Jon Svensson looked at the retreating Chaos, and when he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but wonder at the lich not far away.

The military says that the legendary lich is an ally they can trust, and that they have hired him at the cost of the Chaos Soul, and that he will help the Northern Kingdom fight all Chaos.

Truth be told, on the first day he heard the news, Jon's brother Link almost killed the Courier as if he had tainted his memory, thanks to Jon who consulted the Staff with the Courier, otherwise the most innocent victim of the battle would have appeared.

Of course, his younger brother Link will definitely be notified for this, demoted, fined, and all the crimes that are enough to be tried once.

And he, who is an elder brother, is afraid that he can only be incompetent and furious when the time comes.

So, when he appeared, Jon was still frightened by the troops he was leading - thousands of spear skeletons, unlike the stories he had heard of that had nothing cannon fodder, their sternum had been completely plated, their arms had become very thick, their legs were even more so, and the blue soul fire in the eye sockets of their heads had escaped with their movements.

At the very least, they are dangerous-class skeleton spearmen, completely different from their counterparts in the previous Tides of Death, those are nothing more than trouble-class existences, and there is no comparison at all.

As soon as they appeared, they pushed out the Plaguebringers who had already made a breakthrough on the left side of the line - the plague that the Plaguebringers were proud of was of no use to the undead, and the spears in their hands shone with the brilliance of a sacred weapon, and the pure white blades ignited them as soon as they stabbed into their chests and abdomen.

Jon didn't know which Great Power blessed these weapons with holy weapons, but he wanted to know why these undead were able to hold holy weapons because of their blue soul fire rather than knowing the name of the power.

But given their owner, and so did Lord Ayers, Jon didn't know if it was identification or something else.

It's outrageous anyway, because in addition to the spear, Jon also saw the rear-loading cannon...... That's right, the rear-loading gun he and his brother had seen on the workshop sales watch at Fort Carter in the South.

They were able to see this because of their military status in the Northern Kingdom, but the rear loading cannons cost 360,000 Sidney coins for each group, which was said to be a discount only for the high-ranking commanders of their armies.

The legendary lich pulled out three groups in one go, and the mist with divine attributes spread by the cannonballs they fired had no negative effect on the soldiers in front of the line, and Jon even saw some of the soldiers who had been infected with the plague actually get back up in the fog - not as if they were dead, but as healthy living people!

And those plaguebringers and Nurgle spirits who rushed up after entering the range of the fog began to stagger, and finally this large number of plague bringers and Nurgle spirits fell into the fog forever, and they began to spontaneously combust, with sacred flames, lighting up the entire front of the defense line.

Chaos Night Wars are proficient, but they have never been as active as they are today, in Jon's eyes, in the face of so many losses.

Alright, young man, you should be an officer in the Northern Kingdom, and I will take away the Chaos Souls in accordance with the contract I signed with your king.

The lich walked over, and a whisper from his soul made Jon look up, "Please, your Excellency, this is what you deserve." ”

It is said that this is a legendary lich from the world of the dead, a visitor from an outland, he has a close relationship with Lord Marin, considering the identity of Lord Marin, Jon is really very curious: "Your Excellency, can I ask you some small questions. ”

Young human, what's the matter?

The lich photographed a circle, and as the circle automatically collected souls, he answered Jon's questions as he picked out the souls that were supposed to belong to humans.

"I've heard that you and Lord Marlin know each other, really?"

Yes, when I first met Marin, he was a kid, almost up to my waist, but ...... I don't know how to explain it, but in short, you can see through everything at a glance, and I feel that the emperor standing in front of me is an emperor who controls my destiny, not an unarmed child.

To Jon's surprise, this lich didn't only know how to kill like the lichs he thought and had seen, his sanity was still there, and he could even judge that there was a difference between the lich, the local lichs and this ...... There is simply no comparison.

"And then you and Lord Marlin became friends?"

Yes, so to speak, although it is usually me who gets the benefits, Lord Marin has even asked me to absorb the soul of chaos in a way that he has asked me to do, he doesn't know that I am even grateful for his invitation, after all, it is the soul of the white pick, you know, the word white pick, before that did not exist in my life.

The lich seemed to laugh out loud at the mention of the white pick-up, and his soul whispered with joy.

Jon also knew that the lich of the undead had a never-ending thirst for souls, just like his peers, and that their opponents were not only the enemies they had invaded, but also their teammates, and that the lich had been fighting with their companions for longer than they had been fighting with the invading natives.

"Thank you for saying so much." Jon said with a smile.

It seems that Lord Marin is indeed a good talker, and he can even be friends with this lich, as long as this friend can fight Chaos, Lord Marin does not seem to mind whether his friend is a human or a ghost.

You're welcome, I've said so much, I also hope that you can learn more about Lord Marin from me, he is a good friend, but also a very terrible opponent, but also an extremely cruel enemy, I hope that you two young and promising human beings, and Lord Marin can become friends, in this way, you have one more way, Lord Marin has one more way, and I can also have one more road with you.

Jon blinked, and the lich-like young man finally smiled, and he nodded, "You're right, just like the Thayants say, one more friend and one more way." ”

The Lord Ayres also nodded.

Yes, one more friend, one more way, by the way, your brother is back, he just got a little wounded, I let one of the shells fall near him, it looks like he's okay now.

Lord Ayers' words made Jon run to his brother quickly, and when he came to him, he found that his brother's left arm was broken, but fortunately, the broken arm was still there, and the wound was also bandaged.

But at least it's better than becoming disabled.

"I was careless, I was slashed by a champion-level plague bringer hiding in the plague bringer, I thought I was finished, but the holy water component in those mist removed the plague virus in my body, and there are many people who have been saved with me, I want to thank the lich lord." Throwing his arm to his brother, Link walked over to the lich, who seemed to notice his arrival.

Young man, Jon is your older brother, isn't it?

"Yes, I'm his brother Link, thank you for the atomized holy water cannonball."

These cannonballs belong to Lord Marin, and he said that as long as I hit these cannonballs on the defense line against Chaos, I can help everyone, so it's free, if you want to thank it, go and thank it, you know, these gold coins are my reward, and it's more than 1,600 pieces.

"But thank you anyway, if you don't show up today, I'm probably going to die with my soldiers, self-determined."

Actually, the No. 2 holy water can relieve you from the damage caused by the plague before, don't you?

"No, Your Excellency, there is too little Holy Water No. 2, not even our superiors, only some in the hands of those healers of the Church of Love, which is not enough at all." Link sighed.

This sigh filled Jon's heart, the soldiers of the two brothers were the elite of their training, and any sacrifice would make them miserable, and they had lost at least two companies in the battle this night - thanks to this Lich Lord, without him, the loss would have multiplied several times, and even his brother would have died here.

Why don't you ask His Excellency Marin, he should be able to transfer some from the south, of course, I think it is best to contact him with your military, after all, the No. 2 holy water is not easy to make, and if you get it at cost price, you can save a lot of your soldiers and even yourself.

Well?

Jon stared at his brother as he turned his head and looked at his brother with an idiotic look.

Look at it, you stinky brother, you are also an idiot of the Svensson family!

………………

Marin was invited by military representatives from the northern workshop, where a new musket was being tested, and even Marin could not hear the military representatives.

Marin thought that the military of the Northern Kingdom needed more muskets and bullets, and Marin would definitely agree to this request - as long as the Northern Kingdom was still holding on, it would be impossible for the Nurgle invasion to turn south this time, and neither Sidney nor some other small countries would be harmed by the Chaos invasion, and because of this, Marin would never be stingy with spending money on problems that could be solved.

"We need a lot of Holy Water No. 2, Your Excellency, the two brothers of the Svensson family heard from that lich friend of yours that you seem to be able to get some from the south." The military representative said a little cautiously, and Marin was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his head: "Why are you lacking this?!" Didn't the church do it for you?! ”

"No, the churches have done their best, but the gap is too big." As soon as the representative's words spoke, Marin nodded, yes, the Northern Kingdom is now in full swing on the southern defense line, and the consumption of this holy water must be very large, and the No. 2 holy water is difficult to make, but it is not something that ordinary priests can make.

"So, is there a lake near Copenhagen?" Marin didn't care about anything shocking at this time.

"Yes, Your Excellency, you are ......" The young representative of the military was still a little confused.

Marin asked him to lead the way, and there was a large lake not far north of Copenhagen, and Marin summoned the half-dimensional World Tree by the lake and asked it to build a root system into the lake.

Under the gaze of the military representatives, a white light began to appear faintly under the ice cap of the lake, and he looked at Marin, a little surprised, and even more inexplicable - he didn't see what His Excellency Marin had done, how could this lake change?

"I asked Fort Carter's World Tree to probe a root system to the bottom of the lake, and now the lake is the No. 2 holy water, and I can make up as much as I want." Marin replied—he still didn't dare say that the root system had been handed over from his half-plane.

Because it is not shocking to say this, but the sky is falling apart, Your Excellency Marin has his own half-plane and the World Tree as a legendary mage, how many people will think about it, and rush to stuff their daughter over - even if Marin says no, there will be people who will be desperate, please, how can I, Marin, be a person who can be tempted by beauty?

In order not to cause trouble for each other, Marin made the choice that was most beneficial to his lazy bone.

But even with that, the face of the military representative changed, he drew his sword, opened a gap in the ice sheet, and drank a little water with his hands.

Marin watched as his bare head grew long, wavy red hair, and the two scars on his face were gone, and he opened his mouth and pulled out two rotten tooth roots—the ones that had been pushed out of the new teeth.

"I ...... I'm ......" His hoarse voice also changed, and the throat that should have been hurt before became the crispness that a young person should have.

One second he was still a bald man, and the next second he was a long-haired man, which seems to have changed a little.

Ma Lin also copied a palm of water, licked it with his tongue, and looked at this one with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, the purity is a little high, it's best to use some purified water to dilute it, otherwise if it is atomized, I am afraid that inhaling too much will cause harm, your luck is good, but I dare not guarantee that there will be no problem drinking this water." ”

"I see! I will convey everything you have said to our Excellency the General, who will liaise with our Majesty. The military representative nodded excitedly, and he turned around, his long, wavy hair dancing in the wind.

You say, how can a fat man with a waist circumference of four feet and wavy hair feel so disobedient?

Thinking of this, Marin turned around and found that his long hair had also become longer.

Marin was silent for a moment, reached out and used his psionic energy to lift a piece of ice cap, and smiled as he looked at himself with red lips and white teeth in the water.

Reaching out and snapping his fingers, his long hair was braided with the help of psionic energy.

He is handsome and cute, and he can really do whatever he wants.