"Roar—"

A terrible roar came from the circle, and the sound seemed to be made of countless iron and stones, and it was like countless sharp and small voices gathered together, full of chaos and noise.

Wayne frowned, he could already faintly see a hazy silhouette swaying in the smoke, accompanied by a cacophony of voices, letting out a low roar.

"Uh-huh, grunt, kill!"

[You are locked by the killing intent of the undead creatures-zombies.] Evaluation: An undead with a character, not bad. Reward: +1 Survival Point. 】

[Note 1: Undead creatures - zombies, transformed by Olivia Tapea.] He has the status of 'Deadpool', with a tenacity level and spirit level of 180, and has the natural ability Death Prediction, Corpse Eater, and the skills are Fear Wail and Claw Strike. 】

[Note 2: Death prediction, one of the origin characteristics of death, has a certain chance to perceive impending danger or disaster.] 】

Wayne didn't care about the little zombie's killing intent, his attributes were too low to pose a threat to him.

What's more, he has already sensed the existence of the other party, which should be the ability to control the undead creature of the "Deadpool" identity.

It felt like he could let the other person die if he wanted to!

"I suddenly don't want to throw you into the world of the dead......"

Wayne looked at the zombie liaison officer who was slowly revealing her true face, she still retained her original appearance and figure.

It's just that her skin is more pale and dry, her eyes are as pale as Sava's, and the wound on her eyebrows forms a blood-colored mark, which makes her face look strangely beautiful.

At this time, the magic circle under her feet did not disappear, and the gray mist that gradually dissipated, after circling in a circle, once again formed a vortex-like portal.

Wayne faintly heard some strange sounds coming from the Gray Mist Gate, like a baby crying and like an old man shouting.

There, is it the world of the dead?

It sounds even weirder and more terrifying than the previous abyssal world.

Then he turned his gaze to the newborn zombie liaison officer, a zombie with the ability to predict death, should be very comfortable in the world of the undead, right?

Try it!

Wayne was moved and tried his first attempt at using control over Deadpool.

Soul Tear!

"Roar—Aren't!"

The master of death?

Do you still speak Gonzare?

Wayne raised an eyebrow, what she meant by the Master of Death was herself?

Before he could ask for an exit, he saw the Grey Mist Gate slowly submerge the Zombie Liaison Officer, and countless small, withered arms appeared on the door dragging the Zombie Liaison Officer who was wailing in pain, pulling her into the door.

"Death is coming."

Hearing the Gonzales language coming from inside the door, Wayne pursed his lips.

It's nonsense, right?

And as the rune circle on the ground disappeared, the clear sense of control over the zombie liaison officer in his mind gradually became blurred.

It was as if there was a diaphragm in the middle, making it impossible for him to directly manipulate Deadpool's undead.

The transformed undead creatures will be pulled directly into the undead world, which is in line with the description of the previous school.

"I hope you can go through some special tribulations in that world, and I believe it will be wonderful."

Wayne chuckled, and that was his greatest blessing to the liaison......

Then he turned and walked over to the workbench and began to make the anti-alien potion.

If you don't work hard to make money, you can't do it.

Before he was sure what kind of treasure he would offer the Black Pearl, he would have to earn at least four thousand gold pounds.

As for whether the money will be needed at that time...... Again.

The big deal was that he took the appearance of Marco, broke through the sea barrier set up by the Black Pearl, and went straight to the southern continent.

Well, at best, Marco is wanted by Black Pearl.

But it's not a big problem, and Marcona's playboy thinks he'll be in the city-state all the time.

The Black Pearl shouldn't have gone to Custer to hunt him down for this gold pound, right?

It took nearly two hours for Wayne to make ten bottles of anti-alien elixir, three of which were of the fine grade and seven were of the perfect grade.

A bottle of Perfect-grade Anti-Alien Elixir is worth a hundred gold pounds, and it is a good tool to use as a money-making tool.

"In order to make more money, I can only expose some potions talents."

Wayne put away the potion and checked the panel properties, frowning slightly.

Toughness rating: 5585.8

Spirit Rating: 5588.5

Origin: 363 (364) (seal 1 point origin)

Survival Point: 7050

"More than three hundred origins are afraid that they will scare Franta to death, right? How was the last time we met...... Thirty, or forty? ”

Wayne shook his head, too lazy to recall, and directly used the spiritual transformation talent to convert the origin power into the spirit level and resilience level equally, leaving only fifty-one origin points.

This figure is on the level of a ministerial, and it should not be too conspicuous in the past few days.

Thinking like this, he took out the admission ticket to the Nightmare World and put it on his head, his consciousness slowly rising.

“…… Recycle the corpses of the clergy of the Church of the Dawn, the highest price in the transit area, don't miss it! ”

"Franta, you're great with gold pounds, but you can't spoil the price?!"

"I'm sorry, I almost made the cut......"

"Didn't you say that the newly promoted Heroic Saintess was chasing down the wizards of the Blood Spirit School in the Eastern Continent? How can anyone still dare to recycle here? ”

"You don't know that, do you? A few days ago, a ruthless man had just killed thousands of priests, and these blood spirit wizards would try their luck here when they smelled it......"

"What kind of fierce man is it, who dares to kill so many people of Dawn?"

"I heard that it's an aberrant wizard, or from the Ghost School."

"Ghosts? Nasty guys, it's their words, I'm not surprised at all......"

As soon as Wei En arrived at the tower in the transit area, he saw that there were many people next to him, much more than the last time he came here.

The Blood Spirit Sect has started recovering corpses again?

He glanced around and found Franta in the crowd, the origin was twenty-eight, and the progress was not small.

"Shhh

"Extraordinary ...... of the Minister's District"

"Terrifying, for those of us who only have a dozen origins, it has formed an all-round crushing ......"

Wayne didn't pay attention to the gaze of the transcendents around him who averaged fifteen values, and this was the result of his reservations, if he exposed the true origin, or even more excessively, converted most of the basic attributes into the origin...... I'm afraid I'm going to scare them.

With that in mind, he walked straight to Franta's side.

"Long time no see."

"No, Your Excellency Faceless?" Franta saw the numbers on his head, and two blurred black balls bulged out of his illusory face.

Wayne: "It's me. ”

With his current attributes, he can accept the other party's reverence as a matter of course.

"Franta, this is ......" The wizards of the Blood Spirit School next to him all looked at Wayne curiously, ministerial-level transcendents are not uncommon, but there are not many that can make their wizards care.

"It's none of your business, you better hurry up and recycle it, maybe you can get one, or I'll wait for me to come back......"

As she spoke, Franta turned to look at Wayne, "Your Excellency Faceless, please follow me." ”

"Hmm."

Wayne nodded, and followed him towards the tower, asking as he went, "Has anything happened lately?" Well, I mean anything other than Custer's. ”

"Have you heard that too?" Franka was a little surprised, he had thought that this Faceless Lord's strength had increased so much, and he shouldn't have time to pay attention to things outside.

"Well, it's clear."

Wayne didn't say much, as one of the protagonists of the event, how could it not be clear?

"Aside from that, there's really a piece of news."

Franta led him to the Nightmare Cult and entered the trading area for a gold pound before speaking, "The latest meeting time has been set. ”

Wayne asked suspiciously, "How long has it been since the last meeting ended?" Why is it so close to the next party? ”

"I don't know the specific reason, but I was also informed by the two seniors who traded with you last time."

"What time?"

"Just five days later," Franka looked at the number on Wayne's forehead from time to time, "but the Wraith Sect announced the theme of the meeting in advance. ”

"What theme?" Wayne was interested, remembering that the last time the topic was about aberration wizards, including the selection of some tainted properties.

"It's spells, elemental flickering spells to be exact, huh...... There is also some knowledge of runic literature. ”

"Blink spells? The Tren wizard brought up the subject? ”

"Yes, I heard that her research topic has entered a bottleneck, and I hope to use the opportunity of the party to find some solutions, and the ideas are also okay."

Wayne said thoughtfully, "Sounds like a task. ”

"That's what the senior said," Franta agreed, "His exact words are that it doesn't matter much to us, and no wizard in the Blood Spirit School will study elemental spells. ”

"Also, there was an episode on this topic."

"Oh?"

"I heard that the wizards of the Secret School have contacted the Ghost School and severely accused them of not doing their jobs and running shamelessly to study elemental spells, don't you think it's interesting?"

"Ah, this ......," Wayne touched his nose, "it's interesting." ”

I'm afraid that only wizards of the Ghost School can be accused of this by other schools, right?

After all, borrowing (plagiarizing) so much knowledge, this is the only one who hasn't been killed......

"Will you be there then?" Franka smiled and said, "My two seniors, I also hope to thank you in person. ”

"I'll come when I have time." Wayne didn't refuse, there were still a few days to see what was going on the voyage before saying, "Any other news?" ”

Franka thought for a moment, "That heroic saintess of the Dawn Church seems to have left the Eastern Continent, and I heard that she is going to the Southern Continent to visit the Shadow School. ”

"Southern Continent, Shadow School?" Wayne felt a little familiar, and asked uncertainly, "Is it related to the information that the wizard of the Shadow School asked about last time?" ”

"There should be some connection, but I haven't verified it in other people's mouths, and even if the holy woman really left the Eastern Continent, I'm not sure ......"

Franka sneered, "Except for these few news, everything else is inconsequential."

"Well," Wayne didn't ask any further, "let's trade, I've only brought a few anti-exotic potions this time, and I'll make other potions next time I have time." ”

"Anti-Alien Elixir? Is there a perfect grade? Flender jerked closer to him and asked in an agitated tone.

Wayne smiled, "This time I'm lucky, there are seven bottles of Perfect grade and three bottles of Fine-grade. ”

"Seven, seven bottles?"

"Is it too much?"

"No, not at all!" Franca waved her hands and pleaded, "Please trade them for me, I'll need them next year at most, I'll have to prepare ...... in advance."

Wayne nodded and said, "Well, if it's convenient for you, just exchange the trading items for the materials for making anti-alien elixirs, just take the opportunity to make a few more bottles, and see if your luck is still there." ”

"No problem, the material matter is wrapped up in me!"

Franta was thrilled at the thought that there would be more perfect-level anti-alien elixirs, even if he didn't need so much later, he wouldn't lose money by selling him.

In the Blood Spirit School, the anti-alien elixir is a hard currency that is harder than a gold pound!

"Let's sign a trade contract first," Wayne looked over the tower, "Wait a minute, I want to go to the captain's quarter, where do I need to go?" ”

"Captain's quarter? With your strength, it's enough to go to the minister's quarter......" Franca said enviously, "Just outside the tower, just go in the other direction." If it weren't for my lack of origin, I would have led the way for you. ”

"Don't bother, I'll go over and see for myself."

"Faceless Excellency, goodbye."

Wayne smiled, turned and walked out of the tower, heading to the other side of the tower.

After a while, he felt himself pass through a diaphragm, and then the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Over here?!

I saw that what appeared in front of Wayne's eyes was a series of floating islands of different sizes.

These floating islands are of different styles, some of them are made of metal throughout, and they are full of traces of mechanical gear splicing, more like a mechanical fortress.

Some of the islands had some splendid palaces, as he had seen them in the Fountain of Faith at Dawn, which were beautiful and spectacular.

However, most of them are bare, like empty squares, with only partial ruins and a few overgrown plants that bear witness to their former glory.

And Wayne's current location is under the floating island, and there is a suspension bridge in front of him that connects to the nearest floating island.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

At this moment, a voice came from the side.

"Hmm."

Wayne looked over and saw a black shadow shrouded in black robes, "It's also spectacular." ”

I have to say that compared to the previous towers, these floating islands really shocked him more.

Especially on the islands that resemble mechanical fortresses, it's hard to imagine how such a behemoth could float on it.

"Wouldn't it be more incredible if I said they were all real?" The dark shadow seemed to be able to read his expression and continued.

"Ever existed?"

Wayne was stunned for a moment, how much effort did it take, and how much knowledge did it involve to create such a terrifying machine?

Moreover, if something like this exists, if it exists, it must not be something that ordinary people can see, right?

"I'm talking about ifs, haha."

Wayne: "...... It's not funny. ”

"Sorry sorry,"

The black shadow laughed a few times before pointing to the floating islands and said, "Those are all illusory things created by the Nightmare Sect, don't think of reality." There was a time when someone wanted to try to make a ......"

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