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He nodded at Shanya.

"On this matter, we will discuss it when your scouts come back, you go back to your territory first, and I will come down later. ”

Shanya suddenly raised her head slightly, looking up at the emperor.

"With all due respect, let the supreme witch king deign to descend to the lowest class, there has not been a case for thousands of years, and it is difficult for his subordinates to take it seriously, please take back your life. ”

Feeling the indiscriminity in the other party's tone, the emperor had a little headache, the original boss of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas was created based on the former members of the guild, and that person was also a very tenacious guy in the game, but whatever he decided, thousands of dragons couldn't pull it.

"Shanya, I am pleased with your piety, but have you considered it, with the Ring of Domination, you may be able to wander freely in the Great Tomb, but your tomb servants do not have such privileges, let alone creatures from the outside world, they will never be able to reach the tenth level, don't you understand?" the emperor said in a deep voice.

His words are well-founded, in the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, without the Domination Ring and the Supreme Ring, the low-level tomb servants cannot ascend to the highest level, after all, no game mob can enter the Valley of the Evil Dragon from the Novice Village.

But the class owners are different, their predecessors are guild members, they are not only the guardians of each layer of the dungeon, but also the managers of this class, just like the modern enterprises in the previous life, the general manager of the branch has to report to the board of directors at the end of the year, so they have the qualifications to step into the venue.

This is the setting of the Great Tomb, and although only the guild leader remains, the rules will not change.

"But......" Shania opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the emperor's raised hand.

"Needless to say, I just want to see the aborigines here, so why don't you have to stop such a trivial matter?"

The big hat was buttoned down, leaving Deshanya speechless, she was now guilty of both ends, and it was difficult for her to ride a tiger.

"You go first. ”

Seeing that the emperor waved her hand to send her back, Xia Niya had no choice but to accept the order, and she got up and retreated with a promise, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the ice-blue figure gradually disappear from his sight until he couldn't sense her breath at all.

"I shouldn't have let her see the clue from what I did just now, did I?" muttered the emperor.

He grabbed a cold hard object and glanced down at the hilt of an iron-gray sword.

"The Sword of the Ringing King. ”

Reciting the name of the evil sword engraved with strange inscriptions, the emperor's expression softened a lot, and he clenched the hilt of the sword to pick it up.

But no matter how much strength he used, the Ring Spirit King Sword still leaned stubbornly on the throne, like a child pestering his mother, and he would not move half an inch.

The emperor was helpless, this Ring Spirit King Sword was a stunning sword created by taking one arm and spending most of the guild's resources after the Great Tomb of Tumonsas killed the Dark King Sauron, and the wearing level given by the system was even higher than level 100, and there was a special restriction for the supreme, and its function The emperor had not excavated it until now, only knowing that it was a mysterious weapon whose attributes were unknown.

Perhaps because of the ban of the first level, the emperor's strength is also the same as Xia Ya, and it is suppressed at about level 50, and the emperor in this state is absolutely not qualified to be recognized by the Ring Spirit King Sword, of course, to put it bluntly, the level is too low to wear at all.

"It seems that we have to retrieve the Sword of Morgul, what is its special effect? create an army of the undead, or spawn an undead soul?"

The Emperor muttered and stood up, the Sword of Morgul was an item he got by chance when he was not yet developing, the level was not high, even a level 40 Ring Spirit could wear it, but the Emperor only had this weapon now.

"It seems that the sword of Morgul has been sealed in the Lich Temple by me, but I wonder if the grim gatekeeper has woken up, and if he doesn't, I probably won't be able to get in. ”

Slowly walking outside the hall, the emperor's tall back almost covered all the light, spreading the dark aura of this place to the extreme.

The first estate

In front of the tomb gate, Xia Niya held her crystal arms, the whole person was like an ice sculpture, the wind was jade, and the cold eyes like glass bottles stared closely at the tomb door covered by frost, as if waiting for something.

Beside her, there was a handsome dark elf, and when she looked up at Shanya, her lowered gaze seemed to hide a little intoxication.

"Lord Shanya, even if she returns to the state of ice and looks thousands of years younger, she is still so sultry and charming. ”

The elf muttered, an evil smile on his angular handsome face.

"Such a beautiful work of art can only be fully appreciated by the great Witch King and the discerning Franco, who is so-and-so. ”

"Ah, Frando is really the luckiest elf in the First Estate, not only did he witness the appearance of Lord Shanya a thousand years ago, but he also had the opportunity to meet the noble Lord of the Tomb, isn't this a birthday gift from the High of the Night to so-and-so?"

Just as he was intoxicated, Shanya's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Frando, get ready to work, the shadow is back. ”

Hearing this, Frando's eyes lit up, his body under the black robe trembled slightly, and his smooth palms were bruised by his fingernails.

He asked respectfully in a trembling voice, "Lord Shanya, do you mean that the supreme being in the Great Tomb of Thumunsas, Lord Witch King Angmar, is about to descend before me?"

Xia Niya turned her head, and her cold eyes seemed to reveal a sharp edge.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better keep your mouth shut, how can the name of that adult be called by the lowest-level tomb servant like you?"

"My subordinates are presumptuous, please forgive me. Frando knelt down and begged for mercy, but a smile of excitement was still on his lips.

"If you dare to commit it again in the future, even if your father intercedes, he will not be able to save your life. Shania said coldly.

After a warning, she looked ahead, and at this moment, the tomb door had been quietly opened for several feet, and the scene exposed in the crack of the door was not the green grassland of the outside world, but the endless darkness, like a bottomless wormhole full of unknown fear.

This is the prohibition that Xia Nia discovered, the dark darkness of the dark chamber is just the protective illusion of this prohibition, its magic circle is hidden inside the tomb door, but whenever a creature over level 50 takes a step, it will be strongly resisted by the magic circle, and even attract the energy in the trespasser's body to cause a backlash, which is very tricky.

But now, there was a fluctuation outside the tomb door, the darkness was violently distorted, and two figures, one large and one small, the former seemed to be dragged by the latter, and gradually walked towards the door.

The small figure was the scout sent by Shanya, an elf species, and the giant thing he pulled was actually the size of a tiger...... Mouse.

"See Lord Lord, Lord Frando. ”

The scout got down on one knee respectfully, and the rat-like monster was torn to the ground by him.

"This is the natives you caught outside? The Night Supreme is above, and I've never seen a rat that big. Frondo exclaimed.

"That's right, this is the most clever creature I've seen in the outside world, and the other shadows are still hunting similar creatures in the outside world. The scout nodded in response, for a subordinate tomb servant like him, Frando, the only son of the head of the four generals under the class lord Shania, was his boss, and he should be respected as well.

"Stop talking nonsense, use your innate abilities to decipher this disgusting beast, and make it disappear in the Great Grave as soon as you get useful news. Shania ordered.

"Do your bidding, Lord Shanya. ”

Frando bowed like a nobleman, and with a warm smile, looked at the rat subdued by the scout.

His eyes suddenly bloomed with luminous light, like an emerald-like aura, at this moment Frando, as if incarnated as the spokesperson of nature, living in harmony with all things in heaven and earth, under the gaze of these eyes, the originally frightened mouse suddenly quieted down, and the struggling limbs gradually relaxed as if they were dying, and looked at Frando in confusion.

"Tell me everything you know. Frando smiled charmingly and whispered to the mouse.

And the rat seemed to understand his words at this moment, and actually nodded at him.

The strange sight lasted for a full five minutes, and finally after the glint in Frando's eyes faded, the mouse returned to normal, but its body seemed to be a shell of its soul drained, and its pupils were completely dilated.

"I should have acquired most of its memories, but this poor mouse seems to be unable to withstand my mental strength and has been completely scrapped. Frando looked at Shania with a smile.

But in an instant, his face changed greatly, and the whole person seemed to be out of instinct, and he knelt down without saying a word, not daring to raise his head.

Because he felt an unprecedented dark aura, and he could have such a strong dark energy in the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, there was no doubt that such an existence could only be the only master in the Great Tomb.

"Humble Frando, I have seen the noble and powerful Supreme, our great leader, the supreme Witch King. ”

Shanya knelt before him, and the scout was already prostrate on the ground, and for the low-ranking elves of the Great Tomb, seeing the true face of the Witch King was almost equivalent to a capital crime.

The emperor's majestic figure appeared in front of everyone, still wearing a black linen robe, and there was nothing in the crown.

"Get up. ”

Shania calmly got up, but the other two did not dare to move, and the emperor ignored it, glancing at Frando.

"Possessing both charm and mind-reading, this is indeed comparable to the gifted language in the godless world, of course, it is still different in nature. ”

After the emperor groaned, he asked, "Your name is Frando, right? Tell me what you found from the demonic beasts outside?"

Frando trembled with excitement, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"So-and-so, no, lowly ......"

"Lift your head up. The Emperor interrupted his report.

Frando hurriedly looked up at the emperor, a hint of surprise on his wandering face.

But he didn't feel too much emotion, and directly recounted the information he had described: "From the brain of that mouse, the lowly obtains the memories of its life, but most of them are animal instincts such as predation and reproduction, and there is only one thing that the lowly office thinks should be paid attention to." ”

"What?" asked the Emperor.

Frando then replied: "This mouse has not walked much, but it seems to have been captured by humans for experiments, it used to be the size of a normal rat, but after the experiment, it has grown a hundred times, and it has not affected its mobility at all, and its strength is far beyond that of its kind." ”

"Most importantly, it vaguely remembers the appearance of the human who experimented with it, like an old man with black hair, often holding a cane, which should belong to a magical weapon or something, and sometimes cast all kinds of magic in front of it, and ...... Colorful smoke and explosions?"

Eventually, it was forced into a bottle of black liquid by the old man, and its size grew like a flood beast, but it was soon let go by him, and it returned to the land, the grassland full of demonic beasts. ”

Frando spat out the last word, and the emperor listening beside him did not react in particular, but only nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Frondo, you've done a good job, and you might make me think of you in my spare time. ”

This commendation made Francor almost suffocated, and he could be remembered by the Witch King, oh my God, how much shit did he step on today to get such luck? It seems that even if he doesn't report his father's name in the future, he can walk sideways in the first to third classes, with this sentence, who dares to stop him?

"I will defend my king forever with a weak body!" said Frando, who immediately swore allegiance and lowered his body.

The Emperor nodded, glancing back.

"And this scout, Shanya, promote him more in the future, and of course, if someone captures a magical beast carrying important information in the future, they can also get the same treatment. ”

"Yes! ”

Xia Niya coldly agreed, and the scout who knelt on the ground was even more excited, trembling and thanking him repeatedly, and his forehead was almost bleeding.

"You guys go on working, I'm wandering around the first level, and if you have any special information, send someone to find me. ”

Before the voice fell, the emperor had left his back, and in the snowy first class, it disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving Frando fascinated.

Out of the sight of his subordinates, the Emperor found a sparsely populated underground lake, leaning against a frost-covered dungeon wood, breathing one after another.

He couldn't see his face, but he looked very confused, like a child separated from his parents, anxious and flustered.

"Why, why is there a magician in this world, it's impossible, how can there be a magician in the Lingwu Continent!"

If Frando's information just now is true, the so-called old man with black hair is definitely a magician, and what kind of black liquid is that bottle, if he guessed correctly, it should be a bottle of potion, this old magician is also a pharmacist, oh my God, a crazy pharmacist who uses mice as giant potion test subjects!

Colorful smoke and explosions are simply the situation that only occurs when a pharmacist prepares a strong potion, damn it, there are still pharmacists in the Lingwu Continent!

"No, there are no magical elements in this world, according to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to become a magician, not even the lowest level of apprentices!"

"Am I dreaming? dreams can be so detailed!"

He kept denying it in disbelief, muttering madly.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind that he had previously denied.

"If my consciousness really occupies two bodies, and both are in different worlds......"

The emperor shook his head blankly, his heavy armor crushing the dwarf wood of the dungeon, and he fell to the ground weakly with the trunk of the tree.

Things were completely beyond his expectations, he didn't know what to do next, was he the young clan of the Lin family, or the Witch King of Angmar?

The emperor is finally terrified.