Chapter 1283: 1283 **Chapter 1283: Follow Me to War, Suppress the Rebellion!** Gray flames rose from the throne. The gray flame that was originally on top of the torch had somehow flown to the throne carved with skulls. Lin Moyu felt that the throne became even more conspicuous in the flames, with the skulls on it appearing more menacing. The skulls had no eyes, but Lin Moyu felt as if they were staring at him. When the flames enveloped the throne, the skulls carved on it seemed to gain soul fire, as if they had come to life. Each skull seemed to be watching him. If it were someone else, they would have been scared out of their wits. But Lin Moyu, who had been dealing with skeletons since his career change, found the situation unremarkable. The skulls stared at Lin Moyu, and he stared back with interest. The throne continuously emitted a vast power, enveloping the mountain and the cemetery. Then, the scattered bones on the throne began to move. The bones flew up in the flames and assembled together. Although there were only ten bones, not enough to form a complete skeleton, the flames filled in the missing parts, forming an outline. Lin Moyu saw a giant skeleton, partially made of bones and mostly composed of flames, sitting on the throne and merging with it. A massive pressure spread out, weighing heavily on Lin Moyu’s heart. The space at the mountain top seemed to solidify, making movement difficult. The space felt like a solid, and any small action required immense effort. The skeleton on the throne swept its majestic gaze across the mountain top. "Kneel!" A thunderous voice echoed, and a tremendous force fell on Lin Moyu, trying to press him down and make him kneel. But Lin Moyu, with his strong body, stood firm. No matter how strong the force pressing on him was, it couldn’t bend his body. Lin Moyu stood straight, and the more the force pressed on him, the more upright he stood. The flaming skeleton on the throne was noble and majestic, making it hard to look directly at it. But at this moment, Lin Moyu appeared even more resolute. The sound of something hitting the ground reached his ears. Countless flames fell from the sky, and the bones on the ground flew up and assembled into flaming skeletons, kneeling on the ground. Lin Moyu then realized that the command to "kneel" was not directed at him but at these skeletons. He also understood the situation before him. "This is a scene from countless years ago. In that era, this general-like figure issued commands here." "The skeletons in the coffins were his subordinates, his soldiers." "This place is not just a tomb; it’s also a barracks, a fortress of war." The gray flames and the throne together presented the situation from that time to Lin Moyu. The general on the throne spoke in a hoarse and majestic voice, "A great war is imminent. The realms are rebelling. Follow me to war and suppress the rebellion!" The kneeling skeletons shouted in unison, "Suppress the rebellion! Suppress the rebellion! Suppress the rebellion!" The thunderous voices echoed from the mountain, spreading throughout the cemetery. The words "suppress the rebellion" kept echoing in Lin Moyu’s ears. Then, a loud rumbling sound came from the foot of the mountain and the cemetery. The general’s words received a fierce response from the soldiers. One could imagine that at this moment, the coffins in the cemetery must have opened, and the soldiers were filled with high spirits. Even Lin Moyu was affected by the surrounding emotions, feeling a surge of excitement. But he quickly realized something was wrong and calmed his emotions. In a state of excitement, one loses calmness and composure. This state might boost combat power, but overall, it’s not a good thing. Calming down, Lin Moyu pondered the words of the skeleton general. A great war is imminent, but with whom? Combining the scenes he saw in the mysterious manor, the skeletons and the manor’s owner should be of the same lineage. Their enemy was self-evident. "Humans!" "Their enemy is the human race!" The mysterious manor was invaded by humans. But then Lin Moyu thought that it might not necessarily be humans; it could be a race that looks like humans. In the Great World, there are many races that closely resemble humans, such as the Starry Sky Fishmen, the Starry Sky Celestial Spirits, and others. So, in the mysterious manor, Lin Moyu couldn’t be entirely sure that the invaders were humans. He could only say they were a race similar to humans. But regardless of the race, the skeleton general was leading his soldiers to war, which was undeniable. "The realms are rebelling. Who are these realms?" "Are the realms individual small worlds or different races?" As far as he knew, the ancestral lands of various strong races were independent worlds created by the great powers within the race. So, calling them realms wasn’t inappropriate. Based on the skeleton general’s words, the realms were rebelling, indicating that these realms were once under their command. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be talk of rebellion. The undead army here wasn’t a frontline combat force but a force to suppress the rebellion. According to Lin Moyu’s understanding, although they were an army, they were more like internal guards, dealing with internal issues rather than external threats. When the regular army couldn’t be deployed, it was their turn to act. This meant their combat power wasn’t top-notch, at least not on par with the frontline regular army. The scene gradually quieted down, the cheers disappeared, and the flames on the mountain top slowly extinguished. The bones scattered on the ground again, and the figure on the skeleton throne disappeared. Although the flames didn’t completely go out, they were much smaller than before. The pressure on Lin Moyu also disappeared, and the space was no longer solidified or sticky. "They went to war." Lin Moyu thought to himself. What had just happened was likely a reenactment of events from that time, recorded by the gray flames and replayed here. Lin Moyu slowly walked to the side of the giant coffin. The coffin was very high, much higher than him. He had already seen that the coffin was empty. If the coffin was where the skeleton general usually rested, then the outcome of the expedition was clear: the skeleton general didn’t return. However, the skeletons in the coffins in the cemetery still existed. The two seemed contradictory. Lin Moyu looked at the coffin, which was carved with lifelike skeleton patterns. The entire coffin exuded a strong aura of death, a very pure death aura. It didn’t contain the laws of death from the Great World but was identical to the death aura in the mysterious manor. Despite countless years, the coffin remained intact. The ravages of time hadn’t left any marks on it. The material used for the soldiers’ coffins was similar to that of the ancient tomb. The material for the skeleton general’s coffin was even more advanced, beyond Lin Moyu’s reach. "Even god-level materials might not be this advanced." "In those days, what kind of existence deserved such materials?" The more advanced the material, the more precious and rare it was. Truly advanced materials weren’t something just anyone could use. At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and the throne that had just dimmed reignited with blazing flames. A huge hole appeared in the sky, and countless flaming meteors flew out, raining down like raindrops. Among the meteors were numerous bones.