Chapter 299

The gray breath of death is surging. On the left shoulder of the statue, Li Meng's figure gradually appears in the form of a human, not a black robe.

With his back against the statue, Li Meng sat on the shoulder of the statue and looked at several figures in the hall below.

The size of the statue is still very large, with a height of more than 20 meters.

"Oh! You want to cross the endless sea? "

The sound of words reverberated in the wide hall. At the same time, it also came to Alsace, who was praying in the hall.

With a deep prayer, Arthas looked up at the top of the voice.

On the left shoulder of the statue, Arthas saw the little figure.

A black, pale face, indifferent eyes.

human beings?

No, it's him. It's the new God of the dead.

Behind Alsace, the five liches also looked up at the figure on the left shoulder of the statue above. In their pupils, the green fire of the soul was beating violently.

The prayer of Alsace was received by Li Meng, and it was received from the power of faith that was constantly coming.

That's the prayer of war. Alsace wants to start a war.

But if you want to attack the mainland, the endless sea is an insurmountable barrier.

There was nothing Alsace could do about this barrier, so he prayed to God for help.

Low and noble head, Alsace said: "the endless sea is tens of thousands of miles away. In the deep sea, there are countless Warcraft and some powerful intelligent races. They are all obstacles for my undead race!"

"And the biggest obstacle is the vast sea. The island of the dead is isolated overseas. My army of the dead can't cross the sea!"

The dark hall seemed to be a little silent. Small voices could be heard far and far. Alsace's voice echoed in the hall.

The voice sounded again: "I pray for your help, let death come to the earth again, let the dead return to glory!"

As the figure moved, Li Meng left the shoulder of the statue. His body seemed to have no weight, like a feather falling gently on the altar.

Standing on the altar, looking at the figures kneeling down the steps, Li Meng said calmly: "as a dead soul, he has the same desire as human beings, Alsace! What is the source of your ambition? "

"Instinct! This is my instinct as a king. I am the Lich King, the king of the undead. My value of existence is to conquer everything in the world

The voice was a little low.

Good reason, but also a good answer.

Li Meng is very satisfied.

"Come with me!"

With that, Li Meng waved his hand, and the gray force of death swarmed out, twinkling around several figures of his royal highness.

With a flash of body shape, Li Meng disappeared, plus several figures in the hall.

Only the residual power of death floated in the air and dissipated slowly.

Outside, on a hill outside the temple of bones, the figures of Limon, Alsace, and five liches cut through the space and instantly appeared on the hill.

Dark clouds, the world forever gloomy, the earth a dark, black soil, bone, or that familiar island of the dead.

Looking at everything in front of him, Alsace's eyes were shocked.

How did he do it?

He left the temple in the blink of an eye, and Alsace didn't even know how to leave.

Instant movement?

Or space magic?

I'm afraid this is the means of "God". Only "God" has this ability.

Just like Alsace, the liches behind Alsace were also terrified. They couldn't understand what kind of ability made them come here in a moment.

Looking at that small figure, their eyes changed completely at this moment.

If before, Li Meng was just a compromise for them, now Li Meng is the real God in their heart.

"Well?"

Li Meng's heart moved.

The source of the power of faith suddenly increased a lot.

Just now, the ability to carry many people for a short distance space shuttle seems very handsome, but the cost is that it consumes all the power of belief.

The new power of faith has poured in, and the power of faith is abundant.

Li Meng stretched out his hand and said calmly, "the best tools for crossing the sea are boats. They are big enough, powerful enough and numerous enough!"

The power of death surged into the sky, forming a tornado composed of the power of death in the sky.

The force of death is surging, the tornado is spinning, when the tornado contacts the ground, the storm suddenly appears.

Clouds and thunder intersect in the sky, and dust rolls on the ground.

The storm was so powerful that the whole world surged.

The dead bones in the black soil and the struggling skeletons seem to have lost their weight and fly to the sky.

In the storm, there seems to be an invisible hand controlling the dead bones rising from the black earth.

The bones are broken, the skeletons are broken, and turned into the finest powder.

When the "amount" of gray white powder is enough, the powder is integrated, as if it was smelted at high temperature, combined into one, and re transformed into a form.

On the hill bag, Li Meng's hand was moving, as if he was painting something. Every time he waved it, the powder in the sky changed accordingly.

With countless dead bones rushing to the sky one after another, a huge outline of the sky gradually emerges.

It's a boat, a huge boat.

Using the dead bones, Li Meng is smelting a "ghost ship" belonging to the undead.

It seems inconceivable to smelt a big ship by one person, but it is not too difficult for Li Meng. It is not difficult or easy.

Ships are forming!

Looking at the sky, in front of this very shocking scene, the fire of the soul in Alsace's pupil jumped violently.

it is beyond logic and above reason!

The whole sky is disturbing. Is that the power of God?

The ship is solidifying, and the empty body is becoming full under the innumerable broken bones.

Within a moment, a huge warship over 100 meters long, with three decks and three masted sails, appeared in the air.

Huge mast, gray sails flying with the wind, the whole is dark gray, the hull surface is not smooth, has the texture of bone, the bow is high, in the bow of a huge skull standing, the green flame in the head is burning, like a bright light in the night.

On the bow deck, there are two huge crossbows on each side. They are also made of white bones. They are huge and powerful.

The two are just one of the many crossbows. On the deck, on both sides of the ship's side stand a large number of crossbows, no less than ten at a glance.

The existence of the crossbow makes the ship look more powerful.