"A powerful and handsome body, but I still have to maintain my current strength, and then find me some elves and goddesses to give me a good time! If His Majesty Asir can do this,
Then, it doesn’t matter if I surrender to you!”
After a few strange laughs, every bone in his body was trembling. The Skeleton King, who looked like he was full of ruthlessness, swayed his thighs carelessly and said with a smile: "How is it? My conditions are very good.
Is it reasonable?"
The Dragon Witch King helplessly slapped his forehead, and then sighed deeply: "Shameless guy, he is becoming more and more shameless. This guy is called Little Aofu, and he is my seventh-generation disciple. I have been doing this all the time.
I don’t understand why there are such scoundrels among the serious, rigid, and lifeless undead!”
Lin Qi smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth: "But I like the tone of his voice very much! Especially the way he scrapes his own bones with a sword is so handsome."
Ghost's translucent skull face stared at Little Auf, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Are you teasing me? Are you teasing the great Asir?"
Little Al simply twisted his buttocks, and his pelvis and thigh bones collided with each other, making a crisp 'click' sound. While shaking all the bones in his body, he shouted loudly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Am I just teasing you? Why? Ah ha, and, the great Asir, if you can’t let me enjoy the pleasure of being in bed with the Elf Goddess, why do you dare to say that you are better than the great Dragon Witch King?
What about greatness?”
Asir stared at Little Auf indifferently. He looked at the undead strong men sitting around and said slowly: "Oh? You mean, I am not as great as the Dragon Witch King? You understand
What! I don’t care about your offense against me. If you are willing to kneel down and surrender, I can forgive your sin just now.”
Little Auf laughed sarcastically. He pulled out his skull, pressed the hilt of the sword against his chin, and then quickly rotated his skull on the hilt like a ball.
His head was whizzing loudly, and Little Auf proudly danced a dance with extremely exaggerated movements and weirdly twisted joints all over his body.
While dancing crazily, Little Auf shouted loudly: "Hey? Forgive me? But I don't think I'm guilty!"
Asir was obviously too lazy to mess around with an impenetrable guy like Little Auf. The skull staff hit the ground heavily, and a muffled sound was heard. The big mouth of the one-foot-square skull on the top of the staff
Opening it up, a thick black smoke turned into a meteor, causing a sharp ghostly roar and smashing towards Little Auf.
Little Auf's head opened his mouth on the hilt of his sword and screamed: "What a ghost! What a ghost. Swallowing spirits? What a vicious spell! Damn it, you actually used such a vicious spell to fight me.
Fight, I will fight with you!"
Accompanied by Little Auf's hysterical screams, Little Auf spat out a magic scroll about the thickness of a baby's fist and over a foot long. What was shocking was that the light golden scroll kept floating out.
A little white halo, obviously this is a magical scroll of the Dawn Magic produced by the Dawn Temple!
"Really, I saw the undead!" Lin Qi's eyes widened in shock. A skeleton king, he actually carried the scroll of the Dawn Magic with him?
A powerful and overbearing white light enveloped the entire Hall of the Undead. Amidst the angry curses of countless undead masters, the white light condensed into a beam of light and blasted straight towards the black meteor that was shooting towards Little Auf.
A muffled sound was heard, and the black meteor was smashed by the white light beam in one fell swoop. The white light and black energy exploded and turned into little specks of light that quickly dispersed.
"Wow, I'm so amazing! Ten high-grade magic gems and ten boxes of gold coins are really not in vain!" Little Auf shouted excitedly: "Your great spirit-swallowing technique is definitely a god-level attack. It's
No, isn't it? But I only used a semi-god-level magical scroll to break your great spirit-swallowing technique, am I amazing?"
Asir was so angry that his teeth were trembling. He was the Lich King from the Sin Abyss. Among the ancient undead that have been sleeping in the Sin Abyss, he is also a relatively famous figure. Ghost has been in the world for more than a thousand years.
Previously, he had a relationship with Asir through the Undead Sacrifice. Asir has been secretly instructing Ghost on how to better deploy his power in the Abyss of the Undead, preparing to overthrow the rule of the Dragon Witch King.
This time, Ghost vowed that the Dragon Witch King would never return to the Abyss of the Dead. Asir finally broke the difficult seal on himself, escaped from the Abyss of Sin with several of his subordinates, and sneaked in quietly.
He entered the Abyss of the Undead. He originally thought that after he released the mid-level god-level aura, the undead in the Abyss of the Undead would naturally kneel to the ground and offer their soul fire to him to become his slaves.
But he never dreamed that those undead strongmen would be indifferent to the aura he released, dismissive of his solicitation, and even a top guy like Little Aof would show up to cause trouble with him. He originally wanted to kill Little Aof with one blow.
He killed his husband to establish his authority, but this damn little skeleton, he actually sacrificed a scroll of the Dawn Spell!
"You, you!" Asir stuttered and roared angrily: "Do you still have the consciousness of being an undead? You damn guy, are you still a qualified undead? Dawn Magic? You actually
Use the Dawn Magic to neutralize my attack?"
The atmosphere in the Hall of the Undead was very strange. Those strong undead men who knew little Aofu's personality shook their heads gently. Little Aofu had done such deviant behavior not once or twice. This guy often pretended to be an ordinary person.
The skeleton soldiers fled to the upper abyss world, such as the first and second abyss, and then secretly conducted transactions with those business associations.
What’s a scroll of Dawn Magic? This guy might also have a scroll of forbidden spells from the Temple of Dawn or even a scroll of divine spells! Is there anything this guy can’t do?
The undead people sitting next to Little Auf cursed and took out the undead potion and angrily repaired the burns on their bodies. Sitting with Little Auf would risk their lives at any time. This guy would not do it again next time.
What weird stuff will you pull out?
Asir stood on the high platform and burst into rage. Except for Little Auf, who was swaying his butt and messing with him, the other undead strongmen were all sitting lifelessly in their seats. Ghost could see that something was not right, so he gritted his teeth and spoke again.
He shouted: "My brothers, only His Majesty Asir can lead us to a brighter future! Strength, strength, and richer knowledge, don't you want these?"
The body slowly levitated, and Goost shouted loudly: "My brothers, kneel down to His Majesty Asir and offer your loyalty, and you will gain everything! Strength, power, are you willing to just stick to it in the dark?
An abyss?"
In this hall of the undead, there are at least 10,000 strong men from all sides of the undead continent. They are also representatives elected by each undead city. Their opinions can determine all matters big and small in the entire abyss of the undead. When Gou Site is like this
After shouting for a while, about five to six hundred undead warriors slowly stood up and then knelt down on the ground.
The atmosphere in the hall became even weirder. On the thirty-six thrones at the top, an undead strongman wearing a black cloak slowly stood up and sighed softly: "Five hundred and seventy-two people.
It’s a little more than I expected, but not too much. It seems, Gouster, you haven’t won over anyone?”
Gou Site looked deeply at the tall undead man with a trace of black energy exuding from his body, and smiled coldly: "So what? Yes, I have only won so many companions, but waiting for the great
After His Majesty Asir eliminates you, these companions of mine will be enough to control the entire Abyss of the Undead! Isn’t that right?”
Asir, who was standing aside, turned his attention away from Little Auf. He nodded slowly and said with great majesty: "Yes, there is no need for those who refuse to surrender! In the great world
In the face of Asir's strong will, all those who are dissatisfied will be destroyed."
The Dragon Witch King coughed lightly, dispersed the aura of the undead surrounding his body, and walked slowly into the Hall of the Undead.
Ghost, who was shouting, was stunned. He glanced at the Dragon Witch King in awe, and then subconsciously bowed deeply to the Dragon Witch King: "Dear teacher, why are you back? You
Are things going well? You seem to have been away for less than a day? Why are you back so soon? "
While asking questions, Ghost retreated in awe. But at the same time, he grabbed Asir's sleeve with one hand, as if he couldn't bear to leave Asir's side. He was so scared that he wanted to retreat.
But he also wanted to use Asir's power to intimidate his teacher's virtue, which became more and more ugly in Gosit's description and his soul was hateful.
Asir slapped Goost's hand away with a fierce slap, and he roared angrily: "You idiot, didn't you tell me that you colluded with the trash in the Undead Continent and betrayed the Dragon Witch King?
Whereabouts? Why does the Dragon Witch King still appear here?"
Goost shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your great Majesty Asir, I did betray his whereabouts, and I also told those people in the Continent of the Undead that the teacher was carrying a treasure from the Abyss of the Undead. Continent of the Undead
I’m going to mobilize experts to kill him, but I really don’t know why he’s safe?”
The undead who knelt on the ground and surrendered to Asir were trembling in fear. They did not dare to raise their heads, but crawled towards Asir in embarrassment, as if praying for Asir's protection. The other people who were sitting on the ground were trembling in fear.
The undead powerhouses on the throne roared angrily. Ghost actually betrayed the whereabouts of the Dragon Witch King! What an unforgivable sin! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for better updates of the novel.