"To introduce myself, my name is Kavahir, and I am the supreme minister of King Aja, the ruler of the undead. Which part of the undead does the little girl belong to?" Kavahir suddenly said to Jane Jane in undead language.

Jane seemed to be able to understand Kavahir's words, and even more amazingly, she seemed to know Kavahir, "Kavahir, the leader of the necromancers and summoners, the wise man of the undead?"

Jane also replied to Kavahir in the language of the undead, but she couldn't remember when she heard about the undead, but after the name 'Kavahir' entered her ears, the origin of the undead involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"You little undead, since you know the identity of the adult, why don't you take the blame for what you just did?" Seronya looked at Jane with a defiant gaze, her eyes full of resentment and murder.

Jane's deep eyes were hollow and confused, and she tilted her head, "I'm an undead, an undead wandering near a hundred thousand barren mountains?"

"Jenny Jane, you're not an undead, don't believe their nonsense,"

Zhou Chang didn't believe that the people close to him were undead at all, and the above words were said to Jane Jane, but he didn't want to accept them.

Jane Jane came back to her senses, looked at Zhou Chang, and then at Seronya, and suddenly took out an arrow from the quiver behind her, and wound it with her bow and aimed it at Seronya, "Why did you hurt my brother? Believe it or not, I will kill you." ”

Seronya raised her right hand and licked it in her mouth, "Your bow is only effective against non-undead creatures, as for me, a high-level undead, there is no harm at all. ”

Before Seronya could finish her words, Jenny's arrow had already left the string and flew straight towards Seronya.

Instead of dodging, Seronya met the flying arrow. In the blink of an eye, the arrow pierced Seronya's chest.

The arrow strangely disappeared after a hole in Seronya's chest, and the hole in Seronya's chest healed quickly.

Seronya fluttered her wings, "Little girl, do you see clearly? You're an undead, so you can't hurt the undead." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Zhou Chang, "As for your brother, he seems to be a half-human, half-undead monster. ”

Hearing Seronya say that she was a monster, Zhou Chang couldn't help frowning, "If I am a monster, master, you winged wicked woman should be a beast." ”

Seronya raised her eyebrows, and did not reply to Zhou Chang, but looked at Kavahir, without this old guy's order, she would not make a second attack on Zhou Chang.

Kavahir frowned, he thought of something, but he couldn't figure it out, and suddenly, he shook his cane again, and the crow flapped its wings and flew towards Jane.

Seeing the crow flying, Jenny Jane suddenly shouted, "Tessian?"

Hearing the name, the crow in mid-air barked at Jane, then flew back to Kavahir's cane and barked at Kavasil a few times.

"You're saying she's a creature made of Quincy Shilamir's shattered soul and consciousness?" Kavahir whispered again as if he didn't quite believe what the raven had told him.

The crow didn't speak, just nodded, and then his whole body began to stiffen, merging with the crutches.

The old friend's firm nod once again made Kavahir fall into deep thought, since the soul and consciousness of Kunsi Siramir have been broken, will the soul and consciousness of King Aja have also been broken, and a part of the soul and consciousness have entered the body of the young human in front of him, only in this way can we explain why Zhou Chang has the breath of King Aja.

Jane Jane, a creature constructed from Quincy Hillamel's shattered soul and consciousness, possesses Queens Hillamel's abilities and subconscious. Therefore, when he smelled the breath of King Aja on Zhou Chang's body, he regarded him as his own, and their real undead became enemies.

Kavahir believed that only by inferring in this way could he explain what was happening before his eyes. However, King Ajaya had an immortal body unless he himself detached his soul from his body. Otherwise, even a powerful Protoss would not have a way to absorb his soul.

If it were someone else, it would have been a big deal about this kind of thing, but as a wise man of the undead, Kavahir has great wisdom, and since his speculation is not true, it is necessary to find out the reason for this.

"How about we make peace?" said Kavahir, looking at Jane Jane.

His words not only surprised Zhou Chang and the others, but also Menele, Seronya, and the other undead.

He said the language of the undead, but Zhou Chang could understand it, and his face couldn't help showing joy, but he still didn't believe this old man who didn't seem to be friendly, in order to make peace with them, "Are you really willing to let us go?"

Kavahir nodded, and ordered the undead behind him to make way for Zhou Chang and them.

The undead, shrouded in black robes, retreated sideways to the sides of the valley.

Jenny Jane sniffled, looked at the undead hidden under their robes, their hands tucked up in their sleeves, and whispered, "They are Hell Summoners. ”

Zhou Chang didn't understand the meaning of Jane's words, and couldn't help but look at Jane, as if he wanted Jane Jane to explain to him the meaning of his words.

However, Jane Jane didn't look at Zhou Chang's expression, and looked at the undead vigilantly as if she was facing a great enemy.

Seeing that Jane's reaction was so great, Kavahir's dry face twitched, "Little girl, you can rest assured, we want you, and we don't need to play any tricks at all." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at a necromancer beside him.

The gray-haired Necrologist nodded at Kavahir, as if he understood what he meant, only to see the Necrologist touch the cross he was carrying behind him, and suddenly raised a finger and swiped it from side to side.

With this stroke, Herman, who had fainted, suddenly got up from the ground and walked towards Kavahir step by step.

"Herman, don't go over. Zhou Chang shouted at Herman, and when he saw that he seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, he ignored himself, and walked forward stiffly step by step.

Zhou Chang was in a hurry, picked up the fallen iron sword, rushed to Herman's side quickly, and grabbed his shoulder.

Just when Zhou Chang's hand just fell on Herman's shoulder, Herman turned around sharply and hugged Zhou Chang with both hands.

Zhou Chang wanted to break free, but his hands were like a locked chain, and he couldn't break free no matter how much strength Zhou Chang used.

When Zhou Chang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, Menele suddenly rushed over with an arrow and put the snake-like sword on Zhou Chang's neck. Zhou Chang didn't dare to move for a while.

At this time, it was too late for Jane Jane to come to the rescue, and a hint of anxiety appeared on her pale yellow face.

Just then, Carl Hill said to the necromancer beside him, "Let go of that young man. ”

The necromancer nodded, snapped, and clapped his palm.

As soon as the sound fell, Herman's body was heard trembling violently, his hands slowly loosened, and the whole person fell to the ground limply.

At the same time, Menele also withdrew his sword.

Zhou Chang was free, and hurriedly retreated to Jane's side.

"See, I want to kill you with a trick, it's easy. Kavahir said lightly.

Jenny Jane said, "Then why let us go." ”

The corners of Kavahir's mouth twitched, "Because we are the same kind, and the same kind should not kill each other. However, this is not very well done by other races, especially humans. ”

Jenny nodded silently, "I'll repay you." ”

Kavahir shrugged, "Wait until you're strong enough." ”

With that, let the necromancer get rid of Angelina's fixing technique.

Angelina, who had regained her freedom, ran to Herman's side as soon as possible, probed his snort, and saw that his breathing was still smooth, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took his hand, and wanted to help him up.

Seeing this, Zhou Chang also ran over, grabbed Herman's other hand, and helped him up.

Under the gaze of the undead, the group walked to the other side of the valley.

When everyone reached the corner of the valley, Jane suddenly turned around and took a deep look at Kavahill. She noticed that Kavahir was looking at him as well.

Menele looked at the figures of the people in Zhouchang who had gone away, and couldn't help but ask Cavashir, "My lord, why did you let them go?" That kid seems to have heard our conversation just now, in case he tells us about our alliance with the Amsoil people......

Before he could finish his sentence, Kavahir stopped him with a wave of his hand, "When did I say I was going to let them go? I can't kill them yet, I have to find out the secret of that human boy, he may have a key clue about the whereabouts of King Aja." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly said to the group of Hell Summoners, "Portovian, you follow and spy on them." ”

An undead in a robe walked out, nodded at Kavahir, and retreated to the edge of the stone wall, his whole body disappearing as if he had been submerged in the stone wall.

"How could the Hidden One—Portovian hide among the summoners?" Menele looked a little strange.

Kavahir said lightly: "What you should know will naturally let you know, what you shouldn't know, if you must know, then you will pay a heavy price." ”

A seemingly frivolous sentence made Menelle feel a chill all over his body, and he thought to himself: Did this cunning old fellow see something?

Seeing Menele, whose face changed, a strange smile flashed on Kavasil's withered old face, "Your blood and tears seem to flow faster, you should find a living person to replenish the blood in your body." ”

Menele nodded, "Thank you for the reminder." ”

"We must get to the palace of Kunz Marso before dawn," he said. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Fang, followed closely by the six Necromancers.

Menele was about to step forward to follow, when Seronya suddenly stopped and whispered in his ear: "Your master, the Duke of Hell seems to have been found, but ......"

At this, Seronya suddenly shut up.

Menele couldn't help but ask, "But what?"

Seeing Menele's eager expression, Seronya couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her right hand, "However, the specific news is only known to adults. ”

As he spoke, he flapped his wings and flew into the air, disappearing into the moonlight.

Menele pressed the hilt of his sword in his right hand, looked at the sky gradually shrinking, and whispered: "One day, Lord Hell will become the new lord of Hell, and I will become the Duke of Hell's favorite, and when the time comes, I will use my sword to cut you slut into a hundred pieces." ”