"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question, it's my secret, you just need to know that these angels have nothing to do with the Holy See of Light. Yang Fan shook his head and said.

The black-robed lich lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Well, since it's your secret, I won't be strong." So, for the sake of fairness, I'll tell you the answer you want to know!"

"First of all, I can't communicate with the Grim Reaper, it's just a legend. Secondly, if there is a god in this world, I don't know, at least I haven't seen it with my own eyes, if you want to say that angels are also gods, then you have two of them. ”

"As for the question you asked later, I will answer it in the form of a self-introduction! My name is Chemir, Gwana, the son of the master of the Great Wasteland 200 years ago, and for some reason my family and the king formed a feud, and then the king united with the Holy See of Light to destroy me. I was mortally wounded in that battle, so I took the initiative to ask two of my clan worshippers to set up a lich transformation formation for me, and when I woke up, I was already hidden in the secret passage, and my clan was long gone. ”

Quietly listening to him talk about his life experience in a low tone, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic. "I see, I had suspected that these undead spirits were related to the two necromancers 200 years ago, and now it seems that although I didn't guess correctly, it is not far off. ”

"How did you hear about those two necromancers?" there shouldn't be many people on the continent who know about them now!" the black-robed lich asked curiously.

Yang Fan recounted the notes he found in the mine and said, "It stands to reason that the Bright Sect is so hostile to the undead lineage, you should also understand, why did you let those two undead gods appear in front of the world?

The black-robed lich shook his head and looked up in the direction of the Great Wasteland. "A thousand years ago, the land was ruled by many small nations, each of which wanted to annex the others, so there were constant wars. At that time, there was a patriarch of a large family, and there were many powerful men and people under his command, and he organized a rebellion to overthrow his king because he had pity for the civilians whose families had been ruined by the war. ”

After that, he began to use his powerful men to fight everywhere, hoping to unify all the small countries to quell the war. My grandfather joined his team with a dream of being a patriarch, and after decades of war, the patriarch realized his original dream, and my grandfather and one of his brothers became the founding heroes. ”

"However, no one knows that the reason why the patriarch has so many troops to fight constantly is all due to the credit of my grandfather and his brother, because they are necromancers. In each battle, my grandfather used necromancy to keep some of the captives under control and make them loyal to the patriarch, so that after each battle his soldiers did not decrease, but increased. ”

"After the war, the patriarch became king, and my grandfather and his brother were made hereditary dukes. This was a happy ending, but the king himself didn't have much strength, so his lifespan was much less than that of a saint-level or god-level master, but he died after just a hundred years. ”

"In this way, the old king died and the new king was crowned, and over several generations, my grandfathers became stronger and stronger, and finally cultivated to the god level. This would be a good thing for a country, but just 200 years ago, that bastard new emperor was worried that my family was too powerful and wanted to get rid of us, so he took the opportunity of my mother's visit to the royal city to take my mother hostage in the royal city, and threatened us to swear blood and swear eternal allegiance to the royal family. ”

"My father didn't agree because he took care of the whole family, and the new emperor was also afraid of the strength of our family, so he could only imprison my mother all the time, and he didn't dare to force him too much. However, as time passed, the contradictions between us and the royal family deepened, and eventually the two sides clashed. ”

"What the new emperor didn't expect was that our family's strength at that time was no weaker than that of the entire empire, so we won several battles in a row. Seeing that there was nothing he could do with us, and he was worried about his own throne, the new emperor told the Holy See of Light the secret that the royal family had kept for nearly a thousand years, so my grandfather's identity as a necromancer was exposed, and our family was destroyed. ”

Quietly listening to Chemir's speech, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. The rise and development of every country or family is bound to go through many twists and turns, but what remains unchanged is that no country or family can be strong forever.

"In this way, the king should rest easy after your family is destroyed, why did this country fall apart with your family 200 years ago!"

Chemir suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "Do you think the Holy See of Light will allow an imperial family that has harbored two Necromancy Gods for nearly a thousand years to continue to exist? Moreover, although the Holy See of Light is powerful, we are not soft persimmons, and we will at least have to pay a certain price to destroy us." ”

Yang Fan suddenly realized, it was obvious that the Bright Sect had suffered a lot of losses at the hands of Chemir's family, and because the royal family had protected them for so long, the Bright Sect had blamed the royal family afterwards, so the entire country would be divided again.

In a short period of time, it can wipe out the royal family of a huge empire and split the entire empire, so you can imagine how powerful the Holy See of Light is.

"Hey, I said you're all done, whether you fight or not, if you don't, I'll go back, and if you want to fight, hurry up. Elena, who had been silent, suddenly said loudly.

Hearing this, Yang Fan and Chemir were stunned at the same time, then glanced at each other and smiled tacitly.

"That, I heard that necromancers are a little psychopathic, and they want to kill people when they see them, I don't know if it's true?" Yang Fan said jokingly.

Chemir's figure was slightly crooked, and he said angrily: "These are all used by the Bright Sect to fool the world! If you want to say that there is a psychological problem, it is also because the Bright Sect is constantly suppressing us, so that we can't communicate with people, so we are a little withdrawn, really to say that the undead are much simpler than humans." ”

"That's right, if I were a necromancer, I would probably have some psychological problems after hiding it for a hundred years, no wonder you are so talkative" Yang Fan nodded in understanding.

Chemir gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Where am I talking, I am answering your question whether it is good or not, but you are so gossip like a gossip, and you even want to inquire whether the god of death is a man or a woman." ”

"Cut, it's obvious that you are talking nonsense, and you have told a lot of history crookedly, so you just say that your family and the royal family have a conflict, and you gather people to fight in groups. If the royal family loses the battle, find the police to destroy you, isn't it over?" Yang Fan stepped forward and pointed at Chemir and retorted.

"It's because you're a gossip man who wants to ask so much detail that I said in such detail, and is that what we call a group fight? Have you seen hundreds of thousands of people fight in groups?