Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Alama, this is not like you."

Facing Alama's affectionate words, the blind old woman took his hand.

"Maybe you feel a little sudden, but that's exactly what I want to say."

Alama approached Margaret, her body was filled with a decadent breath, and this made Alama even more infatuated.

"In the previous battle, I thought that I should have been infected by the will of a hero. With the support of the hero's will, he did a feat that ordinary people can't reach, and I also found my heart."

"Hero? Do you mean Lord Rhodes? Although I have stayed in Sao City, I have seen the battle and how Lord Rhodes sent those angels to hell." Margaret Slowly, the nearby magic eyes danced with her words.

"Although Lord Rhodes' behavior is commendable, I am not talking about him."

Alama raised an eyebrow, picked up a small magic eye, and stroked its eyeball.

"I'm talking about a death knight. With unparalleled love, he turned into his heroic will and took the treasure from the archangel in one fell swoop."

"Are you talking about Vera? My magic eyes tell me that his heart is always full of fear. If you didn't say it from your mouth, I would never have thought that someone like him would be filled with love in his heart." Special said.

"I didn't believe it in the first place." Alama did not deny her statement. "I still remember that he was corroded by filthy blood. When Lord Rhodes asked me to heal him, his mind had become blurred and even forgotten many memories. , The soul was also traumatized, but he kept chanting a name, a name that touched his heart."

"In the previous battle, I felt his will. It was a heroic will full of love. With the support of the heroic will, even the archangel could not stop his heroic specialties, and I was also infected by this will. , When Lord Rowling asked me to collect materials, the first thing I thought about was that you and your little ones like things." Alama said sincerely.

"Allama, we are no longer young, and we all have our own research. You are pursuing a perfect creation, and I am already a member of Lord Rhodes. Love is nothing new to us. "Margaret sighed deeply, and the magic eyes nearby also dropped down the eyeballs on the tentacles as if they were discouraged.

"What does that matter? Maybe in my life, I will never meet a magician like you." Alama smiled, "I heard that you are studying the Eternal Eye."

"Eternal magic eye only exists in the theory of the magic eye church. My research is stuck in one of them. It has been a long time without progress." She shook her head.

When it comes to the study of witchcraft, Alama’s eyes flashed with a certain kind of light. In this respect, he has the self-confidence beyond ordinary people: "If you want to create a witchcraft creature of that level, you need to come up with a matching creature. Material, ordinary eyes can’t be used for your research. You need the best eyeballs in the world, and I know where it is."

"I don't know what biological eyeballs are the best eyeballs in your eyes? Those angels?" She was very interested in Alama's words, thought about it, and then asked.

"Angels’ eyeballs are perfect, but they are limited to flawless perfection. They cannot petrify people like Medusa, nor can they shoot lasers like evil eyes, nor can they see through people’s hearts and turn people into like Lord Rhodes. Vampire, so the angel’s eyes are far from the best."

Alama said slowly. He stretched out his fingers and pointed diagonally to the ground under his feet. The magic eyes nearby gave way: "After the death of the last King of Nigon, I used to sneak into his library. It is found in the ancient books that the location of the tomb of the king of wizards and the eyes of the Almighty buried there are the best eyes in the world."

"The king of wizards..." Margaret's face changed slightly when Alama mentioned the name, and the nearby magic eyes also lay on the ground, wrapping their eyeballs with tentacles.

"After collecting these materials for Lord Rowling, I have already paid off the love I owed Rhodes, and then I will go to the tomb of the King of the Witchcraft. There are secret studies of the King of the Witchcraft and there are ancient sacrifice rituals. , And the eyeballs of the Almighty." At the end, there was no initial smile in Alama’s expression. Even he was also afraid of the traps in the king’s tomb, "I will bring you That eyeball."

Margaret sighed deeply, knowing she could not stop Alama in front of her. The secret study of the king of wizards has a deep appeal for all wizards. Even if there is no Eye of the Almighty, Alama, who knows the location of the king's tomb, will always check it out one day.

"I will not stop you. I will stay in Sao City, watching you, watching you." She whispered.

Beside Alama, a row of Void Eyes that belonged to Margaret slowly emerged. He picked up one of them, the Eyes kept shrinking in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he took off his left eye.

Putting the Void Demon Eye into the eye socket, and finally turning into a complete and bright eye, he said loudly: "You will see, everything I see."

After a deep farewell, Alama left the quiet room where Margaret was.

With the materials collected by the scarlet angel, he came to the top of the tower.

Under the icy gaze of a group of corpse witch kings, he saw the master of the soul tower, Lord Rowling, the highest status in the city. Although she is not the nominal city master, no matter which necromancer knows, she is the city of Saou. The controller of the world.

"Lord Rowling, I have collected the materials you need for you." As he said, he handed over a series of precious materials to Rowling.

Looking at the precious material enough to make any mage jealous, Rowling couldn't help his eyes gleaming: "Respected magician, I didn't expect you to achieve it so soon. You accomplished this task brilliantly."

"Speaking of it, thanks to Margaret, who helped me find the location of the materials, I can accurately bring them back. The reward for completing the task, that is, the angels, I have already got it in advance, if If you want to express gratitude, just go and thank Margaret." Alama said slowly.

Rowling nodded: "I will grant her the status of a prophet and help her rebuild the Magic Eye Church. With these materials, most of the ritual conditions have been met..."

"I plan to leave Saou City and return to the underground world. Before leaving, I was very puzzled by one thing, and I asked Lord Rowling to answer it for me." Alama said negatively.