To Moon's surprise, the process from the sixth to the tenth floor was quite easy. The prisoners on the road not only did not attack them, but even took the initiative to line up and guide them to the lower level.

From the initial confusion, to the later attempt to attack, and then to the later confusion, Moon really couldn't figure out what the situation was now. After letting Luo Xia roughly test the grade quality of these prisoners, Moon became fearless.

Just kidding! Frois is level 29! I don't know if he grew up when he killed the electric torturer Type 6000. In short, if it is not easily killed, it is better to save some effort.

A few people came to the tenth floor, and as expected, the prisoners here lined up in an orderly manner, guiding them to the depths of the prison. Seeing the guide waiting in the passage, McNeil subconsciously shrunk his neck, there was no way, it was a skeleton.

"Dear guests, welcome. Led by the skeleton, several people came to a room, and a middle-aged demon who looked a little thin sat in the middle of the cell.

"You know I'm coming for you?" Moon could still guess this based on the situation along the way.

"Naturally, I happened to hear you talking to this be, well, dwarf friend. The middle-aged man spoke unhurriedly.

"Oh, then you're still waiting for me on the tenth floor?"

"Hehe, distinguished guest, this shouldn't be my handle, really. The middle-aged demon removed the gray cloth from his legs, revealing a pair of legs that only had skeletons. "It's really inconvenient. ”

"Hmm. Moon withdrew his gaze and looked into the other's face.

"Moon, Moon Black. ”

"Moldo. The middle-aged demon nodded in acknowledgment and continued, "You're the first guy I've ever met, who is always announcing his name. ”

"Uh-huh, I don't think it matters, it's just that there are occasional surprises. Moon said, kicking McNeil next to him.

"Hey, what's the matter, don't kick my ass!" McNeil growled.

"What do you want from me?" Moldor tilted his head slightly, looking at Moon.

"What do you want from me?" said Moon, looking directly at Moldo.

"Hmm... I want to get out. ”

"It's simple. Anything else?" Moon didn't think it was difficult for him to take people out, first, his father was there, and secondly, he also discovered that this flower prison was more like some kind of... How to put it, some kind of peculiar institution. It is to imprison some who have sinned, but whose sins do not lead to death, to see if they can be used in the future, or whether the families are interested. If you are not interested, you will be regarded as a real combat object. You know, here, except for indefinite, that is, indefinite, there is no other punishment.

"Hehe, that's how ironic things are sometimes. Moldor smiled a little wistfully, "A lot of times we don't even bother to look at things that we can't ask for. ”

"Huh?" Moon was interested in Mordo's words.

"You may not know that anyone here who has some ability and ability will try their best to run to the top. ”

"Well, the living environment and conditions are better?" Moon was a little curious, in fact, he didn't see any difference all the way, maybe the reason why the number of layers was too low?

"That's just one aspect, and the other is the main thing. Those who have the ability to take people out will basically not go to the lower prisons. Do you get the idea?"

"......" Moon rolled his eyes, this kind of thing, as long as he mentioned it, he understood. Those who have strong abilities and good family backgrounds basically come to the prison and are sent to a relatively higher number of layers after being tested. Therefore, if the prisoner still has some thoughts about going out, he will naturally go to the upper level, and people will not look down on him, not to mention it, at least there is a chance.

The result of staying in the lower echelons is relatively simple, and you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life. After all, no child of a wealthy family will be sent directly to the lower level.

For example, if Moon just wants to take a cannon fodder or a slave away, then if the prisoners on one floor kill all the other prisoners, Moon won't have a choice? It's really a simple and crude system.

Moon looked at McNeill with some curiosity, hadn't this thought about this before? Dashing.

"Why are you looking at me?" McNeil asked, noticing Moon's gaze, impatiently.

"You were planning to stay here for the rest of your life?"

"What if that's not the case? I'm not an archmage, and I can't jump a layer with my own strength, so I may be able to rely on my all-terrain combat unit, but I need too many resources! The guys who come to the fifth floor are all rookies, and they can't collect anything if they kill them. ”

Moon didn't ask any more, it did sound like an endless loop.

"Dear guest, I'm quite sensible, what do you want? If I really can't do it, we don't need to waste time. ”

"Well, that makes sense. Moon thought for a moment, "Tell me about necromancy." And the undead. ”

Moldor pondered for a moment, to be honest, Moon's request was quite broad, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Then I'll talk about it, after all, I'm not a great mage of the dead. ”

With Mordo's elaboration, Moon probably gained some knowledge of undead and necromantic magic.

The causes of the undead are varied. Some of them are racial talents that some creatures themselves carry and transform into undead after death or something. There are also some creatures who voluntarily give up their identity as the living and voluntarily become undead, and the reasons for this kind of thing are probably divided into two kinds, one is similar to the pursuit of eternal life, afraid of death, and wants to get eternal life in another way. The second kind is because of certain emotions, resentment, persistence, and other obsessions, which are naturally generated by half-active and semi-passive. As for the last cause, it's simple, caused by necromancy.

Necromancy is relatively complex, and no one knows the purpose of its creation, combined with the reason for the creation of the undead, which is nothing more than the pursuit of power, the pursuit of eternal life, and so on.

Necromancer magic is mainly through summoning, creating, and controlling the undead to complete the battle, the necromancer itself is not necessarily powerful, the reason why it is not necessarily, is that there may be some super geniuses, double cultivation or even triple cultivation, imagine that there are countless undead armies in front of you, and there is a fire archmage behind you to support, who can stand this?

And out of mourning and respect for the deceased, many races are more disgusted with their own people being disturbed, even if they are already corpses, ashes, corpse parts, etc.

It's just that this situation is slightly different in the underground world, where there are too many races, the biological composition is too complex, and the pressure to survive is too great. If you ask the Dark Elves that they must have the support of a necromancer to create a new Black Thorn, do you see if the Dark Elves will answer yes?

On the ground, rest assured, the dark elves will definitely kill the necromancer who talked about this condition, but now... Maybe just turn a blind eye.

"It's really general. Moon felt that what Mordo was talking nonsense, which he could learn about even if he didn't study necromancy.

"Well, I'll ask you directly. Let's say there's an undead spirit who is very attached to something, quite attached to that. It should be the bones of some kind of creature. Moon thought back, thinking of the rabbit bones that the wolf lord had been holding in his arms all the time, and had specially erected a monument.

"How can I figure out what he's clinging to?"

"Hmm... The situation you are talking about is actually very common, the undead you are talking about, the bones he is clinging to, are either his own or his more important people. Since the bones are still there, there should still be some remnants left on it, as long as you find someone who is proficient in dealing with souls, and try to communicate. ”

"Can you do it?" said Moon, as if grasping at something.

"I'm sorry, dear guest, I can't. Mordo was a little disappointed, "Necromancy focuses mainly on control and enslavement, although it will also communicate with spirits, but it is not the kind of equal communication, but more like forcibly instilling one's own will into the other party. "He's naturally lost, and if he can't do it, what's the reason for Moon to take him away?

"If your goal is to solve the undead by what the undead are clinging to, I don't recommend using a necromancer, maybe the last remnants of the soul on the bones have been destroyed by necromancer magic and infused with something else, which will drive the undead mad. ”

"Oh~~~~" Moon was a little disappointed, after all, he wanted to control the Deep Blue Forest, and the wolf lord had to solve it, who could tolerate a powerful guy in his territory, the key was that he was still uncontrolled and had his own will.

"Lord Moon. Mordo glanced at Fruwa, a little puzzled, and after hesitating for a moment, he continued: "In fact, all races and professions have some ways to communicate with souls, and this young lady next to you seems to be able to do the same. ”

"Oh?" Moon turned his head to look at Luo Xia, only to see Luo Xia shaking her head, and her eyebrows were about to wrinkle together.

"No, this other one. Mordo's voice came again, and Moon looked at Fruvis on the other side.

"You mean... Soul link?" Frois asked, somewhat understandingly.

"Yes, the shaman's soul link actually has the effect of soul communication, but it requires a high-level shaman, but I don't know if this young lady is..."

At this time, Frois was no longer wearing a robe of a saint maiden, nor was it the standard robe of the Flame Shamans, but a robe in the style of a dark elf. It's no wonder that Moldor doesn't see the level of Furua.

"High Shaman—" Moon stared at Flora with a hint of hope... Frois lowered his head slowly, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his face was full of shame.

"Heh, it doesn't matter, since you have a direction, then other things will be easy to do, it's a big deal that I'll let people go and turn a few high-level people......... Full. Moon's tone slowed and his expression became more confused, as the corners of his mouth curled slightly when he saw Frois's shame.

"Master, I will. Froy, who peeked at Moon with his head down, said softly.

“。。。 me! Moon gritted his teeth and slapped Frois on the ass, not to mention, it was quite cocked.

"Oops!" said Frois, pretending to be in pain. Moon was stunned for a moment, and looked at his hand stupidly.

It's over, it's over, it's a man, and after getting along for a long time, almost all of them treat him as a woman, it's over, it's over, my hands are no longer pure! Moon turned his eyes to look at Luo Xia in despair, and what he saw was Luo Xia's big white eyes.

"Ahem!" Moon pretended to cough and continued, "Well, when did you learn that?"

"Didn't the master send me back to be a spy, after I found out about the soul link totem, I stole it from the high priest by the way. ”

"Hmm... Again, seduction?"

"The host was wise. ”

"What the—" Naturally, Moon was saying those three words in his heart.

"Hey, so it looks like there's a chance to give it a try?" Moon stiffly changed the subject.

"The host has the final say. ”

"Young Master, do you want to go out?" Luo Xia asked at the right time.

"Well, let's go. Take him with you. ”

"Huh?" Moldor looked at his finger, inexplicably excited.

"Although you can't help in the process, the method you have pointed out is useful. With that, Moon left the small room and stepped onto the magic ladder with the envious and fearful expressions of the prisoners around him.

McNeill pushed his wheelchair, which was twice as tall as himself, and slowly moved over.

"Is there anything else to explain?" asked Moon, looking at Moldo.

"You don't even ask me why I was left here?"

"Lazy. At least it is explained here that you do not sin to death, and as for what it is, I am too lazy to study, you can be useful to me. "To be honest, Moon has no sympathy for the prisoners here, and what he has done will naturally have to pay accordingly. It's just that for now, both McNeil and Moldor are useful to him. Of course, he also has an extraneous meaning, if he can't prove his worth, it will be useless on the day...

"Thanks, thanks... You. Actually, if you have the chance, you can meet my teacher. He is an incomparably powerful necromancer. ”

"Oh, too?" said Moon, intrigued.

"Yes, but in the deepest part. He taught me necromancy before, and before that the lower half of my body was... Blank. ”

"Oh~!, use necromancy to find a suitable splicing?"

"Yes, try to see if you can attach some flesh later, it shouldn't be as ugly as it is now. ”

"Well, your teacher, what's your name?"

"I'm a little embarrassed to say that the teacher didn't tell me his name, and we all usually call him Master De. ”

"Oh, okay. Moon nodded his head to indicate that he understood, and after disposing of the self-detonation device, he pressed the magic ladder to return to the ground.

The exit is not the same as the previous entrance, there is a special counter for the inmates who have been brought out. After the Frois went to hand it over, he brought back the two controllers.

"What is this?" Moon was curious, and McNeil and Moldor looked a little unnatural.

"They said it was the controller, and if they didn't obey, press it and the problem was solved. "The meaning of Froois is clear, it is the controller of the self-detonation device in the prisoner's body.

"Oh~~ I'll just say, if some guys come out and want to kill me, how to counteract. Moon didn't care in the slightest, and said it as it should. Otherwise, the system of the Flower Prison is actually to choose slaves for them, and there is no means of control.

"Master—" Frois leaned over and handed the controller to Moon.

"Don't call me master in the future, it sounds awkward. Change one. ”

"Huh?

"What's the matter? You have to help me find a fight?"

"No, no, Your Highness taught you a lesson. ”

"Let's go, let's see if we can find the teacher tomorrow. "This trip to the Blossom Prison brought two prisoners out, oh, maybe the surprise is that Frois has been promoted by one level?

The more Moon returned to his residence, the more he couldn't wait, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and finally he couldn't wait to take out the conch communicator and let Luo Xia pour some energy into it.

"Ahh

"Teacher, I want to take a leave of absence. ”

"Excuse me, what leave?" said Old Levy, whose voice was mostly confused.

"I found a little solution to the territorial problem and wanted to go back and give it a try. So I want to take a leave of absence. ”

"Teacher, teacher, hello?" Moon didn't get any feedback from the other side, thinking it was a bad conch signal.

"Hey, I don't know how you got this big. Your mother's notes, it's okay to read less. ”

"Huh, what's wrong?"

"When did I tell you that you have to stay in the academy at all times? What did I give you this conch for? Isn't it just to stay and find me when you go back?"

"......" Moon paused. Speaking of which, it's true, from the very beginning when the admission letter was sent, it was said that it could be reported within a year.

"Most of the things in your mother's notes are things on the ground, yes, there are a lot to learn from, but more of them are not adapted to the current environment, let's face it, okay?" Old Levi seemed to be a little depressed after crackling, and directly turned off the conch communication.

Moon sat in his chair, motionless, his eyes a little wandering. It's not because the teacher lost his temper, but because he was distressed, and he still didn't seem to have completely changed his mind. These retention systems are all old calendars in the earthly world, but they are still being used.

If you want to go back to the ground, it seems that as the teacher said, face the reality directly, don't take the things in your mother's notes too seriously, some may be useful, and some are completely useless.

"Young Master?" Luo Xia gently poked Moon's shoulder.

"Uh-huh. Moon came back to his senses, "It's nothing, inform Sandeon, we'll leave for Stormlord tomorrow." ”

Moon, Moon, don't look like an idiot anymore, I used to be alone, then there was more Luo Xia, then there was more Bone Dance, and now there is more Tyflower. Old Turing, Fruvis and other foreigners are not to mention, there are more and more unawakened people who have been brought to Jicheng City, and they are no longer mature, what should they do if there is a problem? Who are you worthy? Are you worthy of yourself...

Unlike when he came to Darnassus, Moon's return trip was noticeably much faster. Sandeon's assault team split in two, one of the Hippogriffs flew back to the Stormwind Collar with Moon, and some returned on their own from the ground. The flying mount was much faster, and on the sixth day, Moon had already entered the territory of the Stormwind Territory, and in the evening, he had reached Stormwind City.

"Father's absence?"

"Your Highness, Your Excellency has other matters, and you just set off this morning. ”

"Oh. Good. Moon didn't ask his father what was going on, there was no need, was he afraid that his father would get lost?

Since his father is not there, there is no need for Moon to stay in Stormwind City for a long time, and then go directly to Jixiang City with people, naturally, Sandeon and their Moon did not bring it, and it is not time yet.

Upon arriving in Jicheng City, Moon visibly felt different from before. The previous Jixiang City was quite low-key, just a small fortress with a few nearby fields.

And now, from Jixiangcheng to the direction of the Deep Blue Forest, there are temporary military camps one after another, and the people are full of people, so lively.

The area of various experimental fields and planting fields has also expanded several times, and Moon also saw a few minotaurs hanging around, and a large number of rabbits jumping around in the fields.

I always feel that it is a little lively? Isn't it going to be targeted by some domestic forces if it is so lively?

"Yo, big brother, you're back!" said Theon, who came out of nowhere, dressed in civilian clothes.

"Big brother, I'm still a BP machine. Will you talk well!?" Moon twitched.

"Ah! Sister Bone Dance can't even be beaten by thunder, you can handle her, then it must be a big brother!"

"Have you been itchy lately?" Moon kicked Sein's ass.

After that, several squadron leaders who had already received the news also rushed over one after another, and naturally there were still some who had tasks in other places and couldn't come.

Caesar also appeared at the city gate with great strides.

"Boss, you can do it here, I'm quite used to living in old cows. Caesar said as he scratched his back and shook it twice by the way.

"Haha, General Caesar, long time no see. Moon wanted to shake Caesar's hand, but Caesar pulled him into his arms and hugged him fiercely. The squeezed Moon almost vomited blood.

"Silly big man, what's the matter with you!? Be careful, don't kill the boss. Old Turing flew up and kicked Caesar's hooves, "Beware of the Devil Boss settling accounts with you." Turing, who was not as tall as Caesar's legs, didn't have much power in this kick, but it was so obvious that Caesar let go of his hand.

"My mother, that tigress is too fierce. I can't afford to mess with it. Caesar was obviously apprehensive, and immediately let go of Moon, but Caesar felt as if the air was still at this time, and the temperature dropped significantly, and he maintained the action of letting go of Moon, and cold sweat flowed down the back of his thick neck.

Caesar rolled his big eyes and slowly looked into his legs, mainly looking at old Turing. Old Turing nodded, affirming something.

"Moo!! "I'm going to supervise those bunnies!"

Moon looked at the city gate along the space separated by the crowd, Gu Wu appeared there in tight casual clothes, tall and plump, she was even more eye-catching at this time, and her slightly cold face met Moon's gaze, like cold ice suddenly melting, like frost and snow melting.

A smile blooms like a flower, driving away the wind and sending away the snow.

Bone Dance strode towards Moon, who also walked towards her with open hands, months of longing erupted in the form of a hug like a blocked volcano. Bone Dance held Moon tightly in her arms, rubbing her face against the other's head. silently told her love, her thoughts.

"Fleshy numbness. Luo Xia smiled badly, Gu Wu raised his eyes to look at her, and released a white-eye attack.