The red robe is embroidered with precious magic patterns, and the vine-wrapped staff is inlaid with red dragon crystals that beat like a heart, and the archmage "Chrissy", although not famous, seems to have worn the label of extraordinary strength (or wealth) on his body.

And after showing his outstanding fire magic strength in several joint missions, he was regarded as a representative of neutral adventurers and became one of the high-level leaders of this united front.

And the flame-like hair color, the temperament of a mature woman with a charming atmosphere, and a beautiful face even gave her the title of "Flame Witch", and even had several loyal followers.

Today, however, she was in a bad mood, especially when she heard something.

"Did you hear that? This time, it seems that someone from the natural disaster list has appeared. ”

When the news came out, she thought she was exposed, and when the news of the search for spies came, it scared her out of a cold sweat.

Yes, she is not only a member of the scourge list, but also a spy of the undead.

She's ......

"Moriel?"

Yes, she is Moriel, the former dragon queen Moriel, the current undead spy.

Most of the dragons on the existing continent are scattered in different territories, just like Xiaohong, who was underground at that time, had his own dragon nest and territory, and had his own subordinates (manticores and other monsters), it can be said that every adult dragon with his own territory is a lord, all they have to do is to enjoy the worship and hunting of their subordinates, and then lie down on the treasure and sleep.

And the overall sleeping dragon clan can become stronger, and step by step to the top of the world with age, which is also the envy of other mortal races. And the giants look down on them. Mock them for being a group of large lizards that only hibernate.

Moliel without Dragon City. It became an ancient red dragon that had lost its territory, and the only reliance was herself, and she hadn't figured out the situation when she first came to the ground, and she didn't even dare to grab the territory of other dragons, for fear that her reputation would spread to the surface dragon city, and then be hunted down by someone.

Having lost the underground dragon city and having no subordinates and dependents, the ambitious Moriel decided to settle down first. Building one's own dragon's nest and territory, while hiring powerful men requires treasure (weak monsters don't), building a dragon's nest also requires money, and how can the most important ancient dragon not have a treasury commensurate with his status, that is ridiculed by the clan.

“…… The dragons will not be short of money, and the treasury of other kingdoms is our treasury. ”

So, she spread on the earth, raiding towns to accumulate treasure, forming her own forces, and building her own dragon's nest.

And then in order to make money. She even went so far as to get into the business of war mercenaries, quickly gaining notoriety at the same time. As a result, it was on the list of natural disasters - the ninety-ninth Crimson Doomsday.

An ancient dragon who was hired as a war mercenary and staged black from time to time? This is obviously a shame for the dragon clan to embarrass the dragons, and it seems that there is still some self-awareness, in order to escape the possible "pursuit" of the dragon clan on the ground, she is even more home, no fixed place to live, or should it be said that the crime is circulated, but the result is that the king of Baier is in a state of chaos, but the king is on the highest alert at this time, and after avoiding the pursuit of the dragon knights, he encountered the undead emperors blocking the door.

So, she found herself forced into a corner, worried that she would become a bone dragon from now on, and when she had no way to ask for help, she remembered her daughter and sent a distress signal, but she was still blocked by Esso.

Then she found out that the opponents were the undead emperors, and she surrendered without any restraints, just like her previous extremely neat surrender to the demon count, as long as she didn't let it become a bone dragon, it was easy to talk about.

In a sense, Moriel, who has no sense of honor and no limits, is indeed a shame for the dragons.

"As long as you serve us, all the goods that are useless except to shine are yours."

For the undead emperors, the wealth accumulated over the years is probably some glowing stones, they can't buy things even if they have money, and it is very cost-effective to buy a demigod combat power, so the generosity of the undead makes Moriel completely surrender to them without hesitation and become the number one leader of the undead army.

At this time, it was originally time for him to open the door and lead the way, but he had just walked to the city gate, but he was called out by a person whose real name he was.

"Moriel? Moliel, the queen of dragons? ”

"Ain Messius?"

The black-haired female ranger looked down at the red-haired female mage in front of her, and she was almost suspicious of her eyes, she was supposed to guard the city gate as Roland's hidden hole card, but she didn't expect to meet the target of her trip here.

"Looking at the city gate, I think there must be spies in the city, and when it comes to the critical time, whoever approaches the city gate without an order will directly arrest me for trial."

Roland's words were still in her ears, and the next moment, she, who knew Moriel's habits well, instantly made up for what happened to the other party, and then her face turned into shame and anger...... There is such a mother, she really feels very ashamed, she worked hard to save people but met the other party as a spy, and her anger was irrepressible.

"Mo. Beautiful. You! ”

The huge tree man beside him was casually lifted by him, and then thrown violently, from a surprise mother-daughter meeting, suddenly turned into cannibalism, and Moriel once again encountered her biggest life crisis-

"When you count others, they must be counting you."

When Roland was messing around in the army of the undead, there were also people watching the situation, well, when the information was uploaded, someone guessed something.

"The one who can hide from the Undead Lord and let the undead disappear silently in his own military camp is probably a higher-level Undead Emperor."

So, someone came, and she hid in the shadows, watching what had happened, and she didn't have much interest in Oak Town, not even the Republic itself, but only in the younger generation who could force Esso to die.

Completely different from what the world has speculated, the attitude of the Undead Emperors towards return is not the same.

The Republic of Tali has been scattered for countless years, and it is normal for successive consuls to have their own ideas, some have already taken root, some think that the past should be let pass, some do not even have the memory of their homeland, and some are worried about what will be the Republic once it is reorganized.

These ancient beings who don't want to return are at most embarrassed and give some support, but direct participation is exempt, and there are still some neutrals, but it doesn't matter if they go back or not/It's okay to go back and see, so the only ones who participated in this return were probably the returning faction and the neutral undead bosses.

There are a total of thirteen undead emperors, but they are also vaguely divided into two factions, and if Esso is the backbone of the Returnees, then Zero is the backbone of the neutral faction.

For the most part, she wasn't much of an initiative, and her extremely low temperature plane of death was already a perfect fit for her to live in, and she was involved in the Great Migration, more because of her personal relationship with Esso.

Now, for the sake of her old friend, or old lover, she simply found the murderer herself.

"Perhaps, as you may have heard, my real name has been forgotten, and they all call me Zero."

The lone wanderer in front of him had no intention of concealing his true appearance, the silver brilliance slowly overflowed in the transparent body, the aristocratic dress that was so ancient that it was no longer possible to test the gentleman's hat that also originated from that era, and bowed slightly was the ancient etiquette, an ancient ghost that gave people a strong sense of time and space confusion.

"Zero?"

Of course I'd heard of that name, the Undead Emperor of the Cold Plane, my kind, but I didn't expect that she would be a female ghost.

It's not that I have any opinions about women....... well, it is the ghosts who are biased, and among the many undead creatures, the ghosts have a high starting point, but they have the lowest growth.

Unlike banshees whose souls have been materialized, ghosts and ghosts are often fragments of their souls, and those who are not bound by the body have also obtained super talents such as physical attack immunity and negative energy, but on the other hand, it is difficult to combine the body to improve themselves, and because there is no physical protection for the soul, there are also a series of weaknesses such as fear of light and positive energy.

But absolutely no one dares to underestimate Zero because of this, after all, the level of the Undead Emperor has already said a lot, even if she is absolutely impossible to be in a complete state now.

The slender phoenix eyes smiled, as if looking at the junior he admired, the ghost from the cold hell clapping his hands gently.

“…… Although there is a lot to say, for the sake of Esso's face, I would like you to ...... Die! ”

In an instant, the whole world was replaced, it was a near-real mental image world, in front of me was a vast white, the cold wind with snowflakes kept blowing, everything had frozen, and the strong sense of otherworldly thought made people ...... Refreshing? Yes, I feel very comfortable! This land of ice and snow is also my home turf, and I can feel that the rules of this world are so familiar, just like the big snowy mountains where the ice nightmares live.

The eyes without malice looked at me, but it was a clear desire to expect me to die, the Emperor of the Dead didn't intend to say anything at all, let me die, it was her expectation.

"Smack."

The white ghost king clapped his hands again, the cold wind blew, the temperature suddenly dropped again, and the human race instantly turned into ice sculptures, and the world of Zero's heart seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely deadly, and a simple ultra-low temperature was enough to strangle a life.

"That's it?"

There was a slight disappointment on the ghost's face, but the message sent by Esso's deathbed was very optimistic about this young man, and if he fell down so easily, it seemed that Esso's vision was too bad.

"Although I also want to play dead like this, the opportunity to meet the Undead Emperor is too rare, and it is even rarer to meet a senior who also practices ice magic, and it would be a waste to miss this opportunity to communicate. Come and don't be rude, senior, appreciate my ice. (To be continued......)