Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Damenlevsky nodded to Li Ziyu and casually threw the troll shaman in front of him.

Li Ziyu took a step back, and the poor troll shaman fell to his feet with a thud.

Looking down at the troll shaman, Li Ziyu said helplessly to Damenlevsky, "It's not good for you to do this. Throw him over. What if I get a sneak attack? Bieptah, carry him, we I have to ask something.”

Bebta was more obedient than Damenlevsky, stepped forward to mention the troll shaman, and followed Li Ziyu into the rat-dead border city.

In the dark secret room, the troll shaman was tied to a chair, and all the bits and pieces he had on him were taken away. Li Ziyu sat on the chair opposite with his legs crossed.

"Capturing me will do you no good, let me go." The troll shaman glanced at Damenlevsky and Biepta who were guarding both sides of him, coughed, and said to Li Ziyu.

"You haven't forgotten to threaten me now? I just don't understand. Are you all used to threatening people? Have you ever considered that your life is still in my hands?" Li Ziyu was very curious. asked.

He just couldn't understand why these people always felt that threats were effective.

They were all tied up and made prisoners, and yet they still felt like they could do it on their own.

"I'm not threatening you. If you catch me, the Holy Church will not let you go." The troll shaman said with blood foaming from his mouth.

"Temple, well, tell me about the Temple." Li Ziyu raised his eyebrows. He finally heard something interesting.

"Ordinary people are not worthy of knowing the existence of the temple." The troll shaman said with a sneer.

Li Ziyu raised her hand like a big slap in the face and slapped the troll shaman until stars appeared in his eyes.

Such goods are cheap.

You can't talk to him properly.

You tell him that you are captured, and he tells you that there is someone behind me. When my elder brother comes, he will kill you.

You ask him who your eldest brother is. He is so awesome and wants to kill me.

He told you that you don't deserve to know my eldest brother.

Isn’t this crazy?

"Come, tell me, a common man, about the Holy Temple." Li Ziyu said with a smile on his face but cold eyes.

"You can't humiliate me like this. I am a member of the Holy Church and a shaman. You must give me the most basic respect!" the troll shaman said angrily.

"Oh oh oh, okay, holy church, right? Shaman, right? You have to be respectful, right? Come on, hand me a knife!" Li Ziyu shouted.

Immediately, a skeletal undead stepped forward and placed a bone knife into Li Ziyu's open hand.

Li Ziyu held the bone knife and pressed it directly against the Troll Shaman's neck, letting him feel the coldness of the blade.

"Mr. Shaman, you should know my identity. I am the Lord of the Undead. As a clan of the undead, the highest respect and kindness we have is to give the other person eternal sleep. Well, to put it in simpler terms, that is Kill you."

"Since you want this kind of respect, I can give it to you."

As he spoke, Li Ziyu slowly pushed the bone knife inward. The tip of the knife scratched the troll shaman's skin, and a drop of blood seeped out.

The Troll Shaman's expression suddenly changed.

He forgot about it.

The human in front of him was not a normal human, but the Lord of the Undead.

What kind of good person could the leader of that group of skeletons be?

The undead represent death, so what they say is really right.

"Wait!" the troll shaman shouted.

"What's wrong?" Li Ziyu asked with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"I don't need your respect anymore, put the knife away." The troll shaman said very quickly. He didn't want to throw his life here just because of his few words. That was not necessary at all.

Moreover, the other party is an undead. Who knows whether he will become an undead after his death.

If you become an undead and are still under the jurisdiction of the other party, what do you want to say when the other party asks you?

Li Ziyu stood up, returned the bone knife to the undead skeleton, and slapped the troll shaman in the face with another big blow.

"That's enough. Now, let me ask and you answer, what's going on in the Holy Church?" Li Ziyu's patience was about to run out, and he didn't want to get entangled with the other party anymore.

The troll shaman finally became honest and began to tell Li Ziyu what he knew about the temple.

The Holy Church is an ancient organization that has existed in the Central Zone for a long time. It was established by the first races living in the Central Zone to maintain peace among the various races in the Central Zone.

It is said that before the emergence of the Temple, the Central Zone experienced a long period of darkness.

In that era, all races were fighting all the time and could not stop.

They kill each other for land and resources.

The powerful race became weak in the long war and eventually disappeared in the long river of history.

Resources were not used to develop the race, but were used in war. This resulted in the race not being able to develop at all, and resources being consumed for no reason.

Until a group of young people appeared.

They come from various races and even have hatred towards each other, but they eventually come together and become friends.

They face a very difficult choice between their close friends and their relatives in their own tribe.

The young people don't want to be separated, let alone see their own race fighting all the time and the tribesmen living in dire straits.

So the temple appeared.

They used various means to mediate the war and participated in various conflicts.

In this way it is passed down from generation to generation.

The first young people were not necessarily very strong. They mostly used the power they had in their hands.

But later on, they absorbed many orphans and trained them as their successors.

until now.

The people in the temple come from various races. They no longer have the power they had at the beginning, but instead have extremely strong individual strength.

After countless years of accumulation, the Holy Church has no shortage of resources and can easily cultivate strong men.

Li Ziyu nodded while listening.

Good guy, the water in the central area is quite deep, and there are such hidden organizations, it's like filming a movie.

Keep the peace in the center?

If nothing else, they are undoubtedly the enemy.

After all, what Li Ziyu wants is to conquer the entire central area, and all races will be under the rule of the undead.

Everyone is at peace, but Li Ziyu doesn't feel like he has the ability to conquer these powerful tribes with the undead tribe.

It took a lot of effort to create chaos. If these guys cause trouble, then your own goal will not be achieved.

After the troll shaman finished speaking, Li Ziyu asked, "As far as I know, there is a fierce fight between the various tribes now. The rat people are attacking the trolls, and they are attacked by the harpy. They are fighting on both sides. Why don't you go to them and come to trouble me instead?"

This puzzled him.

I can be considered a latecomer to the war. Even if I want to maintain peace, I can't find him, the Lord of the Undead, on his head.

If you want peace, you must at least get rid of races like trolls and ratmen.

Faced with Li Ziyu's question, the Troll Shaman didn't hide it and said directly, "The Rat Man paid for it."

Li Ziyu's face darkened and he couldn't help but said, "Then you are not a killer organization. Whoever pays more will help!"

The Troll Shaman's expression stiffened slightly and he explained, "That's not the case. We are responsible for mediation. If you don't follow our advice, we will not take action against you."

Listen, listen, what do you think?

After all, I am the Lord of the Undead. If you say I will listen to you, I will listen to you. How dare I lose face!

This face is too big.

Thinking of some possibility, Li Ziyu asked again, "If you just go to find the rat people like this, will they agree to stop?"

This time the Troll Shaman didn’t hesitate and said immediately, “Yes!”

Li Ziyu looked surprised and said, "Yes? Don't the Ratmen have any masters? Won't they beat you to death?"

The Troll Shaman shook his head, "I will not appear in front of the Rat King. I will leave him a letter. If he doesn't stop, I will kill him."

Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the troll shaman speechlessly and said, "Isn't this still a killer? By the way, why do you dare to come to my door with such a sting?"

The troll shaman said a little embarrassedly, "Because I'm not familiar with the undead."

Bravo.

I'm quite satisfied with your answer.

How long did it take for the undead to log in to the central area? If within this period of time, the temple was allowed to find out the details, then Li Ziyu would feel terrified.

After thinking for a while, Li Ziyu asked the troll, "How many people are there in your temple now?"

The troll kept silent and stared at Li Ziyu.

He could tell Li Ziyu what was going on in the temple, but he could not tell Li Ziyu the specific situation in the temple.

What I just said is allowed by the church.

This is what other races know.

But if you ask how many people there are in the temple, you definitely can’t tell.

This is a confidential matter and cannot be told to others.

Seeing this, Li Ziyu was happy, raised his hand and threatened, "Whether you want mercy or a big dick, choose for yourself."

Why are they so similar to those villains in European and American movies?

Anyway, if you ask, I won’t tell you.

Just show your loyalty.

But as long as you hit me and scold me, I will just tell you whatever you ask.

Li Ziyu never figured out why. Was he being a bitch? He had to be beaten to be honest.

The troll shaman looked at him calmly and said softly, "I choose mercy."

Li Ziyu was startled for a moment, his hand raised in the air froze, and he asked again as if he didn't hear clearly, "What did you just say?"

The troll shaman said again in that calm voice, "I say, I choose mercy."

Putting down his hand, Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue, "Substitute, Damenlevsky, Biepta, this guy is left to you, let him tell everything he knows."

Li Ziyu would be fine if he threatened her with a big dick, but when it came to forcing a confession, Li Ziyu felt like she couldn't do it.

After all, the previous life was a peaceful society, and he was not a vicious person. He really couldn't do anything about torture to extract confessions.

After handing the troll shaman to the two of them, Li Ziyu stood up and left.

After walking out of the secret room, Li Ziyu looked at Zhang Peng waiting outside.

"Get ready for war."

"Have you studied it? What happened to the temple?"

"I'm still asking Damenlevsky and Biebta to ask."

"Start a direct war?"

"Well, don't worry too much about the church. This time you can add a pretext of sending assassins to kill. If the rat people send people again, you don't have to worry about it."

"Haha, that's great. The handle is now in the outside hands."

Zhang Peng smiled after hearing this.

Damenlevsky and Biepta did not keep Li Ziyu waiting for too long, and they still knew how to use interrogation methods.

The troll shaman had lost most of his life, and finally he could no longer bear the responsibility.

There are about 200 core members of the church and about 10,000 peripheral members.

The peripheral members are auxiliary, taking care of the core members' lives, getting supplies, and dealing with minor problems.

Although they are peripheral members, their combat effectiveness is not weaker than the elites of those races in the central area.

Compared to the core members, the peripheral members are nothing.

People like Troll Shaman can only be considered the last among the core members.

When talking about this with Li Ziyu, Damenlevsky seemed very excited. He had found something fun.

Apparently, the Sanctuary was going to be his new toy.

……

The Undead have declared full-scale war on the Ratmen!

The reason is that the Ratmen attack the undead arbitrarily and send assassins to kill the Lord of the Undead.

This news spread from the Undead Territory to all directions, causing all the races in the melee to pause.

"Hahaha... Ancestors bless you!"

"The rat people are digging their own graves. They are looking for death. That's great."

The trolls are celebrating.

They have an extra ally, and a very powerful ally.

Internal and external troubles, and the constant loss of territory have given the trolls a huge headache.

At the same time, facing the strong invasion of rat-men, ape-men and other races, the trolls have been unable to resist.

This is still the result of allies such as the Harpy banished.

The addition of the undead is excellent news for them.

"What is the Rat King doing?"

"Are you provoking the undead at this time?"

"Do you think your life is too long?"

I don't know the specific situation, but the rat tribe allies who got the news are confused.

They couldn't figure out why the Ratmen would go out to mess with the undead at this time.

They knew that the undead could survive in the central area because they took a piece of flesh from the rat people.

Judging from this, the relationship between the Ratmen and the Undead should not be very good.

But even if it's not very good, you can't start a war with the undead at this time!

At least we have to wait until the trolls are dealt with, right?

It's so irrational.

"Have the undead joined the battle?"

"There's a good show to watch!"

These are the melon-eating people who don’t know why.

There are always some races of thieves. They have relationships with trolls, rat-men, and apes, but their relationships are not deep enough to be allies. Therefore, in this war that has swept through the entire central zone, they are the only ones who are the most vulnerable. Of fish.

Work but no effort.

They were thinking about how to make money after the war.

The more races involved, the better, and the more chaos there is.

If the water is not muddy, how can you fish?

Regardless of what other races think, the undead are moving anyway.

After declaring the start of an all-out war against the Ratmen, the undead army on the border immediately attacked the Ratmen.

The first among them is the city-state of Irmaha.

Just as the two city lords expected, the city-state of Irmaha could not stop the attack of the undead at all.

The undead army didn't even have too many scruples, and it took just three days to capture the city-state of Illamaha.

Although they could not stop the undead, Ilmaha's army still put up a heroic resistance and used all their strength to fight against the undead attacking the city.

However, when Li Ziyu was determined to attack the rat people, he bombed them indiscriminately and almost all the Illamaha defenders were killed.

When the undead entered the city-state of Ilmaha, everyone was trembling.

The wealthy nobles and merchants had already fled with their families before the undead attacked. The only people left in the city-state were civilians and slaves.

Even if they have done business with the undead, they are still afraid of these incarnations of death.

Soul-born insect-men, armored insect-men, and skeletal undead poured into the city like a tide, occupying every street and opening the door to the city-state of Illamaha.

Then the black warriors and skeleton knights entered the city-state.

Both the above-ground city and the underground city are occupied.

Just as the residents of the city-state of Ilmaha were waiting to die, they discovered that the undead had no intention of massacring them.

As long as they don't resist, the undead will ignore them.

Soon, the undead's first order was conveyed from the dungeon.

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy. Those who accept the management of the undead and do not resist can continue to live in the city-state of Ilmaha and become the new residents of Ilmaha. The great Lord of the Undead will pardon civilians and slaves."