Jill Tigris has been the presiding officer of the War for the Crown for two hundred years, and as a lich he still retains a good memory, which is quite rare for many undead. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He clearly remembered that one hundred and twenty years ago, in the most tragic crown war in history, although the Dvořák family was the winner, but within a year of the end of the war, the Dvořák family lost at least three direct descendants, and the rest of the family also suffered huge losses.

"I hope it's a little more secure this time. ”

Master Tigris let out a long sigh and touched his already shriveled cheek.

But he knew it was almost impossible.

Not to mention those private power struggles, he was also surprised by the heroic spirits who fought in the crown war this time.

Originally, when the little girl of the Amadeus family came to register with her heroic spirit, Tigris thought that the victory or defeat of the war had been determined in advance, but a few days ago, the eldest son of the Ludwig family broke Tigris's speculation.

Even among the heroes who have fought in all the crown wars for more than a thousand years, that Heroic Spirit is still a strong man, and even Tigris thinks that the Ludwigs have used some unfair means to summon such a heroic spirit.

However, it turned out that the "thing" that supported the war for the crown recognized Noah Ludwig and the rest of the heroes, adding a little more uncertainty to the war.

Now that all five summoners have taken to the table and the crown war will begin in three days, Tigris is enjoying the last of his free time in his laboratory.

It was a slightly dimly lit room, and on the wooden shelves next to the test bench were all sorts of oddly shaped bottles and jars, containing a number of unknown solutions, some of which looked ordinary, and many more were rather bizarre.

There was a dark blue solution in a long test tube that was emitting a faint blue light, another round container, a black shadow like a living creature was constantly stirring, trying to break out of the bottle cap, and a bottle of clear elixir, its color was constantly changing, and it looked dazzling, and another jar contained muddy sludge, which, if you looked closely, could see that there seemed to be tens of thousands of tiny faces in the sludge, wailing in pain.

As an ash and a lich who has mastered the art of transforming life and death, Tigris can be regarded as quite in line with his identity, although he is not strong, but he has his own unique opinions when it comes to research.

But just as he was carefully weighing the powdered air-dried bat wings, there was a sharp knock on the door, which made his hands almost shake, and the night's hard work was in vain.

"Who?"

The one who knocked on the door was supposed to be his butler, a living corpse Peter who had awakened his mind.

"My lord, it is the summoner of the Ludwig family who asks for an audience. ”

Through the door, Peter said in a hoarse voice.

"Noah Ludwig, what is he doing?"

Tigris stopped his experiment.

Originally, the participants were only to register with him after successfully summoning the Heroic Spirit, leaving the imprint of participating in the war, and then they hardly needed to pass through his hands again, so most summoners would only visit him once, and the second visit was either a guy who wanted to bribe him to cheat, or an unlucky guy who met something wrong along the way.

"Report to your lord, it's not Noah Ludwig. ”

However, Peter's next sentence directly caused Tigris to fall into doubt.

"What? Isn't he the summoner of the Ludwig family this time?"

For a moment, Tigris thought that it was finally time for Peter, who had been with him for nearly a hundred years, to return to eternal death, so he hurriedly stood up and opened the door.

Peter was humbly greeting his master.

The living corpse was small in stature and seemed to have been a member of the El clan during its lifetime, but most of its body had long since decayed and shrunk, one eye was missing at the time of death, and the remaining one was bulging out like a goldfish.

"Where is he?"

Tigris asked, straightening his robe a little.

"They're in the living room. ”

Peter replied, the subtleties of his words that deepened the doubts in Tigris's mind.

"Them?"

With such doubts in mind, Tigris was led by Peter to the parlor.

Then the first time he saw the visitor, his heart, which had not made any waves for a hundred years, actually throbbed slightly.

The person who came was a young man in a ceremonial robe and a skeleton in armor behind him.

The young man knew that it was Langton Ludwig, the second son of the Ludwig family, and unlike the genius brother and intelligent sister, Langton was a natural wastewood, and was the worst in terms of necromancy and affinity for the elements, and almost everyone felt that he was a disgrace to the Ludwig family.

Why is he here?

"Are you here for Noah?"

Tigris glanced at the swordsman behind Langton, this skeleton looked very powerful, not the kind of ordinary cannon fodder character, but when Tigris wanted to test carefully, he found that he couldn't figure out the details of the other party, which is quite rare.

"Well, no, Lord Tigris. ”

It wasn't the first time Langton had seen Tigris the Lich, he had seen from afar at several large banquets the only presiding officer of the Crown War for two hundred years, but when he looked closely, Langton was still a little surprised by his appearance.

On his shriveled face, two soulfires burned quietly, his yellow teeth exposed, and corpses seemed to crawl in his mouth, and Tigris wrapped himself in a gray robe, surrounded by a smell of decay.

"In fact, I succeeded in summoning the Heroic Spirit and became a participant in the War of the Crown. ”

Langton pondered the words and said slowly.

Then he saw the quiet soul fire of Tigris suddenly and violently burn.

"What do you say!?"

To be honest, Tigris hadn't been so excited for more than a hundred years, and the change in mood even made him a little unsteady on his feet, and Peter next to him quickly helped him to help stabilize his body.

"This is the Heroic Spirit I have called. ”

Swallowing his saliva, Langton pointed at Lawson behind him.

Lawson didn't say a word, in fact, he was using his precise magic control to search the contents of the house, according to Langton, the Master Tigris had a special way of identifying whether the summoned object was actually a Heroic Spirit or something else, which was a challenge for Rosen.

Historically, there have been demons of the Endless Void disguised as heroic spirits who wanted to descend on them, but they were quickly identified and finally disappeared under siege.

Tigris glanced at Rosen, then held out his right hand.

On his finger, which is like a withered branch, he wears an obsidian ring.

As soon as the ring was taken out, it immediately shimmered, and Lawson felt a familiar aura on it, and at the same time secretly snorted a trace of magic to try to figure out the structure of the thing.

But before he could do anything, Tigris put away the ring, and his expressionless face could not see what he was thinking.

"Indeed, you are the one who has actually been chosen to fight in the War for the Crown, and you are the only sixth to take part in a thousand years. ”

Tigris declared, the soul fire that had stabilized glowed.

"Your Heroic Spirit, the rank is Assassin. ”