"This clay tablet is a little problematic as well, but it's much better than the previous ones, and it doesn't interfere with spellcasting very much. I think that basically in the short term, there will be no better magic array pottery plate than this one. ”

Catherway, who said this, refined the thirty-seventh piece of corpse servant that Luo Wei had made into a magic array pottery plate, and tested it with the unique bloodline ability of the Ansula people.

Compared to the previous ones, Catherway's evaluation this time is quite high.

But Rovi's reaction was not to grin or anything, but to force Catherway to feed a ball of undead soul fire prepared in advance without saying a word.

In order to assimilate this dead soul fire, Catherway had to "meditate cross-legged" for nearly half an hour.

"Another piece of the soul of a poor man. ”

When she finally opened her eyes again, the first thing Catherway said was this.

Luo Wei pursed his lips imperceptibly, indicating his normal reaction after hearing Catherway say the same thing for the 36th time—this must be the first thing Catherway said after she was able to speak again after each devouring the Soul Fire.

It's like, in Catherway's heart, all the guys who have become undead are pitiful, and it's just enough to hear this kind of thing once or twice, but thirty-six times in a row, everyone has to pout, right?

For the sake of his intimate relationship with Catherway, Luo Wei's slight pouting is already a face-saving one, of course...... With Luo Wei's current stiff zombie face, it was no less difficult to make an exaggerated pouting motion than it was for him to release a four-ring mage.

Speaking of which. In order to be able to use your muscles more flexibly. Rowe has also been quite diligent during this time.

The former spirit sunstone mine did not dare to go again. But after Rovi left Ayrine Fisher, who had direct psychic contact with him, to serve as a surveillance guard at the sentry tower, Rovi commanded all the other undead minions, and launched a massive sweep of corpse-destroying corpses by targeting those small festering crypts.

Basically, the zombies and skeletons that were deprived of soul fire by Luo Wei from morning to night every day, and then forcibly assimilated their souls by him, were not less than three digits.

It's strange to say. After seven days of such a sweep, Luo Wei was stunned that he had not encountered even one more peculiar devouring.

The only peculiar devouring came from the soul of the gang boss Averi House, the Iron Horse of Candia, the city of the mountains, which he had stored in the Sanerel Secret Gold Ring for more than a month.

All in all, Averi House is also the first golden-level soul fire that Rowe has devoured so far.

And in the soul of Averi-House, Rowe saw a teenager who practiced hard in order to gain the approval of his knight father.

This teenager is undoubtedly Averi House, who could well have become a knight of integrity. But just as he was persistently working towards this goal, his father, who was as tall as a mountain in his mind, fell. Died at the hands of a good friend.

"Be kind to the weak, fight against rape, ha, only the most stupid fool would believe in such frivolous things! But at least the life of yours fool will bring me a thousand gold gartons. ”

In the core memory of Averi House, the words of the friend who killed him are most vividly remembered.

You don't even have to guess to know that it must be these words, so that Averi House, who would have been an upright knight like his father, ended up being a gangster who ruled the entire underground power in Candia.

This reminded Luo Wei of the old saying - hateful people must have pity.

But in any case, now Averi House has returned to dust in his capacity as a pitiful but unforgivable gang leader.

Worshipping the dust and returning to the dust, Averi Haus "bequeathed", and Rovi's strength increased by leaps and bounds, directly crossing the bronze steps.

If you add the Emerald Armament, Lion's Fang, and Lion Rain Meteor Sword Technique, even if you don't use spells to fight, Luo Wei already has the strength to fight most silver-tier sword wielders.

Of course, unless it is absolutely necessary, Luo Wei will never fight anyone in close combat, even if he is now a deadly zombie with only his head left.

Now Luo Wei resolutely refuses to admit that he is a magical magic swordsman, and he is very modest to think that he is just a pure spellcaster, as for swordsmanship...... Ah, that's just a dance technique that I usually use to refresh my muscles and bones.

The so-called people are floating in the rivers and lakes who can not be stabbed, so how to prepare some unknown killer weapons early?

In the past, Luo Wei didn't have time to think about this question, but since he came to the festering crypt of Sumenas, he didn't need to sleep at all after a long night, and he had too much effort to ponder these things.

It is precisely because of the same reason that Luo Wei was able to do the above two things at the same time, and continue to burn the pottery plate that the corpse servant refined into a magic array.

After making a bunch of failed products in a row, he finally stumbled and upgraded his magic array drawing skills to Luo Wei, who can make perfect water products, and finally produced the 37th magic array pottery plate that reached the level of being usable under Catherway's quality inspection.

Of course, with the same skill upgrade as Rowe, there is also the kobold Lambert Camacho, who has been grinding soil powder for seven days in a row.

Under the tutelage of Aroline Fisher, who exploited the ghost chanter of Musfaran, the kobold Lambert Camacho mastered how to grind and sift the powder, so that the resulting powder contained as few metallic impurities as possible.

In Luo Wei's opinion, Eloline Fisher's method is not too difficult, because the core steps are nothing more than magnet adsorption, water washing and precipitation.

Although after a few days of heavy work, the dog-headed spearman Lambert Camacho lost a lot of weight compared to Huanghua, but the harvest was quite satisfactory to him, and another hundred gold coins became his net income.

It's really ...... to be friends with local tyrants That's great!

Today. In Lambert Camacho's heart. This one of Rowe is not very merciful, though. But a generous and well-spoken lich is a wealthy man.

Lambert Camacho even thinks that if he can hang out with Rowe for a month, then he can go back to his hometown in style and marry the big sister next door that he has dreamed of for many years.

From a very young age, Lambert Camacho has had a soft spot for the big sister next door, and even the most important motivation for him to go out and be a mercenary is actually for the big sister next door.

Lambert Camacho. He has always been dismissive of the little girls who are younger than himself, and he feels that only the mature and gentle big sister next door is the most in line with the requirements of a good woman and a good wife in his heart.

As for the age gap, the age gap is less than twenty years, what is the big deal?

But after coming out for all these years, although he has experienced a lot of dangerous things, Lambert Camacho has never been able to save much money, if it weren't for the local tyrant who spends a lot of money on Rowe, Lambert Camacho's total assets are only 30 gold fries.

Because there is no money, Lambert Camacho can only do the most untechnological. The spearmen with the worst equipment.

Because he is a spearman, Lambert Camacho is even less profitable.

This vicious circle. Always surrounded by Lambert Camacho, even if he believes in Lady Luck, he can't make any changes in his life.

"Ah, thank you to Lady Luck for sending Lord Kel'thugad to my most difficult moment!"

After receiving fifty gold coins generously from the local tyrant Lowe for the success of the thirty-seventh clay tablet, Lambert Camacho, whose belt was getting wider but his purse was fuller, once again silently prayed to the great goddess of luck in his heart.

"Sue him, the grinding of the powder is over. ”

Generously rewarded Lambert Camacho by writing this text on a notepad for Catherway to help paraphrase.

"Mr. Lambert-Camacho, Kel'thugad, he told me to tell you that from now on you will not have to continue to be forced to do this dirty and messy job. You are a good person with a great sense of responsibility and enthusiasm for work, so we would like to express our gratitude and gratitude for your hard work and serious work in these few days. ”

Catherway paraphrased it.

"Huh, no need to grind the powder?"

The kobold spearman who was still silently thinking about the goddess of luck praying and thanking him suddenly fell into a huge panic and uneasiness when he heard this.

Why don't you use grinding powder? Why don't you suddenly use it?

If I don't use grinding powder, doesn't it mean that my savings are meaningless? Doesn't it mean that I can no longer get the reward in gold coins from the hands of the local tyrant and lich in front of me?!

I haven't earned enough money to go back to my hometown and marry the big sister next door!

Lambert Camacho felt that he had just knocked on the door of heaven, but before he could see the beauty of heaven, he fell directly into the abyss of misery.

No, even if it is...... Even if I have kobold blood in my veins, this time I will definitely not be as obedient as before, and I will express my pursuit of a better life!

And most importantly, Kel'thugad, the venerable Lich, is not as wicked and unreasonable as the legendary Lich, and he can even be described as benevolent.

"Dear Lord Kel'thugad, I—What else can I offer you?"

So, the dog-headed spearman who mustered up his courage, asked the weak.

"Huh?"

Luo Wei was a little strange, although he knew about the existence of Stockholm syndrome, but he really didn't expect the dog-headed spearman Langott Camacho's Stockholm syndrome to be so severe.

"Dear Lord Kel'thugad, I swear I'm serious, and I'm really not useless. I know you're here patiently waiting for the magicians to come back, and I can help! Really! You know, half of my blood comes from kobolds, so I can smell anyone familiar from outside of my field of vision if the wind is down!"

To say that Lange-Camacho, who mustered up the courage to try to find a second job from Rowe, in order to be able to get a new job, he can be regarded as fully using his brain, desperately trying to find an opportunity to get a job from the conditions he has.

So Langot Camacho succeeded, because his above words really succeeded in impressing Rowe.

"Catherway, help me to ask him carefully to see if he really has the keen sense of smell of a beagle. ”

Because he was interested enough, Rowe swiped in his notebook and wrote that if Langot Camacho's nose was really as sharp as that of a hound, then Rowe would really give this kobold a new job.

The ruins of the sentry on the hill, because of the location, are exactly in the direction where the wind is blowing, and if people outside want to enter the area of the festering crypt of Sumenas, the smell on their bodies will not waft over, it will not work.

However, before Catherway could start to help Rowe start questioning, the voice of Ayrine Fisher, who was stationed in the ruins of the sentry post by Rowe, sounded in Rowe's head-

"My lord, the fellows you've been waiting for seem to have finally arrived, I see ...... Two sentinels who came to explore the way. (To be continued......)