Ramo handed it to him. Negris studied it for a while, but couldn't figure out anything. He handed it to Ange and then asked Ramo: "Did he leave any relics? Where are his last words?"

Ramo was about to burst into tears: "I just now know that the master has passed away. He didn't give any last words. The relics are all here. How about we dig them up and take a look?"

What a good idea. Nigris immediately called the little zombie and started digging up Duroken's grave.

Ramo was surprised when he saw the little zombie with two hoes in his gloves and a dog-pawing, because few lichs could be as nimble and move so fast as the little zombie.

"Oh my god, how did he do it? How come his joints are so flexible?" Rameau gestured at his stiff joints and said in surprise.

Zombies, zombies, how can they be called zombies if their movements are not stiff? Liches are just intelligent zombies, and their movements are not very flexible.

"Haha, I'll tell you later." Nigris laughed mischievously. When the facial cleansing technique shining with holy light was applied to his body, he wondered if Ramo would jump up in fright.

It's a pity that when Duroken's grave was dug up, there were no last words or relics. This is normal. The precious things must have been placed in the palace. Who would put them in the grave?

Nigris was extremely disappointed. He originally thought that if he could find Duroken, he would have a chance to know where the king had gone. Unexpectedly, Duroken died without leaving any last words. Only a phylactery was left.

I can’t speak, what should I do?

Looking back, Ange was still holding the life box and looking at it.

Negris asked: "Did you find anything? Is there any residual consciousness?"

Ange shook his head.

"Then why are you still holding it? Put it down and bury it again later. This time it will really turn into a grave." Nigris sighed.

Ange tilted his head and said hesitantly: "The Lich's heart is dry, can I use it to resurrect him?"
Chapter completed!