Upon hearing the order, the undead skeleton immediately turned around and dragged Bentham back.
Just like this, Bentham broke out in a cold sweat. Now he no longer cares about whether he is the protagonist, he just wants to live.
"Tell me, what do you know? If you tell me what I'm interested in, I'll let you go." Li Ziyu leaned on the big bone chair and said slowly.
"Racial restrictions! I know racial restrictions!" Bentham shouted without hesitation.
Li Ziyu was stunned and turned to look at Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng thought for a while and shook his head. He had never heard of racial restrictions.
Zhang Peng didn't even know it, so it meant it was something useful. Li Ziyu became a little interested and said to Bentham: "Tell me about it."
"I told you, will you let me go?" Bentham said, scanning the surrounding undead and swallowing his saliva.
"It's not time for you to negotiate terms yet." Li Ziyu said with a cold face.
"I hope you can keep your promise." Bentham gritted his teeth. He had no more choices now. His life and death were in the hands of the other party. If the other party was happy, he might let him go, but if he made the other party angry, he would really die.
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The statement about racial restrictions was something Bentham learned from other people. It was hearsay. He didn’t know whether it was accurate or not. No one mentioned it in forums and chats.
As we all know, when travelers come to this other world, they will randomly have a fortress and a matching race. Some races are very weak, while others are naturally powerful, such as demons, angels, giant beasts, etc.
This is obviously unfair. Travelers with powerful races can develop in a short period of time, leaving little room for survival for weaker races. This is what most time travelers think.
However, this is not the case. Races such as demons and angels are indeed powerful, but their development speed has not exceeded cognition. They belong to the first step, but they have not exceeded the first step. Such races as vampires and werewolves are combined with the indigenous people.
A race that can be fought back and forth with them.
This is very strange. Logically speaking, a powerful race should develop faster and have a very considerable combat effectiveness in the early stage. Excluding the influence of the surrounding environment, it should be easy to surpass those who have traveled through the same period. But why do they
Not as far ahead as expected?
When Bentham was chatting with someone, the person brought up a point called racial restrictions.
That is to say, the more powerful the race, the more shackles it will have because of its strength. It is precisely because of these shackles that those powerful races cannot develop as quickly as possible.
The big boss also gave an example to Bentham, which was the information he collected himself. For example, the angel race has a strong body, super recovery ability, and invincible holy light, but it is interesting that they almost
They will not kill humans or relatively kind-hearted races, not even a single one.
According to data, if angels kill humans arbitrarily, they will be injured. It is quite outrageous that such injuries will not recover and are not affected by their own super recovery power.
So this boss came up with a theory that the angel race cannot harm "good" races. They can only take action if they are judged to be evil, otherwise they themselves will suffer incurable injuries.
The information about demons and behemoths also proves the existence of racial restrictions. For example, the restriction of demons is that they want to create chaos. Any attempt to maintain peace will cause demons to rebel, and no matter which branch of the demon race they are,
Loyalty is always very low, unlike other races, it is difficult to achieve loyalty, or even trust.
In other words, even if there is a system, the devil may still betray it at any time.
As for the giant beasts, it's very simple. These guys have a huge appetite. As they grow, their appetite will increase day by day. Once they are hungry, they will fall out on the spot. The lord of the giant beast city has already been exhausted in order to get food for these big guys.
There is no mood to develop.
Vampires and werewolves also have shortcomings. Under sunlight, low-level vampires cannot survive, while high-level vampires will be suppressed and lose their ability to recover.
Werewolves are even worse. The most powerful time must be a full moon night, otherwise the combat effectiveness is only 50%-80%.
The boss summarized that several races have special restrictions, and the stronger they are, the stronger the restrictions. On the contrary, those who seem to be relatively weak have fewer restrictions, such as goblins, ratmen, and jackals.
, kobolds, etc., there are almost no restrictions, you can do whatever you want.
After listening to Bentham's words, Li Ziyu scratched his face. It seemed to make sense, but is this news true?
If true, what are the racial restrictions for my undead?
sun?
But during the day, they are at best weak, their combat effectiveness is reduced, and they are not as strong as vampires limit them to. Are my undead weaker than vampires? I don’t admit it, okay?
Li Ziyu began to carefully take stock of the characteristics of the undead, trying to find his own racial restrictions. He had never thought about it before, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly discovered a lot of things that were wrong.
The weakening of combat effectiveness under the sun is considered a problem. If there are special methods, it can be solved, such as the aura of the soul coffin.
Next is a very important one, high-level arms, this thing should be the real racial restriction!
Low-level skeletal undead are easy to make, as long as they have bones. They have insufficient combat power, but they can be accumulated in quantity. However, the situation is different for high-level skeletal warriors. Even high-level skeletal warriors must consume a lot of soul energy if they want to form a group.
But soul energy usually comes from killed creatures. In other words, if you want to produce more high-level warriors, you need more soul energy. If you want soul energy, you have to start a war.
To kill, and killing will cause dissatisfaction, so the whole world will become enemies.
Good guy, this racial restriction is hidden deep enough. If someone hadn’t reminded me, I wouldn’t have thought of it. After all, it looks normal, but it’s actually a big hole. If you think about it, you’ll know what a good outcome would be if you were the enemy of the whole world.
ah.
Don't tell me, Bentham's information is really useful. It reminds me to pay attention.
This couldn't help but remind him of his indifference to life some time ago. After spending a long time with the undead, he had no feeling for the death of life, and even developed some kind of disgust for living life. This is not a good thing.
Phenomenon.
Although he is the undead city lord, he is still a human being. If the whole world is filled with undead, that would be too miserable.
After Bentham finished speaking, he stared at Li Ziyu. Seeing the expression on his face changing back and forth, he immediately understood that the news was useful. When Li Ziyu took a deep breath and his face returned to its original state, he asked cautiously: "This
Is the message okay, can I leave?”
Li Ziyu shook his head and said: "Not enough. This news is not enough to make you leave. I need more."
Bentham was silent, constantly thinking about any other useful information that would satisfy the Undead City Lord and allow him to let him go.
After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I still have news, important news related to you!"
"Oh? It's related to me, let's talk about it." Li Ziyu raised his eyebrows, his interest was raised again, but he didn't expect that there was news related to him.
"I can say it, but you have to promise to let me go." Bentham looked at Li Ziyu warily. He had already handed over one piece of information, and he would give another one. What if the other party still doesn't say enough, so he must first
Just negotiate good terms.
"Okay, if it really has something to do with me, then I'll let you go." Li Ziyu smiled and said magnanimously.
Bentham's second news is really related to Li Ziyu. Not only is it related, but it is also very important. It is the news about the Cancer Alliance!
Li Ziyu has taken root since arriving in the Dead Souls Mountains. Although Zhang Peng worked hard to expand the intelligence network, the time was too short and the speed of gathering intelligence was limited.
On the other hand, Bentham was a plunderer. He traveled around and rarely stayed in one place, so he had a wider range of news channels. This time, the news about the Cancer Alliance came from the tribes he once plundered.
The lizardmen, goblins, and headhunters united to declare to the wasteland that they would declare war on the undead and spread it among various tribes. Naturally, some people would eat this kind of melon. Bentham also learned some information. It is said that this time the three parties
The number of soldiers dispatched will be hundreds of thousands, and the scale will be extremely large.
They are already gathering now and will set off soon to fight against the undead.
"Do you know where the army gathers?" Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes and sat up straight and asked.
This news is really useful. Damn it, it's good to know that these are hundreds of thousands of soldiers. I can still take care of myself. If someone kills them without knowing it, I won't die too miserably.
He glanced at Zhang Peng, this intelligence network is not good.
Zhang Peng noticed Li Ziyu's eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. It's really not his fault. Again, the intelligence network was established in such a short time that the surrounding tribes didn't fully trust him.
insufficient.
The matter of the Cancer Alliance had nothing to do with Bentham, and he didn't know much about it. He was even less likely to know about things like the gathering place of the army that needed to be kept secret.
After confirming that Bentham did not know anything about the Allied Forces, Li Ziyu did not embarrass him and waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
Bentham was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly got up and ran out. Pansy had already been pushed behind his head.
companion?
What companion?
Do I still have a companion? Don't make such vulgar jokes!
In the face of life and death, of course you must take care of yourself first.
Staggering out of the main building door, he turned his head and glanced. The undead just stared at him silently without making any movement. Only then did Bentham let out a sigh of relief in his heart and ran towards the edge of the platform.
"Boss, are you just letting him go like this?" Zhang Peng looked at Bentham's leaving figure and asked doubtfully.
He didn't feel that Li Ziyu was a good old man. He would simply let a potential enemy go and let the tiger return to his mountain. It was not something that Li Ziyu could do.
Li Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled without saying a word.
It is true that I told you to let Bentham go, and I did the same, keeping my promise, but letting you go and whether you can survive are two different things.
Along the platform, Bentham ran all the way. He saw countless undead souls. The undead souls did not take action against him, but just stared at him with their dark soul fire. He saw the tauren, and those tauren followed him with curious eyes.
He didn't step forward either.
The Lord of the Undead City was very trustworthy and did not stop him from leaving.
Bentham came to the edge of the platform and looked down. It was very high, but there were gaps between the bones. He could climb down through these gaps. The hope of survival was right in front of him, and he didn't care so much.
He exposed his arms, rolled up his sleeves, gritted his teeth, and was about to climb down. At this moment, he heard a roar, which was the sound of a building collapsing.
Bentham looked slightly dazed. He looked around and saw his own fortress. The main building that once stood there was now filled with smoke and dust. The collapsed building was the main building of the Jackal Fortress.
He was sluggish.
That is my main building, that is my hard work!
Bentham opened his mouth slightly, but no sound came out. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a look of pain appeared on his face. It seemed that something important was being pulled out of his body, and his heart seemed to be pulled out by a heart.
He held it with his big hand and pinched it hard.
"Well……"
His throat squirmed, and he let out a low and suppressed moan. Sweat fell down his forehead. Bentham clutched his chest and fell to his knees in pain. His eyes were full of gold stars, and his mind was dizzy.
What's going on, why is this happening?
Could it be a heart attack?
But I don’t have a heart disease. Bentham couldn’t figure out what was going on and why he was in such pain. He felt like a fish thrown to the shore. He wanted to breathe, but couldn’t get in the air. Instead, his heart
The pain became more and more painful, and his expression became ferocious.
Li Ziyu stood at the door of the main building, looking calmly in the direction of Bentham, and said unhurriedly: "Stars, have you seen it? This is the result of failure. Even if the enemy forgives you, you will still suffer.
, will still die.”
Liu Xingxing had cold sweat streaming down his head. Looking over from him, he could only see a figure kneeling on the ground. He was in pain and his body was curled up.
Li Ziyu has no plans to save Bentham. We are all adults and must be responsible for what we do. If you dare to provoke him and want to collect his protection money, you must be prepared to pay the price with your life.
This guy didn't read the instructions carefully. It's no problem to let you go, but the fortress is bound to the city lord. If the main building is destroyed, the city lord will also die.
It looked like a very painful death.
Li Ziyu patted Liu Xingxing on the shoulder and said to the side: "Give him the last mercy."
This order was quickly transmitted through the soul fire network of the undead. Near Bentham's sentry tower, the skeletal long archer on top bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at Bentham. He let go lightly, and the long arrow roared.
The sound of wind surged downwards, entering from the back of his heart and piercing him.
Bentham's pain was over. Before his death, he showed a relieved expression and knelt on the ground, seemingly repenting.
Let him die happily, this is Li Ziyu's last mercy.
The other world is so cruel. If you fail, you will die, and your death will be very painful.
The demolition of the Jackal Fortress is still continuing, and the main building of the Kobold Fortress has also been discovered. With the help of many skeletons and undead, the demolition went smoothly. Pansy was in a coma during the whole process. After the main building was demolished, he showed a painful expression and began to lay on the ground.
While he was rolling, a skeleton warrior stepped forward and ended his life with a knife.
The gnoll fortress and the kobold fortress were completely destroyed at this moment, with no possibility of recovery.
Bodies were constantly being transported to the fortress by the undead, and the dismantled resources were also sent over one after another and collected into the warehouse.
Li Ziyu asked the system to start decomposing the corpses, so that when the time came the corpses would be piled up into a hill, so they could be decomposed as soon as possible.
"By the way, has that woman named Liu...Liu Ziyue left?" Li Ziyu, who was sitting in a daze in boredom on the big bone chair, suddenly remembered the tea master and asked Zhang Peng.
"Let's go. He ran pretty fast." Zhang Peng looked at the busy skeletons and undead and replied casually.
Liu Xingxing seemed to be a little stimulated and shrank to the wall. He didn't know what he was thinking, but Li Ziyu felt that this was a good thing. Liu Xingxing was a kind-hearted person, carefree and carefree, but this kind of person was in another world.
Life was difficult. He didn't want his companions to die, but he wanted them to grow up.