The two of you went back and forth for a long time, until Elena roared again.

"Okay! That's the end of the joke, let's talk about how to solve the problem between us!" Yang Fan looked at Chemir with a smile, and felt a little nostalgic in his heart.

Chemir was not very old when he turned into an undead, so he looked very young, although a little thin, but he could not hide the slightest immaturity. And after becoming a lich, he has been hiding in the swamp, without contact with people, and his long-term loneliness makes it easy for him to identify with Yang Fan.

And Yang Fan is not very old in his previous life or now, and after a mutual loss with Chemir, he can't help but think of his former college roommates.

Therefore, the two young people unconsciously became more intimate between some ridicule.

"Well, this is easy to do, since your territory is in the north of the swamp, then my undead subordinates will mainly develop to the south in the future, so that there should be no more swamp monsters to disturb your people. Chemir waved his hand and said indifferently: "But I'm curious, you're an angel and a dragon, and you're afraid of a few small swamp monsters?" The position we are in now is only the edge of the swamp, there shouldn't be too many high-level monsters!"

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "No way, there are still many low-level forces under him, as well as farmers who exploit resources, if you encounter ordinary low-level demonic beasts, it's nothing, but it's a little difficult to deal with medium-level demonic beasts of a large scale." ”

"I see, by the way, what is the matter with your claim that your territory is in the forest?" Chemir seemed to have a real tendency to turn into chatterbox, and the questions were one after another.

Yang Fan looked left and right, and saw that everyone seemed to be a little bored, so he waved his hand and asked them to rest on the spot, leaving only two angels and jade dragons by his side. Elena and Osser, on the other hand, were each assigned a griffin and were sent back to their respective territories by Yang Fan.

After sending off Elena, a chick surnamed Ge Eiger, Yang Fan came back to Chemir. "Your question is actually the same as the origin of my subordinates, it is a secret that belongs to me, but for the sake of your sincere answer to my question before, I will reveal a little! To put it simply, my subordinates are divided into many different races, including humans, elves, demons, and even undead like you. Each race has a different territory, and they are not mixed. ”

"What, how could this be. In that case, how big does your territory have to be to arrange so many races properly?, I'm afraid that the territory of an empire is not enough for your allocation!" Chemir was surprised.

Yang Fan shook his head, a meaningful smile on his face. "My territory is only the whole of the Great Wasteland, but the area around the Great Wasteland does not belong to any one country, or to humans. Therefore, as big as the Whispering Forest is, I can have as much room for development. And it seems like a swamp is pretty vast!"

"Wow! I thought you were really just here for those monsters who went to your territory to cause trouble, but it turns out that your ultimate goal is to march into the swamp!" Chemir was slightly annoyed.

Stretching out his hand, signaling Chemir to calm down, Yang Fan said: "You don't understand what I mean, I'll tell you clearly! I have six races under my command, and each race has a very complete strength system from low to high. That's why I'm going to build these six races in different places, and eventually develop them into six complete territories, understand?"

"I don't understand," Chemir shook his head honestly.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, sighed and said, "Okay! I'll take my undead clan as an example." My undead clan is divided into seven classes, from lowest to highest: skeletons, zombies, ghosts, vampires, ghouls, reapers, and bone dragons. Except for the lowest-level skeletons and zombies, which can only passively accept orders, the rest of the undead have their own consciousness, they are a complete race, so I will gather this race to develop in a specific territory, now I understand!"

"Uh, it's even more confusing, ghosts don't have attack power, do they?what are vampires?is a corpse witch???," Chemir asked, looking puzzled.

Feeling that no matter how much he said, it seemed useless, and Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little excited. "You don't have to understand this so clearly for the time being, I have an idea now, but I don't know if you agree with it. ”

"Do you want to arrange all of your undead clan into the swamp? will they clash with me? And can you guarantee that your undead won't compete with me for the corpse of the demonic beast?"

Yang Fan did have this idea when he first entered the swamp, but after seeing Chemir and knowing that he was a lich, he changed his previous plan.

"Before I say what I planned, I want to be sure of one thing. That is, do you still remember the hatred of the past, and whether you will still do your best to confront the Holy See of Light. ”

After Chemir lowered his head and pondered for a long time, a trace of tyrannical anger suddenly flashed on his face. "Of course, I still remember the hatred back then, and I even want to kill all the people in the Holy See of Light, but with my current strength alone, I can't defeat them, and maybe in another hundred years and a thousand years, I still won't be able to fight against them. ”

"You are wrong, there is an opportunity in front of you now, it depends on how you choose. The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled, and he looked at Chemir with a little deep meaning and said.

In fact, the Bright Holy See is also an obstacle for Yang Fan, because his cemetery camp is originally composed of undead, once the cemetery camp is established and known to the Bright Holy See, the two sides will definitely be in an endless situation, so his and Chemir's goals are actually the same.

"I know what you mean, judging by your previous reluctance to reveal your secrets and your attitude towards the Holy See of Light, you should have a lot of hole cards. Do you want me to obey you and use your power to fight against the Holy See of Light?" said Chemir lightly.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You are very smart, but you don't have to think so pessimistic, in fact, it is not considered to obey me, but because my secret is a little appalling, I have to be cautious, I will never present my secret in front of him if I am not my own person." ”

"Perhaps, no matter what your reason is, if you want me to submit, you must at least come up with some convincing evidence! If it is only with the two angels and dragons behind you, let alone against the Holy See of Light, even if I try my best, I can cripple them. Chemir spread his hands.

Yang Fan was still smiling, pointing to the angels and dragons and the priest behind him and said, "Most of these people were recruited by me within a week, not counting those with low-level strength, can you understand what this means?"