Something's wrong with my undead

Inside the tent, the white-haired old man knelt on the ground and closed his eyes tightly.

On the table directly in front of him, there was a bronze mirror the size of a football.

In the mirror is a deep and twisted dark vortex, with a faint green stream of light swimming in it.

The old man's head seemed to be boiled, and white gas was coming out, condensing into threads and getting into the mirror in front of him.

At the same time, he was still making a "report" with a painful expression.

"The lord named George completely saw through our plan, and he saw through our misinterpretation of the oracle.

“Not only that, this invasion of the Meikala Mountains also failed completely, and they also sent men to form an alliance with the Zanluo people.

"Please forgive my stupidity, I don't understand why the priest named Royd Gitil would intervene in this matter.

"I heard that something unexpected happened to him now. His soul must have returned to your kingdom of God. Please tell me what to do next."

After saying all these words, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

This is not his job, he is only level four.

But now that Hattar is dead, it can only be done by him.

With the connection severed, the mirror returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

After resting for a while, he stood up shakily and poured himself a glass of water.

"It's strange, why is there no response..."

He looked at the mirror with a blank expression.

In the past, when Hattar talked to the mirror, he would get a response within a few minutes at most.

He was worried that his voice was weak and could not be conveyed to "that person", so he repeated it three times, and his brain was almost cooked.

But it seems that the effect is not very satisfactory...

Suddenly, there was a heartbreaking cutting sound.

The old man turned around sharply and released his senses as if facing a formidable enemy.

A crystal clear body of white bones appeared in his perception.

"Undead???"

He was stunned for a moment, and coupled with his mental exhaustion just now, before he could react, the other party had already cut through the tent and slipped in lightly.

"you--"

"Shut up, I'm one of my own."

"let me help you"

Two lines of text composed of shadow energy appeared quietly.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

own people?

"Who are you? I don't understand what you are talking about?"

Having said that, he had let his guard down a little.

The other party approached the tent without anyone noticing, and with this strength, it would be easy to kill him.

But it didn't.

After waiting for a moment, the other party replied:

"For Lord Thanatos, the Lord of Hades"

——Damn, this guy’s name is really hard to spell.

Teacher Xia complained in his heart.

He seriously thought about whether Mr. Sa's title was God or King at this point in time.

Seeing this sentence, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Really one of our own.

Coupled with the identity of the opponent's skeleton, nothing can be more realistic than this.

Although he still held the wand, he was already sitting on the ground.

"Isn't Lloyd dead?" he asked.

"It's not easy for a level six necromancer to die."

"You said you were here to help me. What can you do for me?"

——Of course I’m helping you use this broken mirror! It seems that you are using it incorrectly, and I can’t send the message for a long time. I am so anxious! !

Teacher Xia was complaining crazily, but still wanted to recall the name of this mirror.

But he soon realized that he couldn't spell it in Common even if he wanted to.

Forget it.

"Help you use this thing, your method is wrong."

He pointed to the mirror.

"I've been following those guys here since daytime, and your stupidity makes me want to laugh."

The old man was dumbfounded by the scolding, and his face was a little confused.

"My method is...no problem, that's what Hatar uses!"

"Turn it over and look at the back."

The old man dubiously obeyed.

The back of the bronze mirror is a layer of relief. The body of a two-headed snake divides the mirror into two parts, with two bloody mouths on the left and right of the bottom.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He remembered that once, when Hattar prayed for the oracle of Hades, he saw the two snakes spitting messages from the side...

"But, why is there a vortex on the mirror that is still devouring my spiritual power?" He asked blankly.

——If you give it to it, it will definitely eat it.

Teacher Xia was speechless.

The necromancer in the game was recruited by the Shadow Temple and has never been exposed to these props.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't understand.

But if I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running away.

He had seen the boss in a certain copy using a huge mirror to communicate with Mr. Sa.

That mirror is a high-end version. Not only can you chat, but it can also summon Mr. Sa's servants and skills. It's terrifying.

Therefore, players need to divide their forces into two groups.

The large army attracts the boss's attention from the front.

The small team drilled a secret tunnel to reach behind the mirror and smashed the energy crystal there.

Although the one in front of you is a low-end version, the principles should be the same.

"It needs energy"

"I see……"

The old man suddenly realized it and hurriedly took out two "AA batteries".

As the charging stone approached the two snakes, the latter seemed to be alive, opening its mouth and grabbing the stone.

The charging stone disappeared almost instantly, and nothing seemed to happen behind the bronze mirror.

It's just that the two snakes look a little creepy.

The old man thanked Teacher Xia.

At this point he had given up all worries.

An undead that knows how to communicate with the underworld is definitely more "one of its own" than it looks.

He was about to continue his report when Teacher Xia suddenly said:

"Don't mention my master"

The old man was stunned: "Lloyd?"

"Yes"

The old man smiled "I understand".

He understood it all.

Lloyd must have messed up something, so he sent this skeleton to save face.

He sneered inwardly.

The other party took Hattar's life, and he had no good impressions of him.

He has learned how to activate the mirror, and he will report it again when the other party leaves.

With this in mind, he started reporting again.

This time only the matter of "Lord George seeing through the plan" was mentioned.

With the last bit of mental energy drained out, he collapsed to the ground, enduring the dizziness in his mind, and forced a smile to Teacher Xia.

He saw the skeleton giving him a thumbs up.

It's quite friendly.

He closed his eyes slightly, planning to take a short rest.

The pain in my brain seemed to be gone.

This time, only a minute passed before a response came from the mirror.

The vortex above squirmed for a while, and then a piece of black mist floated out of it, and a line of words was outlined in the air:

"I already know"

——Gan, what is this "read"?

Teacher Xia complained in her heart, but her expectations were in vain.

He had seen NPCs communicating in front of the mirror in some cutscenes, where creatures from the underworld often appeared to convey the God of Hades' message.

He had prepared the toilet pusher and wanted to "pick up" the other party.

Maybe the old man's level was too low, so the response was just a message.

He looked at the other person, only to find that this guy was already dead...

Died of severe mental exhaustion.

——Fuck, my experience! !

……

……

At the same time, distant Vilitas.

Professor Collins hurriedly left the conference room and returned to his residence.

He closed the door, set up three barriers to isolate the air, and then took out an ordinary mirror from the cabinet.

With a tap of the magic wand, the mirror squirmed and turned into the bronze mirror that Teacher Xia had just seen.

But it's far more exquisite than that broken mirror.

As soon as the two charging stones were put into the snake's mouth, the mirror surface was like a small stone dropped on the lake surface, with ripples rippling in circles.

Black mist quietly gushes out, and a line of instructions emerges:

"Investigating the McCalla Mountains"

McCalla Mountains?

Collins frowned slightly.

Hasn't this place been confirmed to be free of any abnormalities?

Then everything returned to normal, he hid the mirror, picked up a book and left the room.

As soon as I walked out of the door, a student wearing glasses ran towards me.

The student ran out of breath: "Professor, why did you leave so suddenly?"

Collins held up the book in his hand.

"Come back to get your things. What's wrong? You guys started arguing after I left for a few minutes?"

"That's not true. I just received a notice that the arbitration application between the Shadow Temple and the Silver Elf has been revoked. They decided to negotiate the matter privately."

Collins was stunned: "The attendant from Godero City agreed?"

"Probably so," the student adjusted the frame of the mirror: "Let me inform you that since you know Miss Renee, the third princess, and you are from the North, you have been chosen to be their mediator, and this time there are people from Eternal Dawn. participate."

Collins raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Who did the Golden People send?"

"A gentleman named Donald. It is said that he also knows the attendant and the princess at the same time."

"Who is that? Why haven't I heard of it?"

The student quickly approached Collins and whispered:

“He is just an ordinary person who has been responsible for the infiltration work of Eternal Dawn in the McCalla Mountains.

"He also has another identity. He is the nephew of Archmage Scrooge Dark."

Collins was shocked.

Scrooge Darhk is a member of the Council of Six.

One of the six supreme beings of Vilitas...

Of course, compared to this title, he is better known as:

"The richest man in Vilitas"

Collins put away his surprised expression and nodded calmly.

"I understand, take me there."