"What is this?" asked Carolen, looking at the arquebus, to Death Knight Turner.

"Master, I heard from a new zombie that this thing is called an arquebus, and it is a weapon invented by the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Wallaine. The red light in Turner's eyes faded, and he stepped forward and said.

"Weapons? Who did you listen to? Bring him to me!" Carolon tilted his head, the soul fire in his eyes bent into a question mark, and his voice was very stern, so he would not believe that this broken iron pipe was a weapon.

"Yes, my master. Death Knight Turner wiped his forehead from a cold sweat, quickly picked up his sword, stepped on his bone horse, and ran to the city wall to find the little zombie from before.

Master Carolon must be convinced that this is a weapon!

Otherwise, the last creature that deceived the Lich will end up with you.

The last creature to deceive the Lich was a Titan, and now Noren has eleven Titans, compared to twelve.

The Titans who disappeared were the Shadow Titans, known for their cunning.

He deceived Hesulisos, who was only 12,000 years old at the time, claiming that he could reincarnate him as a human, but only if Hesulysus could help him defeat the Light Titans, who were already the Great Lich at the time and had the strength to participate in this war against the Titans.

Hesulissos agreed to him, and kept his promise to help him defeat the Titan of Light, and the Shadow Titan, who had received the Ring of the Titan of Light, had double his strength, so he no longer took Hesulissus seriously and refused to fulfill his promise.

Knowing that he had been deceived, Hesulisos gathered more than forty lichs over 5,000 years old to go to the Shadow Abyss to defeat the Shadow Titans.

The war lasted for more than a thousand years, and with the exception of Hesulysus, each lich was sent back to the crate hundreds of times, and finally the Shadow Titan was consumed alive, and more than forty lichs happily transported the Titan's corpse back to the Necromantic Realm, and since then there has been one more Titan Lich in the Necromantic Realm.

As for the Ring of Light, it was considered dung by the Lichs and returned to the Titan of Light as soon as it was captured.

Turner knew very well what would happen if he angered his master, and he might never have a trace left in this world again, not even a soul or a corpse.

"Where's Crow, let him come to me!" As soon as he reached the North Wall, Turner's soul fluctuations spread to the souls of every undead in the North Wall area.

"Dear Lord Turner, I'm here. Crow, who was carrying the stones, hurriedly threw them down and ran towards Turner.

Because he ran so fast, the whole ghost fell to the ground, and his head rolled to the side.

Crowe hurriedly picked up his head, stuck it around his neck, and knelt in front of Turner.

"What do you command, Lord Death Knight?" Crowe bowed his head, his tone full of respect.

"Come with me, Master Carolon wants to see you. Turner doesn't talk much nonsense and gets straight to the point.

"Lord Carolon, do you want to see me?" the little zombie Crowe was a little flattered, this was the first time he had been taken so seriously, and he was still the kind of big man who was on top of it.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get on your horse, or you'll lose your consciousness when there will be a living person. Turner lifted Crowe's vertebrae like a chick and threw him on his bony horse.

Then he himself turned on his horse, and with a flick of the reins, the bone horse headed for the mansion where Carolon was.

"Master, I brought him here. Turner carried Crow through the door and threw it on the ground.

"Little Crow, I've seen my master!" said Crow, who got up and got down on one knee and saluted respectfully to Carolen.

"The undead don't need those cumbersome rituals, get up. Carolon waved her hand, signaling that Crow needed not be inhibited.

"That's what you said, this broken iron pipe is a weapon?" said Carolen, taking the arquebus on the table where he had been fiddling for a long time, and weighing it in his hand.

"Yes master, it's just... What a delicious fresh flesh and blood!" Crowe, who could still express himself normally, suddenly smelled the breath of Elena's father and daughter, and immediately activated the undead instinct, and the whole ghost became excited, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Necromancy Revival. The staff in Carolen's right hand slammed into the ground, and a stream of gray-black lightning visible to the naked eye burrowed into Crow's head.

Crowe was shocked, and the madness in his eyes cleared up a lot.

"The little one damn it, rammed into the master. ”

Crowe, who had returned to normal, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in his heart that this time it was over.

"It's okay, just tell me how to use this thing. Carolen raised the arquebus in her hand and said.

"Master, I'm here to show you this, first of all, the preparations. Crowe took the arquebus that Carolon handed him.

After reloading the primer, clamping the arquebus, and loading the buckshot, Crow looked up at Carolen.

"Master, ready, where are we going to experiment?"

"Just here, I can't wait to experiment with it. The lich Carolon rubbed his hands together, and although he couldn't see the skeleton's expression, he was excited from the fluctuations in his soul.

"Yes, my lord. ”

Crowe raised his gun, aimed it at the wall, and attached the arquebus from the snake's shaft to the bolt's small spell of ignition, and the arquebus was ignited, quickly burning into the primer pot.

Then Crow pulled the trigger, and with a loud bang, a cloud of white smoke came out of the muzzle of the arquebus, obscuring the view.

Carolon excitedly rushed to the small hole that had been punched by the buckshot.

"Interesting, I didn't think this thing was really a weapon! Carolon rubbed against the torn wall, very interested.

"Come on, come on, bring this thing and I'll try it. Carolon snatched the arquebus from Crow's hand, and followed Crow's previous movements to add primer powder, pounding the gunpowder and buckshot, and the fire rope was automatically ignited as soon as the thought was moved.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out, and the Lich Lord listened to the gunshot, and his whole body trembled with the sound of the gun.

"Hahahaha! It's fun, it's fun! I can't imagine that humans can make such a fun thing. The Lich Lord repeated the steps of pulling the trigger and loading the gunpowder, and the arquebus fired the projectiles over and over again.

Soon, the buckshot on Crowe's body was all played with by Carolen, and the Lich Lord was disappointed.

"Where in the city is there such a thing?" said Carolen, playing with the fiery barrel of her gun, her eyes burning with fire that pressed Crow's soul.

"Back to the master, before the defeat of the decisive battle, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince moved all the arquebuses in the city to the city wall, and every five civilians in a group were loaded for a musketeer, although the final defeat was defeated, but it also effectively contained the enemy's offensive, and the small ones were counted before, although most of the arquebuses were captured and transported away by the Thebans, but there were still a dozen left on the city wall. Crow felt the oppression of the soul from the life level level, and hurriedly said.

"Turner, go up to the wall and look for it, and ask for not only this arquebus, but also lead bullets, and bring them all to me. With a wave of her robe, Carolon drove the Death Knight Turner to the wall.

Crowe, Elena, and the old merchant Andor stood in silence, lest they spoil the lich's spirit.