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Two hundred liches want to break into the land of the living? The gate of the dead country is blocked by the divine power of the God of Love, so the powerhouses of the tenth order must be suppressed?

Otherwise, why didn't [Vicky Poison Ji] do it on her own? Don't you feel that you can't make it through, and you can't bring out the benefits of inviting other tenth-order people, so we call this batch of undead stuck in the ninth-order to share the pressure!

And the tenth-tier [Villages Poisonous Girl] can't be beaten, how can you two become a waste lich that is only one person tall? As for those sixth-order lich, it is more pure to give food! That is to say, relying on the Lich under his command, he cannot die, or else you two dare to carry such a cauldron?

...

However, although the two half-liches' "roaring words" were a little over-the-top, they finally stirred up the atmosphere. In the originally dead hall, there was finally a little bit of "human" anger.

Considering that the reason why everyone is gathered here today is precisely because they all have a common goal, whether it is nostalgia, hatred, or needs... In short, everyone sitting here wants to successfully return to the land of the living, not for the sake of being here Wrangling.

So he was more confident in his own strength, thinking that the undead, who could save his life even if he took the lead, spoke up.

"I can also be in the first batch."

With the clanging sound of the collision of the armor, a black armored knight with an empty neck stood up, and accompanied by the blue flame that should have been beating on the head, a silent soul fluctuation instantly spread throughout the entire building. hall.

"But just like Brisseau and the others, if I can successfully break into the land of the living this time, I will give priority to my own territory! And I am not a lich, so I need to take huge risks in the first battle, so I must be earlier than the two of them. !"

"Haha, I can also be the first batch, and I don't need to choose the site for the first batch."

With the cracking sound of a chair being crushed, a fat undead with an unusually huge size and covered with thick stitches stood up, grinning and laughing loudly:

"But as a price, you must give me enough excellent materials to make up for the loss of my body.

Remember, what I want is not the kind of junk, at least the corpse of the eighth-order peak. If there is something I really can't make, then chop your own arm to supply me! "

"And a concubine."

A scantily clad female elf stretched her waist, and she did not stand up like the previous few, but raised her slender arms instead.

I saw her leaning against the stone armrest with the tip of her tender white elbow, two long legs with beautiful curves overlapping each other, resting her cheek in her hand, half leaning in the chair and smilingly said:

"I don't have to choose a site, but I don't want any materials, I want all the strongest men you can find!

Hmm... If you are handsome enough, a man who is not that strong can be fine, but it's better to be one who is strong and good-looking, otherwise if you die before the concubine is happy, it will be very annoying .

Please remember this request. What I want is not a corpse, but a living one, who will be afraid, will tremble, will look at me with color... and the kind of man with body temperature, dead men are not to be counted! If there is something you really can't make in the end, you can come and accompany me by yourself. "

"I come!

Uh... no no no, don't look at me, I don't dare to accompany you, I mean, I can also be the first batch. "

"Then I'll make the second batch!"

"I'm also in the second batch. Sorry, the old man is not timid, but his strength is still a lot worse than the others. I really have no confidence in the first batch..."

"Me too!"

After several undead who were quite confident in their own strength spoke up one after another and took over the first batch of rushing tasks, the remaining rookies who were fishing in pure muddy waters breathed a sigh of relief, and began to sign up one by one, until finally all the phantoms All stood up.

After seeing the grand occasion of the crowd, the gray-robed old woman in the main seat nodded with relief, and the folds on her face seemed to be stretched a lot.

"Very good, I'm in love with you."

After slightly nodding to the ninth-order undead who stood up first, the gray-robed old woman said graciously:

"Several friends who are the first to attack the gate of the dead country, your wishes will definitely be fulfilled, and in addition, you can also promise each of you a condition.

As for the second batch and everyone who made the shot, although there are also generous rewards, but how thick the reward is, it depends on what role you can play in the process of attacking the gate of the dead country... …

That's it for the time being, if you have no objections, you can leave on your own. "

"Please wait."

Just when the phantoms in the hall were about to disperse, the headless knight who got up first spoke again... Soul transmission again:

"Lord Poison Princess, I've only been 1100 years old since I woke up. The last time I was injured by an accident, I couldn't participate. The last time I was not smart enough and my strength was not enough, so I don't know the gate of the dead country, so please help me. Introduce one or two."

"Okay."

In the face of the headless knight who was the first to "respond" to her in a practical sense, the old woman in the gray robe was very patient. She nodded and explained:

"There is no need to say when the door of the dead country opened, you must also feel the throbbing that originates from the soul, as for the door itself, it is not actually built to allow our dead souls to pass through.

A long time ago, when the gods had not left the main plane, Lord Death, in order to be able to inspect the Styx River, specially created this channel to travel between the Arcane Continent and the Netherland.

As for later, due to some changes, all believers in God had to raise the kingdom of God and were forced to prepare for leaving the Austrian continent.

Although most of the gods of nature who were born from the job can barely stay, but they believe in gods are not worried that they will stay alone, and there have been several extremely violent conflicts between the two sides.

The gods who believe in it are unanimous to the outside world, but there are different opinions within the natural gods. A small number of them are like the Lord of Death. It doesn't matter whether they stay on the main plane or not, and it is even more convenient to leave the Austrian continent.

The other part is worried that the changes will continue to happen, which will make it difficult to leave or even fall in the end. Only about 60% of the people who really want to stay, cause them to fail in the conflict, and finally they can only leave the main plane together... …”

Speaking of which ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the old woman in gray robe coughed and shook her head:

"I'm sorry, when I'm older, I always like to recall those past events... In short, after all the gods raised the kingdom of God and completely left the Aofa continent, Lord Death simply moved directly to the end of the Styx, and this The door he built to travel between the two worlds was also abandoned.

Apart from traveling between the two worlds and being indestructible, the gate of the dead country does not have any other effects, but it is an extremely rare opportunity for the dead like us who yearn for the sun and the earth.

It’s a pity that we are just like the original gods of nature, the people who have nostalgia for the land of the living are only a part, or even a small part of them, otherwise…

Um? Where are you all looking? Is there something behind me? "

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Slowed down. . .

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