One of them, is a corpse.

A skeleton, to be exact.

The skeletal magic chanter with white skull and red pupils, wearing a gorgeous black cloak, is huge, and although the finger part is wearing a large number of prop-type rings, which seems to be a little overdecorated, but as a foil to the skull with no flesh and skin, only hollow eye sockets, and the rows of ribs that are exposed, it is still not much.

There are more than 2,000 basic professions in this world, including basic and advanced professions.

The maximum level of each class is only level 15, so if you want to reach the limit of level 100 of the overall level, you need to practice at least seven or more classes.

A class level system similar to that of the DND is used.

Of course, this is limited to humans, a race with no racial hierarchy.

For the aliens, that is, the various non-human races, they themselves have a racial hierarchy.

Like this—

Race Level: Skeleton Mage LV15 + Dead Archmage LV10 + Ruler of the Dead LV5+ Others total 40 levels

Class Level: Necromancer LV10 + Peak Undead LV10 + Others total level 60.

He is a necromantic specialized player and the guild leader of the Nasalik Underground Grave stronghold, the Guild of Anzi Urgon, Momoga, who is known as the Flying Squirrel.

A heavy krypton maintenance player whose real name is Satoru Suzuki.

At this moment, he was sitting in the empty hall, talking to another person.

It was a player with the appearance of a black monster that resembled a slime.

The race is the Ancient Black Goo, the highest-level slime race, and the Momoga race, the Ruler of the Dead, is one of the highest-level xenomorph races that the player can choose.

"It's been a long time, Hei Luo Hei Luo. EVEN THOUGH TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF YGGDRASIL, I HONESTLY DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO SHOW UP ......."

"Indeed, long time no see, Momoga."

"It's been two years."

"Two years? I can't even figure out the time. ”

The conversation between the two is not a situation in the game, the high pressure from the real society has penetrated into the game, and this conversation that has not been seen for a long time has become a dialogue to release pressure.

Games are meant to be used as a way to release stress, and many people are quite shy about talking about the real world in the virtual world.

However, as the president, Momoga did not have any dissatisfaction with the behavior of his friend who he hadn't seen for two years and had been pouring bitter water since he appeared, but listened carefully and patiently.

It wasn't until the bitter water was poured out that Heiluo Heiluo realized that he had behaved inappropriately and apologized to Momoga.

Then there is a genuine, pleasant conversation between friends.

After the two talked for half an hour, Hei Luo Heiluo, who was already extremely tired and forced to enter the game, also said goodbye to him and left the game offline.

"Today is the last day of the game's operation, and I know you're tired, but it's a rare opportunity, why don't you stay together until the end-"

After saying goodbye with a good night, Momoga sent a reservation.

However, by the time he spoke up, Hei Luo Hei Luo had already gone offline.

His voice slowly became smaller.

It's coming to an end.

Momoga looked at the empty room and muttered to himself.

The overflowing sense of loneliness and loneliness can be clearly felt if there are bystanders.

However, he still plans to stay until the mandatory logout at the end of the operation, because there are still about twenty minutes or so, and in that time, it is impossible to say that someone will come back.

With this expectation in mind, he unfolded the interface of his friends and guild all the way, and looked at the interface with his peripheral vision, Momoga slowly stood up and walked to the back of his seat step by step.

In a hollow that resembles a glass case, a strange golden staff floats in it.

"What are you kidding!!"

He listens to Helohelo's complaints and grievances, but who will listen to the loneliness he has been keeping alone for so long?

And at this moment, a voice sounded behind him:

"What's wrong? Momoga, abandoned by a woman after a failure in actual combat? ”

The sudden sound made Mo Moga turn his head in surprise but surprise.

Standing behind him was a goat-headed monster dressed in a handsome and imposing black and red costume that resembled the costumes of European nobility, with a top hat on his head, and the right side of his face was obscured by a metal mask.

And the strange claws and hooves on his feet, which resemble the form of the demon Bafant, in Christian legend, indicate that he is not an orc race such as a sheep-headed man, but a demon.

"Ulbet!"

Seeing the person who appeared, Mo Moga couldn't help but call out the other party's name with some surprise, and then, in response to the other party's question, Mo Moga's voice was a little helpless:

"Do you think I have a chance to fight? No, it's not important, I didn't expect you to come back. ”

"I really wasn't going to come back before, but there were some accidents."

Ulbet, or the Qin people, who got everything from Ulbert and replaced the original player, answered.

There was no answer from the subject, and what exactly was meant in it, Momoga didn't think much about it.

"Ulbert is back" is what makes him the happiest.

The reality of Ulbert, he knows a little, the other party is a member of the anti-ZF organization, and the other party will enter the game again, which is something he could never have imagined.

Unlike the previous retention of Heiluo Heiluo a little later, this time, he immediately said the retention.

"Ulbet, today is the last day of the game's operation, the opportunity is rare, do you want to stay together until the end?"

Momoga's voice could be heard in anticipation.

"Of course, that's why I'm back."

The Qin people, who appeared as Urbet, said.

When suspended, Momoga will travel to another world.

However, there are countless parallel worlds, and the Qin people need to accurately locate where Mo Moga has gone, so he needs to be with the other party.

After speaking, the Qin people walked directly to the door:

"Flying Squirrel, as the president, take the staff of Anzi Ulgong, you who have been sticking to this place all this time should meet the last moment with a posture that matches the president."

"Okay, okay!"

The flying squirrel, who had not yet calmed down from his happy emotions, immediately operated the control interface, took off the golden snake staff based on the Sheter of Hermes, which was formed by seven snakes intertwined with each other, and when the staff swayed and emitted a black light and shadow effect like a human face crying, he quickly caught up with the Qin people and walked side by side with him.

Suppressing emotions that were pouring out like a tidal wave, Mo Mojia and the Qin people talked as they strolled through the underground city.

Wander through the splendid underground world full of solemn atmosphere.

And at this time, a beautiful maid with dense blond hair and shawl and deep facial features appeared in front of the two.

Beside her, there were five other NPCs who were also dressed as maids, and an old man in butler costumes.

In front of the two, the NPCs bowed stylized.

The AI program of the NPC in the Great Tomb of Nasalik was designed by Heiluo Heiluo and others, and when he saw her, Mo Moga couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's a pity that Urbert you came a little late, and Hei Luo Heiluo just left."

"By the way, it's the Battle Maid Pleiades, and the name is ..... Yuri Alpha, Lups, Regina Beta, Nabelal Gamma, Hizzy Delta, Soluchan?? Epsilon, Edoma Basilisa Zeta..... It's all Greek letters......."

Momoga opened the list and pronounced the name on it:

"And, the last one is—"

"Sebastian Thien."

Qin Ren took over with interest:

"NPCs made of Taqimi."