Hum!

At the entrance of the [Dead Soldier Elixir], all the fugitives and outlaws couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

The earthworm-like blood vessels bulged out from under the skin, making every fugitive and outlaw look hideous and even terrifying.

You only have to look at it to feel the pain of these fugitives, outlaws.

But no one opened their mouths to cry out in pain.

Because—

The grown-up was watching him!

Because—

That grown-up is waiting for him!

All the fugitives, outlaws, looked at Arthur, who had a gentle face but a resolute look in his eyes, and they gritted their teeth and persevered, even if their teeth creaked, even if blood spilled out of their mouths.

Suddenly, one of them fell to the ground.

He was one of the 12 people who were able to restrain his desires at first.

What a faux pas!

He was worried about the man who had fallen to the ground.

Sincerity, 'sincerity' in the truest sense of the word!

Everyone could perceive it clearly, and then, one roar after another came out of their mouths.

However, his face was still gentle, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

It is the belief that after enough preparation, I will win.

They want to live!

Very faint.

But these 12 people are different.

Sure enough, the will can triumph over the flesh! ’

"I will not let you down, King!

Inexistent.

The other party saw his king's worries.

In this state, ordinary people will quickly fall into a coma.

The outlaw, who had already fallen to the ground, clenched his fists violently, slammed them on the ground, supported by his head, and slowly exerted his legs, and just 'squeezed' himself up.

They looked at Arthur as if they were looking at the light of life.

Even if I die, I'm going to climb back!

Even if I die, I'll charge for you! ”

This is trampling on my honor!

I'm waiting for you too!

Compared to those who surrendered under the [Bewitchment] of [Voice of Death] in the first round, those who can restrain their desires naturally have higher potential.

He is also one of Arthur's most optimistic people.

How can I let the king worry about me?

How could they be unconscious when they could have looked at the king one more time!

Pain in the body?

The high temperatures that followed?

Doesn't matter!

It doesn't matter!

As long as the king is here, they can overcome it.

One of the 12 men in thin stature roared.

Arthur looked at the slightly thin other party and guessed in his heart.

Loud and without hesitation.

Because—

What is this pain?

Not being able to charge under the king's command is the most painful!

Airplanes!

A flash of spiritual light began to flicker one after another, and the 12 people who were favored by Arthur had [spirituality] one after another, and their skin began to turn red rapidly, as if they were extremely high fever, and a trace of mist began to float from them.

Arthur was truly confident that these people would not let him down.

"I'll wait for you!

But it really exists.

Even though more blood gushed out with this roar, the other party's gaze was unprecedentedly tenacious, and the most special part of the other party's body began to flicker.

I'm sure you won't let me down! ”

It's spirituality!

Arthur was amazed to see the [spirituality] flickering in this thin man.

However, unexpectedly, it was one of the 12 people who fell first.

Coma?

Even, even if you get timely treatment, you will become a fool.

Is it because [physique] is not enough? ’

Arthur thought in his heart, so he nodded at the other party and said solemnly-

If the treatment is a little delayed, it will leave sequelae.

And the other party saw it.

It's not a disguise, it's not a show.

They can all be ignored.

With 12 people as an example, the remaining fugitives and outlaws were also aroused by the belief in their hearts - these guys, who were already different from ordinary people, at this time, mixed this belief into their own paranoia, and chose to resist the pain in their own way one by one.

Their way is -

Fantasizing about charging under Arthur and taking the city.

Everyone fantasized in unison.

When pain comes, beautiful fantasies can be effective in alleviating the pain.

And for these guys, isn't the best thing in this life to stay by Arthur's side, charge for Arthur, and deal with any enemies who dare to offend Arthur?

Besides?

Without!

They lived for Arthur.

[Bewitchment] of [Voice of Death], [Lionheart] of [Seal of Blood]. The special medicinal properties of the King's Posture], [Distorted Relic], and [Dead Elixir] completely distorted the minds, personalities, and beliefs of these 50 people at this moment.

They're still them.

But they have long ceased to be them.

When the world looked at them, it was as if they had seen a monster.

But they don't care.

Because—

No one in this world will care about them anymore except their king.

Are they monsters?

Good!

They accept such appreciation.

And then?

Carrying their king, of course, to ascend to the throne of the king of monsters.

They were ready.

The Trial of the Elixir of the Dead......

Pass!

All 50 people passed!

When Bob saw this, he was shocked, he was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what words to use to express his shock at the moment.

Because it can't be!

Whether it's his previous research, or his research.

This 100% success rate is not possible.

Dead soldiers can't be born so easily.

But if it comes up......

Marvel!

It's a miracle!

Bob looked at Arthur, admiration in his eyes mixed with irrepressible excitement.

Since there has been a miracle.

Will there be more miracles then?

Yes!

Definitely!

Bob looked at Arthur with conviction.

Arthur raised his hand.

Gold bars, gold coins, surging like a tide appeared in front of Bob, piled up into a mountain.

That's all Arthur is worth.

Everything from Jaime's black gold, to Harris's gold bars, and the money he collects on a daily basis, is all here, except for a few things that are necessary.

"I need you to make potions at full speed."

Arthur commanded.

"Yes, sir!"

Bob said yes.

Arthur then looked at his own dead man.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He knew that he had the key.

Maybe it won't be 100% replicated in the future, but with 50 people here, everything will be much easier, and his 'plan' is the first step in the real sense.

"My warriors, welcome to the new students."

Arthur said aloud.

Little Lithop appeared with food and clothing that had been prepared long ago, and the heir of Southtown distributed them to the first dead with his men with a warm smile.

And, of course, bath water.

There is no tub for bathing water in the field, but after boiling it in a large pot, a tarp with eyes is the best choice.

The dead men bathed and changed their clothes, picked up food, and sat down beside Arthur.

There is no deliberate arrangement.

These dead men surrounded Arthur completely with their own strength.

The outer ring is the weakest.

Inner is the strongest.

Just as Arthur expected, the 12 dead soldiers who restrained their desires gained the strongest strength, and he looked at these 12 people, and his heart suddenly moved.

He whispered—

"Do you know the story of the Zodiac?"

(End of chapter)