Night gradually fell and the camp fell into darkness.
Zhou Qingfeng already had dark vision. Although he could only see a few dozen meters with clear vision at night, he was not blind at all. He stood behind the camp wall built by cutting down trees and looked at the sky, dazed for a long time.
Necromancer Mondino came up from behind and asked immediately: "What are you looking at?"
"I'm wondering what the Iron Curtain is? How can it cover such a huge area in the North and still survive for decades? This is amazing." Zhou Qingfeng also threw this question to Cyric and asked
Sentence: "Do you know what the Iron Curtain is?"
Cyric did not answer this question at all. Instead, the Necromancer pondered for a long time and said: "Countless scholars have tried to study the Iron Curtain, but it is so high up that mortals cannot touch it. We know nothing about it except its name.
."
"The gods don't know either?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.
The Necromancer had no answer for this either.
Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Then it was the big devil who built the Iron Curtain? How could it be defeated if it had such unparalleled abilities?"
The Necromancer still shook his head, "Actually, we really don't know that the big demon did this. Back then, the plane barrier was broken, and countless demons poured into the main material world.
The strong men in the main material world also prayed to the gods, hoping to get guidance, but we got nothing. The gods were very secretive about this and did not reveal any information at all, as long as we defeated the demon army.
In order to survive, we had to do our best. This battle was very tragic, and many countries and civilizations were destroyed. Silver Leaf City is one of them."
"It seems that there is a big secret hidden in this." Zhou Qingfeng snorted and sneered, and taunted Cyric in his heart, "right? The great god of murder. Even a madman like you must strictly keep secrets, no?
Dare to reveal even half a word."
Cyric remained silent, as if he didn't exist, refusing to discuss the topic at all.
The necromancer couldn't talk any more. He turned his gaze from the sky to the woods and whispered: "The dead souls in the woods are very restless. There should be wizards who are proficient in prophecy arcana and are driving them."
"What are dead souls?"
"It is the souls that have died without a home. Human beings, spirits, and all kinds of intelligent creatures. The Northland was the main battlefield of the demonic invasion back then, and the number of people who died that year was counted in the millions.
Most souls will convert to the gods they believe in, but after all, there are still some unbelievers wandering around. Theoretically, these souls will slowly dissipate, but the negative energy of the Black Forest is very strong, which makes these dead souls accumulate more and more.
"
"Are they useful?"
"Dead souls have no consciousness, are chaotic and ignorant. You can summon them as invisible servants, but they must be strengthened first, otherwise they will not be able to be used at all. Generally, wizards will have a few to serve tea and water, and that's it."
"It's good to serve tea and water." Zhou Qingfeng felt that his tavern was short of people. After all, there were too few female waitresses willing to come to the Black Forest, and there was no point in using male waiters. Get a few.
Wouldn't it be more interesting if the invisible servant came?
The 'Soul Capturer' felt that this matter was not worth mentioning at all, so he thought about giving Zhou Qingfeng a few gifts. But then he thought about how the young man's ideas were always different, and he might be able to do some business, "
How many do you want?"
Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a long time and asked: "It depends on what kind of work they can do? The concept of serving tea and pouring water is too broad. How many instructions can they understand?"
"You can still understand simple commands, just like the ignorant pariahs. Their disadvantage is that they have very little power, and they can really only serve tea. Even pushing a chair requires several people to do it at the same time, otherwise it won't be possible to push it.
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Their intelligence is very limited, and their range of activities is also very small. They are difficult to control if they are fifty yards away from their master, and they can only repeat the simple tasks last given by their master."
"It really doesn't sound like it will be of much use. Then give me ten of them first so that we can do some work in the camp now."
"For ten, Chenghui will give you one red crystal. If you pay for orange crystals, I will get you one hundred and fifty."
It seems pretty cheap.
The last time Zhou Qingfeng had a big tú shā in the real world, there was a nigger who kè ào and his soul turned into red crystal. He analyzed that the werewolf's arcane runes consume a lot of money and swept away the high-quality soul crystals and life glue.
It was empty, but there were only a few red-orange items of average quality left.
For Zhou Qingfeng, the red crystal was too inferior and useless to keep. But for Mondino, who was used to seeing illiterates, he didn't care. He took the red crystal from the young man and happily began to cast spells to subdue the wandering dead souls.
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Manipulating souls is the specialty of the Necromancer. Catching a few dead souls to refine invisible servants is as easy as breathing. In order to show his ability, he also specifically asked: "Hugo, what kind of invisible servant do you want?"
"Is there any difference?" Zhou Qingfeng's current thought is to get an invisible servant to do odd jobs and get some free workers for his tavern without salary. "Be smart."
"The characteristic of dead souls is that they are not smart." Mondino smiled bitterly and started casting spells - summoning undead creatures and specifying "dead souls".
A cold aura gathered in the darkness, but this aura was very weak. After a while, ten gray shadows appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng. They were like a mist, with no human appearance, and could only wander and howl unconsciously.
Call.
"Hugo, order them to obey you." Mondino said in a deep voice, "Their will is very weak, and you can easily become their master. But you have to pay attention, because they are weak-willed, they can easily be manipulated by others.
control."
Easily controlled by others? Why didn't you tell me earlier? No wonder this thing is of little use.
Zhou Qingfeng was outraged, but a cheap guy from Red Crystal shouldn't be so particular. He didn't give orders loudly, but asked Sophia to forcibly link the minds of these dead souls.
In just a moment, these violent dead souls calmed down and turned into dumb and invisible servants. Zhou Qingfeng asked them to go east, and when he asked them to go west, they went west; he asked them to spin in place, and they started to move.
Turning around randomly, not distinguishing between left and right.
Hey..., isn't this just unsmart? This is clearly stupid!
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head again and ordered these hidden servants to float around the temporary camp. According to the Necromancer, these hidden servants would be difficult to control if they were more than fifty yards away from their masters. But with the information link in place, they ran out for several seconds.
It can also follow instructions from a distance of 100 meters.
The only thing that makes Zhou Qingfeng unhappy is that the perception ability of the hidden servants is very poor, and they can only react to things about ten meters around. Beyond this distance, they are equal to deaf and blind. This can really only be used in small spaces such as taverns.
local activities.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Qingfeng controlled it like a remote control car for a while and was quite satisfied. These hidden servants also have an unexpected advantage. They ignore obstacles in their movements and ordinary objects cannot stop them. "One red crystal can do that.
Ten, it’s a great value.”
Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng actually said it was great value for money, Mondino suddenly felt that this business could still continue. He said again: "The good thing about the undead is that it can be continuously strengthened. If you feel that these hidden servants are too weak, I
I can help."
To put it bluntly, I want soul crystals.
But Zhou Qingfeng suddenly became serious, "There is something wrong with our Mr. Powell."