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Chapter 251 Duroken is dead?

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    In the land of sleep, sleep is very important. If you can't sleep, you can only think about life in front of the endless tombstones.

    "Don't you know that I have neurasthenia, insomnia, and dreams? I finally fell asleep once, and I was woken up by you crying. I got up and I was angry with you Hey, who are you? Intruders?"

    The lich who sat up in the overturned tombstone was cursing. Only after he was cursing did he see Ange and others clearly. He immediately noticed their differences and showed an excited look on his face.

    "Intruders, right? You are intruders, right? That's great!" The lich sat in the tomb and jumped up excitedly, screaming from his soul: "Get up, there are intruders! There is something to play with!"

    The scream of his soul spread like a hurricane. With him as the center, circles of tombstones opened one after another, either with flip-top lids or sliding lids, and the undead skeletons and corpse witches popped out of them, spreading out like ripples.  .

    The place of sleep that was dead a second ago suddenly turned into a paradise for undead creatures. Countless undead creatures came from all directions, rubbing their shoulders and waving their hands to knock bones one after another.

    Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Ange took a step forward, transformed, and roared.

    The shriek of Bone Rock's soul swept across all directions like a hurricane. Undead creatures in close proximity were as if their souls were being sprayed by a magic hairdryer. Their entire souls were refreshed and almost blown away.

    After the soul screamed, all the undead creatures froze in place and were silent.

    One second, two seconds, and three seconds passed. The undead creature, which had come back to its senses, knelt down in front of the purple-gold skeleton. The screams of its souls came one after another: "Locke! Locke! Locke!"

    The lich who was awakened by Nigris was even more excited and trembling: "Lord Locke, Lord Locke! Is it Lord Locke? You are finally here, you are finally here to save us? You have not forgotten us poor and poor people.  My wandering soul, do you still remember me? Do you still remember me?"

    The Lich knelt on the ground and stretched his hands forward excitedly, as if he wanted to hug Ange's thighs.

    A stunted embryonic dragon cut between the two of them, looked at the lich, and said thoughtfully: "I seem to remember you, aren't you that so-and-so?"

    "Brass Dragon, you are so cheap, are you the God of Knowledge?!" the Lich shouted in shock.

    Nigris vomited blood and roared in his heart: When did being mean become my characteristic?  Do you know what being mean is?  I'll lock you back with Lightning and let you experience it!

    "I remember, you are the night watchman with a black eye!" Nigris thought hard and finally remembered who this person was.

    At the same time, when the transformation time came, Ange changed from Bone Rock back to human appearance. The Lich looked at Ange blankly, his turbid eyes were extremely confused.

    If it was just Ange himself, the Lich would wonder if he was dazzled or possessed by some illusion, but with the addition of the Brass Dragon and calling out his nickname, he became suspicious.

    what happen?  Why did Lord Locke become like this?

    "Lord God of Knowledge, my name is not Black Eyes. I am Ramo, the night watchman. Long time no see. Lord God of Knowledge, you" Lich Lamo asked hesitantly.

    "Indeed, where are the dark circles under your eyes? Why are they gone? I didn't recognize you for a while." Negris asked in surprise.

    Ramo smiled bitterly: "Sir, I made the dark circles myself to commemorate the cause of my death - sudden death from insomnia. But now that I have slept for more than a thousand years, I feel that there should be no dark circles, so I  Not done anymore.¡±

    "Pfft - no wonder you are so angry when you wake up. Will you also suffer from insomnia after death?" Negris asked curiously.

    "Of course it will, is it more serious? When I was alive, I had insomnia. I would faint if I couldn't help it. Now I can't. I toss and turn. I just can't fall asleep. There are so many messy thoughts in my soul that will pop up as soon as I calm down.  If I can't think it through completely, I will never fall asleep." La Mo said bitterly.

    Nigris doesn¡¯t know what to say. It¡¯s easy for undead creatures to control their own souls. Only those who can¡¯t control their random thoughts can suffer from insomnia. He didn¡¯t expect such undead creatures to exist.

    "It's really painful. I understand. What's going on here?" Nigris changed the subject.

    "Sir, I also want to ask you what's going on. Why did the Palace of Rest suddenly disappear? Our souls can't sense His Majesty and Lord Locke. After so many years, no one has come to us, and we can't leave here.  , what happened?" Ramo asked impatiently.

    Seeing his dazed and confused look, Nigris felt like?You need to save them all and do some research.  Wake him up first. Even if he wants to be resurrected, he must cooperate. At best, take his life box out.  "

    What Nigris said was not entirely true, but there was nothing that could be done about it. It had no soul connection with Duroken Lamo, so it couldn't say anything.

    "I'll come." After saying that, it didn't wait for Lamo and flew to the tombstone by itself and started knocking: "Hey, hey, Du Luoken, are you at home? I am the God of Knowledge. I'm here to visit your grave. Hurry up.  stand up."

    There was no response for a while, so Nigris knocked twice more, then turned back in confusion.

    Ramo also had a puzzled look on his face. He ran over and knocked hard on the tombstone. There was no response after knocking twice. He jumped up in fright. Without saying a word, he started digging into Duroken's grave, and soon dug out a life box.  .

    The phylactery is an exquisite magic box, and what is inside is the Lich's heart. But when you open Duroken's box, you can see that there is a heart that has shrunk into a small ball, and a bunch of things that should have been inlaid on the heart.  small parts, but they have fallen apart at this time.

    Ramo¡¯s face was ashen, and he said with a mournful face: ¡°Du¡­Lord Du Luoken, is dead.¡±

    Negris has a ridiculous and unreal feeling. The majestic alchemy lich Duroken is actually dead?  Are you kidding me?

    Although the situation in the Land of Sleep is very bad, there are at least more than 20,000 undead creatures surviving. As the Lich King, Duroken has the toughest soul among these undead creatures. In theory, he should be stronger than all the undead creatures.  The soul lives a long time and cannot die so early.

    Even if the fuel is really exhausted, as long as you are ruthless and plunder the soul energy of other undead creatures, you can still persevere until the end.

    You don¡¯t even need to be cruel, because most of the more than 20,000 undead creatures have no consciousness and intelligence, and robbing their souls is no different than picking a few cabbage.

    However, Duroken did not, but allowed himself to die. It was simply inexplicable. Could it be that he suffered some serious injury?

    ¡°Show me.¡± Nigris motioned to Ramo to give him the phylactery.

    Ramo handed it to him. Nigris studied it for a while, but couldn't figure out anything. He handed it to Ange and then asked Ramo: "Did he leave any relics? Where are his last words?"

    Ramo was about to burst into tears: "I just now know that the master has passed away. He didn't give any last words. The relics are all here. How about we dig them up and take a look?"

    What a good idea. Nigris immediately called the little zombie and started digging up Duroken's grave.

    Ramo was surprised to see the little zombie with two hoes in his gloves and a dog-pawing, because few lichs could be as nimble and move so fast as the little zombie.

    "Oh my God, how did he do it? Why are his joints so flexible?" Ramo gestured at his stiff joints and said in surprise.

    Zombies, zombies, how can they be called zombies if their movements are not stiff?  Liches are nothing more than intelligent zombies, and their movements are not very flexible.

    "Haha, I'll tell you later." Nigris laughed mischievously. When the facial cleansing technique shining with holy light was applied to his body, I wonder if Ramo would jump up in fright?

    "It's a pity that when Duroken's grave was dug up, there were no last words or relics. This is normal. The precious things must have been placed in the palace. Who would put them in the grave?"

    Nigris was extremely disappointed. He originally thought that if he could find Duroken, he would have a chance to know where the king had gone. Unexpectedly, Duroken died without leaving any last words. Only a phylactery was left.  I can¡¯t speak, what should I do?

    Looking back, Ange was still holding the life box and looking at it.

    Negris asked: "Have you found anything? Is there any residual consciousness?"

    Ange shook his head.

    "Then why are you still holding it? Put it down and bury it again later. This time it will really become a grave." Nigris sighed.

    Ange tilted his head and said hesitantly: "The Lich's heart is dry. Can I use it to resurrect him?"

    As he spoke, Ange took out a bottle of concentrated sacred insect ash liquid.

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