Seeing Kfontara's question, Crownpis continued to smile: "As long as you are willing to be my companion. Our purpose is to investigate the cause of the undead in this place and try to solve it. As the strongest dragon
How about you, the undead, come and help me? Just finding out the cause of this incident will be helpful to the existence of the undead, right?"
Indeed, Kfontala is the strongest undead (self-proclaimed) of the strongest race in the Central Continent, but even if it can destroy the creatures of several countries in a short time, it cannot destroy the creatures of several countries in a few minutes.
All living things become undead.
As a giant dragon that has "resurrected" from the world before the Eight Desire Kings changed the laws of the world, it has a vague answer in its mind, perhaps related to the original magic.
If the cause is known, perhaps Kfontala can become stronger.
The problem is, you have to live to enjoy it.
Maybe this goblin wants to use him as cannon fodder and stab him in the back afterwards. However, there is no safe way——
"I see."
"It's great that you understand me, and it's a pleasure to work with you." Crounpis was very happy and patted the faucet gently.
"But, there are conditions."
"Well, I think so. Just say it, if it's not too much."
"You have to use [lopsided duel] on me every day."
Its idea is very simple: If you dare to do anything detrimental to me - then I will teleport directly to the Dragon King's home, and you will be stuck with me.
Kefantala knows the residences of some dragon kings, and also knows which dragon kings "sit at home".
"...Huh?" Crownpis was a little surprised by this reason, but soon understood it and said, "Okay, it's not very easy to use because it's easy to set up traps, but it's actually very 'cheap', ten gold coins.
That's enough, I can buy it at any time, but you have to pay for it." Since it was the other party's condition, Crounpis didn't really want to pay the bill.
"...It just so happens that this place is not far from a city of the undead. Wouldn't there be money if we go there and loot it?" Kfontala has been to this country before, but at that time he was too concerned about the incident itself and did not act in the spirit of the Dragon Clan.
Good traditions collect the wealth of the country.
"Well, it's not bad." Crounpis was also very interested.
The giant dragon carried the goblin and ran towards the city not far away where countless zombies were walking together.
Although there is no real mutual trust between the two, money is something that no one will refuse, just like robbers who join forces for robbery.
"That's right, that's a rare opportunity, so let's use this one again." Crounpis, who was sitting on the dragon's head and swaying to the rhythm of walking, secretly took out a bullet that shone like a black iron block from his infinite backpack.
Orb.
It's not much bigger than a palm, and its appearance has been carefully carved. Each side has a slightly different black light, and several sides are engraved with different runes, and it seems to be pulsating.
"Oh, that's that?" Even if he couldn't see the top of his head, Kfontala could feel that the treasure above his head contained the power that could make it happy. The energy was very familiar - part of it felt like something he had controlled before.
Immortal?
"Hehe, guess."
"Isn't that the key item that allows you to quickly defeat the undead under my control?"
"Oh - you can see it at a glance? It seems that your strength and erudition are real. You are not the kind of idiot who only relies on the amount of negative energy and the accumulation of time to become stronger."
"snort."
Hearing Kfontala's displeasure, Crounpis didn't care and continued to play with the orb in his hand.
This is a treasure offered by an underground organization that seeks immortality and power and has taken refuge in the "Hell Fairy" cult. It was originally a rough stone with an irregular shape.
When Crounpis received the orb from a group of men in black robes who were kneeling on the ground at another cemetery stronghold, and the leader held it on a tray, she immediately felt that this thing was trying to exert spiritual control over her.
"It's a boring trick." The orb was only level 40 and was neutralized on the spot by Crounpith's [Advanced Abnormal Status Invalidation 3].
The pulsating light that originally seemed to be planning to invade Crounpith was directly suppressed back into the orb.
When the angry Crounpis wanted to get rid of the guy in front of him who seemed to be plotting against him, those people started making a noise——
"Look, she's fine!"
"So far, there has never been a person who was completely unaffected by contact!"
"That's right, she must be from hell, and she is the true god we are waiting for!"
"The true God has arrived!"
Then the group that was originally lying flat immediately knocked their heads to the ground.
Later, Crounpis learned that it was the Death Orb that could create undead and collect the negative energy of the undead in the original work. Ainz obtained it from an undead researcher named "Chilanon" during a certain undead attack.
He took it from a big shot in the secret organization, but it was of no use to him, so he gave it to the Wise King of the Forest.
But with a level 40 prop, these people can be considered sincere. Crownpis "rewarded" the leader's race by "changing" to an immortal elf with the same ability as Granbell. This is only formal.
Conquered "Zhilanong".
The purpose of studying the undead by "Zhilanon" is naturally to obtain immortality and stronger power. However, as humans, as inferior creatures, becoming the undead is the fastest way to obtain immortality and stronger power. Turning into a fairy
It basically meets their needs.
The leader of "Zhilanon" got everything he wanted from Crounpis, and it also inspired everyone in the organization. I think this organization will do well in the future, and take over some of the more minor ones of the Dark Night Dead Magicians.
But it is just right to leave a large amount of information to them for sorting.
Based on his artistic talent, Crounpis polished and carved handicrafts from the original stone of the Death Orb - strangely, he combined the knowledge and abilities he learned over the years to make magic props. The product is Crounpis.
Now play with the Death Sacrifice Orb in your hand.
The function has been added to directly absorb the target's negative energy, and the level has been increased to level 52. This is the end of what Croun's leather can be carved and processed now.
The effect was demonstrated. After Cronpisi rushed into the kingdom of Kfontala, she found that the undead were attacking indiscriminately, so she took out the Death Sacrifice Orb and used three strokes, five divided by two, to control the control of these undead.
Take it away, absorb all the negative energy, and turn those undead into ordinary corpse "specimens".
No matter whether the original stone Death Orb or the refined Death Sacrifice Orb, they can only control existences that are weaker than themselves. The greater the gap between them, the higher the efficiency. Crounpis met several people and Ibilua along the way.
If the undead were of similar strength, the orb would not be able to target these slightly stronger undead if they were raw stones.