Three basement floors.

The vast hall of the tomb has been filled with the spirits of the undead on the first to third floors of the basement.

The skeleton soldiers on the first basement floor, the spirit binders and the corpse soldiers in the tomb on the second basement floor gathered on the third basement floor, blocking the entire tomb passage.

The big skeleton finally used his hole cards.

They use skeleton soldiers and skeleton dogs as aggregate to fill their wounds.

Scoop up a handful of skeletons and shove them into the hole in his chest, and the injuries caused by the bee pulp bomb will heal quickly.

The ribs are reborn, the spine is repaired, and the leg bones are re-strengthened.

Not only that, but the Skeleton Soldier and Skeleton Dog are also used as "blue bottles".

The large skeleton aimed at the positions of the Imperial army and fired several "death pulses" in succession, squandering its own death energy.

When their energy bottomed out, they scooped up the skeletons, stuffed them into their mouths, and in a few bites, they ate the shattered bones into their stomachs along with the skeleton's soul.

The death energy that had just bottomed out immediately recovered, and several "death pulses" were thrown out.

If it weren't for the installation of several layers of thick steel plates on the ramparts of the Serre army, this "death pulse" after "death pulse" would have swept through the entire army.

The scene was crowded with undead, but instead of gaining the upper hand, the Necronomicon side was crushed by the well-equipped Imperial army.

Bee pulp bullets, high liquid flamethrowers, bee pulp howitzers fired from fixed turrets, powerful lightning spores that spray lightning beams, etc., these powerful military weapons can keep the undead out of the front line, and as many undead as they come.

The "Fist of the Empire" even beat the undead violently.

"Is that all you can do? Crumbs! ”

A huge figure descended from the sky.

The soles of his feet, which were more than half a meter wide, easily crushed skeleton soldiers and walking corpses, and carrion splattered and bone chips flowed everywhere.

Giant powersaws spewing red flames streaked across the sea of the undead, spilling patches of red-hot lava.

The fiery serrated blades sizzled, and after slicing through the enemy, the heat on the blades melted the entire wreckage.

In the face of the large skeleton that sprayed the "Death Pulse", the huge figure did not dodge or dodge, and rushed head-on, running wildly against the black lightning.

Giant power saws slash from bottom to top, sputtering countless sparks and slicing through the large skeleton.

The spark flew into the body of the stone mound bound spirit that passed by, and the evil spirit suddenly dissolved like a piece of cotton on fire, and died in a terrible wail.

"Phew! Too weak, too weak! What are you trying to do when you call the spirits of the three floors here? Serve me food!? Get some real skills, crumbs! I'm getting tired of it! ”

Lieutenant Terrey transforms into the "Fist of the Empire" and wields his giant power saw, rampage across the battlefield, sweeping through large swaths of the undead, as if completely unaffected by the "Sensory Obstruction".

"Thére, your time of death has come!" There was a clamor from the direction of the stairwell.

Two Death Society Assassins carry metal crates to the third basement level.

They put the metal box on the ground, one with a dagger that gouged out his heart, and the other with a dagger that cut off his head, and laughed wildly.

"Death, Thére! We've brought the bone-grub wand! It's enough to drive all the undead mad, and you'll feel the pain of the elephant being eaten by ants! Your little finger bone belongs to us to die! ”

"That's right! That's right! Die, Serre! ... Canary, canary, come out and open the box! Hurry up! ”

"What bullshit bone-grafting wand? What are you two yelling about? ”

Thére stomped the ground, crushing the undead beneath his feet, leaping high and landing heavily in front of the two Death Society Assassins.

Terré's giant face was oppressive, hovering above the Death Society Assassin, staring intently at the metal box in front of them.

"What's in there? Elderberry wand? Could it be a magic item researched by the Death Society? It's really a bunch of idle guys who have nothing to do, and they study this crooked way all day long. ”

Thére raised his hand into a fist and smashed it down, hitting the metal box with a thud.

The metal box did not move, responding to the fist with silence and hardness.

Surprise flashed in Seret's eyes, and the soldiers next to him were also amazed.

The metal box looked ordinary, blocking an iron fist from Lieutenant Thure in his giant form.

The two Death Society Assassins were made into a cold sweat by Serre's actions, and hurriedly shouted anxiously:

"Canary! Canary! Come out! ”

"Pym, you bastard, don't hide! Come and open the box! ”

"What does this have to do with Pym?" Lieutenant Serre turned his head to look at a tent in the forward position, but received no response.

"It's really an inexplicable assassination, what are you doing when you die?" Unbeknownst to him, Thray flicked his fist and smashed the two Death Assassins into pulp.

He ordered two soldiers and told them to carry the metal boxes to the tent.

The soldier lifted the metal box, stepped into the tent, and lowered the box in front of the screen.

A soft sigh rang out in the tent.

The metal box was invisibly pulled into the air, smoothly bypassing the screen, and landing on the conference table inside the tent.

Murfia looked at the metal box in front of her, and her beautiful face was both happy and regretful.

She turned her head to look at the figure at the table.

"It seems that the Death Council did not know that Pym was dead, otherwise it would have made the Assassins stop. Merster, did you suppress the news of Pym's death? ”

"Yes, Murphy. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here myself. The figure nodded faintly.

The figure, known as Merst, wears a silver mask that obscures his face, and a black cloak that covers his body and most of his face.

There was not the slightest slit in the silver mask, not even the breathing holes and the observation holes in the eyes, which completely obscured the person's appearance.

His voice was relatively immature, and he didn't sound very old.

Murfia stared at the metal box and said:

"You're right, Merst. After Pym's death, no one could use the bone-gling wand. The plan to assassinate Seret by dying naturally fell through. But I couldn't figure out why this guy Pym suddenly appeared on the third basement floor, and happened to be bumped into by me. ”

Merst was silent for a moment, motionless, and after about half a minute, he spoke.

"Murphy, what is your impression of the Sinner Leno Jarvis?"

"Hmm... Standard imperial scholar, qualified teaching assistant in historiography, courageous imperial man. Here's how I see it. ”

"I think I can add another one." Merst pauses for half a second:

"For example, the wise man who forbears."

Murphy frowned slightly, a little puzzled:

"A wise man of forbearance? Forbearance is true. If I had experienced him, I would have been carried away by revenge. He did learn a lot, but he wasn't a wise man. ”

Merst shook his head slightly:

"A true wise man knows how to hide himself. They're more inclined to control everything behind the scenes, rather than staying on stage like Serre. ”

Murphy smiled lightly, "Are you talking about yourself?" ”

"Hey, let's just think I'm boasting."

Merst smiled and said:

"Alright, Murphy. Since the assassins of Serre are all dead, it's time for me to let the MI2 soldiers go back. ”

"What about this metal box? Do you want to leave the bone-grafting wand here? Murfia asked.

"Yes, stay here. Precisely, I want you to take it with you, wander outside the Legion fortress, do not enter the Legion fortress, and do not give it to any member of MI2. If you can, I'd like to ask you to try it and see if you can destroy the wand. ”

"Are you serious? Let me destroy the wand? Shouldn't this be the job of your MI2? ”

"I'm serious, Murphy." Merst took a slight breath, and his heart seemed a little heavy:

"I'll tell you the truth, since the Emperor secretly transferred me from the sixth to the second, I've met a lot of people and things.

"You know that dazzling feeling?

"Every day there are different people who pass by in front of their eyes, saying high-sounding things, doing things that can't be considered wrong, and taking care of all the details perfectly.

"It's hard for me to tell how many of these slippery people have taken refuge in the Death Society. But what is clear is that there may also be a problem with the person responsible for destroying the wand. I can't fully trust them. ”

"Okay, I'll help you." Murphy nodded, with some pampering in her eyes, "After all, among so many brothers and sisters, you are the one who makes me look the best." ”

Merst touched the bridge of his nose:

"yes. I also feel overly handsome.

"Ahem, back to business.

"There is an inexplicable connection between the high-ranking wizards in the Death Society and this wand, and they can roughly sense the direction of the wand.

"Be careful when you're out wandering. The people of the Death Club may not come to you in person, but they can guide the people of the second place to trouble you through the eyeliner placed in the second place.

"You'd better dodge the wand and destroy some of the group's people. Because among them is your stupid sister, reckless and strong, if she is not the youngest of the same group of children, and is specially favored, otherwise she is not qualified to intervene in the work of the second department. ”

A hint of disgust flashed across Murphy's face, "If she dares to appear in front of my eyes, I'll pull her hair out." ”

Merst shook his shoulders, "It doesn't matter, you just don't go too hard." ”

"I know—" Murfia replied disappreciatively.

Merst snapped his fingers:

"By the way, Murphy, I have some thoughts about the criminal Leno Jarvis. Although he is the bait that will be put in front of us when he dies, in a way, I think he is an ordinary person who can be trusted a little. Pym's death is a case in point. Of course, I know you don't know what this is all about, but that's okay, you just need to know that Leno Jarvis can be trusted for the time being. ”

Merst pondered for half a second and continued:

"Think about it, if I'm Leno Jarvis, what can I do to put my mind at ease?"

Without waiting for Murphy to speak, Merst asked himself.

"Oh, I see. Amour. Only love can provide both material and spiritual enjoyment, and it can also dull the mind of the wise. ”

Merster clapped his hands and smiled:

"Then I'll arrange a sibling relationship for Leno Jarvis. Hahaha. Make up for the missing maternal love and affection for him. That way, he'll be completely available to me, and I'll be able to deal with him at any time. ”

"What are you doing with him... I don't think it's necessary.." Murfia muttered.

In fact, she could hear it in a fog, and she couldn't keep up with Merst's thoughts, so she could only blink her eyes.

Merster didn't pay attention to her, just shook his hand, turned into a slowly fading afterimage, and disappeared into his seat.

"Goodbye, Murphy, my good sister. Don't mention me to anyone, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, I, an MI6 person, should be wandering in the Golden Federation at this time. If only you think of yourself as the only person in charge of the 'Broken Coffin' project, I'm just giving you advice. ”

Murfia looked at the empty seat, then at the metal box on the table, and felt a big head:

"When will Merster's fault be fixed? Always run away halfway through the conversation. ”

Murfia put away the metal box and waited quietly for the battle on the third basement level to end.

After about 10 minutes, Serre's loud voice came from outside the tent:

"You told me that someone would try to modify the necromantic rune, but why didn't you tell me that this man was a sinner?"

After killing most of the undead, Seret left the rest of the battle to his soldiers.

He walked into the tent with great strides, and behind him were an embarrassed Mars and a calm Li Nuo.

Murfia nodded to the two Mars, who raised their hands in salute, looked at the strong man with the goatee and asked:

"What's wrong? Thray? Is there anything wrong? ”

Lieutenant Therley glared at Lenovo:

"It's a little slower to burn the magic shield with flames, but if I turn off the liquid fuel pipeline, the flames will disappear. And what about him? If he has any plans, I can't guarantee that I can stop him. ”

Murfia raised her hand and stopped the other party's words:

"Watch your tone, Lieutenant."

“.. All right. Seret blew down his beard and said:

"Let this sinner try to modify the necromantic rune, this is your order, and I can't refuse. But I've got to get it up front, and if he dares to make trouble, I'll have him detained immediately. ”

"No problem, I accept your offer." Ignoring Serre's tone, Murfia ordered:

"Lieutenant, you go and clean up the battlefield, make room, and let the soldiers go upstairs and stand by. When you're ready, I'll have Jarvis try to modify the necromantic runes. ”

"Yes, sir." Seret turned to leave, glaring at Leno before leaving.

Li Nuo understood now, this is the normal attitude of the imperial lieutenant towards the criminal soldiers.

Being a criminal soldier and tainted with necromantic runes at the same time makes the impression even worse in the minds of traditional Imperial soldiers like Serre.

Li Nuo is quite open to this kind of aggressive guy.

If you really have to care about other people's attitudes, you will be very tired.

This time, it was because he had to crush Pym to death that Leno indirectly helped Thuret.

If there is the same thing in the future, Li Nuo will definitely have to weigh it, and it will be okay if this kind of lieutenant does not save it.

"Jarvis, the promise I made to you in the last conversation is still valid. As long as you can complete this mission, then from today, you will be able to enjoy the treatment of a soldier and will no longer be treated as a criminal soldier. Of course, until you complete the three Legion Missions, you will still be a Sin on your file. I'll help you get together three missions as soon as possible. ”

Murfia sat at the table, raised her index finger in front of her, and said slowly:

"Also, given the potential threat of the Death Society, I think it's necessary to increase your level of protection. I'll commission MI3 to give you the first booster shot after you've completed this mission. This way, you will be more at ease in the face of danger. ”

Only if you become a corporal are you eligible for the first booster shot.

Now, Li Nuo has received special preferential treatment, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

Of course, the premise is that he can complete the task of modifying the necromantic rune.

"Thank you, sir."

Murfia gestured to the chair near the curtain.

"You guys rest here for a while, and then go out when Seret is ready for the field."

"Yes, sir."

Li Nuo sat down in his chair, his heart beating slightly.

It's not because I'm able to see Murphya's face up close, but because I'm about to start modifying the necromantic runes on the magic shield.

You know, when modifying the Necromantic Rune of the Stone Mound, the passive deconstruction will take effect as usual.

This means that the action of "Modify Necromantic Rune" can normally trigger the effect of "Passive Deconstruction".

However, since Li Nuo had already completely deconstructed the stone mound at that time, the passive deconstruction triggered by modifying the necromantic rune was fruitless, and it only updated the stone mound's panel information.

But that's no longer the case.

He didn't fully deconstruct the magical shield outside the corpse.

If you can successfully modify the necromantic rune on the protective shield, you will undoubtedly be able to reap a lot with the help of passive deconstruction.