Something's wrong with my undead

Bones, flesh, fat, materials...

So right, so right!

Heine couldn't help but call Ye Qinghui.

The last time such a curious conversation took place was when he was studying at the Boneyard.

The classmates infected by the death energy are all perverts with this unique taste.

He had been in the boneyard for three years, and he had never experienced the "academic flow" online novel that he had read before traveling through time.

The compliments that ring in my ears all the time are either "This skull is so beautiful" or "The sutures are amazing."

Even when they stare at a woman's butt, they are drawing the outline of the pelvis in their mind, without any earthly desire.

As expected of you, Gray!

Heine looked speechless and said: "After crossing the river, do you plan to kill them directly?"

Gray understood the look in his eyes, and the few grudges he had felt were instantly eliminated.

"Of course, they're going to expose me."

Heine's words undoubtedly frightened Gray to death.

Siara's two personal attendants, Shadow and Ya, are both soul hunters.

"The Shadow Temple specially trains special soldiers to hunt down wild powerful revenants and necromancers. Their noses are sharper than hunting dogs, and their techniques are more professional than the Crusaders on the Ashes Front."

Gray readily agreed.

"Idiot! I'm not a necromancer!" Heine couldn't stand it any longer: "I'm the soul priest of the dignified Splittoe clan. What's the use of the souls of strangers? What I want is a living body!"

"Yes, sir." He said respectfully.

Gray seemed to finally understand. He hesitated and said, "In this case... wouldn't I become a slave trader?"

He didn't expect that he would almost make a big mistake.

"Living people! Damn it, you treat them as cubs of rare monsters and bring them to me healthy, do you understand?"

"Who said I treated them as slaves?" Heine asked.

Only when this matter is brought up does Dylan's poker face show a warm smile.

During a certain pursuit, she accidentally broke into the McCalla Mountains and entered the Haunted Farm, and then transformed from Selima Yoder into Mrs. Kittyle.

Heine snorted coldly: "Any battle you do in the North will increase the risk of exposing yourself. Once you provoke those soul hunters, you won't be able to escape by boat."

Heine took the opportunity to say: "Bring these elves alive, I will give you a reasonable price - of course, this is my personal request and has nothing to do with my lord's mission."

"Then I..."

Gray was stunned: "Soul hunter? That's..."

Dylan’s wife was also a soul hunter.

"Hopeless idiot!"

"I will prepare a good soul box..."

...

After the exchange between the two ended, the light spot originally responsible for guiding did not appear.

The owner here seems to be only responsible for bringing them into this "online chat room".

He didn't care at all what they talked about, how long they talked, or how they got out.

Totally rough stocking.

Come to think of it, there is currently no evidence that this was all done by Thanatos.

This is more like some kind of "mechanism".

Besides, Mr. Sa must really pay attention to every conversation like a customer service person... Why didn't he check every owner of the bronze mirror from the beginning?

Ruggedness should be global, and so should finesse.

This is clearly not the case.

Gray didn't say how to leave, he just turned around.

Obviously, the guy from Qitiao told him.

Heine could only stand and watch, watching as Gray disappeared from sight in a few steps as if he had mastered the technique of "shrinking into an inch".

Later, the part of the spiritual ember that was allocated to him returned to Heine himself.

"Is this a stream of consciousness?"

Heine turned around in confusion and took steps forward.

Then, he quickly realized that he wasn't walking...

It is the ground that is condensed with black mud that is crawling.

As if he was walking along a conveyor belt, he was sent to a familiar whirlpool in a few steps.

That was really a mirror image of when he left.

After a moment of dizziness, he returned to the study.

Heine glanced at the clock on the wall.

Just like entering the Magic Network, the time flow rate in the two worlds is the same.

"The Demonic Network is built in the void, and the state of the underworld is very similar to the Demonic Network... Could it be that the void is the underworld?"

He temporarily suppressed this speculation without more evidence and turned his attention to this harvest.

Conclusion 1: Whether it is sending messages through bronze mirrors or conducting online meetings, they are all rough and rude, and Mr. Sa doesn’t care much about them.

And Lloyd emphasized "disguise" and that for the first time there is no need to disguise.

It is not difficult to infer from this that it was not Thanatos who really remembered the "entrant".

But the black mud underfoot.

Those filthy, dirty, and twisted Yuanling Turbid Currents are the "access mechanism" of the underworld.

Conclusion 2: Task assignment is based on the principle of proximity.

The reason why I contacted Gray was because I was near the McCalla Mountains - it was very likely that "Hatar" was a suitable candidate nearby.

The reason why Gray was asked to investigate George was partly because he had messed up, but partly for the same reason.

Gray is the closest candidate to this place besides himself.

In other words, the necromancer closest to the mountainous area is in the Mourning Wood Forest thousands of miles away...

The Necromancer is so miserable.

Conclusion 3: The bronze mirror is not bound, it only recognizes the mirror but not the person.

This seemed silly at first, but now the more I think about it, the more advanced it becomes.

Isn't this the Erwuzai account run by multiple people?

Successors come one after another, and the children are born again and again.

Heine stared at the mirror in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this thing was a good thing.

He meditated all night to recover the energy he had lost after entering the underworld.

At dawn, Mr. Sa had recovered except for his body.

Heine used necromancy to establish a connection, then told him that the Blight Bow was gone and so was the Flying Ring.

To this, Mr. Sa said, "It's nothing, just be fine."

Heine sighed inwardly.

If you stay with your brothers for too long, you will always become suspicious.

I don’t know if this product is real or fake.

He didn't interrupt and let Mr. Sa slowly repair his body.

This guy actually started chatting with Wei Dianyu who was standing next to him.

Mr. Sa: "Brother Wei, you didn't tell Brother Yang about my hiding things, right?"

Wei Dianyuan: "How can that be possible? Brother Yang asked, I pretended to be stupid and got over."

Mr. Sa: "That's okay. To be honest, you're hiding something too, right? Let me tell you, brothers, are you really not a summoning warlock?"

Wei Dianyuan: "It's really not true. Did I lie to you?"

Mr. Sa: "Then how do I feel that you are familiar with the rift spell?"

Wei Dianyuan: "...How to say, there are just the two of us here, let me tell you in secret. Apart from not being able to summon, I can do everything else. You see, if I don't summon, doesn't that mean it's not a summoning spell?"

Mr. Sa was silent for a few seconds, and then he finally said:

"Fuck me!"

Heine couldn't help but want to curse me.

Mr. Sa: "If you don't summon, why would you learn so many rifts and soul skills?"

Wei Dianyuan: "If I don't summon myself, I can play with other people's! Let me tell you, in an environment with strange beasts, my skills are very powerful."

Mr. Sa: "Then you have to learn all the skills and then upgrade them. In fact, I'm not just hiding things, I also want to do an experiment. I was worried that Heine was the one who took the lead in upgrading the skills of the brothers. Only when he knows it can we Lift.

"The facts prove that this is not the case. Even when I learn skills, I don't need him to watch and feed me in the arena. Brother Yang's previous theory of 'promotion equals an efficient training room' is correct."

Wei Dianyuan: "If that's the case, I have to go to the north."

Mr. Sa: "Take me with you. Let's talk about it. I have helped my brothers cross so many rivers. I have to thank Brother Yang and my Xia."

Wei Dianyuan: "No problem, brother will do the chores for you. Level 4 is definitely enough, professional."

...

Hearing that they were all chatting like this, Heine felt that it would be too impolite for him to send someone else to the north to contact Gray.

Feeling that his mental power had been restored, Heine habitually immersed his senses in the fish pond.

Although he hasn't gained anything for a long time, he does this every time he comes and prepares to leave.

However, this time, a long-lost bubble was suspended there, and colorful light flowed on the film.

Heine didn't dare to look at it and hurriedly exited the fish pond.