"But I only transformed him into an undead soul according to his wishes during his lifetime, but I did not destroy his consciousness and soul."
"Can it still be like this?" Lin Yutian suddenly braked, "Then you go back and recruit him now, so that you can add a general to my subordinates."
"Hmph, that's a good idea. If you want to conquer him, you must first have the power to surpass him." Plancy choked the wild boar very confidently. This is because the old man has no physical presence by his side, otherwise he would have knocked the wild boar several times. "
His strength has not recovered now, and it is expected that he will maintain this level within half a year. It is not impossible for you to defeat him without the body of a mad demon. Alas, it has been forgotten for too long, and he is also a sad story."
The fire of gossip in the wild boar's eyes suddenly ignited, and he smiled calmly: "Mr. Plancy, the journey is lonely and the heavy rain is unbearable. Why don't you tell this story to make me feel more emotional."
"This matter started three thousand, no, five thousand years ago," Plancy's voice had some vicissitudes of life, which made the wild boar very puzzled. Has the world of this game really gone through so many years? By the way,
It seems that he is still involved.
"Ten thousand years ago, the gods sent down an oracle, saying that the Son of God would appear on the scene ten thousand years later to help the world resolve the greatest disaster. If this disaster was not stopped, the world would be destroyed, with no light and no darkness.
live."
The wild boar nodded. It was predicted thousands of years ago that the players were coming. This brainwashing work was done well. No wonder these NPCs didn't have much resentment towards the players' intrusion. It turned out that the system master had such far-reaching arrangements. No, the biggest disaster? There is also
Why didn't the boss appear? But if this situation continues, I should be the last boss.
Well, don't try to flatter yourself. The wild boar found a dense bush and hid in it, and the heavy rain around it showed no signs of stopping.
"We originally thought that the Son of God was just one person or a few people. After all, the number of gods is limited, but now we are all wrong. The number of Sons of God exceeds our imagination, but these are also good things."
"Uncle, you are off topic."
"These are all intrinsically related. It's been too long. Please let me sort out my thoughts." Plancy coughed and continued: "A long time ago, a prince of the human race fell in love with the beauty of the elf princess. But
The elf princess wanted to succeed to the throne, so she rejected the prince's courtship. And you think, the elf princess is the noblest and purest elf bloodline, and her lifespan is more than three thousand years. Do you think it is possible for them? "
"Uh. Being too old to die is a witch. What about an old witch?"
"Huh?" With murderous intent, the wild boar immediately closed his long mouth. It was definitely an unintentional mistake. He didn't mean to insult Plancy at all. "Then what?"
"Then, the prince of the human race, oh, I remembered, his name was Galio. Galio thought of all the ways to extend his life, and then began to practice crazily to gain strength. He killed a black dragon, bathed in dragon blood, and fought hard
He tried his best to grab the precious medicine that could extend his life from the devil, which is the Heart of Life. But after he had gained a life comparable to that of the Elf Royal Family, he discovered that the Elf Princess had already held a wedding with an Elf."
The wild boar shook his head and sighed: "It's not a loss at all. He can live for thousands of years with the support of power, and he is still a prince. There is no girl he can't fall in love with."
"It was the identity of the prince that harmed Galio," Plancy sighed. "The elf princess's wedding was a show arranged by the Holy See of Light in order to drive Galio crazy. Because a human who can live for thousands of years
The king is definitely not the king the Holy See wants."
"It's not conducive to their theocratic rule." Lin Yutian nodded, knowing some of the inside story.
"Yes, in order to consolidate its eternal rule, the Holy See has resorted to unscrupulous means. It even colluded with the evil wizard and cast magic on Galio to blind his mind. When Galio went crazy, he destroyed his own country. His power was too great.
He was so tyrannical that he killed millions of his own people in one month."
Lin Yutian blinked, remembering that he wanted to fight that guy just now, and suddenly his whole body felt chilly...
"When he woke up, he was in great pain. He stood among the pile of bones and roared to the sky. Among the dead were all his relatives. The Holy See did not know that the tragedy they created had brewed even greater bitter consequences." Pu Lang
Xi's face has always been calm. Even when he talked about killing millions of people, there was no fluctuation in his face. "He stood in the mountain of corpses and prayed to me."
"Praying to you?"
"Well, he was talking about Plancy, the God of the Undead. Although I can't bear this title, his crazy ideas made me unable to refuse." Plancy shrugged, and Lin Yutian suddenly understood something.
"Gario begged me to take away his flesh and blood and give him the power to fight against the gods. But I am just a loser, so I can only try my best to give the undead everything they can get." Plancy sighed and said with a smile.
With some hints, "The strongest undead commander in history was born. He summoned millions of undead in the ruins of the country, and laid out the undead canopy with the wave of his hand. The sword pointed, the undead disaster."
Lin Yutian swallowed his saliva and reminded in a low voice: "Aren't we? The meaning of undead magic is to save the world and end death?"
"I didn't know that he could obtain such power. At that time, I just sympathized with him for being washed away by the light." Plancy shook his head, "An undead commander who can summon the undead without restraint is really terrifying. The undead army in his hands fights all the way.
Massacre the city, destroy the country, summon an endless tide of undead among the endless corpses, and finally sweep into the elven jungle..."
The wild boar imagined the boundless army of undead, and for some reason he suddenly felt yearning in his heart. Yearning? Yes, yearning. If he could gain true survival by controlling the endless undead, then he would also like to try it.
"What are you thinking about?" Plancy interrupted the wild boar's imagination, "What you need most now is to improve your strength. When will you be able to slay the dragon, then think about other things."
"The dragon is messing with us. It seems that only dragon slayers are the real warriors."
"It's just a symbol of strength. Mortals cannot defeat the powerful dragon. Bathing in the dragon's blood will make your body tough. The dragon's heart and blood can free you from the body of the wild boar. Keep working hard.
."
Lin Yutian shook his head and walked out of the bushes.
The rain gradually became lighter.
"Master Shadow Dance, we searched the entire forest and only found this body." The blood elf leader pointed to the white skeleton carried by two blood elves behind him. Judging from the pelvis and the upper and lower proportions, it was a woman.
's bones.
"Well," Yingwu responded calmly, looking at the skeleton a few more times because she felt something unusual. It seemed that this was a corpse that had been processed. "You are not just randomly among those corpses.
Did you bring one?"
"No," the blood elf lowered his head and said, this is really not the case, "Master Shadow Dance can question the two of them. If there is any falsehood, we will let the master give him death."
"Put her down. The place where the corpse is stored should be guarded. Don't let anyone sneak in." Shadow Dance waved her hand. She really didn't have much interest in pursuing a corpse. But how should the owner explain it? The tradition of elves
In this way, there would be no body left at all, and she could only...
"Wait, come back first." Shadow Dance suddenly shouted, and the blood elf leader immediately turned around and walked over.
"Check toward the southeast. I heard from Nuo Yan that they were ambushed there and there will probably be some corpses left behind." Yingwu flicked her fingers, and a raindrop was crushed by her fingers.
"Yes," the blood elf leader turned away.
The corpses of those orc warriors and elf guards were not refreshed by the system? The system refresh rules seem to only refresh the impact and changes of the player and a certain wild boar on the scene map. It is just a war between NPCs, and it is really possible that it will not be refreshed.
It's just that there are many monsters in the jungle, and those corpses are good tonics for many monsters, so what can they get?
"Why does the master want to create so many undead? Are the blood elves not powerful enough?"
The rain stopped, leaving only the gentle sigh of Ying Wu in the air... (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
