Red Alert: Calamity Era

The gray breath of death surged, and Li Meng's figure gradually appeared on the left shoulder of the **** statue. It was a human figure, not a black robe.

Leaning on the idol with his back, Li Meng sat on the shoulders of the idol and looked at several figures in the hall below.

The statue of the **** is still very large, more than twenty meters tall.

"Oh! Do you want to cross the endless sea?"

The voice echoed in the wide hall, and at the same time it sounded, it also spread to Alsace who was praying in the hall.

After a deep prayer, Arthas looked up at the sound coming from above.

Arthas saw the little figure on the left shoulder of the idol.

He was dressed in black, with a pale face and calm eyes.

Humanity?

No, it is him, the "new god" of the undead clan.

Behind Arthas, the five liches also looked up at the figure on the left shoulder of the idol above. In their pupils, the green soul fire was beating violently.

Li Meng received Alsace’s prayer, received from the power of faith that continued to descend.

It was a prayer for war, and Arthas wanted to start a war.

But if you want to attack the mainland, the endless sea is an insurmountable barrier.

There was nothing Alsace could do about this barrier, so he prayed for the help of "God".

Lowering his noble head, Arthas said: "The endless sea is tens of thousands of miles away. There are countless beasts in the deep sea, as well as some powerful intelligent races. They are all obstacles to my undead clan!"

"The biggest obstacle is the vast sea. The Undead Island is lonely overseas, and my army of undead cannot cross the sea!"

The gloomy hall seemed a little lonely, and a small voice could spread far and wide, and Arthas's voice echoed in the hall.

The voice sounded again: "I pray for your help, let death descend on the earth again, and let the undead return to glory!"

The figure moved slightly, and Li Meng left the shoulders of the **** statue, his body seemed to be weightless, and fell gently on the altar like a falling feather.

Standing on the altar and looking at several figures kneeling down the stairs, Li Meng said calmly: "As an undead, he has the same desires as humans, Alsace! Where does your ambition come from?"

"Instinct! This is the instinct to be a king. I am the Lich King, the king of the undead. The value of my existence is to conquer and conquer everything in the world!"

The voice is a little low.

Good reason, but also a good answer.

Li Meng was very satisfied.

"Come with me!"

After speaking, Li Meng waved his hand, and the gray power of death swarmed out, instantly entangling several figures under the hall.

With a flash of figure, Li Meng disappeared, plus a few figures in the hall.

Only the remaining power of death was floating in the air, slowly dissipating.

Outside, on a small mountain bag outside the Bone Temple, Limon, Arthas, and the five lich figures seemed to have cut through the space, instantly solidified, and appeared on the small mountain bag.

The dark clouds were crushed, the world was gloomy forever, the earth was gloomy, black soil, withered bones, still the familiar island of the undead.

Seeing everything in front of him, Arthas looked horrified.

How did he do it?

He left the temple in the blink of an eye, and Arthas didn't even notice how he left.

Teleport?

Or space magic?

This is probably the means of "God", and only "God" has this ability.

Like Arthas, the liches behind Arthas were equally horrified. They couldn't understand what kind of abilities made them come here without consciousness for a moment.

Looking at that little figure, their eyes changed completely at this moment.

If before, Li Meng was just a compromise for them, now Li Meng is the true **** in their hearts.

"Ok?"

Li Meng's heart moved slightly.

The source of the power of faith has suddenly increased a lot.

The ability to carry multiple people for short-distance space shuttles just now seems very handsome, but the price is that it consumes all the power of faith.

The power of new faith poured in, and the power of faith suddenly became abundant.

Li Meng stretched out his hand and said indifferently: "The best tool for crossing the sea is a boat. It is big enough, powerful enough, and there are enough boats!"

The force of death surged towards the sky, forming a tornado of force of death in the sky.

The force of death was surging, the tornado was spinning, and when the tornado touched the ground, a storm suddenly appeared.

The sky, clouds and thunder intersect, and the ground is rolling.

The storm was extremely powerful, and the whole world was surging.

The withered bones in the black soil, the struggling skeletons, seemed to have lost their weight and flew into the sky.

In the storm, there seemed to be an invisible hand manipulating the dry bones rising from the black earth.

Withered bones shattered, skeletons shattered, turning into the smallest powder.

When the "quantity" of the off-white powder is sufficient, the powder blends into one body, as if being smelted at high temperature, combined into one body, and transformed into one form again.

On the small mountain bag, Li Meng's hand was moving, as if he was painting something, every time he waved it, the powder in the sky changed accordingly.

Filled with countless dead bones running towards the sky, a huge outline of the sky gradually emerged.

That is a ship, a huge ship.

Using dry bones, Li Meng is smelting a "ghost ship" belonging to the undead.

It may seem incredible to smelt a big ship with one person's power, but it is not too difficult for Li Meng, not difficult, and not easy.

The ship is forming!

Looking at the sky, in this shocking scene in front of him, the fire of the soul leaped violently in Arthas's pupils.

Incredible!

The whole sky is disturbing, is this the power of "God"?

The ship is consolidating, and the empty body is becoming full with countless broken bones.

In less than a moment, a huge battleship with three decks and three-masted sails over 100 meters long appeared in the air.

Huge mast, gray sails fluttering in the wind, the whole is dark gray, the surface of the hull is not smooth, it has a bone texture, the bow is high, and a huge skull stands at the bow, and the green flame in the skull is burning. , Like a beacon in the dark night.

On the deck of the bow, there is a giant crossbow on both sides, which is also cast from white bones. It is huge in size and seems not small in power.

The two are just one of many giant crossbows. On the deck, there are many giant crossbows standing on both sides of the ship's side. There are no fewer than ten at a glance.

The existence of the giant crossbow makes the ship look a lot of mighty power.

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