[Necromancer] Dark Throne

Wayne sat on the cold platform, surrounded by countless ice and snow, and the highest mountain peak on the first layer of the abyss was just below him.

This is where he rests.

No bed, no palace, no light.

The temperature here is lower than the absolute zero of the earth.

The basic laws of the universe are different, and the world created is completely different.

It is just ridiculous to use the experience of the traveler in the abyss of the undead.

For such a long time, he was here, forgetting that part of the human being little by little.

He couldn't feel the temperature of being alive until he was beside him.

Green lay on his lap. Before, his whole body could lie on Wayne's lap, but now... only one head can be put down... It's a shame to grow up...

Moving his head, he looked up at the guardian with a cold face, and asked puzzledly: "Your Majesty, you obviously don't want to fight with humans, so why did you agree to Shara?"

"Why refuse?"

"The person you like is over there. If you fight with him, you will cry." Greenhill was very dissatisfied when he thought of the knight. "Your Majesty, don't like him, please. Green will definitely be better than him in the future."

"I like him, it has nothing to do with this." Wayne lowered his head and smoothed Green's long hair. "Green, there is no mercy between races. I will not affect what I should do because of my feelings."

"Your Majesty, how about I grab that knight so that you won't be upset, what do you think?" Green knelt beside him and put his arms around his neck for praise. If it was a dragon, the tail at the moment It must have been thrown up.

"What's the use of wanting someone." Wayne is not interested in this. "If you want to get him, you have to give them all to me. Semi-finished products or something. Have you ever seen me want to pass?"

"...Your Majesty, is this the reason why you agreed?" Greenhill shrank his neck.

"It's just that the goal of the undead is the same as mine." Wayne pushed him back and smoothed his hair, and said casually, "If he had the chance, he would not let go of snatching me back, but he couldn't do it. "

"But if you hurt his race, won't he blame you?" Greenhill instantly felt that the adult's emotional world was so complicated and terrifying.

"Why does he blame me?" Wayne turned his gaze to the east, which is the direction of the human world. "It's not me, but also other undead monarchs. Compared with blood or that person to deal with human beings, which one do you think he would like?"

"But Your Majesty, why do I feel that this question is like asking a pig: who do you want to eat you? They are so overbearing..."

"Well, it's a very vivid metaphor, but I may at least leave some bones, and those two will not." Wayne said naturally.

"Well, Your Majesty, you didn't ask me to come here just to touch my head, did you?" Greenhill no longer struggled with this question.

"Well, send this to Roland, he knows what to do." Wayne lightly took out a thick blank book page.

"...Your Majesty, you are about to attack the world, isn't it good?" Greenhill thinks that a carrier pigeon is enough for this kind of thing, and it is too cheap to let a heroic bone dragon do it, " ...And you are now a hostile race, does he like you as a betrayal of mankind?"

"I like him, so I betrayed the undead, betrayed the Sleeper?" Wayne sneered, "If he really wants to betray, why should I ask you to warn him at this moment."

"Really, why must it be him...it's not as good as that idiot King of Shadows..." Green thought, "It's not written like this in human love novels. A pair destined to kill each other obviously has no future! "

"Green." Wayne smiled and patted his head, "Shala really wants you to go to his place."

"Your Majesty, you use this trick every time."

"It's good if it works."

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Berettas Empire, Raven Ridge

When the dark sky spread to the holy city of Cylinder, the entire Holy See had to abandon the territory that had been in operation for thousands of years. The polluted city was no longer suitable for human habitation. The vitality is restored.

And Roland has been so busy this month that he can't wait to grow four hands.

"The Great Elder is going to trouble Assad again?" Andariel, who was buried in the work documents, was furious.

"He thinks His Majesty Assad's disrespect to the holy light by using the place with the ominous name 'Crow Ridge' as the temporary residence of the Holy See's headquarters." Roland, who was buried with him, said helplessly.

"It's a good thing I'm already dead, so I don't have to endure that old man anymore, but the problem is that I'm already dead and killed by your concubine, why do you need to do these things for me?" This is the root of Andariel's dissatisfaction. What does it have to do with me?

"Of course friends should help each other. Do you still want me to tell Amennar that his son has died?" Roland looked up at him.

"...Yes." Andariel lowered his head aggrievedly.

"So hurry up, I will go to check the situation of the troops later." Roland was not polite at all.

After a while, Roland asked again: "I heard that the Great Elder troubled you?"

"I'm used to it. He insists that I'm an undercover agent of the Monarch of Suspense." Andariel put his mind to two things, and quickly crossed a food collection application for the victims, and replaced it with another one. "You don't need to comfort me, I understand. , he was also brought up by the dark priest, and it is normal to be abnormal."

"No, I just want to say, if he strikes, you don't fight back, so as not to cause trouble."

"You can be so cautious, what happened?" Andariel looked a little dignified, "The recent changes in the forces of the Abyss of the Undead, is it true?"

"It should be right." Roland smiled wryly. "There are already more than all the undead gathered around the Fort of Justice. Once this pass is lost, it will really be over."

"Human sea tactics, they don't have a new way." Andariel didn't have the consciousness of the undead at all, "You must resist, I can only go to the place where there are people, whether it is Karin or the undead. The Banshee Queen will want me dead."

"Actually, as long as you return the man to them, you'll be fine."

"Don't talk about this..."

"In the current human world, the Berettas Empire is basically not polluted because it is far away from Artis. 90% of the territory of the Jaga Empire has been polluted. If His Majesty is not ready to evacuate, he will soon be destroyed With negative energy attacking, the situation will be more difficult to control. Do you have any solutions?"

"Stunned and taken away, there is no other way. The foundation of the Jakarta Empire was destroyed overnight, and no one can accept it. However, according to the information I got, the rulers of Jakarta decided to move northward to the north." Tundra, use the land of the orcs to build their country. I stopped it, and in this situation, we don’t want to touch you Nilin of the Sleeper.”

"Basically these things, right? There are no other important things, so I'll go out first."

"There's one more thing."

"You said."

"Princess Tiffany of the Berettas Empire is here."

"...Say I'm not here." Roland's face turned green on the spot.

"We are relying on the Berettas Empire for a lot of things now. For you, Princess Tiffany made a vow to marry whoever kills him, and sent you a large number of noble private soldiers. Hope you can marry her..."

"You're enough. I'm going to marry her. Wayne can kill me tomorrow and turn the wedding into a funeral." Roland felt terrified just thinking about it.

"If you don't marry her, at least go meet her. We are now in her territory. She is the sole heir of Berettas. If she is not happy, even if we are not deported, it is a deduction to rescue us food, we have to kneel."

"..." Roland pretended not to hear.

"Of course, she can't be compared with your resting monarch. But it's not too much for you to sacrifice your appearance for the sake of righteousness, to talk about life with others, and to visit the garden?" Andariel felt that the advantage had already been taken It's big.

"...too much." Roland objected.

"That can't be helped, you wait for your soldiers to starve to death."

"..."

"Don't be a mother-in-law, go quickly."

"……All right."

So when Greenhill came, he saw that the paladin whom His Majesty never forgot was chatting and laughing happily with an elegant and otherworldly beautiful girl in the quiet garden, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and the moment his keel body flew down, The girl seemed to have been greatly frightened, and threw herself into the knight's arms, as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

The knight frowned slightly, seeing no one around.He reached out and knocked the girl unconscious with his palm, and threw it aside without mercy.

"Wayne sent you to find me?" the paladin asked calmly.

Greenhill took a careful look at him, dropped the book and ran away without saying a word to him.

Roland cheated, so important things must be let His Majesty know as soon as possible.



When Greenhill returned to the Temple of the Night, his majesty was using the sand table to deduce the upcoming battle.

Greenhill looked carefully at the standards on the sand table and couldn't help being surprised.

Not to mention the Banshee Army of the Banshee Queen, the Iron Armored Corpse Dragon Army of the Corpse Dragon King, the Death Army of the Blood Knight King, and the Ten Thousand Bone Army of the Withered Bones Lord... Almost the elites of the entire undead world came here. Is it necessary, using magic cannon to beat mosquitoes is cheaper than this! !

His Majesty raised his head slightly and glanced at him: "You're back?"

"Yes, but Your Majesty, I found a big thing." With a hint of excitement, Greenhill restored the scenes he saw in the human world in great detail, and at the end, he added, "Green never tells lies. Your Majesty, you know best."

"Well, I see." Wayne still didn't respond much.

"Your Majesty," Greenhill was a little disappointed, but this did not dampen his curiosity, "How did you mobilize so many forces?"

"Because." The Monarch Zhixi said calmly, "I think three months is too long, and ten days is the best time."

"Okay, I'll go back and soak in the necromancer water first." Green Hill directly found an excuse to leave. Just now when His Majesty spoke, it was so scary, so scary. Although the expression didn't change at all, the survival rate is good. Low, Wayne didn't take a second look at Green, but turned his gaze to an open book not far away, on which Roland's desperately explaining handwriting appeared continuously.

But Wayne stepped forward and closed the book forcefully without reading a word.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Roland (desperately swiping the screen): My wife, listen to my explanation, I am innocent & Wayne shut down QQ directly.