Messi's appearance actually explained to the scum of Frost Maple Ridge what "magic is the primary productive force" means.

In an instant, tons and tons of ice and sludge on the clifftop, coerced by the magic power of the netherworld, rose into the air in a manner that completely violated the law of gravity, fell from the edge of the cliff, and fell into the mountains;

Under the cover of night, the steep peaks of the mountains were suddenly rumbling and reverberating from the falling mud river, which made people feel like rolling thunder and the coming of a raging wave.

Amidst this deafening noise, the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge could not focus on working, drinking or sighing. He hurriedly bent down and looked into the huge deep pit dug by Messi.

——In fact, no wonder the lord is so impatient;

Because the online novel education Xia Houyan received since childhood told him that any ancient tomb should have funerary objects!

Not to mention the majestic mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin, even if a local rich man was buried in a coffin, the body would still have to have a piece of jade rice stuffed in its mouth, wouldn't it?

And the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge, who still has to repay the "Velve Coupon" in a few years, is already feeling a sense of crisis in his heart——

Rather than resurrecting the corpses of ancient elf heroes into death knights, maybe digging out some elf cultural relics from this "Yingling Cliff" would be more attractive to Ya.

Think about it, the great ancient elven empire!

This majestic regime that once unified the continent thousands of years ago, its deep financial resources have long been proven by the numerous treasures in the Dragon Bone Peak treasure house. It was precisely by looting the elf treasure house that the worthless Shuang Maple Ridge was able to

Make a fortune and become king in the barren soul-splitting land!

According to mainland legends, there are even eleven other elven treasure places on the mainland that are the same size as the Dragon Bone Peak Treasure House!

——In other words, even after a thousand years of development, the Human Empire, the Glorious Federation and the Demon Tribe may have surpassed their elven ancestors thousands of years ago in terms of technological strength and scientific development. But when it comes to pure accumulation of wealth, these three major regimes

But he’s not even worthy of carrying shoes for the great empire of ancient elves!

As the aggregation of thousands of resentful spirits in the wasteland, Macy is very familiar with the big and small things in the Soul-Splitting Land;

According to Messi, this "Yingling Cliff" is the place where the ancient elf empire buried its epic warriors!

Since the people buried were of epic level, then the treasures buried with these dead ghosts should also be of epic level, right?

Xia Houyan could only imagine that if one day the empire's dragon-slaying warrior, Sword Master "Thunder Dragon" Samuel kicked off his legs and went to see the Supreme Holy God (without any intention of cursing this old man), then the imperial court would

How many rare treasures have been taken out to add sorrow and glory to this human hero!

While Messi was digging the hole with his Netherworld magic, the impoverished Lord of Frost Maple Ridge had already imagined in his mind the scenario of digging out various precious gems, magic props and elven swords from the ancient elves' graves;

However, when he actually looked into the pit, Xia Houyan was a little dumbfounded:

Even though the night was gloomy, he could still see clearly under the cold moonlight - there was no ancient elf warrior lying on the dark soil.

There are no sharp swords in the world, nor the treasures descended from the sky by the ancient swordsman "heavy sword without edge, large and ingenious, and relied on it to dominate the world before he was forty years old", or even the "plants and trees" that even have a bit of "can be used as swords"

There is no "bamboo or stone"!

In the burial ground of the ancient elf warriors that Messi forcibly dug open with his ghostly magic, there were only piles of scattered skeletons and bones!

——But judging from the proportions of the bones, these are indeed the remains of the elves.

"Are there no burial objects?" The Lord raised his head stupidly and looked at the wraith of the wasteland floating in the air.

Messi made a disdainful (▼ヘ▼#) expression and said dryly:

"The elves in ancient times were very pure. For them, spiritual enrichment is far more important than material wealth... Being able to sleep in the embrace of the land belonging to the Elf Mother Goddess is the greatest comfort for the fallen brave men.

, why do you need a bunch of cumbersome external things?"

Xiahou Yanxin said that these damn ghosts don’t need it, but I do!

The troll chief Tanaka Bloodfang on the side seemed to agree with the ancient elves' natural philosophy, nodding and thinking:

"It makes sense...and by not placing any grave goods during the burial, it can also prevent the hero's grave from being damaged by some tomb robbers who covet wealth. It can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone..."

As the saying goes, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Master Laurie took a sneak peek at the Lord, and sure enough he found a certain "tomb robber who covets wealth" with a bad look on his face.

"Okay, boss, don't think about what's available. We can get some corpses of ancient elf heroes to make undead creatures. Are you still not satisfied?" Messi shook his spherical body and persuaded earnestly, "

If you are greedy, you will swallow the elephant..."

"You tell me!" Xia Houyan rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and was about to start chanting a spell to create a death knight.

The resentful Messi shouted: "Boss, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Xia Houyan had just recited the first syllable of the ancient Aeolian magic script of the spell, but was suddenly interrupted by Messi, who almost lost his breath. Fortunately, he had just started to recite the spell. If he hadn't

A magician with some level of cultivation may be forcibly interrupted at the end of his chant, which may even trigger a backlash of magic power and cause him to explode and die!

Messi said cautiously:

"Boss, don't be in a hurry to recite the spell. We have two problems at the moment."

"Tell me." Xia Houyan said unhappily while rubbing his stomach.

"First, I find that my judgment seems to be a bit wrong..." Messi said with a smile, "...At present, it seems that the blessing of the Elf Mother Goddess has limited effect. Although the skeletons of these elven heroes are still there, their flesh and bones are still there.

They are all rotten - if you still remember, the resurrection spell requires the body to be basically intact to resurrect a zombie, and the modified resurrection spell to create a death knight requires the same requirements..."

Xia Houyan was stunned for a moment.

"Furthermore," Macy ruthlessly hit the mind again, "The reason why the Death Knight is powerful is because the Nether magic will transform the armor of the dead warrior into Nether metal - but as you can see, these gangs

The elven heroes have no armor at all. Even if you resurrect them, I feel that the fighting power of a few light pig knights will not be strong..."

Xia Houyan was almost furious:

"Then you mean, our trip was in vain?"

"You won me several gold coins playing mahjong." Master Laurie put his hands aside and said something neutral.

"No!" Messi showed a mysterious smile and said slyly, "In fact, there is a kind of master-level necromancy magic that can create undead slaves without requiring the integrity of the corpse - that is 'spiritualism'!

"

"'Spiritualism'?" Xia Houyan and Master Laurie looked at each other.

It is obvious that even Master Lowry, who is well-informed and has extensive research on forbidden magic, has never heard of this unpopular necromancy magic.

"Yes!" Messi happily began to promote a new product of necromantic magic spells. "The function of 'spiritualism' is to condense the strong resentment left in the bones of the dead and turn it into a spirit like this grudge! You

It is completely possible to use the bones of these ancient elf heroes to create a group of vengeful spirit slaves. Although they have no physical combat power, the vengeful spirit's magical curse ability is also first-class, comparable to low-level necromancers, and it is a must-have for home travel.

Excellent preparation!"

Xia Houyan pinched his chin and nodded with understanding:

Indeed, the factions of undead creatures are too complicated. For example, the zombies or death knights he created in the past are all fundamentalist undead creatures with flesh and blood entities. However, Simon Adrian's (50 silver coins) personal disciple, "Death Knight"

The school of "spirituality" founded by Jimmy Davis of "The Rift" specializes in summoning and controlling ethereal and resentful spirits!

When the bodies of the ancient elf heroes are decaying and cannot be resurrected as death knights, changing the idea and transforming them into wraiths that do not need bodies is indeed a good way to remedy the situation!

The nature of the resentful spirits is similar to that of Messi. Since they have no physical flesh and blood, they have almost no physical combat capabilities. However, they can use magic and terrifying curses to cause damage and destruction in another way!

In the history of the empire, there has always been a lack of unlucky villages and towns where corpses littered the fields and families were destroyed due to the curse of vengeful spirits. Plague epidemics in the history of Haiwen Continent were often caused by vengeful creatures.

"In addition, there is a second question." Messi continued, "No matter what method of summoning undead creatures, as long as the bones of living creatures are used, there is a minimum requirement - that is, at least every living creature

The bodies must be grouped together and not scattered around!

"As you can see, the bones of the elves in this ancient elves' tomb have all been messed up and mixed together by the years. Therefore, before holding a ceremony to resurrect the ghosts, we must first play a 'bone puzzle' to combine the bones belonging to the same deceased.

The bones are brought together..."

"Rub the pineapple!" Eldridge scolded, "It's okay to fight with bones... These ancient strong men, ah, they are all gone! God knows which bones, ah, who is who..."

"This is simple." Messi smacked his lips and said, "I can cast a spell and use different colors of magical fluorescence to briefly mark the rhythm of life contained in these bones. You can use this to distinguish the dead - but, given that this resentful spirit has to continue

To cast a spell, there must be an unlucky guy who gets his hands dirty and is responsible for sorting the bones according to fluorescent colors."

Hearing this, the eyes of several scum in Shuangmaple Ridge were all pointed at someone.

Tom Lawrence cursed and jumped down into the pit, ready to do the dirty work.

I have to say that the efficiency of this wave of human-ghost cooperation is quite high:

In less than two hours, the panting and hunched director of the Political Department of Shuangmangling collected eight piles of elven bones, belonging to eight ancient elven heroes who died;

In fact, there are far more ancient elven corpses in this elf tomb than these eight piles. However, considering that the lord only has a master-level magic limit of ten times a month and has to leave room for resurrecting important people, Lawrence compiled these eight piles.

The pile of bones is enough - as for the rest, you can use it next month, and the water will flow slowly.

The four senior officials of Shuangmangling who had been watching from the sidelines finally got busy:

Following Messi's instructions, they placed a stone here and drew a white line there, and finally created a decent ritual circle: different from the traditional "necromancy" magic where you just chant a spell and it's done.

The magic of the "supernatural arts" faction is very ritualistic, and you need to simply arrange the environment when casting spells.

In the end, Xia Houyan held up a pile of elven bones in disgust and placed it in the center of the magic circle. Then he used the oil from the oil lamp he carried with him to light a few flames around the six-pointed star magic circle. Then he stood in the position of the caster, cherishing and cherishing the magic circle.

He recited the "Spiritualism" incantation taught by Messi himself.

This time, amidst the particularly difficult-to-speak ancient Aeolian magic texts, the shadowy shadow of Comrade Yama once again appeared in the sky, and a trembling cold wind blew across the hills——

——However, nothing happened.

The shadow of Lord Yama quickly dissipated in the air, as if he farted.

The pile of elven bones in the center of the circle was also motionless.

Several pairs of bright eyes looked at Messi in the sky at the same time.
To be continued...