The flames scorched the tortoiseshell, and the dead grass on the back of the grass turtle turned to ashes. When the stars are full of night, it needs to go through two cycles of hot season and dry season, and the end season comes. In the last days, the stars will be densely packed with the night sky. Wizards divinate the unknown of the next hot season and the dry season on this season's day.

Kill an old grass turtle, then hang the whole tortoise shell on a tree and dry it. The grass on the tortoiseshell, which is more than a person tall, will also wither. After being burned by the fire, the cracks in the tortoise's belly will be linked to the stars in the sky, and then through the mind of the sorcerer, the king will be told in words.

The new Wang Yi knelt down and asked God to give him instructions on how to resist the resistance of the slaves.

When the maple trees weep, dewdrops of all sizes roll down from the red leaves, and the layers of dead branches and leaves on the ground are scattered.

In the surrounding woods, many long-tailed gulls flutter their wings, and the long tails held up are decorated with crystals. The tail fin fluttered in the maple forest, sweeping off a few maple leaves, one, two, three maple leaves fell to the ground and fell to Yi's lap, and the new Wang Yi knelt, his wet body, and the fallen leaves buried his knees.

Yi silently recited in his mouth: "My God, the slaves of the world I rule have betrayed. Help me. ”

Yi still had countless obedient slaves, who were cutting down glowing trees, and overlooking them, they were like ants carrying timber in batches to an open field.

There, they will use their industrious and wise hands to create a miracle. This is the temple made for the king. The construction of the temple mobilized almost all the slaves of the Qianren tribe.

The reason why the new Wang Yi was so expensive was because he hoped to be blessed by the gods and preserve the remains of his ancestors. For the king, the world is too good. He took his first steps in the pavilion, and was surrounded by many nobles, dwarves, and slaves. All the nobles saw the king. They will kneel, bow their heads, and kiss the soles of their feet.

On the rocks piled up with rocks, the sound of "Ding Ding Dang" sounded. Many naked-clad slaves pounded and carried boulders.

Heavy labor made the slaves physically exhausted. One of the slaves fainted, and soon two warriors approached and carried him away.

The king sent sorcerers to study a medicine that kept the corpse from decomposing after death. This research prompted the corpses of the tribesmen to be sent here, and some of the slaves also had to collect medicinal herbs.

A tent was set up at the other end of the quarry. Inside, the sorcerer performs an autopsy on each of the deceased.

The wizard is an orc who likes to decompose, and he breaks down the corpse into several pieces and soaks them in different medicinal herbs. If you smell something smelly, throw it away.

These days, the wizard has been sleepless at night, and his research is not as simple as he imagined. The temple built by the king towered over the middle of the desert, and the huge ice could not be transported smoothly. The wizard had to find a way to preserve the corpses, so he had to move through the smell of decay day and night. Verify his own not-so-mature embalming experiments.

These days, he has become an excellent executioner. His skillful segmentation skills are unparalleled.

Chop off the head with an axe. Then the limbs are amputated. Blood splattered from the disconnect stained the wizard's clothes. When the wizard was thirsty, he drank the blood that spurted it. When the wizard is hungry, he will also cut a few pieces of meat from the dead body and barbecue them.

In his laboratory, despite the pervasive smell of rancidity, everything is in order.

Because the king often visited here, but the king was very dissatisfied with the rancid smell. So in his free time, the wizard invented a spice to cover the rancid stench.

On the day of the Nightmare King's burial, the princesses of the former king became burial objects, and the sorcerer killed all the princesses of the former king with his own hands, and disposed of their bodies one by one. He smeared the princesses with a thick layer of pine resin. In order to achieve complete isolation from the outside air. A thin layer of pine resin is applied all over the body, and then it is air-dried and then coated. A total of 20 layers were painted, and after 20 layers, the whole corpse was wrapped in huge plantain leaves. Then put it in sealed wood.

The most primitive funerary dwelling is a huge piece of wood perfectly split in the middle. Dig out the space that could hold a dead body. And then tightly together. Stick the divided parts with pine resin first. Then use a wooden peg to insert it firmly.

These days, the king's death left the sorcerers scrambling. When he finished disposing of the corpse that should have been disposed of, he found that there was an extra coffin.

"Are you mistaken?" the wizard asked the slave who was cutting down the trees.

The slave told the wizard that it was for him.

Then a number of slaves rushed up and grabbed the wizard's limbs, and one of the slaves strangled the wizard's neck from behind, and the wizard struggled for a long time before he died.

After he died, the slaves coated him with a thick layer of pine resin. Put him in the coffin. From then on, the wizard will be sunk to the bottom of the river. Unbeknownst to the sorcerer, he was also a victim of the king.