Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1662 Death Plains
"Generals, the Plains of Death are just ahead."

The place called 'Death Plain' in the distance, at first glance, seems to have nothing special about it, just an ordinary wasteland. But in fact, just by getting close, even ordinary people can clearly feel the biting cold.

That chill wasn't just cold; it was a kind of gloomy cold. No matter how many clothes you wore, it was useless. It was as if something was constantly eating away at you, robbing you of your body heat, and even your life.

Even powerful Vajra Realm warriors like Jie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan cannot be completely immune to this feeling.

Looking around, they could see many figures who were already skin and bones, with pale faces, waving small hoes and digging something in various parts of the valley.

What they're digging up is the bone of the dead!

This Death Plain is the place inside Saint Laurent where the bones of the undead are produced.

The older the necromancer bone is, the tougher it becomes, but younger pieces are still close to the strength of ordinary bones.

If you swing a normal hoe, and there's a low-aged undead bone buried in the ground, the hoe could easily break or crack it. So you can only use this kind of small hoe to dig it out slowly.

Such a vast plain could only be dug slowly with a small hoe; the sheer amount of work involved is self-evident.

Not to mention that the people responsible for digging up the bones of the undead are all visibly in poor physical condition.

"What's going on with these people?"

Jie Liancheng frowned and asked a question.

The person in charge of guiding the way quickly began to explain...

"Reporting to the general, these are all convicts serving sentences. Because the Death Plains are filled with a large number of undead bones and are permeated with dense death energy, normal living beings that stay here for a long time will have their physical condition deteriorate due to the long-term erosion of death energy. Therefore, convicts were specially arranged to do this, so that they could reduce their sentences by digging up undead bones."

Upon hearing this, Xie Liancheng nodded, and his brows relaxed.

He had no objection to having criminals do this kind of thing; he wasn't the kind of person who would talk to criminals about humanitarianism.

"Generals, shall we go in?"

Jie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan could clearly tell that the person in charge did not want to step into this death plain.

Although the deathly aura permeating the Death Plains won't have a substantial impact on people as long as they stay there for a short time, it's estimated that no living person would like such a place.

If you can avoid going in, then it's definitely better not to go in.

But the two of them were clearly there for this plain.

All that was seen was that Liancheng took out a small positioning compass from his pocket, and at that moment, the compass needle was pointing straight into the depths of the plain.

Needless to say, this was the positioning compass made by Zhou Xu. He distributed one to each of his generals to help them find the treasures he had left behind.

After the frontline troops completed their occupation of the Saint Laurent region, they quickly discovered that the positioning compass was responding, and then followed the compass's direction all the way here.

"You stay outside, we'll go in ourselves from here."

Ahead lay a vast plain with no forks in the road, so there was no need for anyone to guide them.

Upon hearing this, the person in charge immediately feigned a troubled expression.

"How can this be possible?"

Seeing the other party's clumsy performance, Jie Liancheng simply ignored him, mounted his horse, and with a shout of "Giddy up!" led the way into the Death Plains. Zhou Chongshan, seeing this, also followed without a word, signaling the Trapped Camp to follow closely behind.

Watching the group's departing figures, the person in charge couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a sense of unease arose in his heart.

"That's strange. Ordinary creatures would show obvious resistance just by getting close to them, let alone entering the Death Plains. Why didn't those warhorses react at all? They just went in like that?"

Meanwhile, Xie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan, who had already ventured deep into the Plain of Death, undoubtedly attracted the attention of the criminals.

One by one, eyes glanced over in this direction, but upon seeing the menacing aura of the Trapped Camp soldiers, they seemed startled and quickly turned their heads away, not daring to look any further.

“In this Death Plain, apart from these criminals who come to dig up the bones of the dead and us, there really isn’t a single living thing.”

As he spoke, Jie Liancheng glanced around.

"You can't even see a bird in the sky, and the ground is even worse; there's not a single blade of grass. Don't you think this place is perfect for an undead army to encamp?"

Zhou Chongshan was stunned when he heard this.

"It really is."

Upon closer reflection, the Death Plains and the undead habitat of their Great Zhou Dynasty do indeed have many similarities.

Beneath the undead's habitat lies a vast collection of skeletons, which nurture necromantic energy, resulting in an area thick with deathly aura. Ordinary creatures are unwilling to approach, and the area is utterly barren.

If people stay in a place for too long, they will be eroded by the death energy, which will affect their health.

The situation in the Death Plains is basically the same, the only difference being that what's buried underneath are the bones of the undead, which are far more valuable than ordinary corpses.

Fortunately, the mounts of their elite troops are all exotic warhorses, full of vitality. If it were an ordinary warhorse, it probably wouldn't dare to approach.
Since they had nothing better to do at the moment, they decided to chat about the idea proposed by Xie Liancheng.

"But if we allow the undead army to be stationed here, and they absorb the undead energy nurtured in the Death Plains every day, won't that ruin the undead bones underground?"

Jie Liancheng had only thought about it casually before, and his idea was not comprehensive. Now that Zhou Chongshan had said it, it really reminded him.

"That seems to be true. These undead bones are formed after being nurtured by undead energy for a long time. Once the undead energy is absorbed, it can no longer nurture, and thus the undead bones cannot be formed."

The matter itself was not complicated, and Jie Liancheng quickly figured out the logic behind it.

The area covered by this Plain of the Dead is comparable to that of a large city. Jie Liancheng and his group did not know how far they had ventured, but in any case, the number of criminals digging for undead bones around them was decreasing.

Now, apart from themselves, there is practically no one else to be seen.

"stop!"

Just then, Xie Liancheng, who was at the forefront of the troops, suddenly raised his hand to call a halt, and then looked at the positioning compass in his hand.

At that moment, the pointer on the positioning compass began to spin wildly.

Looking around, there was nothing in sight.

Faced with this situation, Jie Liancheng looked up at the sky and then down at the ground.

"Does this mean the item was buried underground?"

(End of this chapter)