Skeleton Magician No. 471. Where did you come from?

This mountain range does not look like it is naturally formed at first glance. Although there are serious weathering marks on the whole, it can still be seen from time to time. A very long time ago, the top of the mountain range was almost flat. Such a flat peak seemed to be squeezed out.[]

The height is about 2,000 meters, which is extremely steep. The closer to the top, the more inclined the angle. The distance of the last few hundred meters is almost vertically upward.

As he flew closer, Gris observed more and more, and his mind directly passed through the mountains and directly observed the rear of the mountains.

When his thoughts enveloped a small part of the mountain range and could probably see the overall shape, Gris suddenly realized that this mountain range was indeed not naturally formed.

The two ends of the mountain range extend left and right, circle around a huge circle, and re-enter the other side. This mountain range turns out to be a huge crater.

From the outside, the mountain range is only about 2,000 meters high, but the inside part extends downward, within the range Gris has seen now, it is more than 4,000 meters away from the top of the mountain. According to the shape of the crater, the most central position should be the deepest. Estimated by the current slope, the most central position may be tens of thousands of meters away from the ground.

The diameter of the entire crater light is 5,000 or 6,000 kilometers and a depth of tens of thousands of meters. What kind of impact is it that it is possible to knock out such a terrible pit?

Just thinking about this problem, Gris shuddered and a chill surged into his heart.

According to his personality who never likes to take risks, he must have turned around and ran away at this time. He was not interested in understanding how this big pit was formed and what happened at the beginning. But now, what summoned him was a terrifying idea that even Samolson feared him, and Gris had no choice.

He could only fly forward with his teeth and scan the situation inside the crater and try his best to analyze what was beneficial to him.

Slowly, Gris crossed the ridge of the crater and officially entered the interior of the crater.

Looking around, in the area covered by the entire crater, there are countless bodies filled with countless bodies, including bones that completely rotted to only one skeleton, and fresh imitation of the same corpse that fell asleep, and some rotten corpses that were half-decayed and evil. These bodies stacked one by one, flattening the entire pit.

On this plain made of bodies, countless undead creatures are wandering on it. Some of these undead creatures are very vivid, and some even have clothes, armor, fur, etc. from their bodies.

Gris only saw such a fresh body when he passed away from the tide of rebirth. In the moment, Gris finally understood where this place was. This is the sea of ​​rebirth and the origin of the tide of rebirth.

While thinking, the soul of the undead dragon under his feet suddenly whimpered, and his body fell down almost uncontrollably.

If you fall at this height, ordinary tin zombies or golden skeletons should be fine, but the body size of the undead dragon will definitely fall apart.

He followed two steps and reached out to explore, directly lifted the leg toes of the Immortal Dragon, hit it with a gravity technique, and then slowly descended to the ground.

The soul of the Immortal Dragon was trembling, as if he had seen something terrible, and it had only slowed down to the ground.

"What happened?" After landing on the ground, Gris's soul swept around and asked in confusion.

"Hard...fear..." The undead corpse dragon replied, and the soul had not yet recovered from the fright.

"What are you afraid of?" Gris was very confused. He could not see anything worth fearing. The undead dragon was suddenly frightened as it was frightened. At the moment when it was scared, Gris did not notice any special changes. What was it afraid of?

"I felt a very terrifying existence inside. When I sensed it, I felt like I was about to die. I could not control my body at all and was afraid..." The undead corpse dragon responded in panic.

A terrible existence? Gris's thought extends to the center of the Crater, but he feels nothing, including the terrifying thought that summons him.

The scene that the terrifying thought bet on him ended up outside the Circular Mountain and did not guide him into the interior of the Circular Mountain. Does it mean that he was waiting outside the Circular Mountain?

He patted the corpse dragon and signaled it to follow. Then, Gris turned around and flew back and forth to the ridge of the Circular Mountain before falling down.

The impact-formed ridges have become rugged after years of weathering, and some places have even been weathered and collapsed, breaking out a rift deep to the foot of the mountain. From these rifts, you can directly enter the interior of the rifts without flying or climbing.

Gris stayed on the ridge, his mind covering the hundreds of square kilometers at the center of his location. He kept all the changes in this range one by one.

On the plains of the piles of bodies, undead creatures wandered around. When they met each other, they did not engage in unnecessary fighting. They chased the scattered soul fires floating at the height of their chests, capturing and swallowing them.

The entire plain is filled with a rich breath of death, which emanates from the corpse and permeates every corner. These breaths of death are rich, and finally gathers into soul fires.

The soul fire instinctively avoided the pursuit of the undead creatures, searched for a suitable body, and then plunged in, and a new undead creature was born.

Every moment, new undead creatures are constantly born, and the number is increasing.

At the same time, Gris also noticed that outside the range that his mind could not cover, there were a large number of undead creatures gathering in the direction where he was. In just one or two days, the number of undead creatures within the range he saw was a little overcrowded.

On the originally sparse platform, more and more undead creatures gathered here, crowded with each other. When more undead creatures could no longer be squeezed out within the range of the entire eye, these undead creatures rushed out in the gaps in the rift valley like floods, turning into torrents, flowing into distant places.

Once every three years, the torrent of rebirth came to Gris' heart. After careful calculation, it has been more than three years since the last rebirth tide. The time of the world of death is not very accurate, and it is only about three years.

This is the birthplace of the tide of rebirth, so where does the bodies here come from?

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