Under the fire that swept through the entire City of Fortune, no one, including Roland, noticed the inexplicable disappearance of a large number of zombies that could destroy the city.
Roland couldn't help but frowned.
In the previous plot, the professor had no interest in these walking corpses.
What is so special about these zombies that the professor should attack them?
Or maybe it is after the professor met Roland that these walking corpses became meaningful?
If there is anything special about them, there is only one thing that is that the negative energy in these zombies is extremely rich, far exceeding that of their counterparts in the wild.
This is because they have been specially modulated by the undead on Rib Blade Street, allowing their bodies to store more negative energy. Even if negative energy will also cause pain to the undead and make their bodies rot, negative energy can also increase.
The fighting power of the undead.
And a more important reason is that the ritual of undead transformation itself requires a very strong negative energy field. Although only the divine power of the Everlasting Mentor can control and extract negative energy, if a large number of these walking corpses are killed, it can still
The negative energy they stored overflows, turning a certain area into a demonic realm.
Thinking of this, Roland suddenly recalled something.
When Su Ze launched a war against Bansa, they once dispatched a special army. They would recover quickly from injuries and had special vision to directly capture living things, but their movements were extremely stiff, and they had not been injected with some kind of medicine for a while, and their bodies
It will quickly fester, as if being killed by an overload of negative energy.
It is said that it was the work of a discarded failed product of the professor that was transformed by Su Ze's military. Through this potion, they obtained a group of legions of madmen who were not afraid of death and were difficult to kill. It was not until later that the people of Su Ze became interested in this transformation.
Expressing dissatisfaction, coupled with the fact that the price-performance ratio of this medicine is not very high, the biggest purpose is to create powerful cannon fodder. In the end, Prince Su Ze stopped this project.
At that time, some people were talking nonsense on the forum, saying what would happen if the professor completed this work. But because the work was already a waste when it entered the public eye, no one knew what the professor originally wanted to do.
Roland now has a premonition that the professor's purpose in collecting those walking corpses is to complete his work.
"Oleta," Roland said after thinking for a long time, "What information did the professor use when trading with you? Can you tell me a little bit about it?"
"If this is the case..."
After hearing Roland's almost unreasonable request, Auletta scratched her head in distress.
"In principle, we can't say it, but if it is your Majesty's request..."
"There is no need to tell the content of the intelligence," Roland added, "just say the type of intelligence. For example, what era it is from, who it is about, that's enough."
"That's it...there's nothing that can't be said."
Auletta pondered for a moment, and then started to list: "Victor is a very knowledgeable man. The information he gave me was from the Sun Empire in the golden age thousands of years ago, the Silver Queen during the War of the Gods, and the southern part of Titan.
What, as well as the disaster beast of Kalar and the ice dragon of the desert, etc. Although I can't tell you the specific content, I think the credibility of this information is very high, as if he has personally experienced it and has
I just wrote down all these things."
"Is it very detailed?" Roland asked in surprise.
“Very detailed.”
Auletta nodded very simply: "So in order to ensure a fair transaction, in addition to the goblin body fluids he requested, I also gave him something extra...something that should not be taken away in principle."
Hearing this, Roland's pupils instantly locked.
There are many things that Elkart should not take out, but there is only one that Auletta can touch and carry with her.
"...Did you give him the transformation fluid of the undead?"
Roland's voice couldn't help but be a little hoarse.
"Ah, that's right. This was the only thing I brought with me at the time that could be worth the value of his information." At this point, Auletta couldn't help but hesitate in her tone, "But the transformation I gave him
The liquid is just a disposable thing. Even if he copied the formula, he doesn't have the equipment to inject energy... After all, it requires the divine power of the Everlasting Mentor to activate it."
"You were fooled, Auletta. It seems that the professor deliberately wanted to make a deal with you."
Roland just shook his head.
For an alchemist of this level, if you give him the finished product, he will be able to restore the formula within a few months.
If he is a professor, maybe he can easily improve some of the shortcomings of the original undead transformation fluid. Maybe he can also develop a replacement method for the divine power of the Everlasting Master.
In addition to what is there in the south of Titan... Roland finally knew what the professor wanted to do.
This damn alchemist wants to launch a natural disaster of the undead!
As for the reason, Roland guessed that the professor wanted to turn civilians with no fighting ability into immortal and powerful undead to use the undead to fight against the demons. In this case, it would indeed allow Farnes to defeat them with an almost undamaged record when fighting against the demonic invasion.
Call back.
After all, the undead are immortal. As for the pyroxene species, at least there is no possibility for demons to kill the undead.
"Stop joking... stop joking, asshole!"
Roland growled, his eyes full of anger: "It is impossible to save the world in this way! It will only completely destroy the entire world!"
Turning everyone into undead in order to survive? Don't be kidding. In that case, what will happen even if you survive?
So what if the Master of Sleep empowers these undead? There is no more fresh blood, so what if they survive the war against the demons?
The undead cannot have descendants. And Roland has never heard of any way to transform the undead into humans again.
If the curse of immortality could be lifted at any time, it wouldn't be called a curse, but should be called a golden finger.
Even if the death crows can completely kill the undead, it is the same. Killing them will not help the world. Only by transforming them into real productive forces can we say that they have made their due contribution to the world.
Roland was slightly startled.
Yes, he figured it out.
He still has the possibility of a comeback. He still has the chance to turn everything around.
"Auletta, Serena, please take me to see Lord Bloodmaw."
Roland stood up and said seriously: "She and I have something important to discuss."
Under the disbelieving gazes of the two people, the silver-gray crown pattern gradually emerged on his forehead.
On the other side of the world, in the northernmost mountains of Bansa, a pure white tower suspended in the air slowly descended and landed on the ground with a roar that shook the earth.
An Ruosi, who was wearing a bright red bishop's robe, stood on the ground with a complex expression, looking up at the tower that had just landed on the ground, and clenched the scepter in his right hand.
As the months passed, his facial features had matured a lot, and he looked as if he had been there for several years.
If you look from the bottom up, you can see the runes branded on his left forearm, which is covered by the bishop's robe. It is composed of mysterious runes, like an eye-like pattern.
"May Aum watch over us."
He stretched out his left hand and spoke softly in a language that was difficult for mortals to understand.
The next moment, the runes on his left arm suddenly emitted light, and his figure disappeared instantly.