The Rise of the Cemetery

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The Kingdom of Brayland, the tower with seven rings.

The newly revived drow elf stood shivering in front of the legendary mages, recounting his life history, family details, private secrets, as well as the pre-agreed magic words and a series of meaningless magic symbols.

After he finished speaking, more than a dozen legendary mages took turns to ask questions, and each answer of the drow elves would be verified by spellcasting by the prophecy mages standing aside. Only when the verification is passed, it will enter the next link.

The whole process was cumbersome and meticulous, which disturbed the drow elf (mage) who had just recovered his mind, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After all the pre-set inspection procedures passed, the legendary mages agreed that the resurrection in the body of the drow warrior was indeed the mid-level mage they pushed. But the inspection is not all over here, because the pediatric method of soul transfer, not to mention the large cemetery, can be easily completed by anyone present.

What really needs to be tested is the matching degree between the newly injected soul and this body. In this regard, any deviation would result in the rejection of the spirit and flesh, causing the body to decay and the soul not to be nourished.

And the experts in this field are undoubtedly a few legendary liches, so of course they took over the follow-up testing without letting go.

The first is the detection of soul talent.

Before the test, the owner of the soul was a mid-level evocation magician with extremely excellent magical talent, while the owner of the body was an out-and-out dark underground creature known for his quick movements and fierce attacks. Seoul warrior.

Transplanting a mage's soul into a warrior's body, the resulting talent damage is the focus of their testing.

At the lich's beckoning, the newborn drow warrior picked up his wand awkwardly. Judging from the way he held the wand and the strength of his strength, he still seemed to think that what he was holding was a drow scimitar in his hand, not a wand of fireballs that could be sent out instantly.

He has a weird accent when he recites the spell, but he is quite proficient in the starting and turning of the scale of the magic spell. It's a pity that limited by the current body that only has the talent of a warrior, after he completely chanted the magic spell of the fireball technique, there was no sign of the gathering of fire elements in the air.

Then he tried the evocation spells such as Frostbolt, Lightning Shock, Acid Swamp, Spike Jungle, etc., but almost all failed. This also means that he now has a lot of magic knowledge and many spellcasting skills, but his own talent is limited, and he has lost the past elemental affinity.

He can no longer be a mage!

After testing the spellcasting ability, the drow fighters were tested for close combat ability.

Throwing him two drow scimitars of excellent quality, the soul of a mage who had never touched this kind of weapon unexpectedly flew up and down like a god, advancing and retreating freely. It's a pity that the memory of the body and the memory of the soul have some fluctuations at this moment.

This drow warrior (the soul of the mage) started playing with the drow scimitar, and the light was rolling and cold, but from his terrified eyes, it can be seen that it is only the body left by the former owner who controls everything in front of him. The fighting instinct in it has nothing to do with the soul of the mage stationed there.

When the entire magic test was completed, a long test list was placed in front of everyone. However, the legendary mages did not try to decipher the stinky and obscure list, but all set their sights on the head of the Lich, Sean VII.

"Xia En, you are the only one with the right to speak here. We are all waiting for your conclusion!" Although the old devil warlock had a problem with this legendary lich, he still believed in such a major issue of eternal life. The expert's judgment.

Facing everyone's stares, Xia En's withered face, which looked like cracked bark, twitched. All the flesh and blood on it has lost its vitality. If the remaining skin hadn't been refined into some kind of special magic item, it might have already decayed and festered.

Although it is very unwilling to admit it, in the presence of many great prophets, it is also difficult to overturn some fait accomplis that have been recognized by heaven and earth.

It scratched its forehead with its skinny fingers, and finally gave its own answer in an ambiguous manner.

"I must admit that on the road to eternal life, this necropolis has gone farther than any lich in history."

"Then do you estimate, if this method is adopted, how long will the new body last?" Gugman didn't care too much, and directly asked everyone's aspirations.

"30 years...or 40 years...if we can adopt the body of the descendant of the bloodline, maybe it will be longer...but..." Xia En's empty eye sockets have condensed the soul fire into a sharp red light like a needle point, but Its answer seemed to be hesitant, a little hesitant.

After listening to the first half of it, there was a rare burst of warm cheers at the Seven Rings venue, and the second half of it was directly drowned in the roar of excitement.

Sean lowered his head in pain.

Although at the technical level, it has thousands of methods to attack the immortality experiment of the Great Cemetery, but in the face of obvious facts, even it, the Lich Master, can hardly conceal the feasibility of the immortality experiment. In the past Lich's attempts at immortality, whether it was soul transfer or flesh and blood regeneration, the body would rot within two or three months, and the better ones would not last half a year.

Even if it took a lot of effort to pick out the descendants of the direct blood relatives with similar and strong blood and cultivate them, it would only take a year or two. Such a high resource investment and breeding plan can only yield a body that can't last for 2 years, which is undoubtedly not cost-effective.

But if it is changed to 30 years, 40 years, or even longer, then everyone present can't help but be excited. Moreover, magic skills can be improved. As long as those critical passes can be broken through, other insignificant flaws can be made up for by increasing the input of rare resources.

It can be said that all the legends present have done in-depth research on the issue of immortality. If they can obtain all the mysteries of the soul energy coffin in the Great Cemetery, coupled with some results of their private research, this immortality experiment It will definitely benefit all legendary mages.

With endless time, the only thing that constrains them is the limit of the level of the plane. As long as the problem of the shackles of the plane is solved, then a bright road to immortality will be presented to them.

Demi god! immortal! A new generation of Dharma gods who will destroy the world!

Human beings, a short-lived species, may burst out with energy that shocks the entire multiverse, and quickly rise strongly in all planes.

Soul energy coffin! Soul energy coffin!

The biggest problem now is how to get that soul coffin!

Through the detailed analysis of the magic images brought back by the master, all the legendary mages can see that in the whole process of the immortality experiment, what really played a decisive role was the soul energy coffin and the continuous input of the corpse witches. Blood Crystal" and "Soul Crystal".

Isn't the soul energy coffin just a fusion container of soul and flesh made of soul crystals! There are still 1,000 soul crystal reserves in the mage guild, maybe they can be forged by themselves. As for the blood crystals, they are just magic wonders that nourish the body. Although the Mage Guild does not have blood crystals, some alternative magic materials can still be found.

In the heated discussion among everyone, the task of creating a soul coffin that belongs exclusively to the Mage Guild fell on the head of the current president, Femora. On this major event, all the legends showed great enthusiasm and initiative, and they all expressed their chests that as long as there is a shortage of magic materials in the building process, just ask, and all the expenses will be borne by all the legendary mages. The treasuries of all legendary mages will also be open to Fermora, and the most important thing is to create soul coffins!

However, just as everyone was gearing up and talking about it, bursts of vague and obscure mysterious fluctuations penetrated into everyone's hearts from the level of law, making them all look to the southwest.

Something went wrong there!

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What happened was the city of Samara in the Kingdom of Alvindale.

As the largest temple of the Justice Church, the Great Temple of Dimes is one of the seventeen magnificent temples dedicated to Tyr, the God of Justice, in the kingdom.

The Great Temple of Dimes is located on the towering and steep Ennel Mountains, surrounded by mountains extending to both sides, is the greatest holy city of the Kingdom of Alvindale, Samara. Standing in front of the wide and flat square of the Great Temple of Dimes is a giant statue of the great God of Justice that is 100 meters high.

Since the Great Temple of Dimes has been shrouded in great divine power all year round, this huge statue of Tire can be clearly recognized even if it is dozens of miles away. And bathed in the soft and holy radiance of the divine power of justice, the people of Samara will pray silently in front of the statue at three o'clock in the morning, noon and evening, to show their admiration and reverence for this great god.

And every evening prayer time, the priests and priests of the Justice Church who walked out of the temple would come to the streets and alleys of Samara City, leading everyone to pray devoutly to Tyre, the God of Justice, especially for believers with illnesses. He did not hesitate to treat him with magic.

It is precisely because of this fine tradition and atmosphere that Samara has become a well-deserved Holy City of the Just Church.

Under the stable leadership of the church, the city of Samara has not experienced the disaster of swords for three thousand years. Therefore, the city of Samara was given the title of City of Happiness and City of Justice!

It's a pity that all of this has become a thing of the past today.

Under the twilight of the bloody setting sun, the people of Samara city screamed, houses collapsed, and countless flames shot up into the sky, almost swallowing half of the city. Countless residents were running and crying, cursing loudly, while the ground was littered with dead and wounded, with corpses lying all over the place, and the whole city was completely reduced to a doomsday scene.

And what caused all this was just a bug!