"Wait a minute, no, you have to go with me. Or him."
As he said that, Wosolun pointed his finger at Usoran and Alkadiza.
"What are you going to do?"
Neferata stood up nervously. Such a move made Vosolun's dry skin twitch as if it came to life.
His pale, dry eyes looked at this incomprehensible woman with disdain, while approaching Alkadiza, he said.
"Compared to Astri's blood-red jackal army, Quata's alabaster army, Lybaras's Fux army, and Lahmia's Utopia, they are the incarnations of Asaph. Their power is as strong as
There is no way a poisonous snake in the desert can confront that demon head-on."
"So, using necromancy to forcefully control them will have no effect."
"The gods are arrogant, and the souls among the UNESCO special forces will only be the most heroic warriors of the year. Therefore, I want to preserve their intelligence, awaken them, and strengthen them with necromancy."
"As for how to make them willingly go to the battlefield, it's up to you."
The old vampire pulled Alkadiza, but his pale eyes looked at Usuoran flying on the ceiling, and said.
"Usuoran, show off your ability to turn anyone into a mature person. Or, let the future King of Khemri call on them."
Usuoran resolutely blew the wind under his wings towards Wosolun, and flew outwards without looking back.
"I can't do it. If you want those people to obey orders, you'd better let Alkadiza go."
The old vampire stretched out his claws slightly and handed it to the prince. Under the small amount of gray flesh, Alkadiza could clearly see his skeleton.
"Prince, it seems we can only go together."
Alkadiza put his left hand on his sickle-shaped sword, and without saying a word, he turned over and sat on the back of the giant undead bird.
With another soft sound, Wosuolun also landed on the giant bird.
As the wind of death connected the vampire and the structure, a sonic boom was pulled out of the air, almost deafening Alkadiza's ears. When he reacted, he only saw a purple film wrapped around his body.
body, pressing him firmly onto the structure.
In front of him, on the other side of the Daming River, a large number of pyramids appeared in front of him, which were the tombs of the previous kings of Lahmia.
Under Wosolun's control, they quickly landed far away.
The preparation of the spell does not need to be carried out in the pyramid, but Wosolun landed so far away not just for this reason.
The kings were very concerned about the possibility that their peace after death would be disturbed by the world, so curses set by the funeral sect in accordance with the requirements of the kings were left in all the tombs.
Of course, Wosolun would not be stupid enough to enter the pyramid directly. Curses are quite difficult to prevent among wizards, especially curses that are bound to geography.
Outside the pyramid, the wind of death settled on the ground in large quantities. Wosolun nodded, which saved a lot of effort in finding magical energy.
His pale, dry eyes looked at the sky, and several black shadows appeared in the distance. The structure composed of flesh wings and the wind of death quickly delivered what Wosolun wanted to the tomb... p>
Above are ten men in black robes and a large number of boxes bound by bones to the backs of undead birds.
Wosuoran simply raised his paws, and the apprentices whose faces were hidden under the black robes immediately carried the box on the giant undead bird and handed it to the old vampire.
After opening it, Alkadiza was surprised to find that there were several layers divided into sections, which seemed to be curved stone slabs.
"What is this?"
The prince asked puzzledly.
The old vampire's claws touched it, and the intertwined purple and blue runes became more and more shining.
"Prefabricated rune boards can be assembled according to the needs of the magic circle. In a few minutes, a mature magic circle can be built, although it will cause some problems in the details of spell casting."
"However, if we want to perfectly depict the awakening of the black special girl
It will take at least fifteen hours to create the ritual runes. That demon has already demolished Neferata's toy palace, and may even demolish the entire Lahmia."
"So, I can only take risks and use this."
As he spoke, Wosolun drew a complex ring on the parchment out of thin air with the corrosive power of the wind of death, and hundreds of rune patterns appeared in the ring at the same time.
These runes have no mana supply and no inherent magic fulcrum. They are only used as reference drawings. The actual construction still requires these dozen students to complete.
With a slight wave of his claws, Wosolun took out some tiny broken path stones and scattered them on the ground seemingly casually.
Purple mist poured out from the desert and entered Wosolun's body, which made him feel that his magic power was gradually filling up.
At the same time, beside him, the apprentices began to assemble the runes according to the drawings issued by their mentors, and used their own hands to carve out the empty parts between the connection points.
This is a system that has matured over hundreds of years. In many cases at the beginning, Wosolun felt that he was more like an overseer than an orthodox wizard.
Later, he got used to it.
Looking at the old vampire who exuded a sense of rationality, Alkadiza raised his eyebrows.
The image of the needle-like teeth in the mouth and the long sharp front teeth protruding made him look away again.
At this time, Wosolun, who was staring at the construction of the rune circle on the ground, spoke.
"I know what you want to say, prince. I am an ugly monster. I am supposed to be bloodthirsty, right."
"That is indeed me. Over the years, I have nearly a thousand souls in my hands. As a prince full of honor and sacrifice, you will never agree with my way of doing things, just like I don't agree with yours."<
/p>
As he spoke, the purple mist began to disintegrate in front of him, and soon turned into a black viscous liquid, which slipped into his mouth and entangled between his teeth.
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Opening his teeth, which were filled with invisible black teeth from Alkadiza, Wosolun said with a sense of matter-of-factness.
"I demand the restoration of slavery on a large scale because I need enough slaves for materials and food."
"And you won't like this approach, because everyone is precious to you. If you implement such a policy, it will be detrimental to your rule."…
"But in fact, these conflicts can be resolved."
There are more and more purple mist and black mucus, but...
Wosolun frowned.
Even in a place with such a sufficient source of mana, the mana he gathered was still less than one-tenth of that of the so-called rat monster called the Engineer Warlock.
How do you get more magic energy when your spellcasting level is so bad?
While continuing to raise his claws and using his withered body to absorb the increasingly dense wind of death and Dahl energy, the old vampire continued to speak.
"Humans are just stupid animals. If we lift up one group of people and hold down another group of people, we can get tears of gratitude from those people who uplifted them, and they won't care what happens to the other group of people." As he spoke, he paused.
This theory is not only the result of his observation of the human species, he has also practiced it.
The pale eyes turned in the direction of Alkadiza, the black and white eyes looked at each other, and Wosolun said.
"For example, if the Lahmians are citizens, and there are tribesmen everywhere in the desert, and we are constantly conquering these weed-like tribes as a source of slaves, then the Lahmians will obey us."
"Of course, I think that the Lahmians cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility of citizens. They are not good enough soldiers when it comes to war. Maybe your hometown, Astri, is more suitable."
After speaking, Wosolun touched the back of his dry hand.
His words were not groundless. On the dock and at the gate of the city, he had seen many soldiers who had left their posts.
Thanks to Auroville
Rich and prosperous, people here are always immersed in alcohol, spices, and rare treasures from all over the world.
Soldiers who earn Neferata's wages and may have hereditary military positions care more about their own lives than fighting.
Although I don’t know why Alkadiza can command such soldiers to fight demons during the day, that is Alkadiza’s personal ability. If it were replaced by the Astri soldiers under Alkadiza’s father, Wausou
Lun believes that Alkadiza's performance will be better.
"Of course it is impossible for everyone in Nehekhara to be loyal, but the revival of slavery will lead to a series of problems and multiple crises."
Alkadiza responded firmly to this question.
Although he did have some unusual things happen with Neferata, this does not mean that he will accept the vampire's ideas, which are neither honor nor sacrifice, and are completely utilitarian.
Wosuolun also became more energetic and asked while continuing to import mana.
"So is this crisis serious?"
"A rat monster and a group of demons have made Lahmia, the city of Auroville, the richest, most secretive city in the southeast corner of Nehekhara, which has left the most secrets of Nagash, become as troubled as it is now."
"Listen to what the rat monster means, there are many more things like them, and if this is the case, we are just lying on our luck waiting for our own demise."
"The covenant has been destroyed. The real Uzbek special forces, the warriors with divine power, will never appear again. There will only be structures made of stone made with secret methods in the temple!"….
As he spoke, Wosolun was extremely emotional.
Since Nagash destroyed the connection between Nehekhara and the gods four hundred years ago, Nehekhara's extraordinary combat power has been deteriorating.
Personal bravery has begun to outshine strategy. This is the most powerful evidence of the depravity of the Nehekhara people.
"Nehkhara needs Nagash's magic, no matter how blasphemous it is. If you want to defeat your enemy, you must first understand your enemy. I think that old donkey Jariba should have taught these things." After saying all this, he got a somewhat sad look from the prince. The old vampire wished he could put his fangs on the prince's neck to wake him up.
"Jariba?"
Of course the prince still remembered his teacher. When he was in high spirits at the age of twenty, his teacher was already very old.
Now, he has turned into a pile of bones.
"Yes, a genius of war, at least in these mortal wars in Nehekhara, he is considered so."
Wosolun stopped absorbing the energy that had wrapped his undead body tightly under the second vision, and got closer to the prince.
"I personally don't think your teacher can do anything with extraordinary power, at least not in the first battle. Maybe after what happened today, he will take the initiative to change himself into like me."
"But no matter what, he is dead."
Just as he was talking, another undead bird flew down from the sky. Behind it, there was a huge carriage, which sent two groups of people, one clean and one dirty, to Wosolun.
In front of me.
"These people have all been brought here. They are rats in the sewers of Laemia. Many times, you can get information from their mouths. So, I just caught these useless people."
Wo Soulun pointed at some of the relatively well-dressed muscular men, and then pointed at those people who were dirty but not obviously thin.
"The other part is the poor people in the slums. If there are fewer of them, Lamia can also reduce the pressure of governance. Think about it this way, can you feel relatively at ease?"
"I have always supported policies that provide food, and even some greater financial expenditure, to raise these poor people to be healthier."
"Otherwise, at this time, the material is too thin and the soul is not strong enough, which should bother me."
"But they have indeed received my favor for half their life because of my needs."
"You are sophistry."
Alkadiza weakly tried to say something, but ended up silent.
Wosolun shook his head and no longer looked at the guy who had deceived him. He raised his claws and the circle that the apprentices had just completely put together lit up.
"I have to perform the awakening ceremony. We'll discuss these political issues next time. However, one last thing, you already know so much and have reconciled with Neferata. Just let her be the Khemu
The queen here, we are a little more relaxed."
"I never thought before that she would fantasize about being your wife and all these other things, to this extent."
"However, looking at it this way, she should let you take the throne soon, and you can be reunited with your relatives. How great."
"Shut up, don't you want to start the ceremony?"
Alkadiza cursed, holding the sickle-shaped sword, and sat in the gravel.
At this time, Wosolun slowly began to chant the spell.
At first, there were some words that Akadiza could not understand. After a few minutes, they were memorized and changed to Nehekhara.
"Warriors of Asaf, I call you with the blood of the Holy Spirit as my contract. Masters of the power of the blue horned viper, I call you with the scales of the messengers of the gods as my faith."
"Wake up, the messenger of Asaf, the warrior of the Horned Viper Legion, the soul blessed by the gods, wake up."
The dry vocal cords of Wosolun did not sound like a human voice, but instead sounded like a broken bellows, calling hoarsely to the row of stone statues in front of him.
If it weren't for the runes in the magic circle on the ground that were still shining, Alkadiza would not have believed that this was a so-called summoning magic circle.