The undead monarch has never been in contact with the opponent of the monarchy class, what if there is really a connection, and he kills one of the lords under the other party's command, and people get angry and come to the door?

This is a true monarchical demon!

If he comes to the door, it will definitely not be a small fight!

Nishizawa directly ordered, "Immediately bring news to Hordo and Master, and let them cooperate in the development of a container that can isolate breath, and put this work in the first sequence!"

"Yes!" Realizing the solemnity in the Supreme Lord's tone, Oliver, the fastest man in the Great Tomb, took the order, and galloped out as soon as he lifted his horse's legs.

Taking over the burden of the monarch, the headless horseman only felt that his body was full of strength.

To be able to bring such an urgent order for the Supreme Lord, I Oliver is worth it!

Seeing the Headless Horseman Captain leave, the Undead Monarch breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Next, we have to hope for some help from the bone blacksmith and the alchemy apprentice.

I really can't do it, Nishizawa will definitely come to help himself.

With the strength of the Great Tomb at this stage, it would not be a good feeling to be targeted by a real enemy of the monarchical class.

Nishizawa shook his head, putting that worry aside for the time being.

His gaze was on Barrett's more than seven-meter-long strong body.

The treasures on the Void Dreads were looted, and the Undead Monarch could feel it...... This girl is a poor ghost - there are even very few demons in the ruling class, you say, are you poor?

The only ruling class is the portal archdemon that can't be fought at all, and it doesn't have any purpose except to strengthen the passage.

But his body seems to be somewhat useful.

Isn't Celia able to create flesh stitching monsters?

Using the body of a lord-class demon combined with the power of deep darkness, the combat power of the stitching monster created should be quite good.

Even if it can't reach the strength of the lord class, it is estimated that it can barely get close.

But this corpse was too big and too heavy, and the muscles and bones of the Void Dire Demon were obviously very dense, so they could only be thrown in the Great Arena at this stage.

Of course, the more important reason is actually that Nishizawa thinks this thing stinks so much, and he can't sleep well when he throws it in the dormitory.

Who can sleep on the same couch with a piece of?

"Clean up the arena and temporarily pile up the corpses of the demons and carry them to the fourth floor, which happens to be a cemetery, so it's better to keep the corpses at low temperature. Nishizawa gave a few more orders.

The undead respectfully received orders and proceeded to carry them out in an orderly manner.

After completing these orders, Nishizawa left the Great Fighting Arena indifferently, as if the battle with the lord class demon just now was completely out of his eyes.

The undead watched their monarch depart respectfully.

It wasn't until Nishizawa's back disappeared at the door of the Great Arena that the undead exploded with a word.

Well, except for a few undead who can speak, the so-called words of the other undead are actually just jaws clicking.

But without exception, they all expressed their incomparable reverence for the Supreme Lord.

All the undead could see that the Great Tomb, under the leadership of the Supreme Lord, completely crushed the uninvited guests from hell.

And this uninvited guest is still a lord! a real lord who has no injuries and is at the peak of his strength!

Even the Dark Princess of our Great Tomb has never been beaten!

But the Supreme Lord didn't take anyone else seriously at all!

The clouds are light and the wind is light, not sad or happy.

Even if the mad battle axe was about to get close to the body, there was no panic!

This is the master of our Great Tomb!

Any undead is proud to be a part of the Great Grave!

Laurent thought more.

He found that except for some relatively dead leaders and the undead of the leader class, the undead of this war grave did not suffer any battle damage at all!

Especially the Supreme Lord, who spent holy relics to cultivate, did not die at all.

emmmmmOf course, Oliver blew off a horse's head and shattered one of his own arms.

But that's not a problem, especially since your own arms can grow back quickly if you have enough magic.

This battle made the Bone Archmage even more in awe of Nishizawa.

In his mind, Nishizawa rose almost to the height of a god.

However, Laurent did not delay in this matter for long, and as Oliver returned with the order, the two began to record the merits of all the Great Tomb spirits.

......

Nishizawa calmly walked on the steps of the Great Tomb, and every time he passed a turn, the undead saluted him.

The Undead Monarch also showed the majesty of a superior person, just nodding his head casually.

When he came to the throne and retreated left and right, looking at the empty hall, Nishizawa breathed a sigh of relief.

The taut soul fire only then relaxed.

He didn't know how today's battle would look in the eyes of the other undead, but for Nishizawa, he was so panicked today.

But when I panicked, I had to hold it, and I had to be extremely stable on the surface.

This is too much of a test of Nishizawa's mental will.

Only in the middle of the throne of no one can he slightly let go of the majesty of a large tomb owner, and truly reveal the normal human psychology of the science and engineering college student before the crossing.

Panic and fear, these emotions made Nishizawa feel that he was still a human and not a cold skeleton.

After sorting out his emotions, Nishizawa came to Celia's small dormitory lightly.

The zombies executed it very well, not only put the dark princess on the bed, but also intimately covered her with a quilt.

Although the undead don't catch a cold, Nishizawa stubbornly gave them such an order.

The girl on the gray futon, her long hair was a little scattered, her eyes were closed, but her long eyelashes were trembling continuously, as if she had dreamed of some bad scene.

Looking at the face of the girl next door, Nishizawa gently helped her brush her hair up.

Celia looks like she's only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but she's actually been fighting in the Land of the Dead for hundreds of years.

A newborn undead will never be able to grow into the lord class if he does his best to kill other undead and plunder soul fire in the land of the dead.

But a girl of this age should be studying in school, listening to the chatter of teachers and parents, stealing snacks in class, and passing small notes to the handsome boy she likes.

But Celia endured death and slaughter early, all of which she shouldn't have to bear at her age.

If he could, Nishizawa would like to help her find her kingdom, and whether it is still alive or destroyed, Nishizawa is willing to erase those sad memories for her.

The Undead Monarch had a lot of thoughts going through his mind.

"Hmm, Lord Supreme, why are you here?Is the battle over?Are you okay?Are you injured?" The Dark Princess woke up slowly, and saw the tall figure sitting on the edge of the bed, and the girl said subconsciously.

Celia's barrage of questions made Nishizawa laugh dumbly, and at the same time, he was a little moved in his heart.

What a good boy.

When I woke up, my first reaction was not to see how I was doing, but to care about him.

"The battle is over, I'm not injured," the Undead Monarch smiled, "As for why I'm here, of course I'm here to see you." ”