The boss's original name was Zhou Zhi, and he was the son of the village chief of a small village directly under the three major provinces under the rule of the Oro Empire, the largest empire in the Northern Continent.

"Although our place is poor, but eating and drinking is not worried, especially the son of a petty official like me, I have never been hungry in my childhood memory, of course, as a farmer's son is indispensable to dig in the land every day, I don't know if a nobleman like you knows the fatigue of being a farmer, every day I go out early and return late, I must take care of all the crops carefully, I can't be lazy when watering, it's ridiculous to say, in order to be lazy, I ran to the back mountain of our village with a few other children at noon, Who knows, it was a turning point in my life. ”

People often take the omen of a major change in their lives as a marker for this event, and the same is true for the boss, if it weren't for that unintentional mistake, if the boss was not so curious at the time, then the boss may still be a short-legged farmer who is digging in the soil, living a stable and peaceful life, maybe there is an honest and beautiful wife, and a few bear children who make it difficult for him every day.

On that day, there were no artifacts in some legendary stories in the back mountain that fell, there were no beautiful princesses in danger, there were no great gods descending to earth, and there were no invincible ancient beasts in the world who signed an eternal contract with the boss, and there was not even a magician who set off fireworks.

"That person is very strange, he is actually black-haired and black-eyed, and his skin is pale yellow, there are three main races in our Northern Continent, namely Ole people, Deku people, Void Blue people, Ole people with red hair and blue eyes, Deku people with blue hair and blue eyes, Void Blue people with white hair and red eyes, and the other twelve races have different skin colors, hair colors, and pupil colors, but there has never been a race with this kind of hair color and pupil color, and his appearance is also very soft, and his facial contours don't look like people from the Northern Continent at all, so I know at a glance that that person must have a lot of fun things, The stories that can be told by travelers who can cross a continent are absolutely interesting. ”

The armored man nodded, smiling and listening, when he was a child, his favorite thing to listen to was the story of the hero who killed the demon and then rescued the princess told by the bard, although he now spits on this boring story, but every time he thinks about it, he will feel that his childhood was so beautiful.

So he told us his story, and his request was to give him a coarse grain loaf. His story is amazing, a story that still sounds incredible to me and I didn't believe until the moment the Dark Lord died. ”

"The Dark Sage? The director of the Library of the Underworld and the third-generation guide of the revenant, known as a super being who surpasses the Magus? The armored man exclaimed, the most well-known powerhouses on the continent are the Pope of the God of Power, the Holy Pope of the Holy See of Light, the head of the Flame Holy Knights of the Northern Continent, Adityas, the Knight of the Northern Migration Holy Land, Miren, and the supreme mage on the mage tower who was hunted down. These people all stand at the top of the world, each with endless wealth and power, and their sphere of influence encompasses countless countries and territories, and in the eyes of the supreme, the noble king that ordinary nobles can only look up to is nothing more than a mud leg in the countryside, not worth a look at at all.

However, there are legends that there are even stronger people who are far stronger than these supreme ones, for example, the first powerful man in the Northern Continent, the mysterious leader of the giant god mercenary group - the Emperor of Hades, and the Southern Continent is said to have entered the ancient tomb of the dragon with the power of one person, and then single-handedly defeated the three ancient dragons.

As for the Dark Devil Sage in the boss's mouth, this mythical great man has existed since before the Holy War a thousand years ago, and the era of his existence spans countless legends and heroes, so that bards thousands of years later are still praising this mythical existence.

However, a few years ago, the mythical Dark Devil Great Sage died, and it is said that he was killed by another powerful man who was also a mythical level.

"I'm curious, I know that the Dark Devil Great Sage is dead, but I don't know who killed him, not only me, I'm afraid there are only a few people in this world who have this secret, after all, it is such a big man who died, a big man who spans thousands of years. Also, how wonderful were the words of that bard that you didn't believe them until the big man died? "The armored man stared at the boss, how secret the situation was when such a big man died, just by the level of news revealed so far, the boss is not weak, this is just for ordinary people, the mercenary guild ranked twelfth mercenary sounds like thunder in ordinary nobles, but compared to the mythical powerhouse, it is not enough, this weight is almost negligible.

The boss read all the weather, but he understood at a glance what the young knight in front of him was thinking. The boss didn't mind, so he could only laugh at himself and then said, "Yes? How could a little man like me know such a great secret, though, what if I told you that I was one of the Knight Captains of the Fallen Knights before? ”

The boss took out a seal from his arms, but as soon as he took out the armored man, he felt an extremely strong aura of death, even with the eyes of the armored man, he had never seen anything with such a strong aura of death, and compared to such things, the aura of death on the body of the high-level dead creatures was weak, it was like wearing a false coat of death.

The seal seemed to have a wonderful attraction, and the armored man stared intently, not even blinking his eyes, and suddenly he heard a wail, heard a roar, and then there was silence, and silence was so quiet that there was nothing left, everything in his vision began to lose its color, the snow began to rot, the air emitted a rotten stench, even the light began to take on an eerie white, and then, all the senses of smell and touch slowly disappeared.

"Enough, I said, enough." The boss roared, and the seal actually groaned, and there was no other reaction.

The armored man shuddered, and the whole person curled up on the ground and couldn't stop gasping for breath, if it was another second at night just now, the armored man would have died.

The mark of death, it is actually the mark of death, the man in armor exclaimed in his heart. All magic, martial arts, witchcraft, and natural magic are just the product of the use of rules, magic, fighting spirit, and the like are all things that exist according to rules, and the mark of death does not use rules, because it is the rules themselves. His source and recorder have disappeared through the ages, but its power has been passed on to the mouths of the great magicians. The armored man was eighty percent sure that this thing was a death mark, because just now, at the moment when he should have felt the breath of death, he couldn't feel the breath of death at all, as if death burst out from himself.

"You...... You're really a Fallen Knight, how could you? ”

is so weak, the second half of the sentence is really rude, and the armored man doesn't dare to say it.

The boss raised his head, looked at the sky that had begun to darken, and said helplessly: "Because I lived, I am no longer a dead life, I have been re-given life, so, just don't look at me like that, I am not in the mood to lie to you, if I am still an undead death knight, I can definitely match the paladin, and it is because my life instinct and my strength are mutually exclusive that I can only exert this degree of power." ”

"Your story must be a legend?"

The armored man was shocked, such a pure and rich aura of death can only be made by powerhouses at the level of magic guides, and the only one who can condense these death breaths into the death mark known as the rule itself can do such an almost impossible thing.

The boss has always carried such things with him, and the death element is not a gentle and calm element such as the light element or the life element, and it is harmful to carry it on the body, just like just now, just looking at the seal, the armored man almost died.

With a mythical death mark, and the power of death without dying by the death mark, this peculiar physique has made the armored man believe in the boss's words.

"What a legend, I'm just a poor guy, I was captured by a necromancer because of 2, it just so happens that my body has a special talent and was selected by the Dark Devil Great Sage to become one of the members of the three hundred undead squad he is directly affiliated with, hehe, don't underestimate these three hundred undead creatures, these three hundred undead creatures are three hundred paladins, each knight has the strength of no less than an adult dragon, everyone can easily kill an entire elite heavy cavalry battalion without injury, and a hundred knights can exterminate all the armed forces of a medium-sized country, And such a character was only temporarily made by the Dark Devil Great Sage when he found it interesting, and the strength of the Dark Devil Great Sage was far more than that. ”

“……”

The armored man doesn't know what to say, even the paladin can be mass-produced, the Dark Devil Great Sage is not a mythical figure, and the difference between himself and his level is not far enough to describe.

"Forget it, I'll start with which bard, he is really amazing, he knows a lot, whether it is the customs of various continents or the mysterious past of various historical periods, he can tell me, at first, he told me a story of a brave man slaying a dragon."

The boss squinted, as if he wanted to recall that carefree time, but the armored man sneered, the brave man slays the dragon, almost all bards will have a little story, it's okay to bluff children, but now who would believe that the so-called warriors can kill dragons with courage and faith.

I vaguely remember that it was a sunny day at that time, the sun was shining, the fragrance of rice was wafting, the boss accompanied his companions to stop and go, and the carefree life of the children made these simple children never know what pain was.

Walking through the fields, walking through the apple groves, the boss's eyes finally fell on the ragged clothes, it was a man, looking extremely sloppy, his clothes were more shabby than a beggar, he had a green grass root in his mouth and was lazily basking in the sun on the grass, lazy like a cat that was full of food and could not walk.

The boss walked over curiously.