I draw a card first

Chapter 49
In addition to these ores, there will also be death magic stones, energy cores, special bones, and even other strange materials.

Judging from the lack of life and silence in the plane of death, these things should normally be found everywhere, just like garbage and no one would pick them up.

But the strangeness is strange here.

Ivan looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find these things in the picture that seemed to be very common, and this situation most likely means...

"what?"

Suddenly, the more attentive Ghost Banshee-Venalia noticed a certain detail.

She stretched out her hand to freeze a certain picture, and then met the eyes of Ai Wen and the others, nodded a bit hesitantly and said:
"Does it seem like there's something here?"

It was a completely inconspicuous hill of ashes at first glance, at the very edge of the viewing angle.

But if you look carefully, you will vaguely see a vague figure hidden behind the hill. The most important thing is that it seems to be moving!

"In the plane of death, something that moves?"

Evan smiled immediately.

What else can there be, it must be the undead native to the plane!
Could it be possible that a silly and cute sea goblin will appear?

There are local undead, which means that some resources may be wasted by the undead, but it also means that the plane connected this time must be of great value!
Only relatively large and relatively high-level world wrecks can be transformed into death planes to give birth to original undead.

This undoubtedly represents richer resources and broader space.

At the same time, the undead themselves are actually part of the wealth.

As long as he finds a way to control these low-level undead and bring them back to the canyon to let the restraint effect take effect, Aiwen can continuously capture the undead on a large scale as labor.

In terms of those simple repetitive tasks, the undead who never get tired or get bored are much better than normal creatures!
Well, it can be seen that someone is much more ruthless than Zhou.
Ai Wen: Please call me Ai Zhagu! (￣▽￣)σ
"Since there is no danger, let's set off!"

With a wave of hands, under the command of the senior undead, the huge death army began to follow in the footsteps of Aiwen and the three giants, and walked into the gate of death one by one silently and orderly.

This time Aiwen brought more than 3 undead.

This starting threshold is the elite undead army at the junior professional level, which will help him open up the situation, open up a frontier base in the opposite world and gain a firm foothold.

According to the plan, if there is not too much danger, then low-level undead will follow in a steady stream as low-level workers and explorers.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of low-level undead will spread out in all directions like ants, looking for any valuable resources for their king.

Of course, this is just a plan, and whether it can be implemented smoothly depends on the specific situation.

"Let me see what surprises are waiting for me on the other side!"

With anticipation, Aiwen was the first to pass through the door of death that basically had no special feeling.

Walking out of the light curtain, he suddenly felt a thick force of death rushing towards his face.

As a paladin, Aiwen is naturally not stupid enough to compete with the energy of the whole world, so his body suddenly swells, and then becomes a mountain-like existence like the incarnation of terror-the king * zombie tyrannosaur!
I am, the king of the undead!
A silent but substantial soul roar erupted from the mouth of the zombie tyrannosaurus!

Roaring like a terrifying storm, it spread instantly, not only blowing away all the dust in reverse, but also exposing everything that was trying to hide under the ashes!
That is - undead!
A large blockbuster of the newly awakened undead!

These completely replaced the ground, and on the layer upon layer of the "skeleton ocean" whose thickness was unknown, the faint blue light spots representing the undead shone like a galaxy!

These are also countless pairs of "eyes".

Looking indifferently at the terrifying death behemoth transformed by Aiwen, and the huge and strange death army behind him!

But soon, these "eyes" quietly fell silent again.

There is no way, seeing Aiwen's huge body, and the fact that it has definitely reached the legendary level, it has become so strong that it has formed a substantial breath of death and the coercion of the legendary undead.

Individual intelligent high-level undead counsel faster.

Especially when they see the swarms of high-level undead that follow, they want to bury themselves deeper.
Even if there is no life left, fearing the stronger ones who are also undead is still an unavoidable rule.

The lower-level undead are more irresistible, while the higher-level ones are more able to judge the situation
"Good luck!"

Aiwen's mood at this time was as happy as stepping on money when he went out.

Well, it's money indeed.

Such a large sea of ​​undead, how much cheap labor is there!

There is basically no need to bring people from his hometown in the Canyon of the Dead, the undead in front of him is enough for his low-level artificial needs for a long time!
And the harvest is not just these undead.

Casually "pinch" a black bone wood from the unlucky undead skeleton crushed by its super large bone foot, and Aiwen couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"I said how those spies didn't see any other materials except those super-large ores, and their emotions were instinctively touched by these undead!"

The aura emitted by these rare materials already has a certain attraction to the undead.

Such a terrifying amount is placed here. Except for the oversized ore that is too heavy and too hard to handle, it is conceivable that other things that can be moved should be taken away by the undead, and instinctively kept them as treasures.

But this is also convenient for someone, as long as they continue to enslave these local undead, it is estimated that they can squeeze out all these good things one by one and put them in their own pockets.

At this time, subsequent high-level undead were still arriving.

Stepping on the bodies of the local low-level undead, these high-level undead whose intelligence is not much different from normal intelligent lifeforms all emit soul fluctuations that represent comfort.

Because the smell of death in this world is so strong that it can even be described as sticky!
Compared with the increasingly barren death energy environment in the Canyon of the Dead and the thinner environment outside, this place is simply a paradise for the undead!
The only ones who are not immersed in this kind of pleasure are the lichs who are always synonymous with intelligence and indifference.

Immediately, these guys started researching this brand new world one after another, and the old Lich took the lead.

"What an interesting structure!"

As the most common "scientific madman" villain in legends, the old lich has lived up to his identity as an undead spellcaster, and immediately started researching the local undead under his feet.

Move your fingers, as the upper body, it easily enslaves a large group of different local undead.

There is no need for detailed scientific research and testing. From the appearance alone, the structure and form of these undead are very different from the normal life forms on the plane of Silithus where everyone originally lived.

Many of them appear to be semi-elementary, or similar to the characteristics of silicon crystal life in science fiction movies that Ivan remembers.

The natural plate armor sternum made of metal, the strange joints that look like mechanical transmission shafts, etc., have a weird look like the Transformers version of the undead...

"Interesting"

The old lich was very excited about this.

This generalized structure obviously means that when this world was still "alive", it had a completely different ecological environment and even plane rules from the Silithus plane.

This is a completely new research topic!It is even possible to re-depict the original appearance of this place through research!
Of course, no matter how wild or civilized, noble or barbaric, this world is completely dead after all.

The seemingly vast world left behind is actually just a little bit of remnants, just like these empty and inexplicably sad undead.
(End of this chapter)