Li Rui subconsciously stared at the exquisite carving and admired it for a while before retracting his gaze and responding quickly: "I am Li Rui from the Western Region, and I am fully responsible for negotiating with you on behalf of the lords of the Western Region."
Andomir saw that he cared about the statues very much, and was a little happy. He did not rush to negotiate but said:
"Young man, do you seem to like them very much? Then choose one as a gift. My works were very popular many years ago."
Li Rui remembered that he was popularized by science before leaving - the elf king in front of him likes art and enjoyment, but he is not a qualified ruler.
After looking at it for a long time, I chose an elf girl's "figure". The girl was wearing a short skirt made of leaves, wearing a beautiful flower crown on her head, and she stood on tiptoe to dance with a beautiful bird.
Andorimer's eyes were filled with blue lights: "Your vision is very good, this is my most proud work."
The figure is full of liveliness, leisure, and joy, and even the little bird playing with the girl is full of agility.
Li Rui was shocked, unable to imagine that this was done by the undead!
"If this person is on Blue Star, he is a master-level artist! Figure lovers will probably go crazy when they see his works!"
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Andomir was extremely happy to see Li Rui as he really liked his works. He ordered the Dead Guards around him:
"You guys go back, I want to discuss privately with this human."
But the guards around him remained motionless, Andomir Fu said to the golden undead with a long sword on his back:
"Rafat, I want to say something alone with him."
The soul fire in Rafat's eyes, wearing golden armor, swayed a few times, waved his hand, and the undead guards around him slowly retreated.
Li Rui's pupils shrank, and it was this guy who killed the poor Miss Holland in the "Memory Retrospective".
Alvin felt like he was killed by thunder when he received this news. When Li Rui left, he had not recovered.
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After his subordinates left, Andomir immediately moved away from the skeleton throne and waved his hand to set up a private space for the ether.
The two approached, and as Alvin said, Andorimer had no evil or bloodthirst at all.
Li Rui solemnly asked: "Do you have anything you want to tell me?"
Andomir's skeleton is slender and slender, with two golden leaves on the headdress. Although the blue soul fire is weird, it does not have any sense of oppression. The sound sounds a bit sad:
"Young strong men, we forgetful people actually have no way out, right? We either died in the encirclement of the powerful humans or were killed by Markovi again."
Li Rui was speechless. He was right. Although these undead were powerful, they were not to the point where they were invincible.
Andomir continued: "In the eyes of the elves, the resurrected dead are evil blasphemy. The original owner is dead, and we are monsters revived on the corpse with a mark of the original owner's mark."
The soul fire in Andomir's eyes burned:
"Let him pass the past. We have all achieved our own endings right and wrong. But my people - they are innocent! They should not be trapped in this ugly body forever torture!"
Andomir's two skeletons held Li Rui's hands tightly:
"A young man, after being transformed into the dead, becomes evil and bloodthirsty. My people, my most loyal guardians, have turned into monsters full of rage and destruction.
I can't watch them suffer blasphemy, and my soul cannot rest in peace. While torture myself, I also have to torture other creatures. So I actually have only one requirement - death, that is, rest.
I found a large amount of silver or extremely strong sacred bloodlines to give us eternal tranquility. This is my biggest obsession with the former Elf King.”
The soul fire was burning, and Li Rui felt a powerful belief pressing on him, and the firmness and persistence in it were unshakable as if it turned into substance.
"Your Majesty, if you say Yin... I have many excellent qualities. I am not afraid of you to joke. I even brought many of them with you to guard against the unexpected. But these poor people do not seem to surrender to you."
What Li Rui said was that all the undead guards ignored Andomir and only followed Rafat's orders.
"As long as I want, I can suppress them briefly. But the young man, the silver needed to free us is not a small amount... If you can really bring it, I will not let you pay in vain. I will make up for your losses with the hidden elf treasure."
Li Rui said happily: "It doesn't need to be done, just give me your work. I think this is a priceless treasure! Maybe thousands of years later, they will be more valuable than those so-called treasures."
He really wanted to help this poor king and let them rest in peace.
When Andomir heard these words full of great affirmation, the soul fire almost laughed like a crescent moon:
"Thank you for your affirmation. My work is like my children. It's great to find a destination like you for them."
The conversation was very pleasant, and Li Rui asked out the doubts in his heart. He felt a sense of familiarity in these sculptures:
"Do you know Vitan Green Ridge? He is also a master artist. I always think your works are a bit similar."
Andomir's eyes shine brightly: "Meet? We are old friends and..."
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Before Andomir finished speaking, he suddenly pushed Li Rui away.
A thin shadow flashed by, and one of Andorimer's arms disappeared.
Rafat's figure holding a long sword appeared, and the faint blue light spots in his pupils looked at Li Rui, as if he was looking at a dessert.
Strong palpitations and coldness surged throughout the body, this is the authentic high-level undead.
Rafat's attack just now wanted to cut Li Rui into slices of meat that could be directly sautéed hot pot, but was blocked by Andomir but failed.
Li Rui temporarily leap and wait for the changes
Rafat looked at Andomir: "A foolish king, a foolish king... I am so disappointed. You actually colluded with foreign enemies to murder the people."
Andomir's arm flew back and automatically joined, pointing at the undead guard who slowly surrounded him: "Rafat, listen carefully..."
The undead will unconsciously let out wails and screams as they move.
"We are suffering torture and blasphemy every second. Rest and liberation are what the people really want. Even you, who were originally loyal and brave, have turned into bloodthirsty monsters... I have been asleep forever, and it is your wail that awaken me. It is your wail that has been used for thousands of years. It is useless until the earth cracks. There is a glimmer of hope. I have not planned to survive and will never give up."
Rafat was unmoved and raised his sword:
"It's useless. Without the light of the sun, nothing you do is useless... You are still so cowardly. You could have survived but you had to come back and die with your people...
Now, you only care about long-lasting sleep and liberation, but forget about hatred. We don’t need a ‘monarch’!”
Chapter completed!