Aialotis.

The night here is quiet.

Although the city was under military control, some shady businesses continued to operate, such as brothels, because officers also needed entertainment (especially some officers with aristocratic backgrounds). Things could not be done too outrageously at that time, after all, now

The national crisis is at hand, so the wandering orioles are living in secret huts and no longer stand on the streets, actively soliciting customers. If you want to enjoy yourself, you must first find a pimp/pimp.

In a hut…

"Ah, disgusting! Are you really the personal physician of old General Lingeweni? How awesome~"

A man and a woman were lying naked on the bed, making great movements, causing the quilt to fall to the floor. The man's face was red, he was probably drunk, and his hands were constantly moving on the woman's skin.

, making the woman laugh sweetly. It was obvious that this red-haired woman was a prostitute, and even if she wasn't, she would never be a good family woman.

"No, maybe you are lying to me!" The prostitute pushed the man's hand away and giggled, her branches trembling: "I'm not as stupid as you think!"

"Who...who said that!" The man couldn't speak clearly. He put his face close to the woman's neck and greedily smelled the fragrance of the woman's body: "I am really the general's physician!"

"Impossible. Although General Lingeweni is old, his body must be very strong, otherwise he would not bear such a heavy responsibility! So it is impossible for the general to need a doctor~"

The man yelled: "How is that possible? Everyone thinks that the general is in good health, but in fact, the general... has a hereditary heart disease, which will occur when he is emotionally excited. He must eat..."

"What do you want to eat?" The prostitute pressed her breasts against the man's chest and licked/played the man's chin and neck with her tongue. Her voice was soft and lingering, which could make people's souls fly to the sky.

The man groaned in comfort and said with a silly smile: "Take the quick-acting Jiuxin Pill... Oh, baby, don't bite here, it's so itchy... Oh, God, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, it feels so good...ah!!!"

Huh, huh, I can’t do it anymore..."

The prostitute lay down for a while, waiting for the man to get tired and fall asleep. Then she straightened up and wiped the scarlet blood from the corner of her mouth. She was radiant and seemed to be three years younger than before, almost like a sixteen-year-old girl. She carefully

The man applied some potion on his neck to promote wound healing and prevent the other party from noticing when he woke up.

A black bird that looked like a raven flew to the window and pecked at the glass with its beak. After the prostitute opened the window, she shivered when the night breeze blew, and she quickly wrapped her naked body in a blanket.

He whispered to the birds for a while, then waved his jade hand to drive the birds away.

"Your Majesty must be very satisfied with this information, right? This way he can't say that he just spends money without working~ Well, damn, this useless guy actually ejaculated early..." The prostitute looked at the man's wet and sticky look with disgust.

Underwear crotch, after sighing faintly, he smiled to himself: "But the taste is still quite good, sweet and delicious, hehe. Are all the men in Orquila fruity?"

Phew, the lights go out.

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Qingyi always had a sense of depression in his heart. This feeling was so strong that no matter what he thought about, he would always think of a bad ending. Suffering so much, he had no choice but to log off and think quietly alone. He found some paper

I picked up the pen and started smearing, and at the same time turned on the music.

Pure Chinese words floated out from the speakers. Qingyi likes to listen to Chinese songs.

There are three subordinates who have infiltrated into Orquila. One is the Twilight Prayer, Pers. He uses the name of missionary to maintain a close relationship with the nobles of Orquila, which is helpful to spy on intelligence and create trouble;

One is the necromancer spy expert, the omniscient Oscol, who continuously conveys important information back, allowing him to grasp the movements of NPC forces at the first time; the last one is Clavesol, but that guy is obviously just having fun.

More than work! It's better not to count on her, yes, that's right, firmly refuse to admit that she went to work, so that she won't be reimbursed for her bills!

There are four people on the front line, namely: Neveu, the Necromancer who is responsible for commanding the cavalry; Fermat, the Necromancer who is responsible for repairing equipment; and Waterpole Ka, the Necromancer who is responsible for training soldiers.

Lun; the red devil hound, Frankie, who is responsible for containing and killing the enemy's middle and high-level elites.

Among the enemy players are the most powerful strategist of the "Gospel" - the military strategist Bald Eagle, as well as several large guilds; among the enemy NPCs is the Venomous Glahid, one of the twelve heroes of the mainland, who also has seniority and experience.

Rich Minister of Military Affairs Ringo Winnie.

We have mastered the "Fermat airship" and also have "embryonic tissue fluid", so there are no problems in logistics and battlefield medical treatment. The command system can use soul wavelength, but we must be prepared for the enemy's necromancer to fish in troubled waters.

After thinking for a while, Qingyi still felt that he did not have comprehensive information. He clicked on the forum to find a breakthrough point...

That’s right! This is it!

Qingyi opened the pinned post, his eyes widened and his expression became worse and worse.

Baiye Liuguang was killed and was demoted to the third place in "Goth" and the seventh place in the world. "Gospel"'s Zeng rose to the second place, while "Fuji"'s Hanazuki Demon rose to the third place. This change is not a big change.

, can simply shock the entire "Qiankun". You know, it is not someone else who died, but the number one "Goth"! Players of this level can no longer be measured by conventional combat power... No, even the server rankings

The next five great gods cannot be used as a standard of measurement! If this situation is not stopped, it will easily turn into a national war between the two servers!

But Qingyi is not pale because of this! In his opinion, it doesn't matter even if "Gospel" and "Goth" go to war, the important thing is...

Baiye Liuguang was surrounded and killed by a group of "gospel" gods waiting for him!

In other words, there is no longer any foreign god in the “gospel”!

To put it more plainly, since there are no foreign gods, the "gospel" gods can have their hands and feet free to do their own thing!

The fact before Qingyi is that the "gospel" god will appear at any time and assist the living players to attack Osgilia! It doesn't take much, just a god who is similar to Agni Ambition, and the city wall will be like a

Decoration!

Qingyi pressed her forehead and breathed heavily.

The slightest hope of victory was now completely wiped out.

The Great God is equivalent to a strategic weapon. Even if it is not used on the battlefield, it can still intimidate people infinitely, not to mention that there are ten such strategic weapons on the opposite side! On the other hand, the most advanced among the Necron players is himself, level 36...

...is only half the opponent's level. How can we resist the opponent's intimidation?! The strongest army commander of "Gospel", plus the ten strongest combat professional players of "Gospel", and the level, the number of them is higher than our own

The player army...this does not include an NPC force and a hero NPC!

From the beginning, this war was not a reciprocal relationship. Compared with the biological players of "Gospel", Qingyi was at an absolute disadvantage. No matter how many cities he slaughtered, no matter how many pregnant women he killed, he was still so weak.

, can only be crushed and then broken into powder. This is no longer something that can be solved simply by "wisdom" and "strength". It should be said that there is no solution. In other words, the possibility of Qingyi's victory is 0%

.

Why have necromancers been expelled by various forces on the mainland since ancient times, like lost dogs? Why are assassins' unions banned by various countries as both combat professions, while warriors and magicians can walk on the road openly? This is because,

Necromancers and assassins stand on the opposite side of the public. Since they stand on the opposite side of the public, they are not tolerated by the public. They can only hide in dark corners like bugs, always being cautious, being chased, and having to run for their lives when being hunted.

The same goes for the group of undead creatures. They can never be recognized by the public. If they want to operate in the mainland, they must carefully conceal their aura, avoid ears and eyes, and live a life of retreat like necromancers and assassins.

.Want to stand upright in front of living creatures? Dream! No, undead creatures cannot sleep and cannot even dream. Therefore, they cannot use dreams to paralyze themselves and can only quietly endure the cruelty of reality.

The so-called "expansion"? It's just a joke...

Qingyi shook his head and became stunned.

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"I believe that all your mentors have told you 'what the King of the Dead is', but what I want to say is 'the meaning of the existence of the King of the Dead', that is, 'why there is a King of the Dead'."

"After death, living creatures resurrect for various reasons and become undead creatures. Time has no limit on undead creatures, and the environment is not enough to stop them. All living people can become undead creatures, so the number of undead creatures

More and more, until the world is turned upside down."

"But the undead creatures are always a piece of loose sand. As the price of recovery, many undead creatures have lost their memory and personality. They stand at the lowest point of the undead world. They cannot change the world. Therefore, the appearance of the undead king is needed. Before death

People with strong souls can retain their consciousness and continue their interrupted life, so that they may go further than before."

"As a lion, you must have the consciousness of a lion. Since you are standing in this position, you should work hard to expand your territory and uproot the forces that dare to be hostile to us. This is your responsibility, this is your mission! Let the shadow of death once again

Cover the earth, let the undead creatures rise again, let history witness the glory, and let the world remember us!"

"Why is there a King of the Undead?! This question is the most rubbish question in the world, and war is the best reason! Except for blood and fire, everything is an enemy!"

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Recalling what the Eternal Emperor said, Qingyi felt a bitter taste in his mouth, as if he had taken a sip of freshly squeezed coptis juice out of thin air. For the first time, he felt that he was a waste and could not bear the responsibility of the King of the Undead. When he

When he took over the title of King of the Undead from Robert, he also knew that there would be conflicts with living creatures in the future, but he did not realize how difficult it would be. He thought that he would be like the protagonist in a certain novel, and his enemies would be stupid.

He would kill them one by one without pulling them for a while, so that he could grow up slowly. He thought that playing games was such an easy process.

But no.

Powerful enemies will appear suddenly, and the current situation and public opinion are overwhelmingly against him, but he has no time to prepare. For Qingyi, this is not a novel, this is reality. Reality will only be so cruel that it makes people despair.

, will only make you realize that "you are actually not even as good as a walk-on"; reality is not a novel, it will not give you room for obscenity, it will only oppress you or trample on you all the time, making you give up your freedom and dignity,

Give up pride.

Lion? Lice, right? A louse that is disliked by others and is always on guard against being crushed to death. This is the portrayal of the King of the Undead. There is nothing glamorous or outstanding at all.

The music came from the speakers, it was Pu Shu's "Newboy". The slightly hoarse singing voice spread its wings and swirled around the room.

(Yes, I see sunshine everywhere)

(Happiness is flying over the city)

(The new world comes like a dream)

(makes people feel warm)

(Is your old pocket watch still spinning?)

(Can you still wear your old leather shoes?)

(Here is a Future cigarette)

(Don’t you want to try it?)

(Tomorrow morning...I guess the sun will be fine)

(I have to clean myself up)

(Sell all the old ones)

(Oh how wonderful this is...come on Pentium Computer)

(Let them think for me)

(Wear new clothes and get a new haircut)

(Relax windows98)

(dress up beautifully)

(18 years old is heaven)

(Our life is as sweet as sugar)

Qingyi slowly lowered his head and rested his forehead on the computer desk. He closed his eyes, and his heart felt like iron, slowly sinking, which made his chest hurt. The singing was full of youth, but for some reason, the more he listened, the more

This song made him feel more uncomfortable and painful. He rubbed/grabbed the clothes on his chest, feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath.

(Wear new clothes and get a new haircut)

(Relax windows98)

(There will be no more pain in the future)

(How cool would our future be)

"Really...how miserable will our future be..." Qingyi laughed, but he didn't look happy at all. Instead, he looked more like he had just undergone liver surgery.

Since ancient times, many undead kings and their empires have disappeared from history. This is not accidental, but inevitable. Undead creatures are resurrected from the dead, which violates the laws of the world, so they are aliens that cannot be tolerated.

Impurity that cannot exist.

but……

Qingyi used force with his right hand and broke the ballpoint pen.

Who is willing to be a prisoner of reality!!!! Who will give in to you, world!!!!!!!! Even if the possibility is 0%, I will add 1% to it!!!

!!!

(Go forward, your way)
Chapter completed!