"Brother, who do you want to let out?" The second elder thought for a moment. Over the years, they have allowed their people to live in the Valley of the Dead. Their safety is guaranteed, but they have also reduced enough growth. In a short time

Fortunately, if time goes by, after the older generation like them all grow old.

Whether these new generation tribesmen can support the Valley of the Dead, they will not simply think that the outside world will always be afraid of the undead magicians in the Valley of the Dead. If they were really afraid, there would not have been the attack that year, and it would be even worse.

There will be no cases where some necromancers will magically disappear after leaving the valley.

"I plan to let them help the Shenwei Empire, repel the orcs, and let them experience killing on the battlefield and experience the feelings of the world!" The elder thought for a moment and asked the new generation of necromancers to go outside for a walk.

, he had already made plans before, but due to some reasons, he was not able to arrange it.

Now they have enough time, and they have arranged everything they can. After having some free time, they have to think about their new generation.

Because most of the members of the new generation in the Valley of the Dead have already become a little out of touch with the outside world, they don't want their descendants to have to be fools for others in the coming days, and they will be played to death by others.

There are countless forces in the world who ended up being killed by their enemies just because their descendants did not provide enough support. It is no longer a minority.

Therefore, they must not let this kind of tragedy happen to the undead magician, so going out for a trip has become a necessary condition, but they are also worried. If something happens to their descendants, they may be in trouble within the next hundred years.

Whether new descendants can join is a big question.

"So brother, who are you going to let lead the team?" The third elder asked. You must know that they will send at least about a hundred necromancers this time. With so many descendants, nothing can happen to them. If something happens, they will hang themselves.

I have all my thoughts.

There is no way. In what seems to be a very powerful Valley of the Undead, there are only about a hundred descendants of the new generation. As for the other people, there are basically such a large number of people from several generations.

In fact, they arranged for these descendants to go out and experience the feelings of the world. In fact, they also had a plan, which was to let these boys find the people they love as soon as possible, and cook the rice outside quickly, so that they could give them more children.

When the clan members come out, they like them all, whether they are male or female.

"I'm going to let the fourth and fifth boys go there once. The fourth and fifth boys have quite good relations with some officials of the Shenwei Empire. If you two take them to join the war, the situation will be better!" The elder thought for a moment.

, the decisive step was to let Fourth Elder Lin Qijun and Fifth Elder Lin Zimo lead the team out directly.

Who makes the two of them often deal with people from the Divine Power Empire? As for why they don’t deal with people from other forces, the reason is not because the Valley of the Dead is actually in the Divine Power Empire. They don’t deal with the official forces of the Divine Power Empire and deal with those little shrimps.

What does the little fish do? Is it fun?

"There is no problem between the two of us!" Fourth Elder Lin Qijun and Fifth Elder Lin Zimo said there was no problem at all. Anyway, they had not dealt with each other once or twice, and the newcomers walked slowly from the Valley of the Dead to the battlefield.

You might also be able to experience some other interesting things.

"What about He Ziwei? He seems to be a master who has traveled outside!" Second Elder Zhang Zhanming suddenly remembered that He Ziwei can also be regarded as a new generation, but He Ziwei has no shortage of travel experience, and he himself is an outsider.

A wild necromancer who grew up.

"In his words, I will arrange for him to assist Tang Xinming, the second prince of the Divine Power Empire, to help him wipe out the orcs who have sneaked into the Divine Power Empire. And if you don't feel like He Ziwei, he is a good piece of material. If he is allowed to grow up well, the future elders will

It won’t be a problem to give him the position!” Great Elder Zhao Zitong thought for a while.

Regarding He Ziwei, he still expressed that he was very relieved. He had no ambitions and was very easy-going. He didn't have the kind of temper that would cause him to explode. As long as he didn't touch his negative side, he was still very easy-going and very knowledgeable.

Let's train him and become an elder of the Valley of the Dead, there won't be any problem.

But the only shortcoming is that He Ziwei may lack a certain amount of friendship with some powerful people at the top of the human race. He needs to replenish this friendship. As for how to replenish this friendship, go to the battlefield together and fight against the enemy together. Isn't this the final way to cultivate feelings?

"I believe He Ziwei will not refuse!" Zhang Zhanming, the second elder, answered with certainty. If He Ziwei was asked to make friends with some powerful people, he might not be able to do it, but if he was asked to clean up some alien races and contribute to mankind

, he was still very happy.

"It hurts me so much!" He Ziwei felt as if all the bones in his chest had been broken by someone else. He was groaning on the ground, but he still didn't stand up.

The people opposite He Ziwei were wearing black clothes and black armor and wind-colored cloaks. They also held a two-meter-long spear in their hands. They also wore grimace masks on their faces. The ferocious bronze grimaces on the masks were enough to fight at night.

It frightened some timid people. At the same time, there were knife marks on the black armor on the opponent's body, and there was an icy aura around them. Before anyone could get close to them, they felt like they were already in the cold winter.

"Brother He, are you okay? Don't compete with them! You are no match for them!" Allen looked a little distressed and was beaten to the ground again. He Ziwei said not to fight with the two soldiers on the opposite side.

Went down.

"I'm fine. These death knights are really cruel!" He Ziwei touched his chest. Since he was already infinitely close to the six-pole strength, he knocked down these two death knights in two blows. The spear in the opponent's hand was

They are all made of fine iron and weigh more than a hundred kilograms. If this kind of weapon is hit once, it is considered strong without hanging.

"It's okay, I just want to give it a try!" He Ziwei felt that the bones in his chest were about to shift. If Allen hadn't used healing magic to help him recover, he would still have to hum in bed for half a month.

It's just that He Ziwei didn't hate each other, but looked happy. He was happy because the death knights were so powerful. He could feel that if it weren't for his own strength that restricted them, their strength would definitely be around level seven, and they wouldn't be able to do anything.
Chapter completed!