It took Luo Wei a little time to paint the Undead Sacrifice Array, because he needed to find a suitable location for painting the magic circle first.

Referring to the experience of the previous time, Luo Wei carefully selected seven of the undead who were originally intended to be used as cannon fodder after entering the festering crypt, and the strength was quite good, so these seven chosen ones were quickly driven into the various nodes of the undead sacrifice array.

And then, naturally, it is the same sacrificial steps as last time, although Luo Wei's own strength is much stronger than when he was in the Nethre Mining Village, but the struggle and resistance of the seven sacrificed undead when they were sacrificed made Luo Wei have a headache for a long time.

Rowe felt that he finally understood why the undead sacrifice had to be performed only once every three months.

If it is a living person, if there is no time interval limit for the sacrifice of the undead, then I am afraid that a large number of necromancers will have the same headache as Cao Apu, so that they can't find medicine and have to let Hua Tuo cut open their brains, right? It is said that it is to commemorate Cao Apu, there is a divine comedy that begins with "medicine, medicine, cut the brain", of course, this is all before Luo Wei crossed, and I will not mention it here......

Luo Wei's expectations for sacrificing the Die Bone Card Die Again were not quite high, but the Die of the Bone Card ...... Sure enough, it really didn't show up.

The second bone card that appears in Rovi's hand has a very, very virtual light white female shadow drawn on it, and in front of the shadow is a black magic book floating in front of it.

Like the Mortal Body, in the center of the lower part of the card, there is a blood-red flower font in the lingua franca of Aitern. Write the name of the bone card and a brief description of its effects.

—The Ghost Chanter of Musfaran

- Musfaran. Chant my name as a holy monastery of darkness. Witches who are not religious enough will turn into ghost reciters to atone for their ungodly sins by fighting for you.

If you only look at the patterns on the cards, then Luo Wei basically doesn't understand anything, and after reading the two rows of introductory text below the bone cards, Luo Wei generally knows what this bone card called Musfaran Ghost Chanter is.

If I'm not mistaken, after using this bone card called Murphyran Ghost Chanter. It should be possible to summon a name called "The Ghost Chanter of Musfaran" drawn on the card.

To put it more simply, it is to be able to obtain a ghost form and an undead minion that can cast spells.

But whether this is the case or not, then we have to try it, no one can corrupt the lord of the high, the high god, and occasionally trick the mortals who are interested in tricks, right?

Therefore, Rowe quickly crushed the bone card "Ghost Chanter of Musfaran" in the same way as he used the Mortal Body.

Almost at the same time as the bone card shattered, a very, very virtual light white female shadow gradually took shape in front of Luo Wei.

When the phantom was fully formed, Rowe sensed that a new soulfire connection had quietly appeared in his soul fire—the same kind as the other undead minions.

"My master, my master. Aroline Fisher swears by her real name, and she swears to uphold the will of the Lord of Decay. Fight for you. ”

The fully formed ghost said to Rowe with a cold rustling sound like a north wind blowing through the dead trees.

However, the self-proclaimed Eloline Fisher's Murphyran ghost chanter did not speak in a voice that everyone could hear, but directly used the method of telepathic communication.

And this kind of psychic communication, at least Rowe has been communicated like this a few times by Evillio so far.

"Aroline Fisher?"

Luo Wei tried to send a message to the past in his heart.

"What do you command, my master?"

In an instant, the ghost chanter of Musfaran sent a message back.

This answer made Luo Wei's mood suddenly become very good, because for him, it meant that there was another person to communicate with, of course, while being happy, Luo Wei was more concerned about another question: "How many rings are you a spellcaster?"

"Before I died, I was the Black Witch of the Eight Rings, and now ......," Eloline Fisher, the ghost chanter of Musfaran, replied directly in Rowe's mind in her eerie voice, "There are probably only about three rings left, but as long as I am given enough dark magic, I can gradually regain my fù." ”

An undead servant of the Black Witch who has the current strength of the third ring and can eventually grow into the eighth ring?!

At this moment, Luo Wei's mood was called a beauty, and he felt that he had completely earned this trip.

"My master, what the hell is this place, why do I feel that there are several undead lord-level powerful dark creatures?Ah, one of them seems to have far surpassed the ordinary undead lord, it is a powerful being who has already touched some kind of law of death!" Before Luo Wei could say anything, Eloline Fisher, the ghost chanter of Musfaran, said with a hint of warning: " My master, it seems that your caster's ring level has not yet exceeded the third ring, this place is too dangerous for you, and you better leave here immediately. ”

How many powerful dark creatures of the Undead Lord tier?

And one of them has even touched the law of death?

I'll go, this festering crypt is even more dangerous than I thought!

Rowe didn't even have the time to ask why Eloline Fisher was able to understand the situation so clearly, so he picked up Catherway, who didn't know the truth, jumped on the mechanical Pegasus and turned around and retreated.

Of course, as for the two magic array pottery plates of a real nature, since they are both defective products with problems, then Luo Wei can't care about it.

"Mr. Languet Camacho, we have to get back to the ground first, and you can go with you. The two clay plates on the ground are bothersome for you to carry, please take good care of them. ”

Catherway, who didn't know what Rowe was thinking, was very careful to tell the kobold.

The poor kobold spearman dared to disobey Catherway's will, so he hurriedly picked up the two clay plates, and then carefully held his legs to chase Rovi's mechanical pegasus as if he were holding two large pieces of gems.

It's about Luo Wei's storage zài. It's not worth the attention of the undead lords. His team retreated all the way back to the ground. None of them were attacked too strongly.

The only threat that is called is that the head also includes the zombie cave tiger with the habit of keeping it in front of it, and after sneaking closer, it blitzes and tries to attack the dog-headed gunner Langot Camacho.

But Langot-Camacho didn't lose a single hair in the end, because the zombie cave tiger had just swooped out in the air when the sound of the pages turning was heard at the same time.

Floating in mid-air like a large kite, following behind the mechanical Pegasus Rovi was riding, the ghost chanter of Musfaran Eroline Fisher, somehow turned towards Langot Camacho, and a black magic book appeared out of thin air in front of her.

"It's light. But it emerged from the shadows, and the smell of death was noisy all around it. ”

For the first time, the voice of Eloline Fisher rang in everyone's ears, and she recited a passage in a voice like a winter wind, not knowing exactly from the scripture.

But the effect of this short piece of text is obvious, more than ten shadow arrows appeared out of thin air, directly shooting the huge head of the zombie cave tiger!

"Orc, you are too weak, your storage will only disgrace the master. So, it's better than the next time something like this happens. I won't save you again. If you die, I'll take your stupid soul. As a tonic for my strength. ”

Before the kobold could thank him, the ghost reciter of Musfarin, Aroline Fisher, used unceremonious words to put all the words of thanks that Langot Fisher wanted to say back into his stomach.

This time, Aroline Fisher still didn't whisper again, but spoke in a voice that everyone could hear.

This sound, like a winter wind, made the air around Lambert Camacho seem to drop by several degrees in an instant.

"I—I'm ......," the poor kobold snorted several times in frustration before he finally spoke, "I'm not an orc, I'm just a half-blood." ”

"Hah, isn't the blood in your body the blood of the kobolds who belong to the orcs? They all have a dog's head on their heads, and they don't admit that they are orcs, which seems to be no different from the Munk orcs who say that others are monkeys even though they are hairy. Well, by the way, your golden retriever is very colorful, which reminds me of the Chow Chow Deer Hound I once raised. ”

Contrary to the humility of speaking to Rowe, in the face of the self-defense of the kobold languiner Langert Camacho, the ghost chanter of Musfaran uses a rather caustic barrage of language that almost gives birth to the idea of suicide by jumping off a cliff.

"Well, Miss Ayrine-Fisher, Camacho is not my servant, he is just a guide I have hired. ”

Before the poor kobold kills himself, Rovi's angelic voice saves Langot Camacho.

"Is it just a guide?" Eloline Fisher, the ghost chanter of Musfaran, stared at Langot Camacho again before nodding and saying, "Orc, I want to apologize to you, you are barely qualified as a guide. ”

Is it just barely qualified......

I was despised and despised by a mean ghost who came out of nowhere and saved my life!

The poor kobold wanted to burst into tears, and after taking a deep breath, he ran to the front - damn it, I had to prove that I was actually a very, very competent guide!

At this moment, Lambert Camacho, who had vowed to preserve his last dignity, had completely forgotten that he was actually just a captive of Rowe, and had completely regarded himself as a guide hired by Rowe.

But then again, from the moment Languet Camacho accepted the gold coin from Rowe in a coerced state, he was really doing a promising job as a guide.

"Mr. Languet Camacho, you can't be driven crazy, right?"

Looking down at the kobold spearmen who were holding torches and flying past the mechanical pegasus, Catherway whispered in Rowe's ear. Catherway feels good about Languet Camacho, a kobold spearman, because Languet Camacho is obedient enough.

"Don't worry, he just needs to vent his feelings, trust me – our Mr. Languet Camacho is actually a very smart guy. ”

Rowe's notepad wrote that Rowe also watched Languet Camacho's every move, so he knew very well that if the way back had not been swept away, and there was basically no danger, Languet Camacho, the dog head, would never have made such a risky move even if he died.

Don't you see, when going deeper, Languet Camacho has always shrunk behind Tyrant, the Black Butcher?

"Sue him, my promise of a guide's reward is still valid, because we'll be back again after a few days of resting back on the surface. ”

Rowe continued on his notepad –

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