Touching the "Necromancer's Stone" in his hand, Buffyment "snorted" dissatisfiedly and vented the resentment in his heart.

"That's the only reward. ”

After defeating the Dragon Legion, the Beast Lord immediately entered the creation experiment that originally belonged to the Worm Tyrant.

With his strength, he naturally cleared most of the area very easily, and received the reward - "Necromancer's Stone".

As long as he holds this magical artifact made by a legendary necromancer, even ordinary mortals can control the will of the vast majority of the dead and command countless undead creatures.

But for a demon lord, this reward is a bit frustrating, and it is even suspected of insulting the demon lord.

Will they be short of men?

Or are the undead more powerful than the Tanari army under the Demon Lord?

Obviously, this is not possible. Therefore, Buffett is very dissatisfied with this, and he believes that he has been targeted by Stim.

"The first time, I let go of the weak red dragon, and the second time, I was rewarded with this ......."

Buffyment, who was covered in a black mane, narrowed his blood-red eyes, "...... Anyway, when this game is over, we must talk about it and discuss the etiquette that should be done to the strong. ”

Thinking of this, although there was still a part of the Creation Laboratory that had not yet had time to be cleaned up, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Those places, all of which are the confines of the worm tyrant, are dangerous and cumbersome to clean.

The current Buffyment is just an incarnation of the Demon Lord, and he is not so big as to think that he is invincible.

Moreover, having received the "Necromancer's Stone", since he doesn't want to keep this reward, he might as well use it immediately.

The game has become a bit boring for him anyway, and it's a good idea to speed up his progress with the bonus spells.

"Give me an exchange," Buffyment's mouth curled up suddenly, communicating the exchange list issued to him by Stim, "Well, I want that Dorisson's graveyard." ”

"Ding!Redeeming 'Dorison's Necropolis' requires all the gold that the player has accumulated so far, so be sure to check carefully. ”

Of course, the Beast Monarch chose to confirm again, and at the same time he felt a little curiosity and schadenfreude......

As we all know, in the bottomless abyss, Yenogu, the king of the gnolls, and Buffyment, the king of the minotaurs, are fierce and undying rivals.

Dorrison is one of Yenogu's most important allies at the moment.

Not long ago—for demons—the hapless Ghoul King was forced to break away from Aukus, one of the Abyssal Triumvirate, and seek refuge in the relatively weak Jenogus.

At this time, because of Buffett's bad heart, the king of ghouls has one more embarrassing memory.

"Who dares to steal my graveyard!"

On the fourth hundred and twenty-first level of the abyss, in the palace of the Pale Realm, Doreson, who was sitting on his throne, roared loudly.

Just now, one of the only twenty-three necropolises he had disappeared without a trace.

You know, those necropolises are one of the main parts of his power, and they are used to produce powerful abyssal ghouls.

As a result, all Necropolises were laid with layers of lethal defenses by Doreson. However, in the face of a god who had access to the realm of trickery and stealing, his defenses were still a little weak.

But then again, what god needs a Necropolis?

Even if they were the gods of the realm of death, could they still covet the corpses of Doreson?

Naturally, the same is true of Stim, who has no interest in Doreson's necropolis at all.

It's just that gamers pay a lot of gold coins, and as the god of virtual games, he has to meet the players' exchange needs.

Of course, stealing from a demon lord (even the weakest kind) is not an easy task.

It took five calendar days for Doreson's necropolis to be moved to the Acid Mist Canyon plane and placed in front of Buffyment.

"Ding!" 'Dorisson's Necropolis has been successfully redeemed, please pay attention to check. ”

The sound of the prompt sounded in the ears of the Beast Monarch, and for the demons, a few days were like a white horse, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

He was now sitting on top of the Bull Demon Bonotaurs, checking his mount's recovery from his previous injuries.

Bonotaur regained his combat effectiveness, Dorison's necropolis was successfully exchanged, and the two good news were superimposed, which made Buffett's mood much better, "Hmph, this time it's pretty much the same." ”

He took out the "Necromancer's Stone", and knew how to use it when the Beast Monarch came into contact with this magical artifact.

Having fought with many undead powerhouses, he knew even more about the necromancer's "tricks" than the redemption instructions.

Holding the "Necromancer's Stone" in one hand, he clenched it with a little force, and the shell of this magical artifact cracked.

A stream of water carrying abundant negative energy erupted from his nose and washed onto the Necromancer's Stone.

Due to the similarity, the broken shell of this magical artifact was peeled off little by little and dissolved into the flow of water.

And then it washed away.

The runes that lingered with the aura of the spell appeared in Buffyment's palm, and just as it had a tendency to dissipate, it was stopped by his spell.

These spell runes are the core secrets of the legendary necromancer's control of the undead, and they are very troublesome to parse.

But Buffyment doesn't need to be like this, just like using software doesn't have to be able to program, he just wants to use the runes hidden in the "Necromancer's Stone" to summon the undead in the Necropolis more quickly.

Holding his hands together and bowing his head, Buffyment recounted his orders in detail to the spell runes in his palms.

"That should be fine. ”

The spell rune culture made a green drizzle, and was sprinkled by the Beast Monarch on the necropolis in front of him.

Feeling the call from the Necromancer's Stone, they know that the tranquility of the Necropolis has been shattered.

Tempted by the instinct to eat flesh and blood, they bent over and ran on the legs of what were once mortals.

The desire was so intense that they even lowered their heads between their bent legs and rushed straight forward.

The long tongue hung between the fangs, the filthy saliva ran down the chin and neck, the arms hung low, the joints dragged on the ground, and the fingers twitched with excitement......

But they didn't care in the slightest, because they were ghouls, and hungry ghouls were more likely to be enslaved.

"It's time to put the game to an end. ”

Buffyment stood up from the back of the Giant Demon, and in a rare whispered voice, he whispered a few incantations.

The ghouls who poured out of the Necropolis heard the summoner's "invitation" to point them to the Flesh Feast.

ps. The following does not count towards the word count

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