"Awaken the Immortal King?" A wizard shook his head and said, "The Immortal King wakes up, and the sarcophagus loses the function of the holy weapon. Then our plan..."

"It doesn't matter if the plan fails! Only when I become a legend can I survive the fire of the Necromancer!" The elder gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I advance to the legend, we will always have a chance to complete the plan!" As he said that, he ordered his side and said, "Hurry up, open the sarcophagus!"

The mages walked forward and pushed the heavy coffin lid open with all their hands and feet, revealing the body of the immortal king inside.

After thousands of years of dust, the immortal king who once made the entire continent creepy has turned into a withered mummy. The luxurious clothes on his body and the exquisite burial objects in the coffin were all weathered and destroyed under the baptism of time. Only the long sword he held in his hand still shone with a cold light.

"Is this the Immortal King?" Several mages said nervously: "All of them have already become so thrust. Can you still survive?"

"Don't underestimate the vitality of the Vampire Prince!" The elder urged: "Hurry, the resurrection spell is on the inside of the coffin lid!"

There is no complicated step required. As long as a magician with certain attainments recites the spell and stimulates the magic power, he can awaken the immortal king. After all, he was sleeping in the past just to recover from his injuries. As long as his status is restored, the faster he wakes up, the better. He can't make the steps to wake up and set too many levels!

Feeling the undead creatures near the hill disappearing, the necromancers were anxious and recited spells in unison. Ancient notes were transmitted into the ears of the mummy, and a trace of undead magic power was sucked into the coffin. Finally, at the moment the last syllable ended, the dead spirit surrounding the coffin suddenly became extremely rich, as if a fountain was spraying out of the coffin!

"Success!" the elder laughed and said, "The Immortal King, I'm awake!"

"So hungry..." From the coffin, a common saying with a distinct ancient accent came out: "Let me find something to eat!"

"Eat?" The elder was stunned and thought, too, he fell asleep for more than a thousand years. The first thing he did when he woke up was to supplement nutrition, and the nutrition of vampires was naturally to donate blood!

"King, wait a moment, let's go..." A young dark elf mage tried to comfort him, but before he could finish his words, he was suddenly pulled towards the coffin by a huge magic power.

"No, I can't wait..." The skinny mummy sat up from the coffin, grabbed the young mage's neck with one hand, opened his mouth and bit it down!

Almost the moment the fangs pierced into the carotid artery, the mage was sucked into a human fuck, and Karad III's dry body seemed to be a little fuller...

"It's not enough..." The shriveled throat roared hungryly, and the other people in the room were trembling with fear. The scaby who was carrying the man turned around and ran away. But no matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than the vampire prince? The immortal king moved his body, intercepted him in the airspace, grabbed him and sucked him into a fuck!

"Monster...Monster!" The two young necromancers were so scared that they lost their minds. They used their magic to attack the Immortal King. Karad, who had not yet eaten enough, flashed his figure and grabbed the two, sucked them all dry...

At this point, Emperor Karad's skin finally became flat, his body was filled with water, and he had left the appearance of a mummy, barely recovered from his state.

This is a middle-aged man who looks about fifty years old. He is about 1.90 meters tall and thin. He has only some rotten rags hanging on his body. Under his curled black shawl, there is an extremely handsome face. His jaw and his temples are connected to his cheeks, which adds a sense of majesty.

This is Karad III, the super monster that once ruled West Carlo for more than 800 years, the Immortal King!

"So awake..." Karad III took a deep breath, looked down at the only two remaining in the cave, the elder and the beautiful dark elf who was good at detecting.

"It's you who awakened me?" Karad III frowned: "With a strange face, I don't remember that there are dark elves under my command... Are you foreign aids Carmendel asked?"

"Dear Emperor Karad..." Faced with this ultimate strong man who has left a great reputation in history, the Dead Elder, who is a great magician, also showed respect and respect: "In fact, shortly after your old man fell asleep, your guard captain, Mr. Carmendel, was killed by the people of the Starry God Cathedral... He did not find the opportunity to resurrect you until he died, until we found your coffin... Speaking of which, you may find it incredible... Now, more than a thousand and two hundred years have passed since your sleep!"

"What?!" Karad III widened his eyes: "I have been sleeping for so long?"

"This may not be a bad thing!" The Dead Elder explained: "The high-level blood clan, long-term sleeping helps accumulate strength. Now you may be stronger than you a thousand years ago! You can completely rule the Carlo Continent again, or even advance eastward, conquer Dongao Shenzhou, and become the king of the world!"

"Who are you?" Karad III looked at the two of them: "Can I feel the breath of the Necrotic Magic... Is it a member of the Necrotic Guild?"

"It is... After you fell asleep, the Necropolis Guild was also persecuted by the Holy See, and finally the headquarters was destroyed more than ten years ago. We summon you out in the hope of using your power to revive the heroic spirit of the Necropolis Guild!" The Necropolis elder half-true and half-false fooled: "After all, the Necropolis Guild was founded by you instructed to the past. Now, the remnants of our guilds are willing to become the first force you have recaptured the world!"

"But unfortunately, the Holy See discovered our plan and sent experts to stop your rebirth..." The female dark elf added: "We tried our best to stop him, and finally successfully awakened you... Now, that guy has hit the door!"

Karad frowned: "Indeed, there is a breath outside that is not an immortal, and there is no deep or interesting guy... Well? A little further away, there is a smell with the smell of the star charlatan... Forget it, I believe you... I have been sleeping for so long and need to move!"

As he said that, the Immortal King raised his hand, and the four corpses that had just been sucked by him floated out of thin air and flew in front of him.

"I just sucked harder... I'm returning you a little now..." As he said that, he bit his fingertips, a stream of blood flowed out, divided into four parts in the air, and entered the four corpses...

"Is this... Chu Enhui?" The Dead Elder widened his eyes. While sucking blood, the vampire gave his blood back to the target, and then he could create a new vampire. This process is called Chu Enhui. Obtaining the level of the new vampire in Chu Enhui depends to a large extent on the purity of the bloodline he received! Theoretically, a prince-level vampire can create a duke-level vampire, which is already a combat power above the Paladin!

Could these four become vampire dukes? The Dead Elder shook his head and thought about it and knew that it was impossible. The vampire who could become a duke must be extremely excellent even before he gained his first support! Otherwise, a prince would create a lot of dukes casually, and the world would have been occupied by vampires long ago?

Given blood, the Immortal King smiled and said, "These four guys have a good talent, and they are basically at the level of an earl... But unfortunately, they are still too bad... Let's try the technique that they couldn't complete at the beginning!"

As he said that, the Immortal King activated his magic power. Before the four vampires who had just recovered from the dead, they squeezed together under his control, and then the flesh and blood began to merge and condense. Soon, they formed an abnormal monster like a suture monster!

"Fused reincarnation!" The Immortal King smiled proudly: "This is the new vampire magic that I have studied. While I first embraced, I fused several vampires with higher talents to become stronger and more advanced vampires! Unfortunately, this fusion is only temporary. If you can't last long, you will collapse. The fusion vampires will die... and the fusion monster is too low and its shape is too ugly..."

"But, this power is really too powerful..." The elder looked at the stitching monster and was very surprised. He had already felt the huge power contained in the monster's body!

"It's probably as good as a duke!" The prince smiled and said, "The ugly and irrational duke who can last for a few hours is just right for dealing with annoying flies..." As he said that, the Immortal King gave an order to the Fusion Monster: "Go and block the little charlatan in the north... I will cook this at the door myself!"

The fusion monster was so powerful that ugly wings grew from behind, and flew out of the cave.

"I will kill a few people, you are here, don't walk around!" After the Immortal King said that, his figure flashed and left the cave.

"Hurry, establish a connection for me!" Confirm that the Immortal King had left, the elder immediately urged the female dark elf to help the captured girl up and began to cast spells...

We must advance to the legend while the old vampire blocks the enemy! As long as I become a legend, even the old vampire will be afraid of me three points!

With such obsession, the elder began to establish a spiritual connection with the girl with the help of the female dark elf......

Zhao Qiankun smashed a lot of undead creatures all the way, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. Just as he was looking for the cave, he suddenly felt a powerful death aura coming towards him!

Zhao Qiankun frowned and non-existent brows: "Is there something to come... no, it's already here!" After saying that, he raised his head and saw a middle-aged man standing on a branch, holding his hands in front of his chest, looking down at him from a high place.

"You are the secret weapon of the Necromancer?" Zhao Qiankun raised his head and shouted.

"Are you the strongest warrior in the Holy See today?" The Immortal King asked with his head down.

Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "I don't know whether the Holy See is not a Holy See. The strongest title is good, I'll accept it!"
Chapter completed!