Burial Bone Garden!

It is not a name for the necropolis architecture that can nurture the undead, but a name for a special undead. This is a very special undead, unlike the conventional undead. It is a necropolis constructed from a plural number of biological bones.

The Bone Burial Garden has no fixed form, and its strength is entirely determined by the number of bones it can control. Although it is just a dead soul, it can be treated as a dead soul army.

The signature skill of the Bone Burial Garden is to gather all the bones into a whole, condense them into a super-large undead body, and launch an attack on the enemy.

This is a special undead that can gather and disperse. Its strength is generally at the soul level. Under normal conditions, it is just as its name is the Bone Burial Garden and the Bone Burial Garden, which is only a little large in area.

However, the bone burial garden that Diapolo encountered underground is a bit beyond the general principles. The bone area that Diapolo can detect now exceeds 3,000 hectares. Compared with the name of the bone burial garden, it is more appropriate to call it the bone burial country.

After determining the type of his undead, you don’t have to think about it. Once the skeleton land under his feet fully recovered, its strength will definitely be at the legendary level, and it will be the strongest group.

Fortunately, this burial bone garden, which is a bit unreasonably large, seems to be still sleeping. Facing foreign creatures, it only makes an instinctive reaction similar to the human knee reflex.

But if the action is too big, it will undoubtedly wake it up completely. The scale is so large that it is even large enough to the Bone Garden in the inheritance memory of Diapolo, which has no relevant description. Once it wakes up, it will look like, which is a bit unimaginable.

So, Diapolo glanced at the earth dragon that was constantly absorbed by the Bone Burial Garden and even began to extract bone marrow. The avalanche of breath declined, and chose to resist the attacks of these Bone Dragons and Skeleton Trolls without counterattacking.

The greater the movement, the more likely it is to wake up the bone burial garden. Therefore, Diapolo prioritized rescue of his unscrupulous subordinate.

The bone dragons with bony bones and blazing soul fire burned in the skull let out silent roars, and the dragon breath mixed with the cold and dead energy of the undead spewed.

But these are deadly death dragon breaths for flesh and blood creatures. For Diapolo, it is like a spring breeze blowing on his face. It cannot be said that there is no harm, but it does not cause any trouble to Diapolo.

After discovering that their attacks were invalid on Diapolo, these undead who seemed to have some wisdom chose to fight Diapolo in close combat.

Then, Diapolona's fist bigger than a casserole was taught well, how to be the undead, skeletons who don't even have self-awareness.

“It’s really fragile…”

He grabbed the skull of a troll skull, pulled it off his spine, exerted force with his palm, and pinched it to pieces. Diapolo finally walked to the deep dragon.

Then, a cross sword with a metallic luster condensed in his hand. The sword blade was light and the sword body was thick, and the bright yellow earth element shone brightly.

call--

The heavy sword cut through the sky, and the atmosphere let out a shrill scream. Under the full force of a rock giant as high as eighteen meters, the bones that made the deep dragon unable to move were easily cut short like cheese.

"Lord Lord, let's run away while this thing has not woken up yet!"

The first thing Deep Dragon said after being rescued by Diapolo, freed from the shackles and regained his freedom was this kind of honest advice. Although it sounds very depressing, it is indeed the best advice.

As a giant dragon who has lived underground for a long time, he is very clear that there are countless horrors and unknowns hidden underground. Some are scary, so it is better not to get involved, because if you encounter them, you will die.

For example, the skeleton land under their feet was not recognized at first, but it was too big after all, but after personally experiencing the pain of being sucked by bones, he recognized it. What kind of thing is this?

Although the man in front of him who rescued him from the inner-flew demon was very strong, no matter how strong he was, he could not compete with the undead monster who had been in the ground for a long time. He was not on the same level at all.

"You go!"

Diapolo grabbed the hole covered in blood, like a giant snake like a broken burial bag, and threw it out of the cover of the bone burial garden.

Then, in the puzzled gaze of the earth dragon, a sword shattered a downward skull of the bone dragon, and the headless bone dragon corpse fell to the ground, and more and stronger undead revived in the Bone Burial Garden.

But these undead without self-will and sufficient wisdom can only siege Diapolo by virtue of its numerical advantage, and then be shattered by Diapolo one by one.

"Why not leave?"

Seeing Diapolis cutting melons and vegetables in the bone burial garden and killing the undead, the Earth Dragon not only did not feel any excitement, but felt sincerely fearful.

"Why haven't you left yet? Do you want to be a part of the Bone Burial Garden?"

I felt like I was playing Diapolo who had no end to pass the level game, and I didn't forget to greet him, and it seemed that the deep dragon was scared to death.

The deep dragon, which was repeatedly driven away by Diapolo, made a wise decision at this time. It ran into the corridor widened by Diapolo without looking back. However, before he could break out of the corridor, a trembling aura suddenly came from behind.

The powerful aura that made life feel a sense of fear made the deep dragon in the form of a giant snake soften its wings and almost hit the rock wall.

Then the deep dragon, who had adapted a little, cheered up again, looked at the darkness behind him in a little horror, gathered up all his strength, and swam wildly in the opposite direction of the breath. Wherever he passed, there were bloodstains, but this pain was nothing compared to life.

Just as the deep dragon was escaping his life wildly and many tribe leaders were alarmed by the aura of this legendary undead spirit, the Dead ghost king with a dark blue ghost fire burning on his body stared at the existence that appeared in front of him, feeling a little excited.

Because what appeared in front of him was not a necrotic creature composed of sea bones, but a flesh-and-blooded existence. Although it was rotten flesh and black blood, it was no longer a bare bone frame.

It was a deceased soul with a decayed six wings behind him. The gray-purple skin showed that this existence had lost all its vitality, and the pond that continued to spread and exuded a decayed odor under his feet showed how terrifying the aura of the dead in his body was.

Decayed Angel!

The undead creature born from the corpse of an angel, the legendary undead who is very mocking about the holiness of the angel!
Chapter completed!