"Grim Reaper, Alubisele, why did you suddenly ask about this guy, where did you know the name? Wu Lao thought about it with doubts, then reacted, glared at Luo Feng, and laughed. "You kid, could it be that you have heard of the Holy Spirit of Light and the name of the Holy God of Death, so you are whimsical and think that the existence of the God of Death and the Holy Spirit of Light are the same kind of existence, right?"

As soon as he heard the schadenfreude voice of Wu Lao, Luo Feng knew that it was the big bat Sir Christ Enki who was completely crooked.

If the Holy Spirit of Light is the most secret place of the Holy See of Light, no one knows what kind of thing it is. So the so-called Grim Reaper, as the remnant of the necromancer in ancient times, the Witch Elder is undoubtedly the most vocal.

Luo Feng said: "Could it be that we want to be crooked?"

"Crooked? That's not crooked, it's just 'flying', and it's 108,000 miles away from the truth!" Wu Lao pursed his lips and smiled. "Do you think that the Holy Spirit of Light is God, and the God of Death is also God? As the current ruler, the Holy See of Light has a 'god' seat, so as the former ruler, the necromancer naturally has the protection of a 'god'? So do you think that the Holy Spirit of Light and the god of death are the same thing?"

Luo Feng said: "I'm shallow, that's why I came to ask for advice." ”

Boss Wu laughed and said: "Oh, it's really funny, it's so funny, it's so imaginative, what do you think, there is a 'god' in the name, is he a 'god'!

Wu Lao smiled and leaned back together, if it weren't for the loss of his legs. Hands are useless. I guess he could laugh until he fell to the ground by now. Hands danced.

Luo Feng rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, it's me who is stupid, I'm benzene." The Grim Reaper has nothing to do with the Holy Spirit of Light, so what the hell is he? You don't want to say you don't know!"

Wu Lao snorted and said proudly: "The Holy Spirit of Light of the Holy See of Light, I don't know if it's reasonable, Death?

Luo Feng nodded hopefully at Wu Lao, what is the Holy Spirit of Light. Luo Feng is curious at best, and he has nothing to do with him now, and he doesn't know about it. The Grim Reaper is different, after all, three days later, he is about to enter that Death Holy Land, if he can't know some useful information, he has to wonder if the crazy old man in front of him is still not the necromancer of the year.

Wu Lao didn't know that under Luo Feng's respectful attitude, he was helplessly spitting out bitterness in his heart, complaining silently. He enjoyed Luo Feng's admiring gaze very much, when he first met. The fault of good storytelling is committed again, and it begins to show the nagging nature of his words.

There is no need for Luo Feng to urge. Wu Lao has already started to start from the beginning.

The Necromantic Empire, which ruled the world, was jointly controlled by necromancers, who at that time, regardless of rank and strength, were all in the ruling class and had supreme authority and status.

Of course, the level also directly determines the size of the necromancer's territory. The level is low and the strength is poor, but the lord of a village and a county has limited prestige, and he does not have much authority and glory. The high level and strong strength, the wide territory, is like a small country and a small state, under the order, there are millions of troops under his command, plus the necromancer's own undead army, its strength is so strong that it makes people tremble.

At that time, the necromancer was undoubtedly the real ruling class, even if the strength was low, the level was low, but at least he had to be a small lord, even if the territory was only one village and one county, it was a veritable lord.

At that time, even a trainee magician of the undead department could be assigned a small territory of his own. It shows the high dominance of the necromancer, and the stability and strength of the Necromantic Empire.

In short, the necromancer at that time was the ruler of the world, and he swept the world.

The territory of the Necromantic Empire is vast and extensive, and there are countless necromancers as lords among them, but there are only twenty-one people who really grasp the lifeblood of the Necromantic Empire and decide the policies and future of the Necromantic Empire!

The necromancer is the ruler of the world, and the necromancer himself is hierarchical.

At that time, the people standing at the top of all necromancers were twenty-one necromancers, and they were called "necromancers"!

Twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings, they are the real helmsmen of the Necromantic Empire, and it can also be said that they are the twenty-one kings of the Necromantic Empire, and the Witch King Guild formed by them determines the future of the Necromantic Empire.

These twenty-one necromancers are the twenty-one most powerful among the necromancers, with the highest rank and the strongest strength, and at the same time, the territory they lead is also the largest.

At that time, the Necromantic Empire was so vast that it occupied the entire continent, and about eighty percent of the land in these places was under the rule of twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings. The remaining twenty percent was divided equally among the remaining tens of thousands of necromancers.

The Necromantic Empire has tens of thousands of necromancers, which is naturally an extremely powerful combat power, but the real high-end combat power has to be the existence of twenty-one necromantic witch kings.

The Necromantic Empire rules the entire world, while the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings rule the Necromantic Empire, in other words, the twenty-one people here, rule the entire world.

Twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings are the true rulers of the world.

Guy at the top of the pyramid!

Twenty-one!

When the Holy See of Light rose, I have to say that the timing was too good. At that time, the Necromantic Empire coincided with the gathering of twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings, and they decided to fight against each other and choose the most powerful one among the twenty-one people, which was the so-called Necromantic Witch Emperor!

Twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings, select a Necromantic Witch Emperor to rule the Necromantic Empire as the true emperor of the Necromantic Empire, and then rule the entire world.

At that time, the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings were fighting each other, and no one would let anyone, and the selection and accession of the Necromantic Witch Emperor was also far away.

It was precisely because of the internal friction of the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings that they were finally attacked by the Holy See of Light in one fell swoop, and even defeated!

Wu Lao gushed endlessly, his mouth was like a river, telling Luo Feng that little-known history.

However, after talking for a long time, he never got to the point, and Luo Feng saw that the other party was going to continue talking, so he had to interrupt Wu Lao's memories and refreshing saliva.

Luo Feng smiled bitterly: "I know, I know, twenty-one necromantic witch kings." You've been the spawn of one of the Necromantic Witch Kings for a long time, haven't you? ”

Sure enough, this is what Wu Lao is most uncomfortable and cares about the most.

Wu Lao suddenly put away his face full of interest, and his face became a lot gloomy.

"Yes, I used to be one of the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings! and among the twenty-one people, I was one of the most famous Cunzi, and I was even one of the strong contenders for the Necromantic Witch Emperor back then. On top of the Divine Punishment Code of the Holy See of Light, my name, I'm afraid, is not the first, but the second. Speaking of this, Wu Lao was simply furious, and his vicious expression was like a ghost.

"That's it, that's it, think I'm dignified......" Wu Lao gritted his teeth, and his whole body trembled, but he didn't spit out the name behind him after all. "It's come to such a point, it's like this, hahahaha. The deep hatred and hatred can't be avenged, and he is desperate to survive, what a wolf bèi. I can't believe that you have today!"

Luo Feng didn't interject very interestingly, and let Wu Lao vent.

Wu Lao went crazy for a while, and then stopped panting.

Luo Feng hurriedly asked, "Elder Wu, may I ask you, what is the god of death?"

The witch elder gasped and said: "Name! is a name, every necromantic witch king has his own name and nickname, which is the existence of zài on behalf of them." Do you want to know who the Grim Reaper is? Then you tell me first, where did you come from, how did you know this name? ”

Luo Feng didn't hide anything, and told the guesses and goals of the big bat Sir Christ Enki, as well as the priest and successor of the god of death.

Wu Lao listened very honestly and did not interject.

Luo Feng said: "Elder Wu, do you think it's right, is there any problem?"

"No problem, the Death Shrine is where the Grim Reaper stays, and indeed it is for the purpose of finding an heir. It's just that the Grim Reaper is not the god you think of, but one of the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings. Wu Lao thought for a moment and continued. "In fact, most of the twenty-one Necromantic Witch Kings have already died in battle, and they died suddenly, and they didn't have time to make a move. ”

"If there is an opportunity, of course no one will let it go. The Necromantic Witch Kings will indeed leave their own treasures and their own will, in anticipation of the opening of future generations, inheriting the will and strength of the Necromantic Witch Kings of the year. The Death Sacred Land is undoubtedly the inheritance place left by the Grim Reaper, if you can go and get it, it will be a great advantage and gain for you. ”

Luo Feng cautiously asked, "Elder Wu, don't you mind?"

The witch elder laughed and said: "Necromancers are of the same lineage, everyone's expertise is different, but they have the same goal, you are getting stronger and stronger, it is only good for me, there is no harm." Don't worry, you must grab the things in the Dead Hall!"

Luo Feng was stunned and said, "And what about Sir Christ Enki?"

Wu Lao didn't care and said: "A guy who has been ruined by the Holy See of Brightness, his strength is not there, and his future has been cut off, what value is there? ”

Luo Feng said: "Do you think it will be easy? Sir Christ Enki, the big bat, is not an easy guy to deal with. ”

Wu Lao snorted: "Of course you can't do it with your strength, but what you have in your waist is fine." Take advantage of their unpreparedness and succeed in the sneak attack, and it is very likely to kill the other party. ”

Luo Feng said unexpectedly: "How do you know." ”

Wu Lao said: "Nonsense, I'm not blind, how can I not see such a dazzling and uncomfortable thing." (To be continued......)