"It's a necromancer, not a death mage!"

Even if he was beaten and his nose and face were swollen, this did not prevent the black-robed old magician from retorting majestically. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He struggled to break free from Donald's clutches, straightened his pitch-black robes, and then unleashed a purification spell on his old multicolored face, barely looking less embarrassed.

But even so, Su Wen cautiously took a half step back, keeping a sufficient distance from the creature in front of him that was suspected to be a death mage - the viciousness and horror of the death mage, he had personally experienced it not long ago, and before he was sure that it was safe, even if Donald was present, he could not let his guard down.

The old man glanced at Su Wen lightly, as if he was not interested in him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. ”

With that, he turned his head to stare at Donald, then curled his neck and pointed at the latter's nose and cursed.

"Donald, why have you been getting more and more arrogant lately, even my mother hasn't beaten me like that!"

Su Wen immediately understood that these two must have been old acquaintances.

"You know why I beat you. Donald sneered, "I'm afraid you found out about this undead scourge a few years ago, right? You don't know that this is the territory covered by Lao Tzu, right? So you can explain why I haven't heard of you until today, and you didn't rush out to stop it until I was about to clear the field violently?"

The black-robed old man was also-for-tat, and did not shy away: "The consequence of telling you in advance is that you will rob most of the spoils like last time, do you think that several of us are idiots, and we are not satisfied with a loss? And it is because this is your territory that I don't tell you, otherwise you will scare the group of broilers with a little action, and this time I am afraid that you will have no harvest - don't want to refute, there are not many people in this world who know you, and we are one of them." ”

Donald was choked for a few seconds, but then he clenched his fist again, and the explosion of Gaba Gaba could be heard clearly from ten meters away: "...... No matter how beautiful you say, all in all, because of your inaction, hundreds of nobles died on Lao Tzu's territory today alone, so you can tell me how to calculate this account. ”

"Promise 500,000 gold coins, no redemption. Of course, you pay me - such a reasonable reshuffle of the superstructure, I don't know how many cities can't ask for such a good thing. ”

"Hehe, aren't you beaten badly enough? I've absorbed the energy of 15 brothers, and I'm full of fighting spirit now, and it's okay to put three or five more primary forbidden spells. ”

The black-robed old man was obviously jealous of what happened just now, his face changed for a long time, and finally he sighed helplessly: "Since you are not willing to give money, please at least don't interfere in this undead natural disaster before the stage of the birth of the resentful baby, I guarantee that none of the civilians of Tridis will die at the hands of the undead, as for now...... It's not yet time to harvest, and even the fruit is green......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, Donald suddenly rushed forward and threw a kick on the face of the black-robed old man, kicking him upside down and flying more than ten meters away. And when the old man cursed and got up, strings of blood flowed from his nostrils and mouth, and his chin was crooked, and he looked miserable.

"Speaking of this, I'm angry, the lives of thirteen babies are not fate? I have long said that this is Lao Tzu's territory, and I will come to give me which pot will not be opened. ”

"Ahem......"

The old man coughed up half a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little unpleasant, but after all, he didn't have the righteousness of Fang Cai.

"There is always a price to pay for a good harvest, and this is true in everything you do...... Don't worry, I'll take care of it afterwards and I won't owe anything. ”

"You're right, but I'm going to beat you up even more. ”

"Eighty-two points, a group of us is eighty percent, and you are two percent alone, this condition is kind enough, right?" The old man found that he couldn't make sense morally, so he happily raised two fingers and talked about the price, "Actually, even if you can't find out about this undead natural disaster, I will also notify you to come to help this time tomorrow, after all, we are not ten percent sure that we can destroy the summoning array, in case we get rid of a hundred lives and it will not be enough to compensate- But then again, the accident this morning was such a coincidence, the broilers found that they were likely to be exposed, and immediately launched the summoning array in advance, and now they have begun to attract the undead from the undead plane...... So counting the time, there are less than four hours, that is, at eight o'clock tonight, we can start harvesting. ”

Donald touched his chin and thought about it for a moment.

"Okay, let's make a deal. ”

He said.

"Hey, you're so happy this time?"

The black-robed old man was full of disbelief.

"After all, I have a request for you—" Donald pointed with his chin to Su Wen, who was looking at him from a distance, and said, "From now on, you will be that kid's undead mentor, responsible for teaching him necromantic magic, huh...... There's also mental health education and things like that, don't let him go crooked. If I'm not mistaken, you've probably had three students who have fallen into death mages. ”

Hearing this, the black-robed old man slowly turned his head and squinted his eyes to really look at Su Wen.

"Soul perception is okay, but it's not a genius, and Nu still has the hope of becoming a high-level necromancer - but I'm a little curious, what made you ask me specifically for him? He's your bastard?"

"Just do it, don't ask too much about some things, you'll die. ”

The seemingly perfunctory words were exchanged for a nod from the black-robed mage.

"I promise you, but you must also strictly abide by my conditions, and hold back if necessary. This time, the broiler lineup is very luxurious, including several notorious fugitives, and we can get a lot of good things. ”

"Of course. ”

Donald laughed with the old mage who had been beaten by him and had a swollen nose, and the scene was amiable.

"Aren't there any eyes on the ground?"

After laughing, Donald asked.

"It's all my own people. ”

"Okay, while it's still early, let's have a barbecue, it's hard to come out for an outing. ”

"Glad to be there. ”

So, in Su Wen's stunned, these two old guys, who were still on the needle not long ago, actually happily set up a barbecue pile with charcoal on the wasteland outside the Trinton Martyrs Cemetery. The butcher clone took out dozens of catties of ingredients from the oily apron, the chef clone took professional-grade seasonings and cooking equipment, Donald himself waved his hand and lit a raging charcoal fire, and more than a dozen members of the Gentleman of Bliss mercenary group plus a necromancer in black robes began the wild barbecue program......

"What are you doing in a daze? Come over here!"

Donald chewed on the half-cooked tenderloin, spit it out, and waved his hand at Suven, who was stunned in the distance.

......

Sitting in front of the steaming barbecue heap, Su Wen wondered if he had opened it in the wrong way - from the conversation between these two guys, the undead natural disaster seemed to be not quite the same as he imagined.

At least it shouldn't be as easy as it is now!

"I said ......"

Casually biting into the grilled sausage handed over by Lupin Muscle, Su Wen finally couldn't help but ask.

"Can you tell me what the Undead Scourge is, I always think your conversation is a bit strange - do you mean those death mages by 'broiler'?"

"Hey, didn't Donald tell you?"

Before Donald, who was only concerned about eating chicken, could reply, the old necromancer who had ripped off his hood to reveal his pale hair spoke in a little surprise.

"Hmm...... I wasn't 100% sure that you were involved this time, so I didn't tell him. Otherwise, if you actually died a few years ago, and your organization is not scattered, then wouldn't I have a pain in the face?"

Donald lifted the cold red wine and shoved it into his greasy mouth, muttering as he poured it.

So, although the necromancer in front of him looked displeased, he still explained to Su Wen simply: "The broiler does refer to those damned death mages, and the undead natural disaster is actually no different from what the world knows, this death magic from ancient times even us necromancers will feel frightened, but since the past few hundred years, it has become a regular suicide carnival for those death mages, it's as simple as that." ”

Su Wen nodded thoughtfully, combined with the previous conversation between the two, he had already roughly guessed the clue.

The necromancer is indeed the product of the death mage's madness, but don't forget that the death mage is actually a fallen necromancer, and there is no substantial difference between them, so this kind of ritual that is a disaster for the vast majority of normal creatures on the continent is absolutely beneficial to both the death mage and the relatively 'conscience and moral' necromancer!

So, there is a way to explain the current situation......

Death mages who do things that necromancers dare not do or are unwilling to do will naturally receive a huge price or reward, as evidenced by the history of the successful undead Scourge - and even if the Necromantic Scourge is not successful, the undead energy and biological materials brought by it from the undead plane are a great wealth for the necromancer. Therefore, secretly destroying the undead mage's undead natural disaster, while reaping a huge amount of wealth, can also justify the necromancer's profession, this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone is something that Su Wen will also be willing to do...... It's just that what he didn't expect was that the necromancers seemed to be organized and premeditated to carry out this kind of 'breeding broilers', and even seemed to have penetrated into the interior of the death mages and gained considerable trust.

"Well, that's pretty much it. ”

Donald confirmed Suvin's idea and made additions.

"This undead scourge is the same as usual, it is estimated that there are a lot of necromancers who want to touch the fish, and because it has been a little long since the appearance of the last undead calamity, the proportion of mixed in will only be more than before, about two to three percent. "On the other hand, it's not that the idiots of the Death Mages are unaware of the risks, it's just that for the high-level Death Mages, not performing the Undead Scourge means dying miserably: the chaos of power and the evil of the soul doom them to the realm of the Magister, and even if they do, they will go crazy and then be wiped out by the forces of order - unless they are assisted by the King of the Undead, they will be able to live every day." Therefore, although they know that they are almost destined to make wedding dresses for others, this group of broilers can only do everything possible to complete the undead natural disaster, which is really an inspirational story that makes people pee. ”

"I see......"

Su Wen finally understood that in the face of huge interests, it was really not strange that there would be such a farce-like atmosphere in the undead natural disaster that should have been so serious that it would have changed color...... He finally knew why it didn't take long for Donald to be shocked by the news, and he enthusiastically brought himself to this apocalyptic copy in the eyes of ordinary people.

Because from the very beginning, this apocalypse could not have succeeded!