Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Undead with entities (non-players), and energy bodies such as souls, ghosts, and undead without entities, are often collectively referred to as "undead creatures".

Regardless of whether they have consciousness or wisdom, undead creatures can basically have a relatively "complete" soul body or entity, and have a certain influence that can interfere with the material plane.

Dead spirits cannot be called undead creatures. A more appropriate description should be: the soul fragments left by the dead.

For example, the souls of the victims trapped in the cemetery in the event of New Westley Town ("The Invisible Townsfolk" series of missions, chapters 490~496), if not for the interference of the will of the ancient gods, those weak souls would have long since dissipated into fragments , unable to interfere with the Material Plane.

It is difficult for most ordinary people to transform into undead creatures smoothly after death. Only a very small number of special individuals who have extremely strong mental power, have suffered serious injustice, and have strong resentment (obsession) can survive after losing the protection of their physical body. It can also tenaciously survive in the world in the form of a soul—for example, Mrs. Marion, who was once attached to a baby wooden sculpture, or Toby Bennett, the genius space spellcaster who was born in Port Moses, or Carl Lawrence with the soul of the devil.

For thousands of years, the vast majority of churches have strengthened their religious power, and countless babies who were drowned at birth, and countless civilians who were thrown into hell by the "unclean" canon, were not as "lucky" as Mrs. Marion—death It cannot bring them the power of revenge, they can only accept their fate silently, die silently, dissipate silently, and sleep forever silently.

Unjust fate can leave them...perhaps only when the weak soul is blown away by the wind, there are one or two extremely weak and tiny soul fragments that are transformed into unwillingness, hatred, reluctance and other obsessions. sleep.

With the sealed object as the eye of the formation, the huge magic circle built with the strongest mental power under the demigod, at the cost of consuming a lot of mental power every second of operation, increased the forbidden magic of "Demented Souls" by several hundred times, the summoning range rapidly spread and extended around the Holy Land of Storms as the core, covering almost the entire territory of the Norsk Federation.

The tiny soul fragments carrying the last obsession of an innocent life, "heard" the powerful incantation, and gradually woke up on this land.

"Blasphemer, die!"

The furious sky knight recalled the artifact spear and spear, and heroically charged against the black magician who desecrated the holy land.

"what!"

Under the huge magic circle that covered the sky and the sun, the black mage hanging in the air sneered and said, "Solo Enoch, look down and tell me what you saw?"

Sky Knight Solo Enoch didn't intend to listen to the other party's bewitching words, but below was the holy place he had guarded for hundreds of years, and it was really hard for him to ignore it.

Subconsciously lowering his head and looking down, the legendary guardian of the Storm Holy Land showed shock.

Countless dots, weak soul fragments that only extraordinary people can see are rising from the ground under their feet.

"why is that?!"

Solo Enoch stopped suddenly, looking in all directions helplessly.

Under the sky, as far as the legendary powerhouse can see, there are countless soul fragments of the dead responding to the call of black magic, rising from the earth either quickly or slowly, densely or scatteredly.

These fragmented soul fragments are too weak, dozens of pieces together are not as conspicuous as a complete soul body, but...there are too many, too many!

"Are you afraid, Solo Enoch?" The unabashedly mocking voice of the evil black magician echoed in the sky: "How many innocent dead are you afraid of on this land who meet the requirements of the Conjuring song?" ?”

"--shut up!"

Solo Enoch yelled violently, and ordered the griffin to rush towards Yang Qiu.

After delaying the effort for this moment, Yang Qiu's mental strength to build the magic circle, even under the consumption of continuous investment in the operation of the magic circle, has recovered more than half of it under the support of 20 anchor points.

Opening the palm, the condensed and surging magic power exploded in front of the approaching sky knight, and the violent concussion caused knocked the murderous legendary knight back hundreds of meters.

"Since the ancient gods recovered and natural disasters came, the black magic of "Necromancer" has become a taboo magic that cannot be used without authorization. As the guardian of the Holy Land of Storms, you naturally know why this black magic is banned."

Yang Qiu raised his hand and waved lightly, tearing down the barrier of the plane in front of him.

"The barriers of the material plane become thinner. Even the most ordinary and weakest human beings can still survive in the form of soul fragments. It may cause a disaster no less than a second-degree disaster."

Harpy, bone wizard riding a bone dragon, headless horseman riding a bone griffin emerged from the cracks in the huge plane barrier leading to the devil world, and flocked to the sky knights who flew out backwards.

"So you see, I have indeed strictly limited the limit of summoning...however, your church is so amazing." Yang Qiu said mockingly.

"You madman!!" Solo Enoch yelled, "Do you know what you are doing?!"

"Ah...of course." Yang Qiu turned his head and admired the star-like soul fragments pouring in from all directions, and said with a brazen smile, "Someone has to come to make your church pay for the thousand years of suppression, right? ?”

The Sky Knight roared and chopped the Harpy into pieces, desperately rushed towards the huge magic circle in motion, trying to destroy it.

"That won't do."

Yang Qiu once again threw a large ball of pure magic power, which exploded directly in front of the Sky Knight, sending it flying again.

The sky knight, who spun upside down and flew several hundred meters in the sky, was horrified to find... as far as he could see, there were more soul fragments.

The Holy Land of Storms under the feet, the mountains, plains, and grasslands farther away; dense or sparse star point fragments have been lifted into the sky one after another, and the huge magic circle hovering over the Holy Land persistently, fearlessly, and without hesitation poured in.

Inexhaustible, inexhaustible.

In the Gordon Plains, the Norsk spellcasters who were entangled with the army of undead looked around in panic, looking in amazement at the tiny soul that was as weak as a firefly in the eyes of the extraordinary, but still stubbornly exuded the light of soul fire Fragments rose from the ground and flew eastward as if called by some force.

In the formation of the Rhine People's Army, Ms. Gloria, who was assisting the artillery to locate the opponent's spellcaster, looked up in shock at the soul fragments passing over the camp like a meteor shower.

"Did you actually use this move... That's right, with Yang's almost endless spiritual power, he is the only one who can use this move..."

In the royal capital of Kashmir, the court mage employed by the royal family rushed out of the palace, looking solemnly at the dots of light rising in the royal capital.

In Santa Canega City, the three leaders of the gallows who were personally taking down the "unclean quarantine area" with their own hands, stared dumbfounded at the large groups of soul fire fluorescent lights rising from the quarantine area.

Assassin Bazel was not only the leader of the gallows rebel organization, but also held an important position in the Adventurer's Association to earn funds for the rebel organization's activities.

There are bits and pieces of soul fragments flying into the air inside and outside the city, responding to some kind of call and leaving silently, and there are especially many fragments appearing in the quarantine area.

"—let's do something."

Originally only planning to be a supervisor, Bazel let out a sigh of relief, walked to the side of the wooden trailer, took a shovel, and strode into the crowd who were demolishing the shed.

In Port Narasi, Jeremy K. Bancroft, a woodcarving collector who has passed the threshold of supernatural power but is unconscious, raised his head dumbfounded and looked at the crowds of people in broad daylight. Even the fireflies that were able to flicker with subtle light passed over the sky of my old house.

"My god... what is that?!"

The old butler who saw nothing also looked up at the sky, and then looked at Jeremy in confusion.

In Kashmir, the Principality of Lionel, and more than 20 other countries and regions that joined the Norsk Federation, countless transcendents witnessed a large number of soul fragments responding to a certain call and flying towards the direction of the Holy Land of Storms.

The Holy Land of Storms, the priests, monks, priests, and knights in the Holy Land, the most powerful people in the territory of the Norsk Federation, looked at the sky above them that was getting brighter and harder to look at with different expressions .

As the huge magic circle that covered the sky and the sun appeared in the sky, the number of soul fragments flocking to this sky has reached hundreds of thousands... no, millions.

Millions of firefly lights went forward and threw themselves into the huge, slowly rotating magic circle.

Above the higher sky, a terrifying, even bigger phantom quietly emerged, the mere existence of which would already make one's heart tremble.

What's even more creepy is that the fragments of fireflies pouring into the sky are still in an endless stream!

Beneath the clouds, the sky was full of stars that shimmered, almost eclipsing the sun.

The Pope of the Storm was furious, and the cardinals who could make Lionel's small principality tremble by stomping their feet rushed out of the temple, trying to attack the black mage in mid-air that prevented the Sky Knight from advancing.

But... not so well.

The Nightmare Butcher flies too high, the altitude of 5000 meters exceeds the range of alchemy cannons, cannons, and ranges in this world, let alone conventional means of attack.

It is also unrealistic to use griffins, airships, etc.—like a nightmare butcher with endless magical powers, while maintaining the operation of the magic circle, while intercepting the sky knights, there is still room to attack the airships that are trying to approach, or riding a lion The ascetic of the vulture.

More than ten million soul fragments poured into the magic circle, and the cardinals had to take the risk of controlling the power of the storm and ascending into the sky to besiege the Nightmare Butcher.

However, the evil black mage seemed to be waiting for them to approach, grinning grinningly and opened a palm-wide space crack leading to the void.

The three cardinals were caught off guard and inhaled the breath of void, falling from a high altitude.

The rest of the cardinals lost their souls and fled in a hurry.

Another legendary combat power of the Church of Storms hastily returned to the Holy Land via the teleportation array, and was about to enter the air battlefield, but was shocked to find that above the sky, the silhouette of a huge phantom formed by transforming the magic circle and condensing tens of thousands of soul fragments had already disappeared. forming.

It actually looked like...a baby who was curling up and crying loudly!

It's just a semi-energy body between reality and reality, but it already has the coercion close to that of a demigod; its airspace cannot be offended.

Not only did Sky Knight Solo Enoch, who had been fighting hard for a long time, land slumped, but even the Nightmare Butcher who kept the magic circle running also avoided a thousand meters away.

"Is another strong man here? It's a pity, no one can stop 'He' now."

Yang Qiu glanced happily at the holy place below, raised his body to an altitude of 7000 meters, and hid behind the phantom that was gradually condensing into a solid body.

The soul fragments that came from the entire territory of the Norsk Federation are still endless, covering the sun and the sky.

The soul fragments thrown into the magic circle exceeded 500 million, 2000 million, 3000 million...

Even Yang Qiu himself couldn't calculate how many innocent people's obsessions responded to the call of "The Conjuring", and above the sky, the baby statue that intimidated the world... took shape.

The baby with its limbs shrunk, its fists clenched, and the umbilical cord still remained on its navel let out a cry.

The crying sound penetrated every corner of this world like an invisible sound wave, permeated the entire Holy Land of Storms, and reached the ears of millions of priests and monks.

After the cry, the huge image of the baby, which gathered the last trace of obsession of more than 3000 million innocent people, disappeared like a bubble.

The magic circle that completed its mission and the sealed artifacts in the core of the formation eye simultaneously melted away and disintegrated.

The soul fragments of the deceased were so weak in the first place, and even if the tens of thousands of ordinary lives that disappeared silently in the tide of history were squeezed together, they could only maintain the power of a demigod for a few seconds.

And this... is enough.

The degree of prosperity is not inferior to that of any big city in the Holy Land of Storms—there are corpses everywhere!

Yang Qiu slowly landed on the ground, and two legendary powerhouses blocked his way.

Seeing that the Nightmare Butcher, who theoretically should have exhausted his energy, was still in high spirits, the hearts of the two legendary fighters sank.

Yang Qiu glanced at the holy land behind the two of them, as if he understood something, he said with a smile, "The pope of the storm is gone?"

Solo Enoch and another legendary fighter changed their expressions.

"If the Pope of the Storm is safe, at this moment, he should come to eliminate my great enemy and restore his prestige, not the two of you. Let me guess...whether my head is worthy of the succession of the next Pope of the Storm ?”

"It's best if you know yourself." Another legendary fighter said coldly.

"what."

Yang Qiu admired the holy land behind the two of them with heavy casualties and only one or two percent of them survived. He suppressed his smile and said with some regret: "The cause of the millennium, the 'effect', is nothing more than that... It seems that whether it is The 'Day of Heaven' of any plane is equally ruthless."

"Although I don't understand what you're talking about, I still don't take it seriously for causing such a disaster. It's the most incredible thing that a demon like you can survive in this world." Solo Enoch said angrily.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Yang Qiu couldn't help laughing out loud.

After laughing for more than a minute, Yang Qiu stopped.

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard, Sky Knight." Yang Qiu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his hand and said, "When your church sent more than 3000 million innocent people to hell, why didn't you get confused? Why aren't these people crazy? Why do they still have the face to show off in front of the world?"

"You—!!" Solo Enoch was furious, and he stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the divine weapon spear was formed in the void and held in his palm.

"Do you think I'm sophistry?" Yang Qiu still sneered, "Then why didn't your god bless your pope, and bless this righteous god envoy who is closest to the storm master?"

Solo Enoch's anger froze.

"Don't listen to him! Enoch!" Another legendary fighter shouted immediately when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Or, your gods can't intervene?" Yang Qiu chuckled and said, "This old man is not a believer in a righteous god, and he never attacked the Holy Land of Storms. He just returned your sins in full. Your gods can't intervene." , Is that the case?"

The two legendary fighters were no longer willing to talk to each other, and attacked Yang Qiu from left to right.

"Okay...then—leave a decent pope for the Church of Storms, and the righteous god will have no chance to end."