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Feng Qinglang vaguely remembered that she accompanied Rabbit to come here a long time ago, but at that time the place was under construction in full swing, and it was by no means the magnificent and magnificent existence it is now.

An old man who still has a little human breath, wearing extremely gorgeous clothes, if you see it in another place, you will think that this guy should be a high-ranking existence, but in fact he is just a little butler under Keldodo, The man snorted, and said coldly with dissatisfaction: "Your Excellency Ruibit, do you need to explain something for your lateness?"

Feng Qinglang glanced at the hourglass on the waist of the undead knight, they were not late.

However, Ruibit whispered in a humble voice: "Sir, we are delayed by something on the road. This is a small gift I specially prepared for you."

He just gave the other party a small box, and the butler quickly opened it to take a look. Although there was no expression on the increasingly stiff face, it still made people feel that he was trying to show a smile. Putting the box away, he said with a smile: "Your Excellency Ruibit, you have worked hard on the road, this way please!"

In an empty and spacious hall, the central dome has been opened, making the entire hall look like a huge cylindrical well, and one can see the magnificent sky of the undead when looking up.

The undead lord Kel Duoduo sat in the center of the well. It was a circular platform half a meter higher than the ground, with a diameter of about ten meters. He was dressed in casual clothes. Like an ordinary human old man, he sat casually on the floor in the center of the platform, half-closed his eyes, as if immersed in the ethereal music sounding from the hall, and didn't even pay much attention to Rebbit's arrival.

Ruibit bowed respectfully to the other party, and then nodded slightly to the other undead commanders around him. Like everyone else, he sat cross-legged around the platform, Feng Qinglang and the other undead knights also followed the instructions , sat down on the floor behind Rabbit in a well-behaved manner.

There was no smell of gunpowder, especially in the ethereal and melodious music, but Feng Qinglang still sensitively caught it, as if a fuse could be ignited in the air, and there was invisible tension everywhere.

After a while, the undead leaders who came from all over the place arrived one by one, forming an outer ring around the platform.

Cordodo slowly opened his eyelids, and said softly: "Now this song is my favorite, it's "The Time I Can't Go Back", it always reminds me of those good times... It's a pity, that song The young composer only has this piece of work, when we leveled the City of Flowing Light, we killed him when we slaughtered the city..."

In the slightly sad melody, Keldodo seemed to be trapped in his own memories, and he didn't know whether to tell these undead leaders under his command, or to himself, and said softly: "Remember the young man?" When I was young, because my family was not well off, the girl I liked fell into the arms of a nobleman's son, so, despite my parents' dissuasion, I just went to follow a wandering mage, and in order to gain strength, I wandered the world..."

"Well, who knew that guy was also a liar, who only knew some low-level magic tricks, but it took me many years to discover this. So, I killed the old liar, and then returned to my hometown, my parents I have returned to the embrace of the gods. I was really sad and crying in front of their graves, like a child who couldn’t find a home. I thought, they must have been waiting for me to come back before they died, but in the end there was nothing. wait until……"

"I saw that girl again, but she has many wrinkles on her face, her figure is out of shape, and she has completely lost the color of yesterday... Is this the girl I swear that I will marry when I come back after I get the skills? I suddenly felt that this world was too ridiculous... So, that night, I came to kill her. After all, I was in love, and I was worried that she would be too lonely on the road to the palace of death, so I sent her husband and children also killed..."

Apart from the sound of music in the palace, only Keldodo spoke calmly. All the undead leaders and undead creatures were just watching him intently and listening to his memories.

Cordodo seemed to have spent a lot of effort to pull the corners of his mouth, forming a self-deprecating look, and continued: "If you kill someone, you will really die. I have done a lot of business and joined countless Mercenary group, until one day, I accidentally discovered the passage that can safely walk into the ancient battlefield, I knew that the god of fate finally began to favor me, and my life would be different from now on..."

"I remember that at that time, Nuonuo and Li Cha discovered this amazing secret together with me, but I felt that if such a great power were divided among three people, it would no longer be great, so I killed them too. But , to this day, I still think that Li Cha is my best friend, I remember being hunted down for smuggling, he even helped me block a knife and saved my life..."

As if recalling the old man many, many years ago, Ke Erduo was quiet for a long time before saying: "Oh, the ancient battlefield...it is indeed a great place, with many lost martial arts and a lot of chapters on magic cultivation. The magic weapon that is still not rotten today... I am like a scavenger, I stayed in it for many years, and I didn't leave until I got the supreme power..."

"Then... I found you and gathered our dark forces, a group of talented necromancers who are not tolerated by the world, and embarked on a road against the sky... So many years have passed, some of you died in battle, some of you I died of illness, some people betrayed me, and some people wanted to go back to hermit... Sigh, today, you are the only ones left."

Obviously it should be extremely embarrassing, but Ke Erduo's voice was so calm: "We fought north and south and laid down a vast land of the dead. Even if we cease to exist countless years later, generations will remember us, and history will definitely write about us. , Of course, it will definitely not be a good word, ha!"

Feng Qinglang was also listening silently. He faintly felt that Keer Duoduo was not only recalling his life, but also preparing for his own igniting of the divine fire. He wanted to get out of here, but he knew he couldn't.

Ke Erduo slowly stood up from the ground, looked up at the unpredictable sky of undead, and said calmly: "My name, Fanxi. In the name of God, I will ignite the divine fire today and become the first god of the undead in the history of gods!"

The voice was obviously very soft, but it felt louder and louder until it became deafening, resounding throughout the world!

As if responding to his rebellious words, the entire sky of the undead also twisted rapidly. If it was just a slow-paced painting by the sand painter before, now it suddenly speeds up several times, causing the abstract gray smoke to stir up a wave. His ferocious faces seemed to be the reflection of Keldodo's heart lake, and he stared blankly, as if seeing the hateful gazes of countless old friends.

He raised his hands high, as if he wanted to embrace the sky, and laughed wildly, as if he was welcoming the return of a long-lost relative.