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There is a territory in the Western Continent that neither the phantoms nor the earthlings have set foot in.

This is the extreme north of the Western Continent, and dark clouds cover it all day long, and no matter the four seasons, it is a dark blue. The faint blue aurora swirled the dark clouds, casting a sparkling light, exposing the ugliness beneath the dark clouds.

Yes, with the exception of the inhabitants of this dark realm, no creature would find the creatures inside to be even the slightest bit artistic.

This is the kingdom of the dead, this is the earth on earth, and the dead land under the sky. The soil is not black loam, not fiery sand, but gray, cement-like gravel, where no plants can take root and no animals can feed.

In fact, the Dark Realm is not even home to the infamous Immortal Bloods, except for ghouls, mechanical creations, skeleton creations, stone statues, corpse creations, and the likes of lichs, undead wizards, dreadknights, and soul walkers. The mosquitoes of the Blood Clan are also going to drink blood.

It stands to reason that there can be no living people here, and every breath of air in the Dark Realm carries a silent death intention, according to the terminology of the earth, it is a gas full of negative energy, and a puff can suck out a heart attack.

There can be no living people, so by extension, there can be no earthlings.

But there are exceptions to everything, and the Lich is a group of spellcasters who are creatures that cannot be guessed by common sense. The Lich is just a bunch of mages who explore death, well, although their part-time jobs are mostly insane. But they are also mages, and they can also do experiments, and they need helpers to do experiments.

They can't let ghouls help, can they? Robots come in handy, but dumb robots don't fit the pomp and circumstance of the Lich, nor do they fit the needs of the Lich.

For thousands of years, the predecessors of the Dark Realm have long solved this problem. The lichs only need a few less complicated terms and a few less difficult rituals to summon a random helper who can be used.

On this day, the Great Lich Anziul watched the assistant who was helping with the experiment blow up again, scratched his bright bald head, and instructed the robot to prepare for the next ceremony.

The robots were quickly ready, and although they were not very helpful in the experiment, it was a simple task for them to perform this summoning ritual dozens of times a year, which could only be repeated.

First, prepare the materials and the ceremony. Seeing that the circle was once again filled with blood, Anziulgong wondered if he was going out to hunt, and had been running out of human blood recently.

Then, recite the mantra.

"Full, full, full, full, full."

"The cycle repeats, followed by five."

"However, when it is full, it is the opportunity to waste."

"The Lich Ainz Urgon hereby declares."

"Thou shalt obey my commands, and my life will be with thy sword."

"At the call of darkness, if you will obey this will and this righteousness, then answer it."

"I swear by this:"

"I wish to fulfill your immortal life."

"I will fulfill your arrogant ambitions."

"I am the one who bears his chains."

"It's based on silver and blood!"

The old lich was so bad that it was so bad to seduce ambitious mortals and seduce them with immortal spells, so that the hard-working slaves who didn't need money could easily get their hands on them.

The blood of the circle churned and gathered, gradually condensing into a human form, revealing his dark hair, yellow skin, and deep pupils......

Yellows? Anzi Ulgong was stunned, this is a novelty, generally this summoning spell will only summon people from the Western Continent, and the probability of summoning a yellow person is as great as being summoned by a paladin in the Holy See.

Finally, the third step.

"[Mist Horizon]!"

"[Breath Death]!"

"[Dead Talker]!"

It is not a simple matter to let a living person in the Dark Realm, and the lich Ainz Urgong urged the three spell models of Zhihai with some pain, and the three spells were fixed on this mortal for a month.

It's not that he can't extend the time, but it's that this mortal can live for a month is already beyond his expectations.

Then, Wang Xu was dumbfounded.

Not long after he was reincarnated, he had hypnotized the innkeeper and the beautiful proprietress and was about to vent his anger against Qian Xiang on the proprietress when he suddenly heard a voice pop up in his heart:

"Do you want great power? Do you want to live forever? Want to ......"

"Are you really alive?"

For the first time since Wang Xu, who had awakened his hypnotic talent, he fell into a state of confusion, and he agreed, "I want to-"

Then his body was annihilated, and a terrifying tear appeared in the dark and bloody hall.

Before he could come back to his senses, the gorgeously dressed bone in front of him flicked three rays of light onto him, and as soon as his body relaxed, Wang Xu felt that he no longer had any fear of this place.

Blood, rituals, circles, bones......

Wang Xu is also a modern person, he has also visited foreign forums, and it can be seen at a glance: he has been summoned by a lich! He was surprised at first, then depressed, and finally rejoicing.

As a decaying and immortal mage, it is naturally impossible for a lich to be affected by his hypnotism; But at the same time, Wang Xu may also learn the most terrifying and feared necromancy here.

Seeing the desire and ambition in the eyes of the mortal in front of him, Anziul couldn't help but smile, he didn't know how many such people he had seen in the past years.

But the bones of those people are used to summon the next victim.

"Are you literate? Have you ever been a mage apprentice? ”

As soon as Anzi Ulgong spoke, Wang Xu was stunned.

He thought that with his level of English level 6, how could he be able to mix in the Western Continent, right?

Doesn't it mean that the Western Continent is dominated by English?

Who will tell me what is the Russian-Serbian accent? Japanese isn't so excessive, hey!

When the lich saw the mortal's bewildered expression, he was also confused. He changed his language several times in a row, and then he had to come to the conclusion that this mortal could not understand any of his own languages.

If you want others to understand your language in an instant, you can either use the high-level spell [Knowledge Transfer] of soul magic, but this will divide your soul's perception of language and throw it directly to others. However, the name of the spell is [Knowledge Transfer], which is naturally not low enough to make others understand the language, but to transfer the knowledge of spell perception, spell rules, experimental principles, etc.

Therefore, whether or not the Lich Anziul was willing to use this spell, even if he was, the mortal body in front of him would never be able to withstand the soul fragment of a demigod lich.

However, in addition to [Knowledge Transfer], the Holy See also has a miracle [Belonging to the Light] that can be used by ordinary priests, this miracle can allow the recipient to instantly learn the universal language of the Holy See (note that it is not the universal language of the Western Continent), and the camp of the recipient will immediately deviate to the order and goodness, and leave the seeds of believing in the Holy Light.

But no matter how you think about it, the lich can't perform a miracle of goodness and orderliness.

Then, at the moment when Wang Xu was dazed, the lich's finger plunged into the mortal's head.

"It's better to insert the language directly into the soul, so as not to be numb...... Well? ”

Scanning the mortal soul, the lich saw some interesting memories that made him abandon his intention to use the mortal as a consumable.

The lich is in a trance, and the almost mechanical mind of the lich has not had mood swings for thousands of years, but there are always some exceptions: "boundary...... Gone? ”

"Can you become a god?"

Almost instantly, the lich forcibly suppressed his agitation with his [mechanical mind]. As long as he wants, he can immediately awaken all the undead in this corpse land, use their faith to try to absorb the power of faith, and try to become a god.

As a demigod lich, he definitely has this ability.

But soon this cunning lich came to his senses, even if he could become a god, but in addition to him, the great lich, there was also a dragon lich, three great lichs, and seven skeletrons in the dark realm. There is no true undead monarch in the Dark Realm, and Anziur believes that it is good that the gods fail, and if they succeed, they will definitely be besieged by the other immortals at the same time.

Moreover, there are only millions of corpse souls, and the power of faith is simply not enough to seal the gods. The lich has read through the ancient secret books, and knows that the belief in corpse souls is stable and insufficient, and the best source of faith is still living beings, and almost all the gods of great divine power in ancient times are based on living believers.

Whether the living are revered or feared by them.

Heading south to attack the promised land of the living? The lich shook his head instantly, whether it was the Holy See or the Seven Great Empires of the Western Continent, it was impossible for him to let a great lich unscrupulously plunder the faith, and seeing that the Lich who had always spread death suddenly wanted the living to believe in him, maybe he would remind the Seven Great Empires and the Holy See.

Those living and strong people want to become gods, but it is much easier than themselves.

What's more, whether this news is correct or not remains to be verified. The lich looked at the mortal in front of him again, his eyes glazed over, as the lich's fingers were still stuck in his head.

Glancing at the mortal's memories once more, the lich made a decision. I saw that his left hand condensed a mysterious magic seal, and the power of death and shadow converged into his hand, and then his pale bone hand pressed!

With a muffled snort, Wang Xu knelt down, he coughed a few times, and found that his head hurt badly, and the game system of the Blood Covenant Enhancement kept shining a dangerous black light from the moment he appeared in this ritual hall.

[You are in an extremely harsh environment, and you will die in thirty seconds]

【You are under the influence of an unknown force】

【You are under the influence of an unknown force】

【You are under the influence of an unknown force】

[Your status is: Normal (temporary)]

[You are under the influence of an unknown force...... Hibiki ......]

[Note, this... System...... Affected by the ...... Amount of punching ......】

As if something had been lost, the warning of the game system was completely gone. Wang Xu's face darkened, and he found that the game system after the enhancement of the blood covenant had actually degenerated!

"I am the Great Lich Anzi Ulgon!"

Before Wang Xu could surprise how he suddenly understood the language of this Russobian accent, he saw a flash of light flash in the lich's empty pupils, and then Wang Xu's heart was shocked, and a pain that erupted from the depths of his soul swept through his body!

The pain came and went quickly, but Wang Xu's sweaty appearance, no one thought that he felt that it was easy.

Wang Xu quietly opened his personal interface.

[Real name: XXX]

[Gender: Male]

[Status: Unknown]

[Lifespan: 1356813214]

[Body: Ordinary Mortal]

[Prestige: Wang Xu (Cancelled)]

The game system can't confirm its status!?

"I have carved a slave contract in the depths of your soul, and from then on, if you have disrespectful and unfaithful thoughts in your heart, you will again suffer the torment of your soul. If you do not repent, the fire of the contract will burn your soul and destroy your form and spirit. The lich said slowly, "This contract is not something I can't solve, but your soul comes with it...... Well, [Game Assist System], that's the name, right? It won't help you get out of my grip either. ”

"From this time on, you will be a slave under my seat."

Wang Xu lowered his head and gasped for breath, no one could see his emotions, but the lich didn't care. After a while, Wang Xu immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to surrender to Your Majesty's divine might!"

"I love the word Your Majesty," the lich smiled with a smile that no one could see, "I have entrusted you with a great mission, and if you fail to complete it, the fire of the contract will burn your soul at all times!" ”

"Please!"

"To the realm of mortals, spread the terror, death, destruction, and conspiracy of Aziurgon," the lich's pupils burst with an astonishing divine light, "Let mortals fear me, worship me, and let the murderous name of the god of murder, Anziurgon, spread throughout the Western Continent!" ”

Anzi Urgon instantly determined the priesthood he longed for, terror, death, conspiracy, and destruction. The faith of mortals will be the cornerstone of his godhood!

"And you, mortal, will become the High Priestess of the murderous Church, and I have given you cruel spells, an army of immortals, and an endless eternal life, can you undertake this mission!?"

"Subordinates can!" Wang Xu changed his name in an instant.

"No matter how powerful that organization is called the Blood Pact, it can't compare to the Holy Spirit of a true God," the lich said with a hint of menace in his voice, "You understand, right?" ”

"The subordinates only have the future of murder in their hearts, and there is no place for a blood covenant!"

"That's good. Thou art from the earth, and thou art different from the western continent, and I will take another one for thee. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name!"

The lich looked up and looked through the ceiling of the palace, no one knowing what he was thinking.

"In your memory, there is a notorious Lich King, whose disciple's name means messenger of destruction in the ancient Titan language, and this name is your real name." The Great Lich looked at the man in front of him and said the name word by word, re-inscribed the mortal's true name.

With this real name and contract, this mortal will never escape the control of the lich!

"In the name of I, the Great Lich of Darkness, the possessor of thousand-year-old knowledge, the enemy of the living, the Pale King, and the name of Ainziulgon, I bestow upon you your true name—"

"Gul'dan!"

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