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The four angels of the undead were buried deep in the soil of the undead. When Kunsang blasted out of the deep pit with a punch, they finally reappeared in the world. At first glance, they were just four life-sized sculptures of warriors standing on the bottom of the deep pit. In the center, from bracelets, necklaces and other clothing accessories, to the expressions on their faces, they are all lifelike.

There was sadness in Kunsang's eyes, and he said: "After Allen passed away, they buried themselves in the depths of this land, waiting for the return of the old master, and it has been another thousand years... My blood can't wake them up , but you can do it!"

Feng Qinglang cut the palm of her hand according to her words, and poured silver-gray blood on the heads of the four sculptures, and they immediately moved slightly!As if waking up from the deepest dream, first the fingers trembled slightly, and then the neck slowly turned left and right.

Kunsang said indifferently: "They are all ruthless people, they have refined themselves into undead puppets, their brains will become less flexible, just to obtain a longer life of undead... But even so, they are about to enter the stage of life. It's the end."

After waking up, the four spirit envoys of the undead quickly recovered from their dazed state, stopped in front of Feng Qinglang collectively, put their right hands on their left shoulders, bowed deeply at the same time, and said in unison: "Welcome to the return of the Great Commander! "

Their faces are pale and dull, but their eyes are full of fanaticism, loyalty and worship, and it is the only place that can represent their lives.

Kunsang commented: "Look! Stupid, very useful! There may be some wisdom left a thousand years ago, but now there is only instinct and primitive wisdom...With them by your side, the undead will recognize you as them At that time, Allen ordered them to follow me and wandered around the Undead Council, and then I took over."

He wiped the void in front of him again, and said: "Qing Qing, remember this technique..." The gray cloud of smoke in the void seemed to be caught by Kunsang, and turned into a crumpled piece of paper.

Kunsang quickly wrote something on the paper, and then blew towards the direction of the Undead Council. The paper was turned into countless fragments, turned into a breeze, and blew towards the south.

"In this way, you can convey orders to them!"

"Now, I have told them that you are the new generation of undead leader!"

"Hey, don't look at me with such sad eyes, that's right, I'm just explaining what's going on behind me! But I've waited for this day for too long, you should be happy for me, I'm finally relieved."

Kunsang threw another black handwritten book to Feng Qinglang, and said, "Here, here is a guide to the Great Commander of the Undead. , it is clearly recorded in it... well, do you have any questions?"

Feng Qinglang stared at Kunsang, he understood that the other party had actually reached the point of exhaustion, the flame-like red hair was turning white at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye, and even the pupils were slowly losing their luster... He wanted to speak And stop.

Kunsang understood, laughed and said: "Although A-Lun is not a gentleman, he is definitely not a villain! If this is such a dirty thing, how can I be complicit and willing to wait for a thousand years! Don't worry, there is no place to plot against you."

Feng Qinglang held the corner of his mouth, feeling that the other party was reaching the silver boiling point. It was a kind of joy that was no longer suppressed. It was the sublimation of Kunsang's soul. He said: "Sage Kunsang, what I want to ask is, according to the holy The fantasy novel on the side of the mark, if you return to the stars, before that, you will usually pass on all your skills to me, and then you just passed away..."

Kunsang couldn't help laughing, and sighed: "Fart, how can such a good thing happen, hey...you are still a funny kid..."

The voice gradually died down, and the whole smiling face froze for an instant, vaguely, he was still the ignorant and reckless red-haired boy a thousand years ago, and then, the whole person turned into nothingness, and was about to be hidden in the haze, and turned into thousands of shining lights point, shot into the Dead Sea quickly, smashing out circles of ripples, which finally changed the Dead Sea. The waves fluctuated for a moment, but the Dead Sea quickly returned to calm, and the countless ripples remained forever...

Feng Qinglang was inexplicably sad. He and Kunsang were just acquainted for the first time, but they seemed to have known each other for many years. At this moment, he captured Kunsang's deepest thoughts. Kunsang must have faced the Dead Sea for too many years. I have always longed in my heart, one day, I can make it different, even if... just a little bit different...

Looking at the thousands of ripples, Feng Qing said in her heart, you have done it, Kunsang sages!

The world of the undead, which has been dead for thousands of years, has finally ushered in a change!

A new generation of undead commanders has taken office!

Although he is just a new generation of undead demons, compared to the previous generation who did nothing, he has enough enterprising spirit. Not only has he reawakened the four divine envoys of the holy race, but he also launched the natural disaster of the undead on his first day in office. The mighty undead set out from the East Undead World, marched into the Pandora Plain, and paid homage to Trisia!

The undead world is mobilized!The orc world was shocked by it!

Originally, the orcs were pressing harder and harder to gain the upper hand in the negotiations with humans. Seeing that they were expected to sign an unequal peace treaty, the undead came!

The undead have always had a tradition of entering Pandora Plains and paying homage to Trisia, but compared to previous years, this year's time is much earlier...

Is this a visit to worship, or a sudden undead disaster?

The natural disaster of the undead thousands of years ago left the orcs with unforgettable pain, and also made them treat the undead with enough hatred and enough caution!

So, the orcs retreated and waved their hands to humans, saying that we are still good friends, and that every year you are asked to give this or that is a joke, so you don't have to take it to heart!We're leaving, you don't have to see each other...

If it is a natural disaster of the undead, humans must not come to add another kick, that would be luck!

The orcs retreated across the board to the east bank of Lieyang Lake, and the whole army was ready!

When the predicament of Stormwind City was lifted, thousands of necromancers chanted in unison in the north of Pandora Plain, making the sky of undead continue to expand. Under the sky, an endless army of undead swept across Coming here, there is no orderly pace, no majestic military posture, but the resentment of the dead that cannot be erased by time, and the violent and crazy aura, so that no one dares to suspect that once you provoke this army of undead, you will encounter What a fate!

Feng Qinglang was riding a snow-white undead horse, advancing towards the legendary Trisia under the ever-extending canopy of undead.

Behind him are the four envoys of the undead, who waved their flags in turn to lead the direction of the undead army.