宽阔的如同电影院一样的宴会厅，温暖柔和的光芒充斥着整个大厅，来来回回忙碌的幽灵女仆和骷髅管家不停的将一道道的精致菜肴摆放在大大小小的餐桌上。

There are also all kinds of handsome guys, beauties, old men and children wearing Chinese and Western style dresses, constantly sorting out their clothes, and some people also pull the maids or attendants around them to ask if there is any rudeness in their clothes.

Judging from the blue skin of these handsome and beautiful people, and the blue glow in their pupils, it can be seen that these people are not among the living.

"Wow." Wang Rui, who has been to several parties, was also shocked by the scene in front of him, compared to the burning of buns that he had seen on the earth with pure money and no place to spend, he was crushed by the other world in terms of atmosphere and temperament.

That kind of old aristocratic style can't be exchanged for money, at least no one on the earth can find a bunch of ghosts and skeletons as squires.

Wang Rui's surprise made everyone in the entire banquet hall pause their movements, and after everyone saw someone who disturbed you after being stunned at first, the pupils that emitted a blue glow instantly exuded a passionate and even fanatical feeling.

Wang Rui and Chloe were so frightened that they took a step back before they could enter the field, and no one could stand being stared at with fanatical eyes by a bunch of undead creatures.

"The guests have arrived!" The magic mirror butler dutifully did his job, and the deliberately elongated introduction had just ended, and the undead who were still struggling with whether their bow tie was correct enough and whether the customized dress was decent poured into Wang Rui and Chloe's side to express their inner excitement.

"Honorable Heroic Spirit, I can see the legendary Heroic Soul with my own eyes, and I have no regrets in my life." A death knight who was always entangled in his clothes might be a little smaller just now relied on his five big and three thick body to defeat all kinds of challengers, and the first one walked to Wang Rui's side and tried to make his words fluent.

"You are? Huaxiong? Wang Rui vaguely remembered that this burly death knight seemed to be the only one who was picked out by Kai Wushuang after reading his self-introduction completely, and habitually stretched out his hand to make a handshake and said, "Fortunately, I will be lucky." ”

Hua Xiong watched Wang Rui's movements for a long time before he reacted to the handshake salute, hesitated for a moment before stretching out a big hand that was a whole circle and shook it vigorously.

It hurts so much, knowing that Wang Rui, who can't be too ashamed at this time, is sweating and forcibly resists the sharp pain from his hand bones.

It's a pity that after being set a precedent by this death knight named Hua Xiong, in the previous battle of Wang Rui's unequaled kings, whether they had or not, the death knights who were beaten by Wang Rui as a baseball home run, the death lords all stepped forward to salute Wang Rui.

After shaking a circle of hands, Wang Rui felt that he might need to join the Broken Hand Clan and Kargas Blade Fist to discuss five insurances and one gold or something.

I didn't expect Wang Rui to be so popular, and Chloe, who had not had much contact with the undead civilization in his decades of scholarly career, looked at Wang Rui who was about to be praised by a bunch of sycophants.

"Are these guys really undead?" Chloe couldn't connect these people to the fearless undead warriors who would never back down.

"You have no doubt about it, those who follow the heroes." The lower lich, who was the chief of staff and general political commissar of the military lich, floated to Chloe's side with a clear drink in his boneless hand and said in the lich's exclusive soul voice, "It's just that they are too excited. ”

Seeing that the first person to talk to him turned out to be a lich, Chloe quickly bowed and assumed the ceremonial poses common to all races.

Even if she realized that the lich in front of her was not the master of this mental world, and it was very likely that he was just a servant of the military lich, Chloe did not dare to slack off, because she knew that becoming a lich was at least a legendary-level powerhouse.

"No need to be polite." The lower lich instructed the skeleton squire beside him to bring Chloe a glass of wine and said, "You deserve this cup as a follower of the hero, and the commander of the plant army before was your Excellency." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Chloe, who still finished drinking the wine in the glass, said: "It is in the next place, a little trick is not enough. ”

"Tiny?" The lich, who also drank the drink from the cup in one gulp, to be precise, poured the liquid from the cup into his soul, said in a soul voice mixed with a smile: "As a legion commander, Your Excellency's skill in arranging troops is unique, and if you have the opportunity in time, you will also go down in history and become a legendary general." ”

I don't know why a legendary lich would boast about himself like this, and he complained in his heart that he was just a druid apprentice, and said with a dry smile on his empty wine glass: "Wherever and where, the defeated army will not speak bravely." ”

Even with all his might, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming army of the undead, and Chloe didn't know where he could be called unique.

"Hehe, when the number reaches a certain level, it will also cause a qualitative change, if you and I command the same number of legions, the final victory or defeat is also unknown, Your Excellency, your command can be seen for all to see." The lich paused, and then said:

"How about joining my lord's legion, so that your talent's talent will not be wasted."

"Well, I know your kindness, but ......" Chloe, who wanted to use it as a reason to shirk, felt that his weight was not enough, so he pulled Wang Rui out and said: "This kind of thing must first be approved by my master." ”

It's better to become an undead, even if she can't live for thousands of years like those legendary powerhouses, Chloe, who is a mixed High Elf bloodline, has only traveled less than a third of her life, and she doesn't want to be with those banshees so early.

"Well, forgive me for being abrupt, but the door of the Legion is always open to you." The low-level lich knew that this kind of digging could not be rushed, and said in an apologetic tone.

As for the idea of letting Wang Rui join the legion, not to mention that this is just the legion's chief of staff and part-time chief political commissar, the subordinate lich dare not think about it, even his lord, that military lich does not have the courage to let a heroic spirit become his subordinate.

"Hey, can you whisper about the public digging of the foot of the wall, I heard you so loudly." Escaping from a bunch of enthusiastic generals, Wang Rui protected Chloe behind his body and faced the lich in front of him and said, "And obviously we were fighting to the death just now, why did the script break off like this." ”

I originally thought that this subordinate lich was the military lich who made it impossible for him to carry out the journey, but after eavesdropping, he learned that this was just a subordinate of the military lich, Wang Rui said that you have any cards to show quickly.

Just as the low-level lich was about to express his admiration for the Heroic Spirit, the voice of the Magic Mirror Butler sounded at the right time: "Your Excellency has arrived. ”

From the other end of the ballroom, a little boy dressed in a dark black gown and holding a large sapphire scepter made his way into the hall under the service of several ghost acolytes.

At the same time as the little boy appeared, the death knights who had just expressed their excitement by torturing Wang Rui's palm knelt on one knee, and the few lichs who were floating and couldn't kneel on the ground also bowed deeply.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he could guess who this little boy was with his toes, but he couldn't connect the other party with the lich he had been in close contact with in his memory, Wang Rui blurted out a sentence that made the already quiet hall even quieter to the point that it was audible when a pin dropped:

"Who is this bear child?"