As soon as you step out of the festering crypt, it is as if you have crossed the border between black and white, and the whole world is lit up.

Of course, after adjusting to the bright environment, Rowe soon noticed that although the sun was hanging high above the sky, the entire area of the festering crypt of Sumenassas still felt gloomy.

It's like watching a movie with a dark and depressing style.

"Ah, it's the Land of the Dead, I like this kind of place, I like it very much. ”

Rowe did not tell the Murphy reciter, the ghost reciter of Musfaran, about the festering crypt of Sumenassas, but it is clear that Eloline Fisher had already made her own judgment about the Land of the Dead at the time of this place.

"This is the ulcering crypt of Sumenassas, it ......"

In order to give Ayrine Fisher, the former high-ringed black witch, a general understanding of the situation in the festering crypt of Sumenassas, Rowe told the information he had obtained through various channels.

Of course, Luo Wei didn't speak, but used the method of telepathy.

"My lord, your account gives me a strange feeling, and makes me feel as if I have heard of this place, or have been here at all. ”

After listening to Rowe's story, Aroline Fisher responded.

"Oh, are you sure?"

Rowe asked, of course he was interested in the situation, and if Aroline Fisher had a deep impression of the festering crypt of Sumenassas, then she would have provided some hidden information, wouldn't she?

"Nope. I can't be sure of my master. It's just a vague feeling. I tried to catch it. But it came and went like a fish, and I couldn't get the memories I wanted...... Perhaps it was because I had repented so long in the withering temple of the Lord that I had forgotten many important things. ”

Very Hexi, Aroline Fisher's answer, is not what Rowe wants to hear.

However, this answer of Aroline Fisher also reminded Luo Wei of another question: "Aroline-Fisher is ...... Well, ma'am, what era were you alive? Can you tell me a specific time? What about the Monastery of Musfaran?"

"In fact, I would like to ask you this question as well, my master. Aroline-Fisher floated in front of Rovi, and she looked at Rowe with almost transparent eyes glowing with a light green light: "Except for my name, except for the black magic that I once mastered in this black magic book, I can't think of any other identity and origin of me. You mean, I come from a monastery called Musfaran, and is it a place to serve the Lord of Decay, my master?"

"Obviously, I can't answer your question, but I may be able to find the answer from the books at hand, but it will take some time to dig through the materials. ”

Luo Wei made an apologetic gesture.

"Rovi. What are you doing, why don't you speak?"

Before Aroline Fisher responds to something. Catherway's voice came out, and she stared at Rowe and Aroline Fisher floating in front of Rovi with strange eyes.

"Oh, I'm communicating with Ms. Aroline-Fisher, the spiritual kind. ”

Luo Wei didn't hide it, although he only gave a very vague answer.

"My lord, though it is your freedom to call me however you want, I must warn you that it is rude to call an unmarried person a lady, so you may call me Aeloline. As if to prevent Rowe from disobeying his advice, Eloline Fisher quickly continued: "That way, you can complete your orders more quickly when something happens, don't you?"

"Well, I see, I'll call you Ayrine from now on. ”

Luo Wei was once again good, and this slightly intimate title was in line with his habits, after all, Aroline Fisher's identity was his undead servant, and this relationship was already quite intimate.

"Miss Aeloline, are you from the Babsta region? Listening to your accent, it seems that you are also from the North Babsta region, and I may be a bit rude to ask this question, but ...... Actually, I also lived in North Babusta when I was a child. ”

Obviously, Catherway didn't care too much about how Rowe called Aroilen Fisher, but about whether she had met someone from her hometown in another country.

"North Babusta?, the name is familiar to me, but I'm sorry - I'm afraid I will have to wait until I can recall my specific identity before I can answer your question. Probably thinking that Catherway was quite pleasing to the eye, Aroline Fisher replied in the softest voice for her, and asked, "By the way, I feel the breath of a ghost in you, are you also a ghost creature?

"Well, that's a really hard question to answer, and I can't figure it out. As for me, I did die once, and then Rovi and my favorite child, Evillio, didn't know what miraculous method was used to change me into what I am now. ”

Catherway tried to answer, but she didn't know the circumstances of her resurrection at all, so she could only reply in an apologetic tone.

"It's a secret. ”

Before Aroline Fisher opened her mouth to ask herself, Luo Wei used such a short sentence, Aroline Fisher's question that had not yet been asked.

Then, feeling that he had no questions to ask for the time being, Luo Wei simply jumped from the back of the mechanical Pegasus to the ground, leaving Catherway and Aroline, two former women, to slowly exchange topics between women that men would never understand.

Standing at the edge of the giant festering crypt that had once been the Elite Sunstone Mine, Luo Wei improvised the role of the traffic policeman directing traffic, directing his newly recruited cannon fodder zombie minions hanging at the back of the line, from a chaotic state of chaos to an orderly queue like a schoolboy.

Instead of returning to the ruins of the hill outpost, which was quite strategically located, Rovi took his cannon fodder undead minions. Driven into another festering crypt with a small opening. and left behind the supreme instructions that none of these cannon fodder undead minions should ever get out of the festering crypt.

Wait until you're done with this. Rovi made a big circle, walking backwards with the core corpse servants who ruined Miè's footprints, and the dog-headed spearman Langot Camacho, who always carried two clay plates as Catherway had ordered, and returned to the ruins of the hill outpost above the hill.

"Your Excellency Kel'thugad, where do you think these two clay plates are more appropriate?"

Although it is not too much of a burden to hold two ceramic plates, it is really not a problem to hold this kind of thing all the time, which makes the dog-headed spearman Grant Camacho pluck up the courage to ask.

In fact, the reason why Languet Camacho plucked up the courage to ask this sentence. He also had his little Jiujiu in his heart.

Languet Camacho tried to use this method to remind Rovi that he still has hard work, if not without credit.

So, please don't kill me, I'm still useful, it's really useful!

That's what Languet Camacho thought, and he was really worried that Rowe would kill him, after all, Rowe called himself a lich.

Rowe casually pointed to the campfire he had left in the morning, and instructed Langot Camacho to put the clay tablet down. Although both clay plates are defective and defective, they have been painstakingly carried out by Languet Camacho. I can't help but give people this face, and let people throw away as garbage.

Luo Wei's current idea is to re-make zuò, and strive to make one or two perfect quality magic array pottery plates.

Anyway, Rowe had time to do it now—before the mages who tried to enter the festering crypt of the mine, which was the underground palace of the last epoch, returned, Rovi had time to waste on it.

So soon, Rowe summoned his beautiful translator, Catherway, to his side, and conveyed his thoughts to the kobolds who were afraid that they would be killed because they were useless.

The matter of making the pottery plate of the magic array requires the cooperation of Langot Camacho, or as a coolie.

As soon as he heard that he had another job to do, Lange-Camacho, who was still trembling, was immediately relieved, and when Rowe said that he would be paid a gold coin for every day he worked for him, Lange-Camacho was even more relieved.

"Your Excellency Kel'thugad, according to your request that all the metal mixed in the dirt be removed, I need to gather all kinds of tools to make them, and I am afraid it will take a little time or two......"

For added peace of mind, Langot-Camacho asked.

"As long as you can get the purest powder, you can do what you want, and if you end up with the powder that meets my expectations, you will get an additional reward. ”

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and Rowe certainly wouldn't refuse this request from Languet Camacho, so he wrote so on paper.

"My master, why do you spend money to make something that is not very practical?"

As the latest addition, the ghost chanter of Musfaran, Arroline Fisher, was very puzzled by what Rowe was doing.

In Aroline-Fisher's opinion, drawing a magic circle is actually a very simple thing, and the earth is the best conductor for conducting magic, so why do such a thing that is sacrificed?

So instead of using this kind of thing to be opportunistic, it is better to practice magic diligently, try to speed up the hand speed and accuracy of drawing magic arrays, and try to understand the nature of magic to make spells instantaneous or even silent, right?

The foundation of the caster's life is never a mess of magic items, but the strength he possesses.

"You're wrong, Eloline, this thing is very useful, at least for me. ”

Luo Wei replied with a straight face, using the way of telepathy.

For Luo Wei, whether it is to enhance his own strength, or to buy or make zuò magic props, as long as he can improve his "personal overall strength", it is good.

It's like if a soldier with excellent combat skills fights with his bare hands, and encounters an equally good opponent who has a bunch of world-famous opponents, it is obvious that he will win and lose.

Weaponism is wrong, but isn't spiritualism equally problematic?

If there are big fish and big meat and aircraft cannons, what kind of millet plus rifle will the ghost insist on!

Of course, the above is just a metaphor, and Luo Wei did not tell this experience to Eloline Fisher, after all, this kind of theory is too transcendent in time and space, I am afraid that even if he explains the head of the way, Aroline Fisher, the former black witch of the eighth ring, will also listen to it and stare at it.

Eloline Fisher seemed to understand something, for he quickly took the initiative to ask, "Please let me help this kobold my master, I think I should be able to help a little." ”――

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Asking for a monthly pass, asking for a monthly pass, I really want more, although it is completely impossible to get the new book monthly pass award. (To be continued......)