I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 608: Carpet-style advancement, the second path
In a mountain forest on an island country, in a solemn and dignified temple.

The handsome man, holding a sharp scalpel, precisely cut off the target's face, peeling off the entire face perfectly.

After finishing, he took out a white handkerchief, covered the target's face, clapped his hands, and someone came in from outside and pushed the food cart away silently.

After a moment, he let out a long sigh, and his slightly rough skin regained its luster. The shape of his face changed slightly, and he seemed to look more handsome.

When he finished his meal, for some reason, he thought of the fragile girl he had met at the beginning. He had forgotten what she looked like, but all he remembered was the girl leaning there, with a kind of beauty that he would never forget even after a thousand years.

Hundreds of years later, he heard a line of poetry: How smooth the skin is, how beautiful it is to be eaten.

Unfortunately, by the time he heard this poem, he no longer had the chance to meet the author.

The door opened and a man in a suit walked in. He looked at the handsome man with a fiery look in his eyes that he could not hide.

"Lord Yan, when do we take action? Do we really not need to worry about His Excellency the Martial God of Shenzhou?"

"He can't come back." Yan was in a good mood. After much effort, he finally exiled the guy who he thought was the biggest threat.

"Really? It's not that I don't trust you, I'm just worried."

"Remember that super-sized Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and all the things that disappeared?"

"remember."

"No matter how powerful he is, if he wants to come back, he has to kill all of them, not even one less. Only then will he have a chance of coming back."

"He once returned from the underworld."

“I know, that’s why I said it’s possible, all the monsters that disappeared at that time were killed.

Even if there were so many pigs, scattered over such a large environment, it would take him a year or two to kill them all.

This is the worst-case scenario for us.”

Hearing this, the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

"I heard there is another very powerful guy, who is his companion. Will he come to take revenge?"

"Don't worry about that big evil star. I have found a solution. Don't worry about it. In a few days, we will be ready and can start our big event."

……

Wen Yan looked at more and more monsters appearing and grinned.

These monsters were all fighting each other, and after he put on the death mask, he could see clearly that the monsters were real.

But those who remained were all fake, projections without souls.

If I had known that masks had this wonderful use, I would have tried it with me before.

He was such a big living person, with such strong vitality that he was like a beacon. Naturally, he attracted many monsters who were ignorant of the danger and felt the undisguised malice.

Wen Yan had nothing to worry about.

If it happened in the real world, facing such a huge number of monsters, some of which were obviously not ghosts, he would not be able to kill them all even if he killed them until his hands were tired.

Unfortunately, this is not the present world, but an old dream of a lower status.

Wen Yan then had a little idea.

He closed his eyes and his consciousness appeared in front of the sixth stone door. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the stone door. A faint blue flame ignited, the skeleton dog's eyes suddenly lit up, and the soul fire belonging to Bourne at his feet began to sway.

It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know something, as long as someone else knows it.

Born felt the swaying of the soul fire and was ready to be summoned by the boss.

Unfortunately, the information conveyed through the soul fire was just for the simplest summoning of the undead.

Bourne felt a little regretful, but considering that his boss valued him very much, a mage should act like a mage. The key is to rely on wisdom and knowledge. It is really boring to be an dispensable mobile turret.

Bourne could only use the fire of his own soul to deliver the simplest things and then continue his research.

Wen Yan got what he wanted. He stood in place and a faint blue flame began to burn on his body. In an instant, it turned into a raging fire, spreading in all directions.

In necromancy magic, summoning the undead is the simplest thing.

As long as there are materials, even ordinary people can use some not-so-rare materials to set up a simple magic circle and summon an undead from a corpse.

Even though this skeleton undead is actually very weak under normal circumstances.

This is where the difficulty of getting started lies.

If it were in the real world, if Wen Yan wanted to summon the undead, even if he wanted to summon them as the King of the Undead, he would at least need two things: power and corpse materials.

Magic circles can be replaced by power.

Especially the power he transformed through the sixth stone gate is pure soul power, which has a better effect.

And at this moment, this is not the real world, but just an old dream.

Everything here is real for this place, and the power is real too. If you die here, you will really die.

But in the secular sense, this is just an illusory projection.

This means that even corpse materials are not needed here.

Under the blessing of the violent sun, the whistling blue flames turned into shock waves and spread in all directions.

Those forces continued to connect and gather inside to form a very simple magic circle. Using the power of the soul as magic was actually one of the ways for ordinary people to summon the undead.

Wen Yan doesn't even need to pay a price. With his status, all he needs to do is shout.

But Wen Yan still released these powers, and all the undead who responded to the call would receive a portion of the soul power used for summoning as a reward.

In an instant, the Sea of ​​Undead rioted.

In order to compete for the spot to be summoned by the Undead King, the Undead started fighting among themselves.

But this did not affect the fact that more undead responded to the call.

In the dark blue flames, undead spirits emerged from the ground one after another.

Accompanied by a roar, a giant skeleton beast over thirty meters long emerged from the ground and carried Wen Yan on its back.

In addition to the largest number of skeleton series, there are skeleton soldiers, skeleton cavalry, skeleton mages, huge skeleton kings and so on.

There was also a black warrior shrouded in a dark aura, a goblin with a rotting body, and finally a giant skeleton dragon struggling to emerge from the ground.

The breath of death spread, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees all began to rot.

Wen Yan stood on the back of the giant beast and pointed forward.

"Trampling this place."

The dark blue flame was still spreading, rapidly reaching all places within a few kilometers around.

An endless stream of undead came out from inside and rushed forward.

Tireless, fearless, and able to carry out orders completely.

The undead are like a tide, rushing forward wave after wave. It doesn't matter how fast they are, as long as there are enough of them, they will crush all places sooner or later.

A large number of monsters were fighting with the undead, and the lowest-level skeleton soldiers were no match for those monsters.

But it doesn’t matter, the Sea of ​​​​the Undead has never relied on individual strength.

The dark blue flame emanating from Wen Yan's body has spread to an area of ​​ten kilometers. In such a large area, a steady stream of undead continue to emerge from the ground, as if there is no end.

The giant beast carried Wen Yan and moved forward at a steady pace.

A giant skeleton beast tens of meters long is strictly following Wen Yan's orders. It is now demolishing all the buildings it encounters along the way and flattening everything. Even if it encounters a puddle, there will be undead who will throw the corpses of the killed monsters into it to fill the pit.

Wen Yan was speechless. The undead had obvious advantages and obvious disadvantages. The intelligence of most of the undead was not even as good as that of a single-threaded cat.

Forget it, don't ask for too much, just worry about it and just push it all the way forward. It's much faster than him doing it himself.

Ghosts are easy to deal with, but those densely packed monsters that are obviously demons will not be killed even if he kills them all until next year.

They pushed forward all the way, razing everything to the ground wherever they passed. Wen Yan could clearly see that the soul fire represented by those monsters was constantly dissipating.

Everything within sight was reduced to ashes.

They pushed forward all the way, and after half a day, the undead were overwhelming, like locusts, densely filling the sky and the ground, covering the entire earth.

Although he had lost the energy of the battle, Wen Yan's summoning did not stop. At this moment, the land stretching for hundreds of kilometers was filled with a tide of undead.

After pushing forward all the way from the mountains and fields, when we arrived at the next city, we could no longer see large numbers of monsters. It seemed that they had retreated early.

There were also some isolated outliers that did not retreat, or were unable to retreat.

They must have experienced this huge old dream more than once, and most likely they themselves don't even know they are in an old dream.

It took a lot of effort to come to the modern world from the wilderness. There is no reason to just give up the territory we have seized.

The banshee flew over the city, screaming and conveying the will of the Undead King.

Those who surrender will be spared death.

Unfortunately, it didn't have much effect. Some of the more powerful aliens did have intelligence, but unfortunately, they were like mad dogs guarding their food, and their thoughts were completely different.

Wen Yan had originally wanted to take those aliens who were exiled here away and let them fight with the aliens in the island country.

Unfortunately, at least so far, there are no aliens willing to cooperate.

Wen Yan also understood why these guys were exiled here.

Either he is a troublemaker, or he has a low IQ, or he is a mad dog.

Yan, who caused such a big trouble, doesn't want these guys, so Wen Yan certainly doesn't want them either.

On the third day, we finally started to see some more powerful or special anomalies.

After killing the monster whose real body was exiled here, Wen Yan let the giant skeleton beast carry it on its back. These might turn out to be materials that could be of some use.

Some parts of the previous Huan beast have extremely high value for direct medicinal use and are also of great research value.

The same goes for other things if they are not handled properly.

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After advancing for three consecutive days, they finally saw a large number of monsters. Some were the ones Wen Yan had seen in the Great Wilderness before, and there were also a large number of things that Wen Yan felt could not be called monsters, but at most demonic beasts.

These guys have very strong physical strength, far beyond the limits of ordinary wild beasts. Some of them even have some demonic abilities, but their intelligence is really low, not as good as some small dogs with low IQs.

He looked into the distance and could see several powerful aliens with strong soul fire. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel that there were several powerful aliens there.

This old dream is much bigger than expected, but after pushing through it all the way, we have almost reached the other end of the old dream today.

This is not the real world, you can keep retreating.

Wen Yan didn't waste any words. He waved his hand and a tide of undead began to rush forward one after another.

The battlefield stretched for more than ten kilometers and there was endless fighting.

A skeleton was smashed to pieces by a slap from a monster, and in an instant, more skeletons came up.

The monster, which was more than two meters tall, opened its bloody mouth and swallowed half of a skeleton in one gulp.

The swallowed skeleton's lower jaw was shaking wildly, as if it was laughing wildly, and the fire of its soul was burning violently. Then, with a loud bang, the skeleton's head exploded directly in the giant beast's mouth like a high-explosive bomb.

It contained soul power and turned into a withered death aura, carrying bone fragments with it, and directly blew up the giant beast's mouth. The power of death spread rapidly, corroding its head and soul, causing it to slowly fall down.

The undead who made the greatest contribution was beaten back into the sea of ​​undead, but he also received the soul power bestowed by Wen Yan, and his intelligence began to improve a little.

Similar things kept happening on the battlefield.

With a combat loss ratio of at least one hundred, the Sea of ​​Undead still makes a huge profit.

The undead in the Sea of ​​Dead are just like the New Year.

What kind of people were these undead spirits that were summoned in the past?
What's the benefit?
You are lucky to have won the lottery if you can summon the stinking undead from your sea of ​​dead souls and give you a chance to beg for food.

But what Wen Yan gave was pure soul power, especially the soul power in the form of fire, which was the best tonic in itself.

In addition to Wen Yan’s power, there are some hidden effects.

This flame is originally related to the scorching sun, so it naturally contains a hint of enlightenment effect. Whoever wins the prize is the lucky one.

The undead in the Sea of ​​the Dead were being consumed at a very fast rate. Gradually, the cannon fodder undead that Wen Yan kept summoning seemed to be unable to keep up with the consumption.

But soon after, the breath of death began to rise continuously, and the stronger undead finally found an opportunity and began to appear.

A huge arm emerged from the ground, seven or eight meters high. A skeleton king holding a worn sickle and wearing half a cloak emerged from the ground.

The Skeleton King laughed strangely, and looked towards the chaotic battlefield in front of him with his eyes burning with flames. He swung the tattered sickle in his hand, and saw a flash of black light. A large number of undead, along with some monsters, were killed.

After a large area of ​​wheat fell down like being cut, a monster only about one foot tall, almost blending into the environment, shaped like a fox but with cat claws, appeared in the black light.

The monster screamed in terror. Its soul seemed to be put on chains and was dragged out along with it as the death sickle was swung.

Only an intact corpse was left on the spot, and the automatically changing camouflage on the hair began to deviate from the surrounding environment.

This monster's disguise is of no use to either the Skeleton King or Wen Yan.

The shining brilliance of the soul cannot be concealed by outward disguise.

The Skeleton King laughed strangely, turned around and offered his soul to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan waved his hand, indicating that he had given the soul to the Skeleton King. The Skeleton King stuffed the soul into his chest, continued to hold the Death Scythe, and moved forward, looking for more valuable targets.

In the sky, a huge skeleton dragon swooped down and headed straight for the opponent with strong vitality in front of it.

The giant skeleton dragon opened its mouth, and a highly condensed grey aura of death turned into a torrent and washed past.

Under the indiscriminate attack, the living monster was rapidly corroded by the power of death and fell to the ground.

The skeleton wizard in the back waved his staff, and the monster that had just turned into a mummy stood up again and joined the undead army.

This is one of the reasons why when you encounter the Necromancer causing trouble in Europa, you must kill him in the early stages.

In the past, if anyone dared to let the undead mages who were causing trouble snowball, then countless people would die.

Gazing into the distance, Wen Yan felt a little regretful. It was a pity that this was just an old dream. He would not need to use the several trump cards he had prepared. The Sea of ​​the Undead alone would be enough to sweep away the enemy.

With continuous consumption, the number of monsters on the opposite side became fewer and fewer, and finally only three were left.

One was a giant beast shaped like a bull but with a mouth full of sharp teeth, one looked like a human but had six eyes on his face, and another had the body of a three-headed tiger with a murderous aura.

The giant bull fought with the skeleton dragon, and the murderous three-headed tiger with a human face was submerged by the Skeleton King and the sea of ​​undead.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the humanoid guy began to give in and wanted to talk.

Wen Yan raised his hand, and the Sea of ​​Undead made way for him.

The six-eyed humanoid alien walked over from the middle with a sullen face. Countless undead spirits, with dead and indifferent lights flashing in their eyes, stared at it intently.

When he walked in front of the giant skeleton beast that Wen Yan was riding, he raised his head and looked at the person standing on the back of the beast, with blue flames burning all around him and the aura of death lingering around him.

"Even if you kill all the living things here, you can't leave."

"It seems you know where this place is."

"This is the exiled space. Have you also fallen into the conspiracy of that shameful guy?"

"You still have one chance to say something useful."

"Tell you what, can you swear on your soul to take me away from here?"

Wen Yan didn't say anything, but as soon as he thought about it, the giant skeleton beast under his feet suddenly opened its mouth, and the rich breath of death turned into a gray light beam with a halo, which sprayed directly onto the six-eyed monster.

The six-eyed monster screamed, and its skin cracked, revealing its true form as a giant insect. It never imagined that the strongest undead was the giant skeleton beast that it had been riding on throughout the whole process.

These undead spirits were competing fiercely for the chance to transform into mounts and be summoned from under Wen Yan's feet. Not just any undead spirit was qualified.

Almost all the intelligent undead have been summoned more than once. They certainly know one thing: seizing this opportunity to gain benefits is not as important as taking advantage of this opportunity to show off in front of the king.

The giant beast under Wen Yan's feet remained steady the whole time and was just watching the show. But next time, when he needed something, the first thing Wen Yan would think of would naturally be it.

Wen Yan didn't waste time talking to the six-eyed monster, he had already got the answer he wanted.

This six-eyed monster has confirmed that he can leave next, so why waste time talking to him?
As soon as he got closer, Wen Yan sensed that there was a force that seemed to be trying to disturb his soul.

Or rather, it was disturbing the soul power burning around him, because he had no soul at all.

An alien who has gone to great lengths to arrive in this world and is then exiled directly, the strength he can display may be far inferior to that in the wilderness.

He was sprayed with breath from the giant skeleton beast, and even after revealing his true form, he could not stop the erosion of death.

After the last three aliens with the strongest light of life were also submerged by the undead, Wen Yan looked back and saw a dark curtain beginning to appear on the horizon, pulling towards this side from the end.

This old dream is about to be swallowed up and completely become an ordinary old dream.

Wen Yan jumped down from the giant skeleton beast and casually cast a scorching sun.

Then he blessed several big undead spirits one by one, and walked towards the end with all the spoils.

Sure enough, although there seemed to be a background in the distance, it was like a texture and could not be approached at all.

He took a step forward and disappeared here.

A large number of undead souls gradually sank into the ground and disappeared, and the darkness from behind swept in.

Wen Yan did not enter the next old dream, but came to the familiar void, a void where there was no air.

Many of the monster trophies he brought with him exploded and dissipated here. Wen Yan didn't feel sorry for them and only picked out the important ones to take with him.

But after entering here, I suddenly had two directions in my mind.

One of them, Wen Yan felt very familiar, it should be his aunt's old dream. From there, he would definitely be able to leave.

There is another one. He took out the mysterious treasure map based on his induction.

The treasure map shows the cloud and rain conditions in this area of ​​the island country, and the direction of the second route is related to some places where it is raining as shown on the treasure map.

(End of this chapter)