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The Black Dragon was shocked. It was the first time he heard the Stone of Rest, but the legend of the Dragon Island had been circulating in the human world for thousands of years. Almost every human being knew the existence of the Dragon Island. Of course, he, who has the memory of Arroyo, also knew it.

According to legend, the Dragon Island is the birthplace of the Dragon Clan. All female dragons that are about to be produced will fly back to the Dragon Island no matter where the territory is or how far the road is.

All the young dragons live on the Dragon Island during the 500-year-old period, until their parents pick them up, otherwise they will stay until they become adults before leaving the Dragon Island alone.

Dragon Island is the holy land in the hearts of all dragons. It is the territory of the Dragon Emperor. In addition to the Dragon Emperor, there are also two to three high-level dragons living in it, responsible for taking care of and protecting the young dragons.

The dragon is an introverted creature. It offends any giant dragon's territory. Except for the giant dragon in this territory, no other giant dragon will interfere. Even if it is killed, as long as the dragon's corpse is not peeled off and cramped, it will not attract revenge from the dragon clan.

But the Dragon Island is different. If you dare to offend Dragon Island, you will definitely attract siege from all the dragons in the world.

The black dragon stared at the prophet blankly, and his expression seemed to be looking at a fool.

The prophet twisted his figure a little unnaturally by the black dragon's eyes, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"The Dragon Island is not easier to mess with than here." Heilong said seriously, turned around and jumped to the bottom of the cliff with Hei Ya and Hei Er.

"Please wait..." The prophet didn't expect the Black Dragon to turn around so simply and leave, and shouted a little anxiously.

Scott also slowly rose up, and his posture kept floating towards the bottom of the cliff.

"The Dragon Island is no longer the same as before. There has been no new dragon in the past thousand years. Now there is only an old dragon emperor left in Dragon Island. With your strength..."

The prophet's anxious voice sounded in the hearts of Heilong and others, but at this point, Heilong and others had already landed at the bottom of the cliff and disappeared into the entrance of the Dead Cave.

The following words were not allowed to be said, and Black Dragon and others could not hear them. The undead who claimed to be a prophet twisted unnaturally. He didn't understand why Black Dragon suddenly turned around and left so simply, and didn't even give him a chance to speak.

After standing for a while, the prophet's figure suddenly changed and quickly turned into a translucent dragon form. It turned out that he was not only a dead soul, but also a dragon soul.

The dragon undead looked down at the cliff a little unwillingly, then slowly turned around and flew into the depths of the cemetery.

"Black Dragon."

Scott stopped the Black Dragon who was walking into the cave and asked, "Do you believe his words?"

"Believe." Heilongtou responded without looking back.

He felt that the prophet did not lie. Intellectual life such as humans communicate through language. It is easy to make fakes with expressions and body language, but undead creatures communicate directly through souls. For example, Scott now directly conveys the meaning to the black dragon's heart, and it is difficult to fabricate facts.

Although the prophet did not lie, the black dragon felt that he had concealed something.

"What are your plans?" Scott asked.

“What are the plans?”

Heilong stopped, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Ignore him."

"Oh?" Scott was a little puzzled. Black Dragon really wanted to enter the Dragon Clan cemetery. Since the prophet was not lying, why didn't Black Dragon pay attention to him?

"Why?" After hesitating, Scott finally asked.

"The danger is too great. Whether it is the Dragon Clan Cemetery or the Dragon Island, it is a very dangerous place. I don't want my children to take risks." Heilong responded.

Scott couldn't understand even more: "Since you don't want your children to take risks, why did you insist on entering the Dragon Clan cemetery before?"

"I didn't know at first, but now I know."

At first, Black Dragon did not understand the strength of the Dragon Clan cemetery. Although Svengol exaggeratedly described the danger of the Dragon Clan cemetery, he had never been there in person, so he naturally could not convince Black Dragon. However, after seeing the strength of the Dragon Clan cemetery in person, Black Dragon completely gave up the idea of ​​going deep into the cemetery.

"Even if you don't know, you will have a rough understanding. At least you know the powerful ideas that can be felt, but why do you still have to persist?" Scott asked.

Scott was acting a little weird at this moment, with the meaning of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

The dull black dragon did not feel Scott's weirdness, and thought about it before saying truthfully: "I entered the Dragon Clan cemetery to dig the skeletons of those giant dragons and then resurrected as my companion to enhance my strength.

"But their strength is beyond my imagination. Whether it is the Dragon Clan Cemetery or the Dragon Island, they must risk the entire army being wiped out. It would be more than worth the loss to be so tough. It would be better to find other ways to enhance their strength."

The entire army was wiped out, and the gain was not worth the loss. Now the Black Dragon's vocabulary is becoming richer and his expression ability is becoming stronger and stronger.

"You mean that the danger is too great, but the benefits are too small, it is not worth taking risks, right?" Scott analyzed the Black Dragon's words and finally asked.

"Yes." Black Dragon nodded.

Scott was satisfied with this answer and nodded in praise.

The black dragon is growing up. From the little skeleton who knew nothing at the beginning, to the leader who knows how to calculate the gains and losses of benefits now, he has become more and more mature.

Back in the depths of the cave, Scott waved to the darkness, and a dead soul emerged from the shadows of the rocks, holding a bead in his hands and floating in front of Scott.

Scott waved his hand, and the beads held in the undead's hand flew up and moved to the black dragon.

"This angel is for you," Scott said.

"Angel?"

The black dragon looked at the bead in front of him in confusion, and suddenly remembered that this was the bead formed after he used the dark hexagram to seal the angel in Rasy's body when he first met Scott.

"Give it to me?" Black Dragon looked at Scott in confusion and asked, "Why?"

This bead of sealing the angel has been in Scott's hands for a long time. Why didn't you give it to it at first, but now it's just given it? For no reason, Black Dragon is a little confused.

"Because this angel only works in your hands." After a pause, Scott continued, "Do you know what the soul of mourning is?"

There was a slight sound of the collars rubbing against each other, and two figures leaned over at the edge of the cave, and one of them asked, "What is the soul of mourning?"

It turned out to be Svengol and Lot Mercedes-Benz.

Neither of them had a rest, but there were no tables and chairs in the hole. It was more comfortable to chat on the stone wall than sitting cross-legged on the ground. When Black Dragon and others first came in, they didn't make a sound, just didn't want to disturb each other's conversation. Now when they heard Scott's words, they couldn't help but ask.

The soul of mourning is a purple soul heart, which has a stronger power than the heart of ordinary souls, but according to Scott's meaning, the soul of mourning seems to have hidden some secrets.

"The holy religion has the supreme god, the god of arbitration, the god of justice..."

Scott said slowly, but as soon as he spoke, Svengol couldn't help but interrupt him: "Holy Church?"

Svengol and Lot Benz looked at each other, "The Supreme God, the God of Arbitration, aren't these gods of the Church of Light? How could they be related to the Holy Church?

It was Scott's turn to be surprised: "Is there no holy religion in human society now?"

Svengol frowned and said, "I have never heard of the name of Holy Church, but the gods you mentioned are now the main gods of the Church of Light."

"Oh." Scott suddenly realized: "Maybe it's changed its name, after all, the battle between life and death has been 13,000 years."

"A battle of life and death?"

Svengol, Lot Benz and Black Dragon all the time moved in their hearts.

Scott bowed slightly and said, "Sorry, in fact, what you see in the undead epic is not complete. I have hidden a lot of things from you."

Speaking of this, he waved his hand, interrupting Svengol, who was about to ask, and said, "Please let me tell you one by one."

More than 13,000 years ago, there were two continents in the world. On one of them, the undead creatures built a great empire.

The undead creatures at that time were the most powerful race in the world. Humans, elves, dwarves, dragons and other undead creatures of different forms lived in them. They were immortal and never tired, and created a splendid civilization over the long years.

Undead creatures like darkness. They built huge cities under the ground, built magnificent buildings, created advanced magical civilizations, and created everything that seems incredible to humans now.

The undead creatures were dominant in the world at that time, and all the races of life were their vassals, and they were subject to the rule and exploitation of the immortal lords. This situation lasted for more than 100,000 years.

The life race who was unwilling to be exploited and oppressed traveled across the ocean and found another continent that was thriving.

On this continent, the race of life has created a great civilization that is no less than the Immortal Empire in thousands of years.

Undead creatures are immortal, only born and not dead. Except for the occasional natural disasters that lead to accidental deaths, the total number of undead creatures has continued to increase. Over the past 100,000 years, the population of the Immortal Empire has reached saturation.

For a long time, in the Immortal Empire, both the undead creatures and the life race were in a relatively peaceful situation. Although there were exploitation and oppression, most of the life races lived a good life. However, as the number of undead creatures increased, the living space of the life race gradually began to be compressed.

In view of this, the six immortal kings held a meeting and formulated an outline for the future development of the Immortal Empire.

The outline first proposes to limit the number of life races.

Undead creatures are reincarnated from the death of the life race. Controlling the number of the life race is equivalent to controlling the number of undead creatures.

So a bloody massacre began, with more than 60 million life races sharply reduced to several million under the butcher knife of the undead creatures.

This kind of massacre is not simply killing, but completely destroying the soul with soul energy. In this way, the life races that died in the massacre will never have the chance to be reincarnated as immortal creatures.

The original exploitation and oppression of life can be tolerated by the race of life, because reincarnation as an undead after death is the last hope of all races of life.

Although not all dead lives can be reincarnated successfully, the probability is not small, and there is always hope. However, this massacre, which completely eliminates the soul, cut off the last hope of the life race.

A large number of life races escaped from the Immortal Empire at the risk of being swallowed by the vast ocean. When they arrived at another continent, they suddenly discovered that the pioneers had already opened up a paradise of the Immortal Race. After the sporadic news came back to the Immortal Empire, a large number of escape waves emerged.

Massacre and escape greatly reduced the number of life races until the end, the number of life races survived by the Immortal Empire was less than three million.

While the living space of the undead creatures expanded, another continent gradually entered the vision of the six kings of the Immortal Empire due to the rise of the tide of escape.

Undead are creatures that lack creativity, eternal life and powerful survivability, which makes them almost difficult to be threatened by natural disasters, so most undead creatures are lazy and they are willing to be unable to sleep unless they have to.

Therefore, even though the life race on another continent has developed greatly, the lazy immortal kings did not take it seriously at all.

Thousands of years passed, and a group of adventurers from another continent took over the Immortal Empire.

These adventurers use a very strange magic that can easily kill undead creatures, let their souls disappear completely.

This strange magic finally alarmed the immortal kings. A team of 100 death knights came to the group of adventurers, but returned in vain. Only a dozen people left in the team returned safely, and the rest of the knights even completely dissipated their souls.

This is definitely an unprecedented heavy loss since the establishment of the Immortal Empire.

Generally speaking, no matter how serious the undead creatures are injured, they will not be easily eliminated, so there has never been a case of losing more than 80 death knights at once.

At this point, the Immortal Kings finally truly valued these adventurers.
To be continued...