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Chapter 1044 Who are you?

A clean lich climbed up from the ruins and ran quickly in front of everyone. He carefully wanted to poke Anthony with his hand, but he didn't dare. He stretched out his hand several times and then retracted it.

Anthony glanced at him and found that he was just a Bast-level lich, not a threat, so he took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

The Lich pressed it on carefully, and when he saw the skin dented and bounced back, he laughed in surprise: "It's alive, it's really alive, I finally see a living thing, hello, hello, hello."

After saying that, he turned to Negus.

Negus was not so easy for others to poke at him casually, so he breathed dragon's breath at the Lich in a demonstrative manner. This mini dragon's breath was not threatening at all, but it expressed Negus's attitude.

The Lich was not angry and retracted his arms with a smile. This breath of dragon's breath had proved that Negus was alive, and that was enough.

"Great, they are all alive. I have never seen a living creature in my life. Hello, where are you from? Come on, come and sit at my place." The Lich said enthusiastically.

Anthony was trying to understand the situation in depth, so he naturally said, "Just take a break. I am Anthony, from the giant crystal plane. What do you call this friend?"

"Hello, hello, my name is Kabu Twelve. Welcome to the Immortal City. What are you doing here?" Kabu Twelve asked curiously.

"Kabu Twelve? Your name is very unique. Does it have any special meaning?" Anthony said in a cliche way.

Kabu Twelve shook his head: "There is no metaphorical meaning. There are already eleven guys named Kabu in front of me. I can only be ranked twelfth, so I call it Kabu Twelve."

Arriving at Kabu Twelve's home, Kabu looked at his messy nest, and then looked back at the clean clothes of Ange and others, their white and tender skin, soft hair, and smooth scales, a kind of beauty that he had never seen before. Emotions suddenly emerged.

"I haven't seen a living thing here before, it seems...that...is a bit dirty..." Kabu Twelve said weakly.

He didn't feel anything about staying here, and he didn't feel anything about entertaining those fellow corpse witches who were also dirty and wrinkled. However, when compared with Ange and others, the difference was immediately obvious.

Ange and others didn't think it was anything. It was just like a cemetery. The undead creatures didn't need to eat, drink or urinate, and there would be no excrement.

It's just that the 'nest' is too small to squeeze in so many people. Anthony said kindly: "How about you just take a rest here? Are you living a good life? Are there any difficulties?"

I'm an old bastard, and when I open my mouth, I feel like I'm inspecting.

But this is what Kabu Twelve did. Anthony's words made him choke up: "It's bitter, it's too bitter. How can there be any life? I sleep on the ground every day. Speaking of difficulties, there are too many." , I thought you were a caravan, and I was wondering if I could change something, otherwise I wouldn’t even want to get up, and I would feel uncomfortable when I’m awake.”

What can a low-level lich do here? He can't do anything. The surroundings are empty and he can't fly. He can't even leave this ruin.

"It's not that we really can't leave. We can tie a rope around our waist and a stone on the other end. Throw the stone out as hard as we can, and it will take us to the next ruins. By jumping from section to section, we can reach the Undead City.

"What are you going to do in the Immortal City? I don't even have pants." Kabu Twelve said distressedly with a soup stand in his hands.

Anthony patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's too difficult. If we were a caravan, what would you buy?"

"If you don't have pants, you can just buy some cloth." As he said this, he looked at Anthony's robes with a look of envy.

"Then what do you pay the bill with?" Anthony asked curiously.

It is true that it is easy to give him a set of clothes, but Anthony wants to know what valuable things he can get out of a place like this.

"Gold, can you?" Kabu Twelve ran back to the den and found a small piece of nugget gold.

Anthony suddenly understood, the plane is broken, there should be no shortage of gold, but precious metals need to be valuable in a place where the economy is functioning normally. Is this a place where the economy is functioning normally?

"It seems that the Immortal City still retains certain economic activities, but gold cannot be eaten or used. Is there anything else?" Anthony asked.

Kabu Twelve took out some precious metals, gems and magic crystals, but these things should be worthless in this environment. Anthony wanted to study the economic laws of this, so he still shook his head.

In the end, Kabu Twelve had to clenched his fist hard, and a ball of soul energy surged into his palm. When he spread it out, a soul crystal had already condensed on his palm.

After condensing the soul crystal, Kabu Twelve said, "This is my last wealth. If you don't want it, I won't have anything else to exchange for it."

"Soul crystal? That's too much. How long does it take for your soul to condense a soul crystal? Forget it, give me a magic crystal and I'll give you a set of clothes." Anthony said.

Soul crystals are the condensation of soul energy. It doesn't matter how many crystals a day for a powerful soul, but Kabu Twelve is a bast lich. With the strength of his soul, one soul crystal is enough for him to sleep for several years before he can recover.

Anthony just wanted to study the economy here, and he didn't really care about his soul crystal.

Kabu Twelve was overjoyed and was about to put it away when Ange took out two soul crystals and said: "Change."

Two for one? Only a fool would disagree. Kabu Twelve hurriedly changed it, fearing that Ange would regret it.

Soul crystals are pure soul energy, just like the magic crystals added to the magic carriage. The magic crystal No. 95 can run, and the magic crystal No. 92 can also run.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue the exciting content! Negus quickly came over and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything special about this soul crystal?"

Ange nodded: "There are impurities, the origin of chaos."

"Hiss... Is there the origin of chaos? Impurities? Okay, treat the origin of chaos as an impurity, it's yours." Negus complained helplessly. If anyone in the void is qualified to regard the origin of chaos as an impurity, then Ange is definitely one of them.

Kabu Twelve used an earth magic crystal to exchange for a set of Anthony's regular clothes, and wore them happily: "Thank you very much. I know the magic crystal is of no value to you. It is your mercy to be willing to exchange. Thank you. , if you are going to the Immortal City, then please be careful of the Soul-Eating King Ge, he likes to devour the souls of living people and search for other people's memories."

Anthony's heart moved and he asked: "Is the Soul-Eating King the Lich King or the Saint of the Undead?"

"He is a lich, what does it mean to be a saint of the dead?" Kabu Twelve asked.

Some of the explanations were unclear, so Anthony said instead: "Forget it, how many undead lichs are there in the Undead City with the strength of the Soul-Eating King?"

Kabu Twelve said: "There is only one."

"How many intelligent undead creatures are there in the immortal city?" Anthony asked.

"Several hundred thousand, and there are still undead creatures without intelligence?"

Saying goodbye to Kabu Twelve, Ange and his party flew in the direction of the Undead City. Kabu Twelve looked envious. He also wanted to fly freely in the void like this. Unfortunately, this was not possible for low-level undead creatures like him. Say, it’s too difficult.

After turning to another floating object, Anthony turned to say: "Sir, it seems that it is inconvenient for living creatures to move around in the Immortal City. Let's change our identities."

Ange nodded, soul energy surged out, armed, and then stuffed Negus into the little ghost's mouth.

Anthony also patted his chest, and soul energy flowed, as did Duroken, and soon the team took on a new look.

Only Ji Mian looked at him in shock: "Who are you?"




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