"I am a skeleton, a skeleton with thin bones." The thought turned into the little skeleton's mind.

As for what is a skeleton and what is a thin bone, there is no such concept for a small skeleton.

He just walked on the wasteland according to his master's will, and received a comment from the vampire next to him.

The master is the master, and his orders need to be followed unconditionally, while the vampire is a guy with a certain smell all over his body.

That is a friendly army and cannot be hurt.

The little skeleton is not very clear about what the concept of friendly forces is, but knows what it means to not be hurt.

Among the small Skeleton Society, there are only a few things, one is walking, and the other is pounce on and wave your hands or anything in your hands. This behavior is called injury.

As vampire commented, the original owner of the little skeleton should be a 15 or 16-year-old child, only 1.5 meters tall, the bones are not thick, some yellowed bones appear very fragile, and there are cracks visible to the naked eye.

"Gilder, how long have we been wandering in this damn wasteland?" Next to them were two vampires called friendly forces talking. One of them even hung the blood bag in his hand on the ribs of the small skeleton and treated him as a moving rack.

"I don't know either. Damn God knows that the Lich King is actually a road ill." Gilder said in a very small voice, with little memories of the little skeleton. I remember that a missionary with a holy light that exuded an annoying breath said the same thing not long ago, and now he seems very peaceful in the icicles.

"What is Guild?" The blue soul flame flashed in the little skull's yellow skull, and a question appeared in the little skull's mind.

Then soon he got the answer from the conversation between the two vampires.

"Gilder, what is the name of Lord Lich King? I have never heard of anyone."

"The Lich King is the master, so the Lich King's name is the master." The strange logic flashed for a moment, and the little skeleton came to his own conclusion: "The name is everyone's identity."

"Let's talk less about the Lich King. The only thing we want to know is how long we will go around here."

"We are not as durable as these bone racks, in this way..."

"I'm a bone stand, I'm very durable." The little skeleton soul flame captures key words.

"So my name is durable?" The little skeleton staggered, and it turned out to be the vampire's blood bag hanging on his ribs, and pushed him ventilatedly.

Climbing up from the ground, the little skeleton's soul fire seemed to be affected.

"My name is nai...my name is nai...my name is nai..." The little skeleton kept repeating this idea in his mind, and there was only one syllable left in the previous name.

The soul fire formed by the incomplete soul does not have much thinking ability. It is amazing to be able to execute the few commands attached to the Lich King. This incomplete thinking ability is stuck at this moment.

The little skeleton's soul fire kept beating. In the midst of this constant beating, something incomplete was once again ignited.

“My name is nai.”

“I’m nai.”

With the transmission of some information, the little skeleton gave himself a name. In fact, he still doesn't quite understand the meaning of the name, but he just thought maybe he should have a name.

In my mind, my name was constantly repeated. The little skeleton's soul fire changed and became more stable. It was no longer like before, as if a gust of wind blew and disappeared.

Some patterns gradually spread on the skeleton's yellow bones.

Some people around him who knew him looked at the changes in the skeleton and knew in their hearts what this was.

Mutant skeleton.

The army of skeletons of the undead natural disaster re-energizes the dead bones of the past, absorbs the remaining soul energy around and on the corpse, and forms soul fire to control the dead bones.

This kind of soul fire is undoubtedly incomplete compared to a complete soul, and has extremely single function.

However, due to certain special reasons, such as the mutual devouring between soul fires, the structure of soul fires has mutated, which will allow this lowest-level army to gain some special abilities.

For example, in some undead planes, there is the existence of the sea of ​​undead, receiving some remains of other worlds at any time, and forming skeletons through world mechanisms. These skeletons will hunt other undead skeletons and devouring the other party's soul fire to obtain their own promotion under the induced rules of the world.

With the accumulation of a large number of skeletons, there will always be some skeletons becoming powerful skeleton kings.

However, it is said that the world has established a cooperative relationship with an organization called the Unclean Secret Society. In response to the large amount of remains wasted every year, it has created a slogan of environmental protection, efficient and self-reliant Skeleton Sea upgrade plan.

It greatly increases the probability of high-level skeletons appearing.

I heard that the Lich King and the Undead Plane were recruited and summoned some time ago. Because they did not have five insurances and one fund for work, and there were no qualified labor rules, they were refused to provide troops by the Undead Plane.

Therefore, there are not many mutated skeletons now. Most of them are powerful beings in their lifetime and will only form mutated skeletons after death.

A small number of people who have lost their fortunes have killed people, and the skeletons that have devoured their souls may also mutate.

There are not a shortage of skeletons that suddenly change as they walk, but they are very rare.

The soul fire in Xiaonai's eyes thundered a few times and then completed the mutation, and then he didn't care about him anymore.

There are hundreds of thousands of skeletons in the sea, and it is still increasing over time.

There are also tens of thousands of mutated skeletons, and in addition to this, there are other aliens.

A small skeleton mutated and no one would care about it.

Little nai followed the army of skeletons around the wasteland, until one day they finally saw a city.

The number of the undead army has completely reached one million.

The wasteland was not a real wasteland before. I don’t know how many people buried their bodies underground.

Looking at the city gradually approaching, Xiaonai's thinking became even more active.

Many people have talked to him these days. Although his soul fire is still the size of two fingers, the original blue color has turned into a dazzling color, just like the starry sky you see in the night sky.

Xiao Nai also saw the starry sky. It was when he was walking and was pushed down. In his empty eyes, looking at the dotted night sky, something seemed to be touching.

Perhaps because the little nai turned into a mutated skeleton, he was assigned a rusty iron sword.

In this way, the little skeleton and little nai walked towards the city in a daze.
Chapter completed!