"It'......" Jerk took what the dragon Io had handed him, it looked a lot like something he was quite familiar with—a soul, but ......

"The last bit of essence of Cranvo. "It's fragile and small, and you can let it annihilate or let it regenerate in the womb of the living," said Io. ”

"What else could he have?"

"A new life. The dragon Io said calmly, "Without superior force, nor transcendent wisdom, nor the slightest memory of the past, a mortal who does not have to bear curses and blessings, perhaps, this is the life he wants most." ”

"Yes," said Jecob, bowing in homage to the god of dragons, "he is a mortal after all, though he is already more worthy of respect than most mortals. ”

Then the dragon Io turned his gaze to Frost White the bone dragon and Ederna above her head, "What about Ederna," he asked, "Do you want this?" He unfolded his palm, which contained most of Cranvo's remaining essence, priesthood, godhead, and solidified divine power.

Edairna stretched out his slender tailbone to the blue-white light, but he only touched and took away the divine power crystal, the power of the priesthood allowed him to heal quickly, not only the bones were as smooth as Mithril, but even the soul gem on it was able to exude a magnificent color again, especially needing to mention that the soul gem was originally loaded with Adeerna's prisoner and food, although the color was beautiful, but it was inevitably chaotic, but as the gem shattered, those clever guys had already slipped out, and now they contained the divine power of a powerful god, and the light was cast from the gem, like a focused sun, making these eight gems more and more crystal clear, the color is pure.

"Didn't you want me to be a god by bringing me here?" asked the dragon Io curiously. Necromancy, lichs, demigod lichs, and Ederna, who can already be said to be infinitely close to the threshold of quasi-gods, does not have the will to take the opportunity to seize the priesthood of the god of death? There will be many people who are willing to take on this heavy responsibility - after all, death is the end of everything, and it is also an irreparable regret for many people, if you become the god of death, you may be able to change the past, this is the opportunity that many people dream of. If Ederna accepted this priesthood, he would be able to shake off the shackles and burdens of being an undead and walk side by side with the gods.

Moreover, before this, it was not that there were no lichs who became gods, but it was only a weak god who could hardly speak at the meeting of the gods, and the god of death was different.

"Because I'm already an immortal," Edair glanced at Jecob, "I don't like death, I don't approve of it, and I can't defend it, eternal tranquility can only be said to be the most violent poison for me, gentlemen, I like endless research and experimentation, they make me happy, but death can't." ”

"So," said the dragon Io, turning back to Jerk, "it seems that you are the only one who will be in charge of this place for the time being, the future god of death." ”

Jecob grimaced, he did not wish to take up the priesthood again, "Go and see it on earth," said the dragon Io, "perhaps you can find a successor among the dead that satisfies you." ”

"You're going to bring chaos. Jecob shook his head and said, "This is not your nature, the mediator of the dragon, the eternal wheel of fate, you should be the symbol and maintainer of balance." ”

"There are no dragons left," said dragon Io, "and the mediators are gone." With that, his figure faded into Jecob's eyes so bright that they did not correspond to his age.

"I don't think that's what you're ultimately aiming for. Jerk looked at Edherna, "Wouldn't it do you any good to make the situation more complicated?"

"Of course there is," said Edair, who said mildly, and that he did not need to cover up a lie about a presence like Jecob, which he knew so well, or it would be a disgrace to both sides, "but I can't tell you right now." ”

"I may know," Jerk threatened, "I'm missing a belt." ”

Frost White the bone dragon nervously raised his wings at his words, but Ederna only gently swung his tailbone: " You will find that everything you have done is in vain, dear Jerk, and I think that your most important thing now is not me, but your land of the dead, Cranvo is a dereliction of duty, but he has done a decent job for more than a thousand years, at least more reassuring than your first two successors, there have been several upheavals on the ground, you know, Jerkos, there should be a lot of more pages on your dead roll, I can assure you, this is just the beginning, you know, if the war of the gods more than a thousand years ago was just to devour the divine power of the losers and plunder their priesthood to make themselves stronger, and this time directly related to faith - not long ago, the followers of Ciric were inciting the southern kingdoms to wars one after another, so as to consume the followers of other gods in large and small - they almost did the job impeccably, and the greed of mankind is truly never-ending, and it will destroy what little sanity and virtue they have left," If it weren't for the whimsical proposal of the Elector of the Emperor by my youngest disciple, to be honest, even Ederna, who overthrew an empire, would never have thought that the emperor could be elected by the princes, and that the position of the emperor would be constantly changing hands like a precious treasure, "The decrease of believers will shake the foundation of faith, and if faith collapses, it will also mean a decrease in divine power for the current gods...... By the way, you know that Shirek has always claimed to be the only true God, but absolutely no god wants to see this vile clown above them - because of this intense and widespread emotion, and awareness, this war of the gods will only be more dangerous and ...... than the last It's hard to contain," the demigod lich braced his skull with his tailbone: "Shirek must be very happy, the development is as he expected, fine, no problem, it doesn't matter if the development is not as he expected, anyway, it will end up in chaos." ”

Jerk stared at Edal for a long time, for no god of death, whether outgoing or incumbent, would like an undead, and the existence of the undead simply meant their dereliction of duty and slackness. But it should be added that the undead who has stood in the position of Eder may be more worthy of attention than a god of dragons who should have perished, Cranvo is too young to have almost no concept of the dragon Io, but Yaco is different, when he was still the ancient god of death, he drank with the god of dragons, Io- Therefore, he will not admit that the Io standing in front of him is the Io from before, and all of them, whether they are mortals, spellcasters, or gods, will no longer be the original one when they are re-summoned to the living, this is the bottom line of the law of the underworld, and no one can touch it.

A deep sorrow passed through the hearts of the ancient gods, for Io, the former god of dragons, and for himself.

The problem that Edal pointed out was not alarmist or gibberish, of course Jerk remembered a thousand years ago, for the gods, all kinds of things were like yesterday, the war of the gods not only affected the main material plane, but even the land of the dead fell into the quagmire of strife, plus a Shirek known for his chaos and madness, and Jecob did not want to remember that time.

"Who are you working for?" asked Jecob suddenly.

Eder paused, obviously even feeling the frost white beneath him: "Can't say." Ederna replied, and then he said, "Shall we leave?" after your curiosity has been satisfied. ”

There is not much that can restrain Edherna's existence, "Yes," said Jerk dryly, "you can go." ”

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Arthur tucked a pair of bones into his gray sleeves, he didn't need to hide it now, just as our lich had lost in the beginning, he had a skeleton of bones as white as snow, a dark black cloak, a gray robe, the cuffs of the robe that had been corroded by negative energy swayed in the night wind, the moon and the stars rose behind him, and the wizened silhouette of the lich was like the deepest lines carved into the night. And beside Arthur, there are two other lichs of the Seventy-Seven Islands, three lichs, and for an ordinary lord, he should feel honored.

This lord was arguably the better of the rotten apples, and although the lords here also had to bear heavy taxes, at least some of them were consumed on the walls and weapons, and when the undead legions of the lich approached the royal capital, he gathered all his people and serfs, and ordered them to enter the castle with all the food they could bring, and then made his knights, soldiers, and mercenaries, and every available strong man and woman, make a stubborn gesture — Unlike some lords who abandoned their duties and fled with their people long before they arrived, or who were eager to sacrifice their slaves and civilians in the hope that they would take them and leave—sorry, the lichs of the Seventy-Seven Islands were not merchants or mercenaries to be easily dismissed, preferring to take whatever they wanted after killing anyone who dared to resist.

The fall of the royal capital of Monton provided at least 200,000 soldiers for the legions of the undead, if it were not for the skeletons driven by the lich every day, There is a fixed number of zombies and ghosts, and this number will continue to climb on their way to Kema, where they pass through the living who are either devoured by their souls, or transformed into skeletons and zombies, or forced to become the tools and weapons of these undead because of the fear of death and the unpredictable, they trek through the wilderness and woodlands, without food, without clothing, and the lich does not care about these lowly beings at all, unlike human armies, their soldiers, both living and dead, can fight for them, and some lichs think that the dead may be better than the living, and the dead do not cry out for hunger, thirst, or pain, they will only work and fight tirelessly under command.

At this time, Arthur was a little glad that his little disciple was left behind in the Seventy-Seven Islands, and he would never believe that there was an undead who could still retain some beautiful emotions before he saw Cremar, and his little disciple may be the second outlier among the undead, maybe because from the beginning, he did not become a necromancer out of his own will, and then he was able to successfully transform into a lich, perhaps because he had a strong heart- When he sees people dying in droves, he may show signs of questioning and mockery. Arthur wouldn't have to worry so much if he could have the same powerful abilities as Cremar, but he was still too small for some lichs to consider his weakness, and it would be too bad to be senselessly attacked because of the emotions that remained in his body.

"You're in a daze. Said the lich beside him.

"Nope. Arthur immediately retorted, "No, I'm fine, I'm just ...... Observe the situation. ”

"We never have to worry about running out of troops," the woman ...... The lich said that she wore three glittering gemstone rings on her finger bones, each containing a spell, "and what we have in front of us is not even a royal capital, but a city." ”

"Caution is necessary," said the third lich, "and I have a vague sense of foreboding." The fire of his soul flashed in his eyes, "They may have attracted some priests. ”

"Then let's stay away. Arthur said with his usual shamelessness.

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The lord of Coma sat on one side of the long table, and although it was customary and customary for him to take the center of the table as the host, he was completely willing to give up his seat in view of the identity and wishes of the person who came, and if not for fear of being perceived as too flattering, he was even willing to serve wine and cut meat for the lord as a servant.

The soul of the other world does not need the service of a lord, he still has a little affection for this fat and somewhat rude lord, after all, they have come all the way, and there are not a few lords and knights who have abandoned their people and territories, and there are even more excessive ones, not only abandoning their duties, but also instructing the soldiers to take the lead in looting and slaughtering villages and cities, and transferring the blame to the coming lich。

If the lord here is willing to persevere, then the souls of the other world are willing to help, even if his fire elemental servant secretly tells him that the lord is ready to sneak away from the secret passage after being unable to resist - of course he will not criticize this lord, compared to the few he met before, he can be said to be very responsible.