Nimbast has not caused much damage on the continent, but its power has posed a serious threat to the coastal states of the Baedino region, so much so that it has affected trade at the edge of the Endless Sea, and some countries have even offered high prizes to expel it......" Daphne sighed slightly, and said, "The Monks will probably start a war of expulsion in the winter, and more and more members of the Monks are already rushing there. [Full text reading.]

In fact, if the black dragon wanders in the wild areas or on the edge of the continent, then it is nothing more than adding a little material to the stories and strange theories of the common people, and its stay on this island extremely close to the human world has caused panic and scruples among many monarchies.

Luo Lan let out an "oh", he touched his chin, and said, "Winter?"

Devany explained: "The black dragon's physical strength decreases in winter, and it is likely to enter a long sleep period, and some underground creatures rarely come out to move in winter, so although it is not easy to move in this season, it can achieve a relatively large advantage. ”

Luo Lan nodded thoughtfully, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the people who rushed there are not just the Monks' Association, right?" Strictly speaking, the Monks' Association is not an organization, but a symbol of glory and fame, and the monks who join the Association are either the great nobles of one side, or the members of the Mage Tower or the Knight Alliance, and the interest groups involved behind them are like vines sticking into the ground, entangled and entangled.

It is conceivable that such a big thing as expelling the black dragon will definitely attract more powerhouses and organizations from the hinterland of the continent during the daytime, and it is even likely to attract the attention of the Holy See.

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Daphne's mouth, and she shook her head, but didn't speak.

Then. Sam hurried over and whispered a few words in Luo Lan's ear, who nodded slightly and said quietly: "Sam, arrange a place for the two of you." He stood up and smiled, "Rest well, you two, I have something to take care of." ”

Daphne also stood up and smiled softly.

Flor Sanders was half-reclining in his seat, he scratched his head and squinted at Luo Lan. He said: "Dangerous guy, I feel that you have something very important to deal with, do you want me to go with you?" ”

Luo Lan smiled faintly and said, "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I think this is my private matter, so I won't bother." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and walked out of the living room, because he was really afraid that the other party would immediately follow up with something like "no trouble", which would be really troublesome.

He walked up the stairs and carefully down the hallway back to the bedroom. Seeing that Hyjess was still standing there faithfully, he stepped up and whispered. "What's wrong?"

Xijiesi said solemnly: "My lord, I heard someone moving inside, so I ......"

Could it be that the potion is working? Luo Lan was so excited that he immediately pushed the door in without waiting for Xi Jiesi to finish speaking, and then closed the door with his hand.

Simpuk and the two swordsmen were standing in place with their backs to him, staring at their hands as if they were knowing themselves for the first time. Hearing the sound of the doorway, they slowly turned around.

Luo Lan's pupils shrank slightly, Sempuke's body seemed to be much thinner than just now, and the muscles of the exposed hand were dry and gray, as if the blood in it had evaporated. The eye sockets and cheeks on his face were all sunken deeply, and only two green fires that were emitting a faint light danced in their sockets.

When they turned around, they saw Luo Lan actually showing a frightened look, trembling all over, and seemed to have an irrepressible fear.

Luo Lan took a deep breath. beckoned, and said coldly, "Come over." ”

There seemed to be a force in Sempuk's mind telling him not to disobey this man's orders, and he took a few stiff steps. Slowly moved to Luo Lan's side. And the two swordsmen behind him also walked up involuntarily.

Luo Lan slipped a dagger out of his sleeve, and he suddenly stabbed Sempk's chest hard, and made a sound like stabbing dead wood with a "snort".

Sempke looked at the dagger in his chest in a daze, but he didn't feel any pain or pain, and his eyes couldn't help but show confusion and confusion.

"You're dead. Luo Lan smiled deeply and said, "In other words, your life is continuing in another form." ”

"What? I'm dead?" Simpuk opened his mouth, but found that his voice had also become low and hoarse, like two rough stones rubbing against each other, his lips moved, and he said in confusion, "Then what am I?"

"The undead, or the undead. Luo Lan walked past him, and he kicked a swordsman who was stunned to the ground with a "bang".

With a wave of his hand, a light blessing technique composed of countless points of light was immediately sprinkled on it.

The swordsman's body seemed to be splashed with boiling water, and suddenly there was a scorching smell, and a white mist in the shape of smoke rose up, and the skin of the swordsman's head, which was already like a dry corpse, was immediately charred and fleshy, and the white skull inside was turned out.

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Luo Lan raised his foot and stepped on it, and with a "pounce", his head was trampled into slag like a rotten persimmon.

The terrible scream that had just sounded suddenly came to an abrupt end.

And in this pile of rubbish, there was a flickering piece of lens similar to a magic crystal, Luo Lan leaned down to pick it up, handed it to Sempke, and said: "Attacking the rest of your body can no longer cause you harm, all your abilities come from it, so you must protect your head well." ”

The thing that resembled a magic crystal, in the words of Shopandieu, was the crystal of the undead condensed by the potion.

All walking undead and skeletons on the continent of Apollo have no self-will, and when the dark spell that summons them ends, they will naturally return to sleep in the dirt.

However, this invention of Shopandieu can make the undead a new race - the undead.

From then on, they are able to think for themselves, act on their own, and even learn on their own.

The recipe can forcibly transform a flesh-and-blood person into an undead, which is similar to transforming oneself into a lich through rituals, except that the prerequisite for becoming a lich is that you have strong psychic or elemental powers.

Another clever aspect of the recipe is that the person who prepares the ingredients can also incorporate their own blood beforehand, and once the undead are reincarnated, they will automatically make a soul contract.

The undead cannot disobey the Creator's commands, and if the Creator dies, the undead creatures will also perish.

It's just that the expensive materials used to repair Pandieu's recipe are too much, and the success rate is extremely low.

For example, it needs dragon tooth powder, the blood of some abyssal demonic beasts, etc., these things are difficult to find.

Therefore, the previous idea of Xiu Pandieu was not this formula, but the conditions of that method were more demanding, and the things required were even more difficult.

Luo Lan was full of ambition to think that if he had more materials, he would be able to turn more people into undead subordinates, and at that time, he would have a power that was completely loyal to him, so that he could compete with the Monks' Guild, the Thieves' Guild, and even the Holy See.

Simpuk's eyes were glazed, and he muttered to himself, "Am I an undead?" He didn't seem to be able to accept the change in his identity, and slowly turned his head and said, "Is it good to be an undead?"

Luo Lan's voice was very low, as if it was coming from a long distance, and there was a hint of temptation: "Of course it's good to be an undead, except for the small defect of being afraid of the sun." You don't have hunger, you don't get tired, you have eternal life, which means you have a longer time to learn and grow than the elves. ”

"But why aren't you an undead?" Sempke looked at Luo Lan.

What a difficult question to answer. Luo Lan's eyes flickered, coughed, and said, "That was after I died, and I am not dead yet." He was afraid that the other party would ask something like "Then why don't you die", so he immediately changed the topic and said: "You have no choice now, if you are exposed to the eyes of the Holy See, or exposed to the world...... Luo Lan snorted: "You can imagine that ending." ”

"We didn't have a choice. Sempke repeated mechanically.

Luo Lan suddenly felt that something was wrong, he frowned, and said, "Do you remember who you are?"

Simpuk looked around in confusion and wondered, "I seem to remember who I am, but I don't seem to remember, who am I?" he suddenly picked up his head with both hands, as if he was extremely distressed.

Luo Lan's brows tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "Will you be vindictive?"

"Douqi, what is that?" Simpuk asked, looking up, curious.

Luo Lan's bad premonition was even stronger, he stretched out his hand, pulled out the sword from Sempuk's waist, handed it to the latter's hand, and said, "Take it, let me see your fighting spirit." ”

"Fighting ......" Sempuke took the long sword, he thought about it, and suddenly threw the sword far away on the opposite wall, the sword body bounced there, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", he turned his head, his lips moved, pointed there and said, "Is this it?"