It was a huge and open space, and the dome was paved with colored glass, cutting the silvery moonlight into pieces and throwing them on the corners and the ground at will.

The furnishings inside were surprisingly simple, with several large display shelves made of unknown metal with some unrecognizable colored potions on them, and a strange black chest on the far left.

Through the faint moonlight, you can see the flowing inscriptions on the chest.

Kunsha stood in front of the second shelf, and with her current height of five meters, she looked petite compared to the display shelf, which shows that Stephen had taken Kunsha's growth space into account when designing this place.

"Red and blue, green and purple, you can open that chest. ”

Instead of touching the items on the shelves, Kunsha called out to Lear.

Lear had already guessed what was placed here. As he looked through the stele just now, he had noticed the things Stephen had mentioned, the potions that had been used to help Kunsha grow but had no effect, and the crown of dragon teeth and dragon wings that had not been discarded.

"For me?"

He was still a little unsure, although it was an ally, but it didn't seem necessary for Kunsha to give him such a big gift, at least for now, he was more dependent on Kunsha.

Whether it is for Kunsha or the dragon god, he now asks more than he contributes, and the value is still very shallow.

"These things are of no use to me, firstly, I don't rely on magic to fight, secondly, I don't use these things that come from Alex, although I have the soul of the lonely, but there is no denying that I also own a part of him, rather than let them dust here, I should leave them to you. ”

Kunsha said.

"What are these potions for?"

Lear asked again as he looked at the pile of colorful bottles and cans in front of him.

"Stephen originally made these potions to speed up my growth, and it is the effect of these potions to increase intelligence, strength, attack and defense, but my growth cycle seems to have been condemned to death by Her Majesty the Mother Goddess, so these things are useless to me, but I think they may help you. ”

"I need to remind you that when Stephen made these potions, I used my physical strength as the standard, and if you want to try it, it's best to keep the dose to a minimum, otherwise it's not my responsibility to explode and die. ”

After a pause, Kunsha coldly reminded that she seemed to be enveloped in a sad mood since entering the place, so Lear didn't care.

I have to say that Kunsha reminded him in time, and he was already holding the first bottle of red potion and preparing to pour it into his mouth.

As the saying goes, the bold die and the timid starve, but Lear is simply the kind of person who doesn't want to die, if it weren't for Kunsha's timely reminder, the whole bottle would have been in his stomach by now.

Of course, this is also inseparable from his absolute trust in Kunsha's character and Stephen's alchemy.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Lear quickly took the bottle away and coughed pretending to cough twice, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he had to turn and walk towards the black strange box.

With these two treasures in his hands, the dragon tooth crown and the dragon wing robe, even if he leaves Spartacus and loses the blessing of the dragon god, he has enough magic power to support a meteor shower.

Nothing could stop Lear from opening the chest, except for a broken magic lock, and a pale blue streamer shone on his face and chest, the source of which was the magnificent dragon teeth set on the crown of the chest.

Dazzling, but with a soul-like profundity.

Lear was so familiar with the aura that almost as soon as he saw the two things in the box, he was sure they came from Alex, the soul of the Holy Dragon who had been with him many times.

"Can I take all of this with me?"

Lear pointed to the colorful potion bottles on the shelves, only to be glared at by Kunsha.

"You can take those four bottles, the rest are useless to you, those are powerful potions used to strengthen the physical attributes of diamond and gold people, even your barbarian captain may not be able to withstand it. ”

"I'll bring them to my people, and if they're useful, they'll be of great help to what comes next. ”

Kunsa didn't say what she was going to do next, but Lear knew it without asking.

She wants to kill Tanatos, he wants to kill Sandru, and the Grim Reaper is the trust support and soul trading object of the necromancers, and the grasshopper on a rope is naturally one-size-fits-all.

"Then you're welcome. ”

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Tiga, Phantom City.

On the throne of bones sat a majestic king, dressed in black dazzling plate armor to show his strength, and the deep eyes under the jewel crown were like endless black holes, which made him not angry, he was the king of the realm of the undead, Phoenix-Wilma.

But strangely, at this time, the focus of everyone's eyes under the throne fell on a short old man standing beside Wilma.

The old man's face was wrinkled, his eyes and nose were covered with heavy corpse spots, and his emaciated body looked like a monkey standing next to King Kong compared to Wilma on the throne, and his thin torso was completely hidden in an exaggerated black robe.

Only the dry palms that seemed to be made of white bone and animal skins were held in his abdomen, and it felt like if the wind blew, and he would immediately turn into a skeleton.

Grand Duke Ernie Crowvis, a level fourteen death knight, wields the Hallows 'Mage's Ring', a hallows that allows him to cast spells that last until the end of time, without the exorcism of the red-robed mage.

At the same time, he is also the true ruler of Tiga, and as for the great king on the throne of bones, everyone knows that he is nothing more than a beautiful ornament.

"So, what's going on with that new necromancer?"

Crowis spoke, the sound like a few pieces of broken glass rubbing together in his throat at the same time, and then pieced together into intelligible notes by some inexplicable pattern, but when the moving air sent those notes into the ears of those below the steps, even the undead wished they could die again.

"Back to the Grand Duke, according to the news from the 'Crow', Sandru mastered two artifacts, the 'Cursed Armor' and the 'Cloak of Death', and he dug the bones of the elves in the forests of Turalone and harvested a large number of ghosts, and later in the battle with the elves who rushed to stop him, he used the tactics of the Sea of the Undead to win.

According to the latest war reports, he had routed the Elasian army on the plains west of the Turalian Forest and began to summon corpse witches, so his subordinates judged that Sandru's mastery of advanced spiritualism was a certainty. ”

A Death Knight with a red eyeball jewel on his forehead replied loudly, two sharp canine teeth dangling from under his upper lip, and pointed ears that revealed his vampire identity.

Cathery, the skeleton warriors under his command are one of Tiga's most troublesome armies.

"What about the people sent to make contact with him?"

Crowis didn't seem surprised by the news, and he asked.

"No news. ”

Cathery replied in a deep voice.

"It seems that the new wizard is very confident in his powers. ”

"Truly..."

A grim laugh interrupted Crowvis's speech, and everyone immediately turned their heads to look, but when they came into contact with those red and blood-like eyes, they immediately carefully retracted their gaze, as if they would be bitten by a poisonous snake if they looked at it more.

Duke Degar, the oldest vampire, is the only monster who has lived for centuries and the only one in Tiga who dares to speak out against Clauvis.

"I warned you when that man came to Tiga, that he was a very dangerous fellow, and that he would never be subservient, and that you did not listen, but let him grow and thrive here, and now that he is full-fledged, you still want to subdue him, and you are still trying to subdue him... Clauvis, have you lived all of your age to a dog?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and then lowered their heads deeply, the fight between the two grand dukes was definitely not something they could interfere in, so they had to look at their noses and noses, and pretend that they didn't hear anything.

A cold death aura erupted from the throne in an instant, blowing the black cloaks of those people under the steps into a hunting sound, and everyone could imagine the anger of Archduke Clauis now without looking.

But in just a moment, the terrifying coercion that enveloped the palace completely dissipated.

"It's not your turn to dictate my business. ”

Clauvis said calmly.

He knew that Degar was powerful, and he really didn't want to have a fierce conflict with the other party unless it was necessary, so although Degal provoked him in public many times, he finally chose to forbear.

Most importantly, he knew that Degar had long since lost interest in power, otherwise he would not have given up his kingdom for four centuries to join the world of the dead in Tiga.

Otherwise, with his character, even if Degar is strong, he will fight to kill him, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and his grasp of power will definitely not tolerate half a point of blasphemy.

But Sandru is different, he has clearly felt the inflated ambition of the other party, which is undoubtedly a huge threat to his current position.

Degar was right, he was really careless at the beginning, and he should have subdued or exterminated the other party while he was still weak, but now that Sandru has become a trend, it will undoubtedly be much more difficult to dominate him again.

But no matter how difficult it is, it is better to make amends than to let the sheep grow into tigers.

"Mordo!" Clauis called a name.

"Yes, sir. A corpse witch wearing an iron helmet with a few strands of white hair hanging haphazardly on an ugly face like a skeleton came out in response.

"Take your army and teach that little guy a lesson who is the true master of Tiga. ”

"As you wish. ”

Modo bowed, then walked backwards out of the Hall of Bones.

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