was that magnetic voice,

After Dong Ditian's memory vortex, Feng Qinglang heard it for the second time.

Feng Qinglang thought of the number one person in front of her who had been proud for thousands of years, and immediately asked for help: "Ancestor Allen, I'm in trouble, please help me."

"The number of times I can awaken is very small, and the time each time is also very short." De Allen's smile was filled with sadness, "So, don't ask questions for the time being. I will tell you some important information first."

Although Feng Qinglang was very anxious, she could only nod silently.

"Demon bloodline refers to those who have the ability to awaken a special bloodline among the descendants of my bloodline. Once they become undead, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary high-level undead demons. To put it most intuitively, those with demonic bloodline, in the spiritual sea world,

I will appear."

"I saw the names of several descendants from the world of your memory. They are all victims of the devil's bloodline..." Di Allen's face showed deep sadness and sorrow. "In fact, throughout their lives, they have been

They can only see me but cannot communicate. Maybe they have thought of many ways to wake me up, but they are definitely all in vain..."

"Because only the blood of the undead can awaken the spiritual mark I left behind."

Feng Qinglang couldn't suppress the tremors all over her body, and said in a trembling voice: "You mean..."

"Yes, Qinglang, you are already a high-level undead demon. At the moment when your life form transformed, the spiritual imprint I left behind also awakened and became the me you see now."

"Don't worry outside, no one can enslave you. If they do try to enslave you by force, they will all reach the silver boiling point early."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but interrupt again and asked: "That girl..."

"She is very talented, but whether she can be transformed into a high-level undead depends on luck. I can't answer you.

"I don't have much time to wake up this time, Qinglang, please listen to me continue." De Allen's tone quickened a bit, "The silver-gray scale in my hand has had many names in the history of the undead, such as,

As you know, the Holy Coffin of Fali has not changed its form since the time of Dong Di Tian. That is because Dong Di Tian tampered with it to leave an extra escape route for himself.

Later, he did use this escape route. In order to resurrect Feng Yaling, I also had to resurrect him.

However, even he did not expect that the reason why this undead artifact, its creator, the first undead born in this world, created it was to resurrect him in the future.

It’s just that since ancient times, for countless years, no one has been able to meet such harsh conditions until I appeared..."

Speaking of this, strong sadness flashed through De Allen's eyes again, and Feng Qinglang was also shocked. On the elf altar, De Allen was actually going to resurrect, not just Feng Yaling, but three people.

What kind of power did De Allen have at his peak...

De Allen's voice only paused for a moment before continuing: "When I paid a huge price and finally completed the resurrection ceremony, I realized that a big mistake had been made and it was irreversible.

But I can still delay the arrival of this time as much as possible

If resurrection is a door, I am the key

If I no longer exist, even if the door has appeared, it still cannot be opened as long as there is no key.

So, I want to choose to end my life

However, the problem arises again. The key to life may be passed on to my descendants. Therefore, I made an agreement with Witch Sheila, hoping that her research association can help me and serve as a third-party force to always supervise.

my descendants

Unfortunately, this day has finally come...

You have still become the key, and they will all return again. The first undead in the world will continue his unfulfilled wish and completely turn the world into a land of the undead..."

Feng Qinglang saw Di Allen's face full of loneliness, and his voice gradually became smaller, and he couldn't help but said: "Do you mean that as long as I end my life, I can prevent all this from happening? Ancestor Allen, I can explain in advance that I

Far from such a high level of ideological consciousness.”

Allen couldn't help but smile and said: "Even if you have it, it won't help. The key is just a metaphor. I can make another metaphor. Life and death are opposite each other across the bank. Time and space are rivers. They have left the other side of death and boarded the boat.

The key to life is like a lighthouse, allowing them to see the channel clearly, pass through the rapids of time and space, and return to this shore of life."

His smile gradually became bitter: "In the later period of my life, most of my power was used to cover up the light of the lighthouse. And you, Sunny, the power is too far apart, you can't cover it up, so the light is leading the dead
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