"I can be sure of one thing," Don Quixote couldn't help but shudder after transferring himself to the South Pole through the Space Gate, "It's true that the South Pole is colder than the North Pole!"

Don Quixote, standing on top of a glacier, looked into the distance, and could faintly see the huge, deep crater, accompanied by the cold wind pressure, from time to time let out a terrible wail, as if a monster could devour everything at any time, "After so many years, this place has really not changed at all, it seems that sometimes, it is also a good choice to stay away from the world." Only a faint sigh of emotion from Don Quixote remained in the air, but his person was long gone.

Because he was already familiar with the road when he came over last time, Don Quixote did not walk the suffocating dungeon under the ground this time, but directly passed through the entire South Pole, and arrived at the mage tower in the center of the polar region that passed through the deep ice and the ground, and did not hide any breath, and it can even be said that he came with great fanfare, so when Don Quixote arrived at the mage tower full of bones, with the sound of bones rubbing, a gap leading to the inside of the mage tower was opened, of course, Don Quixote was not polite to this, and flew directly in。

"Crunch~Crunch~" The skeleton puppy named Gregory, who had been by Don Quixote's side for a long time, was on the other side of the gap, and saw that Don Quixote seemed to be a little extra kind, of course, the biggest role of this skeleton dog was to guide Don Quixote, "Is it going down?"

Led by the skeleton dog Gregory, Don Quixote rode on a suspended stone platform and slowly advanced towards the bottom of the Tower of Phosphorus Fire, "But that's right, the art of alchemy of corpses, no matter how she modifies it, still needs a place full of negative energy, but the place she chose does not have moonlight, but she doesn't know how to refine corpses?"

I don't know how long it has been, the stone platform has been descending, through the thick ice and frozen soil, through the city of the dead, in Don Quixote's opinion, the distance he fell is at least nearly a thousand meters deep, thinking about it, Fran Heath should be at the bottom of the Tower of Phosphorus Fire, but, thinking of this, Don Quixote couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and was willing to let himself come to the bottom of her mage tower, it seems that this woman has a good ** It's a great increase in strength, otherwise, she wouldn't do this kind of oolong thing after living for so long, as for another consideration, trust yourself, Don Quixote didn't even think about it, you know, he has met this necromancer two or three times in total, even if every time Don Quixote turns on the aura of affinity, there will be no such result.

"Crunch~squeak," Standing in front of a huge gate also made of bones, Gregory shouted a few times, the intertwined bones on the door were like human fingers, slowly opened, revealing a space about three people high, and before the door opened, there was a fierce aura that made Don Quixote feel a little suffocated, obviously, Fran Heath should have successfully modified his talent secret art, and found something to replace blood, otherwise, such a strong fierce aura, the number of people slaughtered may have been discovered by the temple or the true god, you must know such a strong ferocious auraThinking of this, Don Quixote took out a mask and put it on his mouth, filtering the choking smell in the air through the magic array above, and then walked inside.

The huge hall was wrapped in a large amount of ferocious aura, like a mist and illusory, to be exact, it was eerie and terrifying, because here, even the light could not penetrate, it was really hazy and abnormal, but the place where Don Quixote walked was still forced aside by his domain, revealing the ground like a pebble, but it was actually composed of the skulls of countless creatures, and there were dense fine lines on it, which looked a little familiar, plausible, and I thought that this was a magic circle exclusive to Fran Heath modified according to Don Quixote's talent spell.

"Your Excellency Fran Heat," after wandering around this underground palace for a while, Don Quixote was still a little confused, and he didn't want to take the initiative to use psionic energy to spy on other people's secrets, so as not to cause trouble, Don Quixote could only roar in a somewhat foul voice, "Where are you?"

"Huh," After a burst of laughter from the female surname, the fierce aura in the dungeon rushed towards the place where the sound came from like a long whale sucking water, and after a while, the entire dungeon became bright under the illumination of the phosphorus fire lamp overhead, although it was still a little dim, but it could also see the appearance of the entire dungeon, similar to Don Quixote's imagination, there were dense magic arrays everywhere, and there was also a device on the roof that could transfer the moonlight, but what Don Quixote didn't expect was that in the center of the dungeon, there was a huge dragon skeleton, fluttering its wings and flying high, lifelike, and most importantly, it seemsThe vast majority of the magic arrays were connected to the dragon's bones, "Long time no see, Lord Eagle Goodman. ”

"Long time no see," Don Quixote's gaze swept over the dragon's bones, and a coffin made of bones that stayed in the mouth of the dragon's skull, obviously the voice came from here, and from the sound, Don Quixote could already confirm that Fran Heath had made great progress in transforming herself, and it could even be said that her body should have been similar to that of a human, although using the opposition of the power of life, the power of death," Lady Fran Heath, but when did we become so close? you are willing to let me see the most important secret of the Tower of Phosphorus Fire, I think a big reason why you can become a pseudo-god is because of this skeleton, if this matter is known to the dragons, I'm afraid"

"Squeak~" The lid of the coffin made of bones was slowly opened with a grinding sound, and a thick and almost liquid ferocious aura came out of the coffin, but soon, these ferocious qi were swallowed up by the bones of the dragon, and seemed to be stored in the bones like basic elements, so that the whole skeleton became a little scarlet, and then, a hand slowly stretched out of the coffin, although it was far away, but Don Quixote still saw clearly, white, full of fingers, and smooth nails about two or three centimeters long, and then, the whole person, to be exact, the whole body sat up from the coffin。

The long hair that was tied together, the wide robe unique to necromancers, and a face that looked pretty good, not to mention the country and the city, but she was also a beautiful woman, "In the past," With a whoosh, Fran Heath jumped up from the coffin and landed not far from Don Quixote, the faint Don Quixote seemed to feel a burst of heat, of course not that kind of heat, no matter how beautiful Fran Heath is, she is also a corpse, a species completely opposite to humans, so it is impossible for Don Quixote to have even the slightest surname interest in her, the heat here is really hot, as if Fran Heath is a furnace," I might be scared, but now, now that I have the secret art I have exchanged with you, in fact, I don't rely on this mage tower so much that it doesn't matter if you see it, and as for the dragons, I guess you're not one to talk casually, especially if we have a mutually beneficial agreement between us. ”

"You're so pretty," said Don Quixote, after taking a closer look at Fran Heath, "and you're very similar to Paris, and it seems that you're doing well in the mystic." ”

"It's okay," even if it's Fran Heath, she is a woman after all, and women don't want to accept other people's praise, so there is a hint of smugness between her eyebrows, "At least the body is no longer as stiff as in the past, and the realm is progressing faster than I imagined, maybe it's the reason why my own strength is very high, but if I want to deduce this spell of yours to the extreme, I don't know how long it will take, I don't know what the purpose of your coming here this time is?" Are you planning to build a sky train? I've been waiting for you for years. ”

"Can we change places?" Although Don Quixote was somewhat interested in how Fran Heath modified his magic array, the fierce aura in the dungeon was too strong, the mask had exceeded its filtering limit, and for whatever reason, Fran Heath was unlikely to tell the secret, and Don Quixote was even less interested in staying here, "The smell here is really"

"Let's go to the top floor, the air there may be better," said Fran Heath, who casually swiped open a space door, obviously, although she is a zombie, she still retains the special surname that can use spells, after all, the alchemy of corpses is only strengthened by **.

Maybe it's been a long time since I've been to the top floor, this room with a view of the outside view from the outer wall is a little cold, especially when Fran Heath is here, the heat emanating from her body makes the window suddenly feel a little more gas, "I'm sorry, I don't have any other drinks here except blood." ”

"Thanks, I'm not thirsty, so, in fact, you still have to drink blood?"

"After pouring myself a glass of blood," Fran Heath said faintly, "this body is born with a body, although I don't need any nutrients from blood, but it is as if you humans want to drink water, it is necessary, what is the matter with coming to me?"

"Two things, the first thing, the matter of the sky train, because I have too many things on my body over the years, so it has been delayed until now, and recently I have taken care of all those things, so this plan can start at any time, and the second thing, I want to build an alchemy tower here with you that is similar to the structure of the sky city of the former Germanic Empire. ”

"I don't care why, and you don't need to say," Fran Heath wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his long nails, and the next moment, the blood boiled like boiling water, turning into a cloud of smoke, "I don't think you will have any interest in this barren land and the criminals, but you need to do something for me in exchange." ”

Don Quixote, who was leaning on the bench, did not expect Fran Heath to agree so happily, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and what this female zombie cannot do on her own, and it will not be easy, "If I can do it, I will do my best." ”

"You must be able to do it," Fran Heath shook the blood cup in his hand slightly. In order to avoid the use of a large amount of blood and cause the temple to chase and kill, I have no choice but to change the secret art, but I don't know if it is the reason why I changed the secret art, it seems that my body has lost its balance, and the result is that with the improvement of my strength, the fire magic array around me will not only appear uncontrollable, but even I myself will be burned, and it will become the same as before, or even worse!"

"So?" Don Quixote nodded slightly, and lit a cigarette for himself, which was similar to the legend, the drought had its own halo, and even burned itself, and it was in tatters all over his body, no human being, no ghost.

"I need a male surname to have sex with me, for a long time. ”

"cough~cough~coughcough" (to be continued.) )