"What other undead troops are here?" The organizers understood the crow's threat as a false threat, and looked at it with contempt. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, you still don't believe it?" The bird shouted viciously, "Not long ago, there was a bloody battle here, do you know how many undead troops will be generated?" “

"I was made in this place, and I remember there were many, many corpses out there," Yiyi shook her head, "but so what, if people die in battle, they will become undead, and this planet will be filled with them long ago." Without the conjuring of a necromancer, where would there be netherworld monsters? ”

"The machine people are really stupid, didn't you notice that those corpses are gone?" The crow sneered proudly, "The Ash Realm is a place that cannot be penetrated by divine power, and all living creatures that die here, without the guidance of the clergy, as long as the resentful soul mind is strong enough, will become undead monsters." ”

"Even if you spontaneously become undead, it's not a big deal." The machine man shook his head and said, "A low-level ghost with no mind means nothing in front of me. ”

"What a haughty tone," the crow flapped its wings and fluttered in circles, "the last few times you have been here, I can see that you are afraid of ghosts and are afraid to death, and today I don't know what spells you have learned, and you will be arrogant like this at once, and I will see what your expression is in front of the more powerful necromancy later." ”

"I'm disgusted, not scared," the mechanic replied solemnly, touching his stomach again, "Now the more necromancy you call, the more powerful it is, the better it will be for me." ”

"Hmph," the crow decided not to fight, and flew out of the high-walled courtyard, croaking and croaking.

The machine man stood silently in place, and at this time the sky was gradually getting dark, although it had a pair of night vision eyes, but it could not be seen by the undead who had no breath of life at all.

Judging by the rhythm of walking, there are two-legged movements, some crawling on all fours, and occasionally some heavy blades on the ground, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.

"Quack, Organiser, are you still there?" The crow waited patiently for a long time, and called out happily, "Are you dead, have you been torn apart, and have you become a pile of parts?" ”

"I'm fine here." A steady, precise mechanical voice replied.

"How can those undead not tear you to pieces!"

"You idiot, don't you know that machine people have no life characteristics?" Even if the machine people opened their mouths to sneer, the law of spitting bytes was still so precise and unchanging, "When I stand here, in their eyes, I am no different from a stone or a tile. ”

"Then you don't dare to move?" The crow was happy again, "Standing here consumes you, and when you run out of gas, you will die." ”

"It's okay to walk," a rhythm that was equally fixed, but different from the bones touching the ground, as if it were a metal strike, "the wind blows the leaves, the rain flows, and the necromantic creatures don't care about that either." ”

"Horned demons and hellhounds, they should be high-level dark creatures!" The crow's tone was a little angry, "If the necromantic creature hadn't taken the initiative to attack the organizer, it would have been destroyed a long time ago." ”

"Dark creatures and necromantic creatures are not exactly the same thing, the former are living creatures and the latter are ghosts." "I told you a long time ago, the unconscious low-level necromancers will only take the initiative to attack lifeforms, and unless they are controlled by their masters, they can forcibly set inanimate as targets. ”

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"And this batch of dead horned demons and hellhounds are already all skeletons, don't you know that skeleton necromancy is the lowest level of necromancer?"

"What's so bad about skeletons?" The crow asked, confused.

"There is only a skeleton left, barely able to support the body, there is neither muscle tissue, nor ligament fibers, not to mention organs and nerves," the machine man sighed, "The strength is not good, the speed is not good, it is not comparable to the time when I was alive, it is better to become a phosphorus powder calcium tablet as soon as possible, to add nutrients to the earth, and all kinds of crops are the right way." ”

"Who said they have no power, look at the skeletons of those horned demons, can't they still lift the chain hammer?" The crow cried out unconvinced.

"Do you think they can still swing?" Yiyi's vocal cords rattled and laughed, and then there was a whistling, and the sound of "Kara" and "Kara" bones breaking came and went.

"What's going on?" The black bird asked suspiciously, and the wind around it became louder and louder, making it sway a little.

"I just added the last straw and blew it through their arms with a strong wind."

"It's so unbelievable!" The crow angrily complained, "How can these devils be so bad when they die, just skeletons? ”

"Creatures of darkness have great fighting skills, have a long-lasting tolerance for pain, and have the ability to heal themselves quickly...... But this is not due to how advanced their physiology is, but because their bodies are more likely to absorb the power of darkness," the mechanic replied unhurriedly, "In a sense, the devil is a semi-elemental creature, and it is nothing without the source of darkness, and its body structure is not even as complex as that of ordinary animals, so it is difficult for the body to become a zombie after death, and it is easier to decay into a skeleton. ”

"No wonder the zombies in this world, most of them were humans, and some were orcs, but it is very rare to see the devil transformed, it turns out that this is the reason," the white-beaked crow seemed to be talking to himself, but instantly returned to a vicious tone, "Even if they are all skeletons, at least there are a few bone corpses transformed from the abyssal wurm, can you handle it?" ”

"Smack"! The bird was firmly grasped by a large metal hand that suddenly approached, and under the cover of gusts of wind and night, it failed to detect the approach of the machine man in time, "Why did you forget again, I don't have to deal with them at all, the bone frame has no brains, and will not take the initiative to deal with the machine man." ”

"I don't think you're a machine at all!" The crow struggled and cried out, "You look like a mechanical monotonous artifact, cunning and despicable, you must be a living thing!" ”

"Ah, it doesn't look like you're stupid," the machine man nodded, "I'm a machine man who has attained the Tao and has a soul. ”

"If you have a soul, why can't those necromancers detect your life characteristics?"

"That's because I have two forms, the state of the machine can be maintained with magical energy, and the metabolism can only be achieved when I transform into a human form." Yiyi's tone seemed to reveal a hint of pride, "All inanimate beings who have achieved cultivation have this benefit. ”

"I'm really unlucky to go out and run into you monster!" The crow croaked, "Surrender!" Surrender! I don't fight. ”

"Did you surrender to save your life?" The mechanic shook his head, "But I'm not interested in taking a bird as a pet, let me think about what to do with you...... That's it, I'll take on a human form in a while, roast you and eat you, I haven't eaten meat for a long time. ”

"I eat carrion every day, and my body is poisonous!" The crow struggled to escape the miserable fate of being burned, "It's better for you to let me go." ”

"Oh, have you ever heard that a machine man can be poisoned?" Yiyi slowly clenched her fists, and the bird's neck was squeezed longer and longer, and it was already more out of breath and less in of it.

"Let go of the dove," a lazy voice suddenly came from the depths of the darkness.

This is clearly not the sound made by a living creature, judging from the energy fluctuations in the space, it is just an onomatopoeia produced by some kind of spell, but it also has a lazy tone in the onomatopoeia, and the machine can't do it to himself.

In an instant, there was a skeleton dragon half-lying in the distance, no different from the simple and ugly of ordinary skeleton necromancers, each of its bones was crystal throughout, like a brilliant blue crystal, and there was also a translucent film between the bones, glowing with a faint blue light, which looked like a strange beauty.

"Pigeons! Dove! Is that you? Taking advantage of Yiyi's fingers loosening a little, the crow hurriedly screamed, "Come and save me!" ”

"Shut up, who's the pigeon?" The blue-bone dragon raised its head arrogantly, the blue light in his eyes was like lightning, and in an instant, the machine man and the crow could clearly see the countless skeleton necromancers in the ruins, "You are going to call me Lord Tisserviland!" ”

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