Stars twinkled in the night sky, the big moon emitted a white light, and the wind in the wilderness swept large clouds slowly forward in the night sky.
In the wasteland under the night sky, a mountain range suddenly appeared, stretching across the slightly desolate land, casting a large shadow, like a sleeping giant beast.
It’s finally here!
In the shadows, tiny sparks of soul fire flickered above the Undead Fortress. Li Ziyu stood in the main building of the castle, gazing at the mountains ahead. He couldn't help but sigh. Because he didn't start the skeleton engine and was driving at a low speed, he finally arrived at the new treasure location four days after leaving the swamp cemetery.
Li Ziyu was not the only one in the main building. Liu Xingxing, Mou Mou, and Tastuling did not rest either. They stayed beside him and looked at the mountains.
For safety reasons, Liu Xingxing's treasure hunt is limited in scope, and these mountains are exactly the boundary of his exploration. The mountains also have the highest storage of various resources and treasures, like a cornucopia.
Compared to the excitement of Li Ziyu and Liu Xingxing, Tastuling was a little dazed. Although he had never been here before, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if he knew something, but had forgotten it. It was something very important.
He lowered his head and thought carefully, constantly recalling, and was surprised to find that this sense of familiarity came from the shaman heritage, which was the memory knowledge left by his ancestors.
Feeling the strange fluctuations emanating from Tastuling, the three people around him turned their heads in surprise and saw that Tastuling had fallen into a state similar to meditation.
"What happened to Tastuling?" Li Ziyu looked at Mou Mou in confusion and asked.
The Minotaur is an indigenous race and has existed for a long time. There are too many things he doesn't understand. Li Ziyu doesn't understand Tastuling's current situation, but he can ask Mou Mou, the tribe leader.
"It seems like... it seems like communicating with ancestors?" Mou Mou said uncertainly. Shaman is a magical profession that not everyone can understand. Besides, there has never been a shaman in the Tabu tribe, so Mou Mou could only guess.
Tastuling's condition was unclear. Li Ziyu did not rush the Undead Fortress to approach the mountains, but stopped where it was and waited for Tastuling to return to normal. He always felt that Tastuling's current condition was somewhat related to the mountains ahead.
Tastuling felt more and more strange. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes turned white with a soft light. Countless special words flashed in them. He didn't say a word, but just stared at the mountains in the darkness. It was very strange.
After a while, his whole body trembled, like a person who suddenly woke up from a nightmare. The light in his eyes faded, and he returned to normal, breathing rapidly.
"What's wrong with you?" Liu Xingxing asked Tastuling curiously.
"This mountain... is abnormal!" Tastuling said with dry lips and a slightly hoarse voice.
The three people surrounding him looked at each other, all puzzled. What did this mean?
Fortunately, Tastulin realized that he hadn't explained himself clearly, and he began to explain again, "We can't go there. Our ancestors' legacy tells me that this is one of the forbidden wilderness areas. Every tribe that tried to occupy this place was wiped out, without exception."
Wow, is it so dangerous?
Li Ziyu was startled and glanced at Liu Xingxing. He couldn't help but wonder if this guy's special talent had been activated again. Could it be that he had found an area that could not be developed?
Liu Xingxing saw Li Ziyu's eyes and smiled awkwardly. He didn't want to take the blame, so he quickly asked Tasturing, "What kind of danger is it? Tell me."
Tastulin lowered his head. The surroundings grew quiet, and a terrifying atmosphere gradually filled the air. A deep voice rang out, "This is a cursed mountain range. It wasn't created by the wilderness, but by the power of witchcraft and magic. Any tribe that approaches here will be cursed, and death will follow them. Its name is the Mountains of the Dead."
hiss--
Liu Xingxing gasped. "This is so fucking scary! How did I find this weird...huh? Wait, what mountain range? The Mountains of the Dead?"
Ghost? Horrible? Death?
He silently turned his head to look at the boss beside him. Is this mountain range sure not to exist for the boss? His race is a real skeleton undead race, death itself. Can the Ghost Mountain make the undead die again? Does this count as home?
Li Ziyu was originally nervous because he was wondering what Tastuling was going to say. However, when he heard the words "Mountain of the Dead", his eyebrows first raised, and then narrowed.
You seem to be kidding me...
After speaking out the ancestral inheritance, Tastuling was still immersed in that terror, waiting to hear the suppressed screams of the people around him. However, after waiting for a while, there was no movement, and the atmosphere around him became weird. He couldn't help but look up and look at the people around him, only to find that they were all staring at him.
"What's wrong? I've already said that this is a forbidden area and we shouldn't go in." Tastuling thought they didn't understand and reminded them seriously.
"Tastuling, is this the Mountains of the Dead?" Mumu couldn't help but speak first.
"Yes, it's very dangerous." Tastuling nodded as a matter of course, not quite understanding what his family leader meant.
Mou Mou shut up and looked at Tasturing helplessly. "You are usually very smart, why haven't you reacted yet? I have already reminded you."
"Will you be cursed and die if you get close?" Liu Xingxing reminded again.
"This is what our ancestors passed down." Tastuling looked at Liu Xingxing blankly. Was what he said just now so unclear?
"Tasturing, look who I am?" Li Ziyu sighed and pointed at himself.
"You are my contractor, the master of the fortress, the lord of the undead, uh..." Tastuling finally understood and was stunned.
"Look, I am the Lord of the Undead. This fortress is filled with skeletons of the undead, and this mountain range is called the Mountains of the Dead. Are you surprised or not?" Li Ziyu teased Tasturing with a teasing smile on his face.
How could I have forgotten his identity? Other tribes may not be able to station around these mountains, but the Lord of the Undead has no problem. No wonder the chief and Liu Xingxing spoke so strangely, they were clearly reminding me!
Tastulin's face flushed instantly, and he was so embarrassed that he almost used his hoof to carve out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment on the ground. He didn't know that there was a term called social death.
With Tasturing's explanation, Li Ziyu was not only no longer afraid, but also in a very good mood. The Mountains of the Dead are a blessed land, a place of good feng shui.
Think about it, the tradition says that tribes that approach here will be cursed and die. If this is not groundless, it means that there really have been tribes that have completely disappeared here, and it is probably not just one or two tribes.
Then I thought, after the tribe died out, would there be corpses left behind? If all the people in the tribe died, there would be no one to move the corpses, so the corpses would definitely be left around here!
There are skeletons everywhere around and underground. Hey, doesn’t that mean this is the “big mine” of the undead?
If this place is not a blessed land, then what place is a blessed land?
I originally wanted to help Liu Xingxing find some resources, but unexpectedly I found a Feng Shui treasure land for myself. Pretty cool.
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