Twenty-six years, for people in the dark world or any main god world, it is basically a blink of an eye. At most, it is a deep meditation and sleep. However, for those in the lowly low-level world they call it, twenty-six times are enough to make a baby who "ya" learns to grow to almost thirty years.

The world has changed. The light plane, which was once a plane battle, which had a unique and unique number of participants in history, and had an astonishing number of super-level powerhouses in the holy realm, is located in the center of the plane battle battlefield. A temple of the alien gods that took sixteen years to build stood on the Holy Wild Plain, just like an ancient divine beast watching this vast land.

The stone wall is more huge than the main body of the temple. In order to conceal the "Blackstone Castle", a huge thing that the Pope of the Gods attaches great importance to, countless earth magicians and craftsmen joined forces to build a circle of 560 meters high stone walls around the "Blackstone Castle" inserted into the ground. This was the result of countless manpower that caused the "Blackstone Castle" that had been trapped in the ground to sink deeper into the ground. Otherwise, if you want to hide it completely, the stone wall alone would have to be more than a thousand meters high.

Compared with the numerous temples of the alien gods in other places in the Light Plane, the temple in the center of the Shengwei Plain, which is the place where the plane battlefield breaks out, seems much deserted. The reason is that there are too many dead souls here, and the most important thing is that the powerful King of Dead Bones does not like that there are too many people coming and going here.

On the tall stone wall, there is a high-level undead guarding every hundred meters, from an illusory ghost to a zombie with a rotten smell, including the skeleton lord with a strong ghost energy, countless high-level undead have firmly hidden the temple or the Black Stone Castle from all sides in the center, and the condensed breath of death is densely spread over the sky like a cloud, and it never melts all year round.

After turning over lazily, the corpse dragon Farrell stretched out his tattered front paws to touch the stone strip in front of him. The originally angular stone strip had been played with by it so round.

"I don't know when the adults will come back. It's been twenty-six years..."

He sighed with a rare sigh. Farrell stuck his neck and looked at the huge Black Stone Castle hidden behind him, but he couldn't help but stand next to him, Adrie, who had stood there for a whole day without changing his posture, and said, "What is there? The king refused to let me in and see. You have been in a few times, and there is something strange inside."

Turning a deaf ear, Death Knight Adrie naturally had a way to deal with this long-lasting mount, but he ignored it. He knew very well that if he had touched it, the long-lasting corpse dragon could talk to him all day long.

"The lowly lich..."

The corpse dragon Farrell was obviously used to the reaction of his real master, but suddenly said angrily: "I think the dirty lich is the original bishop of the Demon God Cult, Gantingmus, is deceiving the king and swallowing so many soul hearts. His soul power and memory have basically recovered, but he just can't find the strange energy fluctuation. He still said he didn't know, I think he was deceiving the noble king."

Adrie still didn't say a word, but finally his posture changed a little. He turned his head and stared at a canyon in the north direction of the temple due to the collision of elemental tides in the plane battle. He immediately pointed the broad sword in his hand.

"suddenly……"

A gust of wind sounded, and behind the heavy stone wall under Adrie's feet, a large number of colorful ghosts flew over, but before Farrell could cheer up and flew over to join in the fun, several figures in the canyon crawled out and fled to the distance in a mess under the expulsion of a large number of ghosts.

Soon, the ghosts flew back and disappeared behind the stone wall. The corpse dragon Farrell said angrily: "These boring reptiles have no courage at all and dare to form an adventure team here to explore again and again. Farrell swallowed them and was even dissatisfied with their teeth."

"Mr. King..."

As soon as the topic changed, the honorific title Farrell was extremely flattering, and even its owner, Death Knight Adrie, couldn't help but feel the soul heart.

“What are you getting today?”

He tried his best to put his body away and leaned down. The corpse dragon Farrell turned his head and looked at the King of Dead Bones who appeared behind it and Adrie. However, when it saw the Lich Gantingmus standing behind the king and indirectly endured its gift, the corpse dragon Farrell immediately started to curse in his heart.

He sighed a long time, and the King of Dead Bone did not answer Farrell's question. However, when a skull dragon carried more than a dozen magical alchemists and landed behind him, he turned around and asked in a low voice: "Have you reached any conclusion?"

"It should be that ball of energy light."

Carefully climbing down from the bones, Pamela, an alchemist who Li Junshan once met in the "Bloody Valley", frowned and said: "We have checked other places in Black Stone Castle, but we have not found any abnormalities. The only thing that produces that strange fluctuation that seems to be transmitting some kind of energy is the energy ball."

"That's right."

Another gray-haired alchemist took the conversation, but the King of Dead Bone knew that this person was the most famous alchemist Marton, the Light Plane.

"Putting aside the Black Stone Castle, which I firmly believe is derived from miracles, we can study all the magic circles inside and even determine their function, but the only thing we dare not touch is the energy light ball. If the adults can allow us to study it, I think we should be able to get some results."

"The energy light ball cannot be touched."

The King of Dead Bone shook his head decisively, looked at Marton and said, "You have also said that thing very unstable. If something goes wrong, the Black Stone Castle will definitely be blown into pieces and fragments, and the order I received is to absolutely protect it."

"Then there is nothing to do."

Another old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. The alchemist who was seconded from the Demon King from the Demon Realm continued: "We have tried to carefully arrange a magical barrier array outside the energy light ball, but the special energy fluctuation still spread without any impact."

"We cannot just treat it as energy fluctuations."

This time, the person who spoke was a young alchemist who was not very old, and there were also some respected seniors in the field. The young man's face turned a little red when he said this and looked a little cramped.

This young alchemist was recommended by Barbara. The King of Dead Bone knew very well that some things depended on talent, and did not underestimate him because of his age. The King looked over and asked, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"First of all, I didn't really make a real evidence. I just made a bold assumption. If you don't believe it, just listen to it as a joke."

After plucking up the courage, the young alchemist nodded when he saw the King of Dead Bone and said, "I am standing somewhere a thousand meters away. The King is here. If the King wants to talk to me, he can only communicate with his spirit or soul. This mental power transmission is an energy fluctuation. The same is true for the energy light ball in the Blackstone Castle. Can we regard this energy fluctuation as the mental power fluctuation during the mental power communication? Can it be used to pass a force we are not aware of, and it is constantly conveying something similar to spiritual communication to someone or somewhere? I believe that the distance is quite far, so far that I cannot define it at all..."

"This is unlikely!"

Once academic exchanges were involved, these alchemists did not have much scruples. Marton shook his snow-white hair and impolitely interrupted the young man's voice, saying disagreement: "It is well known that communication only exists between creatures, whether it is humans, monsters, or a grass. We all believe that they can communicate with each other that we have known or unknown before. However, the King's carpet in Blackstone Castle was searched for or searched for the soul for more than ten times and confirmed that there was no creature. The energy light ball was just a magical energy body. How could it have spiritual fluctuations transmitted?"

"Just as you said just now, something like Blackstone Castle is unimaginable to a miracle. The energy ball or something connected to the energy ball can transmit communication or something similar to the fluctuation of mental power. This is not impossible. Perhaps after being discovered, we can only attribute it to a miracle..."

The young alchemist argued, looked at the King of Dead Bone and said, "Sir, unless we can start studying the energy light ball or find a way to remove it and thoroughly study the huge metal platform below, otherwise everything is just a hypothesis."

"I'll repeat it, this is definitely not OK."

The King of Dead Bone still rejected this proposal. Seeing the alchemists disappointed, he added: "This is not just my decision. The Pope repeatedly reminded us that we can study everything in the Blackstone Castle, but the only energy light ball must not move around. You have also said that this energy light ball is extremely unstable. If it doesn't explode, believe me, no one can stop the destruction of the Blackstone Castle."

The field immediately fell into silence. The alchemists looked at me and I looked at you, but they shook their heads in disappointment.

"Okay, you guys go down and have a rest first. Based on the exploration of these two days, you can think about it carefully. If anyone finds anything, you can come to me as soon as possible."

The bone dragon on one side floated over and let more than a dozen alchemists climb up before flying to the platform at the top of the temple not far away. The King of Dead Bone stared at the dark Black Stone Castle, and said nothing for a long time.

After closing his mouth tightly, Farrell could feel the heavy pressure from the king, but he was afraid that he would annoy the king too much.

"Remember it again!"

After a while, the King of Dead Bone looked at the lich Gantingmus who could not recognize anyone who knew him. He looked at his stiff and silent face. The King of Dead Bone said, "The first time I saw this energy light ball, except for its own energy fluctuations, it did not have such strange energy fluctuations that were transmitted to all directions in a row, what did you do after you got it?"

"The energy light ball was brought back by the Pope at that time, including the platform, and the alchemists were personally completed under his guidance. At that time, I was on the side and didn't see any special things the Pope did to the energy light ball."

Lich Gantingmus replied, and no emotion could be seen in his unpopular dead gray eyes.

It was very clear that he did not dare or could not lie to him, but the King of Dead Bone was still a little unwilling to give up. This special energy fluctuation or transmission was difficult to detect from the beginning and it was becoming increasingly stronger now. He was unable to determine what this was and what would happen. He was under great psychological pressure, but he was eager to figure out what it was.

"Think about it carefully, you are his confidant, you are involved in almost all his affairs, and this energy light ball is definitely weird."

"I can't remember any special circumstances..."

Lich Gantingmus answered, but he was silent as if he was in pain. The King of Dead Bone was not in a hurry to urge him, patiently waiting for his slowly to recall and organize his thoughts.

"After the Pope got Blackstone Castle, he basically gave up on the forbidden metal castle..."

Lich Gantingmus remained silent for a while, but when he opened his mouth, he answered something irrelevant. However, the King of Dead Bone was afraid of disturbing his broken thoughts and memories, and just listened patiently.

"At that time, he asked us to remove some of the metal castles in the forbidden area and transport them to Blackstone Castle for reinstallation. Basically, we completed everything, but there was one thing that the Pope personally demolished..."

Speaking of this, Lich Gantingmus became silent again, and after a while hesitation said: "I saw the Pope dismantling a square iron box, probably this is what it is. It seems that the Pope pressed something and was activated by his mental power. A little green light flashed on the dark iron box, and it flashed and then returned to silence."

"The Pope was very happy at that time. I vaguely remembered that he said that there was finally a constant source of energy to activate the thing. As for what the thing was called, he didn't say it. I only remember that the Pope was very happy at that time. It seemed that he had said that even if Blackstone Castle could not fly, if that thing could still send signals, he would also have hope of going home. However, these memories are no longer complete, and I cannot be sure if it is correct."

The King of Dead Bone became more and more obedient as he heard it. This Lich Gantingmus almost had a "sensation" or "vague" word. Finally, the summary came with a "uncertainty whether it was correct". If it weren't for the fear of damaging this head that was extremely important to the Pope or Blackstone Castle, the King of Dead Bone almost wanted to risk the soul collapse of Gantingmus's soul to search for his soul memory.

Restraining his irritability, the King of the Dead Bone remained silent for a long time, but he thought to himself: "If the young alchemist's analysis was correct, if the memory of the lich Gantingmus was correct, would it be that there was a strange life in the so-called iron box that could not be sensed by searching, and the strange energy that had always existed was that it was constantly communicating to a certain unknown space? Or what so-called signal?"

"Go and have a look."

The King of Dead Bone is not stupid. When he thought of some possibility, he felt a shock in his heart. He had just come out of the inside of Blackstone Castle and had only reached some uncertain conclusions. However, he couldn't help but say to the Lich Gantingmus in the voice of his soul: "Go now and find the iron box that you have seen that is not certain enough."

"Are you back who is dispersed with this strange energy?"

Just as he was about to fly into the Black Stone Castle not far away, the King of Dead Bone remembered what he remembered and turned his head to look at the Death Knight Adrie. Before he could speak, the corpse dragon Farrell, who had been silent for a while, hurriedly said: "Dear Lord, none of them have come back yet."

"Wait, don't approach anyone."

After a quick remark, the King of Dead Bone flew to the Black Stone Castle with the Lich again, and the silence returned to the hustle and bustle stone wall.

"A boring life..."

As soon as the King of Dead Bone left, the corpse dragon Farrell had a normal appearance again and yawned for a long time. It turned its head and looked at the Death Knight Adrie, and couldn't help but mutter: "If I had known that they had been going so far and for so long, we should have followed this strange energy fluctuation. Maybe we would have had any adventures on the road, or even encountering one or two beautiful female dragons."

The Death Knight Adrie stood like a statue on the high stone wall and still said nothing, but before the corpse dragon Farrell could say anything, Adrie looked up at the western sky covered by the night.

"I finally got one back."

The corpse dragon Farrell turned his head and looked over.

Soon, a frost-like shadow floated over from the west, but it was a Frost Ghost Lord.

"Has found it?"

At the first moment, Adrie asked simply between his soul.

"No. I spent three years searching in a certain direction along the energy fluctuation, crossing this continent, and floating across the endless seas, undulating snow-capped mountains, and finally walking on the endless desert for nearly a year but not able to find the end of the energy fluctuation that has not weakened at all."

"Why come back?"

"Because I met Lord Nether Flame."

The Frost Ghost Lord replied: "Lord Nether Flame did not give up and explored the high altitudes where the energy fluctuations spread, but I came back specifically to report the news of the king."

"The king is busy now, you go down first, I will tell him later."

Seeing the Frost Ghost Lord floating towards the endless darkness behind the stone wall, Adrie then retracted his gaze and looked at the dark Black Stone Castle.

"What exactly is it? Unlike the fluctuating breath of the energy light ball, it can actually be so far without any weakening of energy dissipation! Looking at the king's nervousness just now, is it possible that something big will happen again?"
Chapter completed!