I just briefly mentioned the terms of exchange and looked at the trendy clothes in the fashion magazine, and Dracolich agreed to my terms without hesitation. But when I asked, he didn't have any powerful undead. +
"Hey, hey, you are a dracolich, one of the strongest species of undead creatures. Are you telling me that there are no powerful undead in your dragon lair?"
There is a side effect of Lich transformation. No matter what kind of life it was before, the magic power that drives its physical body is the power of death. If the magic originally practiced conflicts with the power of death, its strength will be compromised, but it is difficult to control the undead that are inferior to itself.
Just like his instinct, his practice in undead magic has made rapid progress.
And those undead magics that are suddenly mastered but as instinctive cannot be forgotten. After so many years of accumulation, it is impossible to still not understand undead magic. Therefore, most undead lich laboratories will have a large number of undead creations.
Now, even thugs are still servants, and they may even become family members.
The Dracolich is even more outrageous. They are man-made undead dragons. The difficulty of transformation ranks among the top among many undead rituals. Just completing the transformation requires a lot of undead knowledge, and this Dracolich actually told me that he doesn't have much.
Undead.
"Those dirty things are ugly and smelly, how could I leave them in my palace."
Okay, I had completely forgotten that the dracolich in front of me was super weird. Since this guy can choose such a body for his own artistic beauty, he can naturally get rid of the "dirty undead".
"Aren't there any banshee or something like that?"
"Binding the beautiful soul of the elf? How could I possibly do such an evil act!"
The face that looked exactly like Heloise stared at me in surprise, as if I had said something extremely atrocious, but I was trying hard to suppress the urge to knock a brick on it.
Evil? You are a dracolich. Regardless of the legendary story or reality, it is the most classic final boss!
Okay. I almost understand this guy's weird thinking. He just throws away the ugly undead. The beautiful undead need beautiful raw materials, but he can't get rid of them.
"It really opened my eyes..."
I turned around and wanted to leave, but the guy pulled my sleeve and looked at me pitifully... the fashion magazine in his hand.
I shook my head helplessly.
"... Just give it a try. If you take a group of skeletons that will automatically fall apart when they walk on the road, I will be embarrassed to say that I am a legendary necromancer. After so many years, you can't have nothing at all, okay, if it is true
Not at all, then use your valuable art in exchange for it. These clothes are super expensive, and you need my connections to get the seasonal limited edition. I can’t give it to you for free,"
"Artwork is not allowed, beauty is priceless... Let me think about it. I remember that I should have seen some creations from the past."
Levine pondered for a while, then suddenly showed a bright smile, as if he remembered something.
"Yeah. Let's exchange. I remembered that I have some beautiful undead creations. You will definitely like them!"
Seeing that beauty's dazzling smile, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. It seemed that I had done something wrong...
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The next day, just after dawn, the Rhino Tavern closed immediately. The door was already crowded with people, and it seemed it was time to prepare for departure.
But I'm still in the room and don't want to get up. I stayed very late cleaning up the undead creations last night. Another weakness of my weak constitution is that I have to get enough sleep every day.
"Let's go and sleep in the car. I didn't expect that he also has a ghost carriage, which is a specially modified one. It doesn't seem like a loss this time."
The dead cat crawled on my head, seemingly thinking about me, but I could feel its naked malice.
A ghost carriage, six gargoyles, a high-level zombie, and two web-spinning demons were all included in this transaction. They were all upgraded enhanced undead. Judging from the value of the transaction, not only did I not suffer a loss this time,
I also made a lot of money, but...
"Let me sleep. At least, at least, at least we can wait for them to leave first!"
"It's impossible, everyone is waiting for you."
When I think about it, it's true that Barton and Catalina are all my friends. The Northland trio and I have reached an agreement and basic trust. Those scattered local mercenaries are either hired by me or found by old Barton. Lian Long
Lich is just an agreement I reached privately. In a sense, even if I am not the person in charge of this adventure group, I am still the core linking each member of the group.
"Hey, forget it, it's the Necromancer Carlo who's embarrassed anyway, not Roland..."
She got up from the bed full of dissatisfaction, the ugly daughter-in-law still wanted her parents.
"Don't sound like you're at a disadvantage, it's a really beautiful carriage. If it had been back then, I would have liked it very much."
"You said it was back then, this carriage..."
As soon as I walked out of the door of the bar, the white carriage parked outside attracted everyone's attention.
It was a whole carriage carved from white jade. The rear of the carriage also had exquisite decorative wings. The pattern on it was based on the traditional elven ivy. The carriage was pulled by two snow-white unicorns. Where the horseshoes on their feet had stepped, there were
There are traces of green grass and wild flowers, and the abundant power of nature makes people feel that it is simply the car of a son of nature.
Seeing the new owner coming, the two exclusive beasts screamed with joy and seemed to be eager to embark on the journey. They had been idle in the warehouse for too long, and now they had a chance to go for a ride. The horses' hooves were flying and the silver bells on their horns were
He couldn't help but make a noise as he was thrown away.
"...You told me it was a ghost carriage made by the Necromancer? The ghost horse's deadly breath of despair? And the phantom body like black lightning? The skeleton that should have been on the bone carriage
Decorated? Where did the headless coachman go? What should be left behind after moving is shadow instead of grass. How could the ghost carriage in my memory, which is full of death art and bone beauty, become like this!"
"Please forgive me, I don't think it is a dark beauty. The bone material and mutilated body just look very shabby. The first necromancers in my memory were all slaves with naked clothes. Ah.
Sorry. I didn’t mean to suspect that you were a poor man.”
As the modifier of this carriage, Wen Lair is naturally very satisfied with this imaginary elf style. "She" is repeatedly observing the ivy carvings she left behind, seeming to engrave it in her memory, her tone
There was quite a bit of regret in selling it to me.
And his wording skills are also typical of the elf style, with contempt, dissatisfaction, etc. all needing to be modified twice. What does "I don't suspect that you are a pauper" mean? The underlying meaning of this line is "Necromancers are all paupers."
, you are a necromancer. So there is no need to doubt that you must be a poor man!"
"Apologise, apologize to all the necromancers!"
And as soon as I walked out of the door, I noticed that the expressions others looked at me were very strange. The common disgust and fear towards necromancers had faded a lot, and they looked more like aliens with expressions of surprise and suppressed laughter.
"Damn..."
I feel like the dignity I just built has been wiped out, and I regret this transaction even more.
"Damn it, this dracolich thought up all these messy undead souls, but I am the only one who takes the blame."
Since I am a "Necromancer", these strange undead souls have naturally become my creations. And this weird ghost carriage is the easiest to accept among them...
Falling aside were the gargoyles, the backbone of the undead exchanged this time. There were six in total.
This kind of half-element, half-undead constructed creature often disguises itself as a stone statue and plays a role in surprise attacks in battles. Since most of its physical bodies are solid stone statues, it has good resistance to strikes, and its flying ability is sharp.
Minions, their heavy quality has given them the reputation of being the vanguard of undead flying soldiers.
As a semi-undead constructed creature, gargoyles can create gaps in many aspects such as material, design, enchantment, and craftsmanship. However, even the weakest gargoyles are mid-level undead creatures. After all, only silver-level necromancers can give these stone statues
In life, it is inevitable to add some personal style at will.
Their basic blueprint is very simple, which means it is easy to be modified and modified. Their strength and attack methods are also very different. The weakest one is a flying stone statue, which can even fall apart when flying. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can simply
It's not impossible to pick on the dragon's gargoyles.
, for example, use the heart of the Titan as power, enchant adamantine to make the armor shell, and bury two of the latest magic engines in the head... Well, I'm talking about the mecha war that has been a big hit recently by the Northland Arms Group.
As for the Ghost series, I could tell at a glance that it was modified using the Gargoyle blueprint.
The gargoyles I just got were probably made by the Dracolich at a huge cost. They all used mithril anti-rust coating and enchanted sapphire photosensitive eyes. The material cost is definitely not low.
, I would definitely make a lot of money by converting it into gold coins, but...
"...Why don't you dress them? Okay, okay, I'm stupid, they are stone statues, of course they don't need to wear clothes. Haha, fashion is really amazing, it actually made a dead man sell his wife (hands)
manage)."
Well, I'm afraid someone has already guessed the appearance of the gargoyle of the Dracolich. Well, there are only two types, the naked elf man and the naked elf woman. They are still completely real compared to one!
Judging from the vivid expressions and body features, they are just like living elves. The female elves carry bows and arrows on their backs and are long-range. The male ones don't even have underpants, but they hold two scimitars.
"I won't complain. There are no basic configurations such as claws and steel teeth. If you enchant all the parts of a gargoyle so that all the joints can move, there is no use! Are you making a figure or a gargoyle?
Weapons? Do you have the leisure not to equip them with a few offensive magic weapons?"
My biggest doubt now is not how Wenlair came up with such an idea, but how he "sourced" the materials back then, or should I say, how he stripped the elves naked before they became public enemies of the elves!
The beauty of the elves is undeniable, the men are handsome and the women are pretty. The dracolich chose not just any ordinary model, he is heroic and not bad at being feminine. The guy is a wood elf, a moon elf, a silver elf, and a dark elf.
, the fat and thin Yan is simply the harem of an elf. It is indeed very eye-catching to put in your home, but...
"This is really not what I did...x, what do you mean by your eyes? I never lie!"
But now, five naked women (range attack type) and one naked man (melee type) are flying around me. His problem has become my problem. Everyone looks at me with contempt, as if to say, "Sure enough,
He's a pervert" and "Why did he create those things?"
Why are there five naked women and one naked man? In fact, there are still many melee types in the Dracolich's inventory. I also need some cannon fodder that prefers melee combat, but after thinking about it again, I will be suspected of being a gay or a pervert. The option of a wolf is
Among them, I chose the pervert without hesitation...
At this time, the sculpture of the bastard man fell behind me. As the only gargoyle for melee combat, his computing core required him to take on my guarding duties, but now I just feel that he is too close to me.
Especially some parts are almost touching...
"It turns out that he works both ways. I mean, why hasn't Carlo pushed Caterina..."
"It's so big. I didn't expect Carlo to like this."
Such words rang in my ears. The next moment, I covered my face, and tears of grievance almost flowed from my eyes. I really shouldn't have considered any close combat combinations. My whole life's reputation was ruined. At this moment, I
I would rather become a super pervert in the eyes of the world.
"Set off!"
I rushed into the carriage. If I heard these words for a few more words, I would be afraid that I could not help but get angry. But the only thing that made me happy was that there were even more bizarre creatures in the carriage, and the situation had not reached its worst yet.
"First stop, out of the city... no, the tailor shop in Anton Town! Yes, you heard me right, go buy some clothes for these immoral gargoyles first!"
Inexplicable sadness wells up in my heart. I am afraid that I will go down in history as the first necromancer to buy clothes for gargoyles. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
