[Third Update]
This wouldn't have happened in Metatlin City. Salin didn't participate much in the rebuilding of the Elemental Hand. The Elemental Hand's internal structure was still a bit chaotic. That was why Van Gogh dared to meditate in the core room of the Elemental Hand to recover his Spiritual Energy.
The three mages were sent to the Inferno Plane. They definitely wouldn't die. As long as they didn't run into the God of the Underworld, the creatures of the Inferno Plane couldn't do anything to them.
Their level was still too low. They had to rest for a long time just to use the power of the divine artifact.
It took Van Gogh an hour to get up from his chair with a bitter smile on his face.
But the person who ruined Salin's plan was done. He pushed open the window and slid down to the ground. The tower was more than 100 meters tall. There weren't many patrolling in the night. Van Gogh reached the ground easily. His robe had turned gray with a magic mark on it.
This was the characteristic of a Level-Four Mage. There were many of them in Alchemy City and they wouldn't attract much attention. Van Gogh covered his face with his hood and slowly walked away from the tower in the core of Alchemy City.
After another hour, the mages of the Elemental Hand felt something was wrong. Why hadn't the fallen priest who was meeting with the three elders moved?
Some brave mages pushed open the door and found no one inside. They immediately shouted.
Alchemy City was in chaos. Magic alarms sounded one after another. But Van Gogh's disguise as a Level-Four Mage was flawless. Those who saw his face were also affected by the fallen divine spell and couldn't remember what he looked like.
Salin wasn't in this plane. The mages of Alchemy City didn't know what to do.
Salin also didn't know that Van Gogh had caused trouble for himself after he left. Of course, Van Gogh wouldn't act without thinking. It was quite dangerous to deal with three Level-11 Mages. If he didn't have a special divine artifact, there was a high chance he would die in a one versus three fight.
There were many dragon graveyards. Most of them were concentrated in the Dragon Plane. But the footprints of dragons were the same as humans. They covered the entire crystal wall. In some planes, the Giant Dragons had also developed powerful forces.
Especially in subcontinents, where human power couldn't reach its peak, the influence of dragons would be even greater.
In such a plane, the dragon race would also build a graveyard for the dead to rest in peace.
This plane was already dead, and the coordinates given by the Bone Dragon were not inside the Dragon Graveyard, but a plain. There was still a river in front of him. If the coordinates were shifted by a few millionths of a second, Salin would be teleported directly into the water.
As far as Salin could see, there was not a single living creature. There weren't even any fish, shrimp, or aquatic plants in the river.
The thick aura of death made the Wing Skeleton take a deep breath.
Daniel released his Undead Flames and frantically absorbed the energy of this plane.
There were no living creatures here, and it had not been transformed into an Undead Plane. This place was the abandoned land of the Gods.
When a plane had no other living beings other than believers, the plane would gradually decline and die. And this was a situation under the control of the gods. If the gods absorbed the power of faith without restraint, then this plane would age and die in ten million years at most.
When a plane died, the gods would abandon it. There would no longer be any life in this place. Not even the weakest insect would appear.
This plane hadn't been completely abandoned yet. Salin saw an ancient battlefield.
This was a battlefield that had not been cleaned. Countless white bones were laid on the other side of the river. The metal armors had completely decayed. Those white bones could only exist because this plane was filled with the power of death.
If there was the existence of Soul Fire, this plane would have long been transformed into an Undead Plane.
Salin touched his Universe Ring and thought to himself, Mr. Bone Dragon, looks like your corpse is preserved.
Salin did not want to go back on his word. This place was too perfect. Although the gods had abandoned this place, it was not because this place was worthless, but because the war had ended too suddenly. The gods who had controlled this place had probably died, and there were no other gods to take over this place.
The Winged Skeleton suddenly burst into laughter. Raphael looked at this skeleton in confusion.
"Master, I want to keep the Jade Skeletons here," the Wing Skeleton requested.
"Oh?"
"I have twelve Jade Skeletons with very high intelligence. I also have more than a thousand Golden Skeletons. If I keep them and plant a large amount of Soul Fire, the Jade Skeletons will become Gods in no time!"
Salin laughed. It seemed that the Wing Skeleton wanted to learn from him and let his subordinates become Gods so that he could command the Gods to fight.
Of course, things were not so simple. The Wing Skeleton was not vain. There were no living creatures in this plane. In other words, there was no master. The Wing Skeleton left many Soul Fires and a mess of Souls. This place would develop into a huge Undead Plane.
If the Gods in this Undead Plane were all the Wing Skeleton's fighters, the Wing Skeleton could easily summon countless Souls to fight for it.
This plane belonged to the Winged Skeletons.
"Alright, if you want." Salin agreed to the Wing Skeleton's request. It was a good choice to build a Soul Force in this plane. It was not easy for Souls to become Gods, but there were not many disadvantages. The God of the Dead only needed a little faith. Like the Dragon God, it was difficult to cause the collapse of the plane.
However, it was also very difficult for Souls to become Gods. The strongest God of the Dead in history was only Level-16.
The Soul Plane that the Wing Skeleton was in had its God killed and became a vassal plane of humans. All the undead had become human warriors.
Raphael said, "What about the dragon graveyard? You still can't find it?"
She found it harder and harder to understand humans. Salin did not seem to care much about finding the dragon graveyard. When he killed the Bone Dragon, Salin seemed to attach great importance to this matter.
"Let's look. Maybe we will find something."
Salin used the movement skill of earth elemental magic and crossed the river in one step. He walked through the battlefield and searched around with his Elemental Eyes. He was satisfied.
Although there was nothing else he could use, to the Winged Skeleton, this plane was a treasure.
Daniel remained silent. Salin said as he walked, "Daniel, there is no use in being envious. You are a Necromancer, not an Undead. Unless you want to be a Necromancer. "
Daniel shivered. A Necromancer's memory would be erased. With the Wing Skeleton, he might be able to avoid such a terrible outcome. The problem was, a Necromancer's memory was also a terrible outcome. Because a Necromancer had no taste, no pain, and no joy.
Wasn't that the same as being tortured? Endless days and nights.
"You have the coordinates of this plane. Discuss it with Bing. He might be able to let you summon a Jade Skeleton." Salin suggested. Daniel looked at the Wing Skeleton eagerly. The Wing Skeleton grinned at him.
This strange smile was so intimate in Daniel's eyes.
"If you want to summon a Jade Skeleton …"
"Master Bing, whatever you say." Daniel replied impatiently.
"Whatever you say?"
"Yes."
"Then we can discuss it later. Your summoned Undead can be nurtured here first." The Wing Skeleton did not state his conditions immediately. He was not easy to fool. Summoning his Jade Skeleton did not seem like much now. But in the future when the Jade Skeleton became a God, this summoning would not be cut off.
Maybe after the Jade Skeleton became a God, it would not care about Daniel anymore. But because of the ancient contract, it would still send powerful subordinates to help Daniel.
Daniel would be under the care of the Undead God. He would become a powerful Necromancer.
This was different from a Divine Art. Daniel did not have to pay the price of faith to obtain the power of a God.
The Wing Skeleton needed to consider this carefully. Salin did not let him agree immediately. The Wing Skeleton did not reject him either. He gave Daniel hope first.
As for what benefits he wanted, or what price he wanted Daniel to pay, the Wing Skeleton planned to discuss it with Neris. With Neris's temper, she could differentiate between distance and proximity. She and the Wing Skeleton were both Salin's contracted creatures. If the Wing Skeleton was at a disadvantage, she would not be willing.
The competition between the two of them was another matter altogether.
The coordinates provided by the Bone Dragon were a little off. This was not intentional. Planes would move. The speed of movement might not change much in a hundred million years.
This plane had existed for too long. Salin did not know how the Bone Dragon knew the coordinates. But soon, he saw the Dragon Graveyard.
That was the only building that had retained a trace of its original appearance on Salin's journey of more than three thousand miles.
The graveyard's gate was made of black bones. Those were the bones of the Fallen Dragon Race. They were immortal.
But they were still decayed. The dragon runes engraved on the black bones were already blurred. The power of time still existed in this plane.
Salin slowed down and walked into the tall graveyard gate very slowly.
He spread his soul power. This graveyard was vast. Salin's perception could not reach the end. It should be about a few thousand miles, right?
"Master …" The Wing Skeleton asked. Salin nodded. The Wing Skeleton summoned his twelve Jade Skeletons and more than a thousand Golden Skeleton Cavalrymen.
Each Jade Skeleton commanded more than a hundred Golden Skeletons. They spread out to search the Dragon Graveyard for danger. After these skeletons were summoned, their power increased exponentially. The Soul Fire in their eye sockets almost solidified.
Dragons would not bury their corpses in the ground. Under normal circumstances, there would be Specter Dragons guarding the Dragon Graveyard. But there were no Specter Dragons in this plane. There were only tall skeletons lying quietly on both sides of the road. They looked like strange trees that grew out of the earth. There were even traces of green flames flickering in the bones.
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