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The exact location of Mamo, the Dark Country, has long been unknown. It is only known that it is located in the depths of the Sea of Sorrow, shrouded in boundless clouds.

According to ancient texts, the mainland of Mamo is made up of five larger islands plus hundreds of smaller islands around it. The islands are rich in a variety of precious spices, and are close to the golden waterways, making it the richest country on the sea.

Oh yes, at that time, when Mamo was at his most powerful and wealthy...... Dating back almost three hundred years, before the outbreak of the Battle of the Sages, the Sea of Sorrow was not called the Sea of Sorrow, but was called the "Sea of the Moon Bend". As you can see from the name, the Moon Bend Sea got its name from its shape, and it was left behind by the Silver People who flew through the sky with floating ships.

Today, although the Mamo Islands have not changed, the inhabitants of the islands have ...... It's all dead. It's been a long, long time since it's been dead, to be exact. The Mamo Islands are no longer ruled by humans, and certainly not by elves, dwarves, orcs, or even any of the living.

Undead lichs, bloodthirsty vampires, ruthless death knights, and countless zombies, skeletons, and ghouls have become masters of the land, and Mamo is now a realm of the dead ruled by countless dead.

There is a natural opposition between the living and the dead. The fear of the living for the dead stems from the fear of death, and the envy of the dead for the living is the desire for the essence of life.

Except for a few necromancers who seek the path of immortality, few beings are willing to dance with the dead. Even orcs with only three thoughts in their minds, goblins who follow their instincts, and gnolls with an IQ similar to that of beasts, the dark people who inhabit the darkness, are just as respectful of the dead.

Countless clouds loom over the Mamo Islands. From a distance, the Mamo Islands look like eternal night. There will be no sun rising and setting, just endless darkness - a dark canopy.

The Dark Canopy is an artifact capable of transforming the thriving natural life force into withered twilight, creating a vast area of the dead. In the Dead Realm, Twilight Qi will be further transformed into the Dead Spirit's favorite Death Qi. When the concentration of dead energy in the entire land rises to a certain level, then more powerful necrons will be born.

If the large number of undead is likened to the limbs of a person, then the self-aware necrons are the brains of the people. Of course, strong limbs are important, but without the command of the brain, even the strongest body is just a lump of dead flesh.

For the Dark Nation, the Dark Canopy is not only an artifact with incomparably powerful power, but also the foundation of the entire country. Not having enough dead air means "lack of food" to sustain a large number of undead. Without the large number of undead as a basis, "evolution" would not have taken place, and the necromancers would not have been born.

Why do necromancers always bring plague and death? The reason is simple, they need enough dead energy for the study of undead spells, as well as enough dead energy to sustain their army of the dead. Therefore, everywhere he went, corpses were everywhere, and everything returned to the underworld.

Therefore, the Dark Canopy is very important to the Dark Nation, and its importance is even greater than that of the Dark Nation's rulers in the past.

The ruler is gone - it's not surprising that every now and then a powerful adventurer "accidentally" appears on the Dark Throne and then chops up the ruler of the Dark Realm in two or two strokes. But if you chop it, you can chop it, and you can choose another one, it's not a big deal. After all, the main power of the Dark Realm is in the hands of the four lords, and the ruler is more often a "mascot", the product of mutual compromise between the four lords.

If the matter involves a dark canopy...... There is no need to talk about unrealistic assumptions such as being stolen, the rulers of the Dark Realm are chopped up, and the four lords usually turn a blind eye, and a symbolic chase is over. But if it's the idea of hitting the dark canopy, hehe, even if you escape to the top of the world, you must die or see the corpse!

There is a slight problem with the dark canopy, not to mention the conspiracy to subvert the world brewing in the dark, and the country of darkness will directly face the worry of national destruction! Therefore, the Dark Canopy has always been stored in the depths of Mamo Island, at the lowest level of the dungeon called the "Dark Throne". It is ruled by the ruler of the Dark Realm and the four lords at the same time - the Blood Duke Transval, the Death Knight Duke Christian, the Pale Lord Roc Barreto Silva, the Ghoul King Kmi, and the current ruler of the Dark Realm, the Banshee King Queen of Darkness.

At this moment, the hall at the bottom of the Dark Throne. The dim sleep lamp reflected four figures shrouded in shadow. They stood in the four corners of the throne, bowing their heads slightly to the figure sitting on the throne, expressing the most basic respect for being a courtier.

"My lord, you have summoned us?"

The first thing that happened was a figure in heavy armor. His voice was low, sonorous with the sound of metal colliding. On the ground around him, a layer of hoarfrost loomed.

"Lester heeds your call."

The second vocalization was a slightly shrill man's voice, as sharp as a claw scraping against glass. Even from a long distance, he could taste the extremely strong smell of blood on his body.

"Hehe......"

The figure with a low chuckle was draped in a long robe, with a long cane in one hand. At the tip of the cane, a skull made of crystal shone brightly.

“……”

The silent figure was extremely fat, and his shadow was larger than the other three combined. He was not so much standing in a corner of the throne as he was crouching there.

There was silence on the throne, and the seated figure seemed to fall into a deep sleep, without the slightest reaction.

The silent wind blew, and the sleeping lamp flickered, causing the shadows in the hall to dance too. The ugly statue in the corner of the hall seemed to come to life, its shadow squirming wildly in the reflection of the firelight.

Silence enveloped the four figures with the lights flickering on. The already gloomy hall of the audience is even more strange at the moment.

I don't know how long it took, but the sonorous voice with the sound of metal colliding sounded again.

"How long has Your Majesty been asleep?"

The answer was the skeletal wizard in the robes beside him.

"The last time I woke up, it was almost four years and five months ago." After a brief pause, the skeleton wizard added, "Hehe, what's the difference between she's awake and asleep?" ”

In response to the skeleton wizard's questioning was the Bloodline's shrill laugh and a bellows-like gasp.

"That's right!" The bright red pupils of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan flashed with boundless anger and cruelty, "It's just an inferior slave, and being able to sit on the throne is the greatest gift of the Blood Clan." She still wants to point fingers at us? ”

"Don't forget, Duke of Transvale! Back then, you were also a defeated soldier under His Majesty! ”

The white frost spread with the sound of metal clashing, instantly turning a quarter of the ground around the throne into ice collars. A large red mist of blood followed.

The fields of white and red collide and intertwine with each other.

The frost on the ground touched the blood mist, and immediately became mottled as if it had been corroded; The red blood mist collided with the hoarfrost and began to solidify at a speed visible to the naked eye, but before the blood mist could coagulate, a gust of wind blew it away.

The Skeleton Wizard was still smiling, and the battle in front of him seemed to be insignificant to him. The gaze revealed in the same bright red pupils was full of playfulness and banter.

The other fat figure was equally indifferent, but the bellows-like panting was a little more intense.

The Death Knight's confrontation with the Blood Duke didn't last long. To be exact, the forces of the two sides only collided slightly, and then they each gave up. Because they also know very well that there will be no result in fighting with each other. Since there will be no results, then the mere high and low of the tongue is also meaningless.

Seeing the two great lords stop, the skeleton wizard spoke as if talking to himself: "Your Majesty's time is running out. In the past 100 years, His Majesty's wakefulness has become shorter and shorter, and the time spent asleep has become longer and longer. One day, Your Majesty will enter an eternal sleep. Hehe...... Once His Majesty is gone, the dark canopy will also ...... Oh, that's what we look forward to, and that's what we resist......"

The skeleton wizard's words left the other three High Lords speechless

The living have the troubles of the living, worry about food and clothing, worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, and the dead also have the sorrow of the dead. has already "died once", and even "died more than once", the seven emotions and six desires have long been distorted. However, the dead still have desires, and the jealousy and hatred of the living are eternal.

The dimly lit hall fell silent again. The four lords were all caught up in their own thoughts.

“…… Time is running out. ”

A distant voice suddenly sounded. At some point, the figure sitting on the throne slowly got up, and finally stood up.

"Your Majesty!" The Death Knight of the White Frost stepped forward, then knelt down on one knee, "The Frost Dead Knights obey your call!" ”

The standing figure was not tall, but rather short in front of the huge throne. She didn't seem to notice her most loyal courtier, her voice still distant and uninhibited.

"The man in the prophecy has come into the world. He is our people's last hope, and at the same time will be our people's burial ......"

"Your Majesty!" The Blood Duke's voice was sharp and harsh, "Where is that person?" The Van Bloods will do whatever it takes to sacrifice his blood! ”

The skeleton wizard didn't speak, but he also stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

The last ghoul monarch, its fat body moved, and then fell to the ground like a five-body throw.

"If you find him, you must find him......"

The diminutive figure raised its thin arm and pointed straight into the invisible darkness.