Mythical Beast Summoner

"The world is full of wonders, who can say for sure?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows. He didn't think he was some kind of **** son of the undead race, but he didn't show any disdain, just a suspicion.

He did this for a reason. The undead fighters mistook him for the Son, and the fervor and enthusiasm of the undead fighters for the Son might give him a lot of useful information.

Since the undead fighters have discovered the existence of ghosts, Li Zhenbang's plan to use the undead fighters to go to the Holy See in exchange for benefits can only be aborted, unless Li Zhenbang gives up the ghosts, but this situation is impossible.

"No matter how big the world is, it's impossible for us undead to get things like the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter wrong. You may not believe what I say now, but when you go to the Divine Palace with me, you will understand everything. That's it!" The Undead Holy Warrior said confidently.

"Was your saintess born in your shrine?" Li Zhenbang was still a little unwilling, so he asked about the saints again.

"This is really not true. The Holy Maiden was discovered outside and brought back by Gu Jun." The undead holy warrior explained.

Li Zhenbang's heart moved, Gu Jun said that his sister Li Ruoyue was a saint, and then he kidnapped her, and this saint was also brought back by Gu Jun. To say that they have nothing to do, Li Zhenbang doesn't believe it.

But why is this saint not named Li Ruoyue, but Saphir? Could it be that the saintess that Gu Jun brought back was not only her sister Li Ruoyue?

That's not right either! According to the undead holy warrior, the holy son and the holy woman are noble and sacred to the undead race, they can influence the development of the undead race, and they have an irreplaceable status. How can such people catch a lot of them?

"How many saintess did Gu Jun bring back?" Li Zhenbang asked.

"Just one! How can there be two saintesses? Just like your saint son, you can only have one!"

"Whether it's the Holy Maiden or the Holy Son, you are all the children of the God of Death. After you complete your mission and return to God the Father, it will take at least a few decades or even hundreds of years to come again." Said sincerely.

"Father God? Don't you believe in Death? How come you have become Father God again? What kind of God is Father God?" Li Zhenbang looked at the undead holy warrior in confusion.

"Holy Son, don't misunderstand, the God of Death is our supreme god, how dare we call him God the Father! Isn't that what you and the saintess are talking about? You and the saintess are both children of the **** of death, and the **** of death is not Is that your Father God?" The undead holy warrior said in a sincere and fearful tone.

Li Zhenbang nodded and asked casually, "Where did Gu Jun grab this saint?"

"Holy Son, this is what you said. If someone else said this, they would definitely be punished by the gods! How could the saint be robbed! The saint is Gu Jun, the guy who has had **** luck, please Go back!" The Undead Holy Warrior said cautiously.

"But his luck is like that. He invited back the saint, but what I found was the saint!" The undead holy warrior said very proudly. Obviously, the saint's status in the undead race is higher than that of the saint. Some, otherwise the undead holy warrior would not say so.

"Please go back? Forcibly invite people back, right? If my strength is not good, are you going to forcibly invite me back?" Li Zhenbang sneered.

The undead holy warrior looked at Li Zhenbang with some embarrassment. Although Li Zhenbang said the truth, he neither dared to refute nor agree, so he pretended not to hear it.

"You undead people really like to put gold on your face! What you grab is what you grab, and you have to say please! Where did you invite people back?" Li Zhenbang deliberately added emphasis to the word "invitation".

"Back to the Holy Son, it is said that Gu Jun invited people back from the Caro Empire. He seems to be a saint who was found in the Rob Forest." The undead holy warrior replied.

Hearing the Rob Forest, Li Zhenbang's heart trembled. His sister Li Ruoyue was taken away by Gu Jun in the Rob Forest. If nothing else, the saintess of the undead tribe is likely to be her sister Li Ruoyue. But now this saint is not called Li Ruoyue, but Saffir, there must be some reason for this!

"Your saintess is called Saphir, so do you know my name?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows and asked. An idea popped into his mind, but he wasn't quite sure, so he asked to make sure.

"Holy Son, no matter what your name was, it's in the past! You must remember, your real name is actually Sephis, you used to be Death's most beloved son, and now you are our Holy Son. Son, you are here to regenerate our undead race!" The undead holy warrior said reverently.

Li Zhenbang knew it in his heart, and it was not what he expected. In the words of the undead holy warrior, many coincidences happened to one person, so it was not a coincidence. From this point of view, the so-called Saphir is likely to be his sister Li Ruoyue.

Li Zhenbang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a strong killing intent in his heart. This group of undead is really damn! First kidnapped her sister Li Ruoyue, and then made up her own mind. Do you really think that you are easy to bully?

"Have you started to stimulate the potential of the Holy Maiden and are ready to transform her into a necromancer?" Li Zhenbang asked in a cold voice.

"You know all this? It seems that you know our... undead race very well!" The undead holy warrior stared at Li Zhenbang with wide eyes.

He originally wanted to talk about us, but when he saw Li Zhenbang's eyes full of murderous intent, he suddenly remembered that Li Zhenbang told him before that he didn't want us, so he hurriedly slammed us back from his lips.

"Don't talk nonsense with me, has it started yet?" Li Zhenbang glared at the Undead Holy Warrior.

"It has already started! Although the materials needed to stimulate the potential of the saintess are much more than those needed to transform ordinary people, we have always been preparing for this day. Although there were some twists and turns at that time, Fortunately, everything has been resolved smoothly." The undead holy warrior said excitedly.

He looked down on Gu Jun, and was very disdainful of Gu Jun, but he was still very respectful towards the Holy Maiden. After all, she was the daughter of the God of Death and a guiding light for the revival of the undead race.

"Where is it now? Has she become a necromancer?" Li Zhenbang asked hurriedly.

Li Zhenbang has already prepared for Li Ruoyue to become a undead magician. Even if Li Ruoyue really becomes a undead magician, he will not do anything to kill her relatives. He will still protect her and even try his best to restore her to her original state. But he still didn't want to come this far.

Although he didn't know what kind of damage it would do to Li Ruoyue's body by transforming into a necromancer, it was definitely a kind of torture and destruction to Li Ruoyue's spirit.

Even if Li Ruoyue can return to normal in the future, no one can guarantee whether she will remember what she did during this period, and how will others view her?

Li Zhenbang doesn't believe that the undead have spent a lot of energy, money and material resources to create the saintess, just to make her eat, sleep, sleep and eat. If so, the undead will directly make it. Wouldn't it be better if only pigs were offered!

"How can it be so easy to restore the status of the saintess! No matter how fast it is, it will take a year and a half, and the longer this period of time, the more benefits the saintess will get. We... in the history of our undead race The longest record is more than two years, and the saint became a **** directly!" The undead holy warrior looked envious.

"Becoming a god? Not only do you undead like to put gold on your own faces, but you also like to cheat! Do you think I don't know anything? Without a godhead, what does she rely on to become a god? Rely on her mouth?" Li Zhenbang scoffed in disdain. pouted.

"The saint is the daughter of the **** of death, and she is a **** in herself! It's just that after reincarnation, she is only a mortal body, and her cultivation will naturally be suppressed. As long as her cultivation rises, she will naturally become a god! But this probability is too low. , this is the only time in history!" The undead holy warrior said with emotion.

"Is there really a saint who has become a god? Then aren't your undead clan invincible?" Li Zhenbang couldn't help asking when he saw that the undead holy warrior didn't seem to be fake.

"It was originally invincible! But I don't know why, the God of War and the God of Law appeared in the human race at the same time. Although the Holy Maiden is stronger than either of them, it is still a bit stretched to deal with two at the same time." The soldier shook his head, his eyes became a little dim, and he did not continue to speak.

Hearing the words of the undead holy warrior, Li Zhenbang suddenly remembered that he had read the history of that period in the book, but it was not detailed in the book, and it didn't even say who the opponent was.

Now it seems that if what the undead holy warrior said is true, then the opponent should be the saint of the undead tribe. Unexpectedly, the undead tribe really have the ability to create a god, and I really underestimated them.

"Which step have you taken to stimulate the potential of the Holy Maiden now?" Although Li Zhenbang was surprised, he was not interested in the creation of gods by the undead tribe, and he was more concerned about Li Ruoyue's situation.

"I can't say this. It is the secret of the gods to stimulate the potential of the saint. Although I am an undead holy warrior, I have not participated in it, so I really don't know what it is." Undead The holy warrior shook his head.

Li Zhenbang could see that the undead holy warrior did not deceive him, and he should really not know the actual situation of the saint.

"The Holy Maiden needs to be stimulated, so does the Holy Son of mine also need to be stimulated to become a necromancer?" Li Zhenbang asked seemingly casually.

"The Holy Son is naturally unnecessary. The Holy Son is the favorite son of the Death God. Where else can we help? The Holy Son has not appeared many times in history, but each of them is outstanding in talent and strength!" The soldier responded.