He was annoyed.

For some unknown reason, the undead companions around him gradually gathered around him, as if holding a fire to keep warm.

He is not a ruthless undead, if a companion he doesn't know approaches him, he won't get angry and curse or kick away, even if they make a "huhuhu" unknown sound, it really makes him feel a little irritable, and he can't enjoy the moon well.

The companions gathered nearby are unconscious, they only act on instinct, he can easily distinguish this, it is impossible to admire the moon together, as for why they gathered around him, it is unknown.

Due to the increasing number of undead gathered, it has reached the point of a sea of people, and although he can still see the moon in the middle, he is still a little uncomfortable being stared at by his companions all the time.

So, very unwillingly, he stood up, planning to change positions, and at the same time wondered if he had taken their place?

But as his body stood up, the eyes of his companions moved with him.

How strange is that...... The behavior of his companions made him a little strange.

Looking around, there were all undead, and he was in great trouble, and there was no way for him to go out, and when he came in one of the directions, he tried to persuade him to get out of the way, but when he raised his hand and tried to put it on the shoulders of his companions, these companions suddenly made movements that he could not understand.

There was a clattering sound, and the undead companions made way for him to make way to the outside, and although he was grateful that they understood his desire to get out, was the way out a little too long?

No matter what, how could the kindness of his companions be disliked, he patted the dumbfounded undead on the shoulder to express his gratitude to everyone, and left along the road.

When he walked outside and looked back, he realized that it was not that they deliberately had to queue up for such a long distance, but that there were really too many undead gathered around him, and it was impossible to describe it as a sea of people.

Well, why are you still staring at yourself?

He still felt very strange, even after leaving the inside, these companions still stared at him tightly, not like prey, as if they were a kind of adoring hot eyes, and he was a little embarrassed to look at them.

Later, he realized that his companions seemed to regard him as an idol boss, and as long as he gave a random order, they would not hesitate to carry it out.

Although it was strange why they thought of him as the boss, it was also very good to command a group of younger brothers, and he asked his companions to sort out the corpses on the ground first, clear a field, and then line up in a neat line, giving all kinds of strange instructions, and he sat on a boulder to watch.

I have to say that it is still very shocking, although the appearance of the companions is very scary and shabby, but it can be imagined that when they dance a radio gymnastics, the kind of neat and neat, without any muddy action, is undoubtedly very shocking, and the happy mood is only for a while, and it is quickly cooled down, but it is still very interesting.

He didn't know what radio gymnastics was, he just saw the neat team below, accidentally recalled some broken memories, vaguely remembered where a person who couldn't see his face clearly was posing for various movements, and felt very familiar and a little nostalgic, so he instructed his companions to do that set of movements.

Now he is using his consciousness to communicate with his companions, without opening his mouth and hands, just silently reciting in his heart, which is much more convenient than what kind of megaphone.

Well? What is a megaphone? Looks like a toy with amplified sound? Hawkers, no matter, let's have fun!

"You look happy, huh? What a stroke of luck to find another strange toy. ”

The eerie voice appeared silently in his mind, and for the first time in his calm heart there was a fluctuation of fear, and he reacted violently as he sat on the stone, looking around, but there was no sign of anyone.

"I'm here." A hand stretched out from the void in front of him, and he was caught in the face by this hand, and the cold and piercing breath seeped into his soul from this hand.

Under the wide black sleeves, a crystal clear, flesh and skin wrapped bone suppressed him with a powerful force, unable to raise any faith in resistance.

In his eyes through the cracks between his fingers, the man in the void came out, no, it was a skeleton or that's right, the face hidden under the black robe was a skeleton face, and the empty eye sockets flickered with a desperate and cold soul fire. The skeleton's body completely walked out of the void, its whole body shrouded in mysterious black robes, and it floated in front of him in defiance of gravity.

"It's funny, I even have an independent thinking soul."

The skeleton under the black robe didn't move, and his oozing voice with surprise sounded directly in his head.

"Hehe, let me see what makes you unique."

Then the strange skeleton pulled his head in front of him, his eyes meeting the soul fire in the skull's sockets.

"Boom!" Without time for him to think, a strong willpower suddenly appeared in his mind, wanting to break through something very important, and then there was a big explosion that changed his face greatly, fragmentary memories flew out, and his brain fell into chaos, and he couldn't help but let out a wail.

The soul fire in the skeleton's eye socket also flickered, and his body trembled, but quickly returned to normal.

I didn't expect this undead spirit's spiritual power to be so tenacious, and the forcibly used "soul peeping" failed to gain a little memory about him, and was resisted.

Letting go of the undead in his hand, the skeleton looked at him who fell to the ground and said, "I give you two choices now, one is to surrender to me and become my faithful servant, and the other is to die once, what is your choice, lowly undead?" ”

Falling to the ground, he slowly let go of the hand covering his head, and reluctantly looked at this strange skeleton, his mind had just fallen into chaos, his soul was traumatized, he even answered it was a luxury, his vision was blurred, like a shaking TV screen, despite this, the body still sent a dangerous signal to the skeleton in front of him, this is an impossible opponent to defeat, if you don't surrender, you will definitely die.

Although he was very unwilling, in order to survive, he did his best to lower his head, the soul fire in the skeleton's eye socket shook slightly, and he seemed to be satisfied with the undead's reply.

The next step is to sign a contract, and once the contract is completed, the undead will be his slave.

It's a pity that the troublemakers like to pick this kind of time to appear, the skeleton's head turned slightly, looked in one direction, and said to himself in a displeased mood, "Has it already come?" ”

A silver figure riding a horse and an old man in a white robe with a pointed hat floating in the air appeared in the distance, and the skeleton stared at the two of them.

"Lich?"

Felina persuaded the horses, her eyebrows furrowed under her helmet.

The Great Sage of Manlyre, who was floating in the air, also looked at the skeletal face under the black robe in the distance that could make children cry in fear, as well as the undead gathered nearby.

"The undead, and the lich, there must be something connected between them."