Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Nonsense." Rhode said coldly: "She is not a hero, she has no strong will, nor the potential to become a necromancer. Why do you think she is qualified to be a member of us? The only thing she can become, Those corpse witch kings."

The words were refuted by Rod, and Vera did not feel anxious. At this moment, the calmness of the death knight was played to the extreme by him.

"Listen to the master, in the entire water elemental plane, you only arranged for two death knights with me and Kane, right?" Vera leaned down and asked respectfully.

Rhode's expression remained unchanged, and he replied indifferently: "Yes. In a sense, you are already dead. The body of the death knight gives you the ability to move underwater without breathing. This is what I only arranged. The reason for you two, in this special environment, the general necromancer has no room at all."

Seeing Rod said this, Vera hurriedly said: "A strong host, it is impossible for me and Kane alone to control the entire elemental plane of water. Such a vast ocean requires a lot of manpower to manage it."

Vera's sincere words came from his ear, but Rod shook his head:

"There is nothing to manage here, this plane is only a sea. What I need you to do is to transform the undead creatures to the best of your power, to ensure that all dead creatures can be converted into corpses to the greatest extent, not Lower level undead creatures."

Vera will naturally not give up easily, and then said: "Even so, we still need the assistance of the Necromancer, just like this island, when you leave, you need the Necromancer to manage it."

Rhode was helpless: "In this case, why don't I send some Necromancer directly from the main plane instead of training a Necromancer?"

"It's a pity." Rod's indifferent words chilled Vera. "You have no way to persuade me and give no reason to convince me."

Seeing Rod said this, Vera lowered her head deeply, her clenched hands unconsciously let go, and there was a hint of pain on her face.

Not reconciled to such a result, but Vera has no way to resist, the control of the spiritual imprint, so that he can only accept all this, which is also the limit of what can be done as a death knight, he can make suggestions to Rod, But it is difficult to change Rod's ideas, and it is still Rod himself who makes the final decision.

Knowing Rod Vera well, naturally understand what he will do, at this point, nothing can change it.

"but……"

Just when Vera fell into despair, he heard Rod's voice again:

"You have always been the most diligent among my death knights. It is rare that you have asked me, and I will naturally not refuse."

Dispersing the dark clouds gathered around him, looking at Vera not far away, Rod showed a thoughtful look.

Among the death knights of Rhodes, the previous Vera is undoubtedly the one who is most keen on transformation. The experience value provided by him alone is about to exceed the sum of other death knights. At this point, no one can and Vera compared.

Vera's move naturally earned Rod's attention. Rod took him to the water elemental plane, also to let him show his ability. For Vera's requirements, Rhod will naturally consider it.

At this point, after seeing Vera showing the idea of ​​wanting to save the mage, Rod pondered and then agreed to his request.

Rhode's words shocked Vera's expression, and then said respectfully, "Thank you Master for his kindness, I will definitely remember it."

Rhode waved his hand, and his fleshy bones drove his wide robe: "Her rank is too low, and it has no value in my eyes. It is not worth mentioning at all. The only way to make her play a little role , Is to turn it into a corpse witch king. Now that she belongs to you, whether you want to kill her or let her go is arbitrary."

"I hope you remember," Nodded when seeing Vera, Rod added: "I have given you this opportunity to forgive your offense as a death knight, I don't want this to happen a second time ."

Vera sighed: "This kind of thing will never happen again."

"I hope so." Rhode took a deep look at Vera. "I know that your brother's death has brought you a lot of touch. I hope she can help you. Get well soon, Victoria. Pull, I hope to see you who used to be, the one you called the "Undead Devourer."

Seeing Rod said this, Vera was puzzled for a while, and just wanted to explain what, Rhod no longer ignored the two in the back, turned his body, and looked at the hole in the middle of the cliff.

The gentle energy of death exhaled by the Divine Soul Concentration gathered around Vera, repairing the scars caused by erosion on his body.

For any undead creature, the energy of death released by Rhodes is a rare thing. It can repair all the injuries on the body. After long-term absorption, it can even improve its own rank.

Of course, if Rod is willing, as long as he urges his mana, he can easily transform the energy of death around him into a cloud of death that can erode all flesh.

In order to repair Vera's injury, Rod did not say much, and released his own death energy. Feeling this, Vera looked at Rod with a more complicated look.

There was a slight sob in his ear, and Vera seemed to find something. He turned his body over and looked at the mage beside him.

At this time, she was looking at Vera with a frightened face, her hands hanging down on both sides of her body were tightly held, still shaking, her teeth clenched, and she seemed to want to use this way to prevent herself from giving out any The voice, but it didn't work, eyes were red, tears were hanging down, leaving traces on her face.

Along the way, although she didn't have many words, her tight heart had already reached the limit she could bear.

Rod and Vera's conversation in common language was also heard in her ears. At this time, she also understood her own destiny.

Upon seeing this, Vera took the initiative to approach and at the same time intended to speak comfortably, but Vera's move only played a counter-effect.

As Vera approached, she slammed back a few steps, raised her hand in a panic, but failed to cast the proper spell. The foot was tripped by the rock on the ground and fell directly to the ground. There was no small noise, and even Rhodes, who was observing the cliff, couldn't help but glanced towards the rear.