Coren didn't quite understand why Cindy came here. Lelia should have taught her the art of reincarnation and self-preservation magic and then left her to survive alone. Why did history develop so strangely?
Lelia, her two friends, and Cindy were slowly approaching the battlefield. I really don’t know when they started walking this way. I guess they didn’t even know that the war had started.
Lailia felt the soaring aura of death from a distance in the direction of the battlefield. "Oh my God. Could it be that the God of the Undead has appeared? How could there be such a strong aura of death?"
Cindy and Lailiya have been studying for a year, specializing in reincarnation. Their understanding of the aura of death is only superficial. "Mrs. Lailiya, is it dangerous over there? Otherwise, we shouldn't go there."
Ti doesn't want to die. Her reincarnation technique is not the kind that can be resurrected after being killed, but relies on rituals to give up the current body and reincarnate into the designated mother who has just become pregnant.
But Lilia didn't want to listen to Cindy's advice. "As a necromancer, how could I let go of such a good learning opportunity."
"But you also have to think about your husband. He won't let you take risks." Cindy still didn't want to go. However, this sentence revealed that Lilia had been married during this year, but she was not with him.
Her husband stayed together. And her husband was the man who wanted to take away Mu Wei's body, Paina. (The world is so small...)
"Don't be afraid, little girl. Your body is very strong, stronger than any of us. I believe that even if you run away, you are also the fastest. Haha." Lai Liya smiled and chatted with Cindy, moving forward and
No, it's still undecided.
At this time, the ten thousand-year-old zombie who cooperated with the lich last time suddenly appeared in front of them. Cindy was so frightened that she screamed and ran behind Lailia. In fact, everyone was shocked, how could anyone
This is what it does...
The Wannian Zombie is quite polite. "Sorry, I scared you. The space I just entered and exited is always a bit wrong."
Lailia had been dealing with things like zombies and skeletons for many years, so she immediately regained her composure. "Who are you? What's the matter?"
"My name is no longer important, because I am just a tool with thoughts and emotions. I am here assigned by the God of the Dead to prevent this girl named Cindy from entering the battlefield." The ten thousand-year zombie pointed and hid.
Cindy behind Lelia.
"What battlefield? Can you ask why Cindy can't go?" Lelia could feel how powerful the opponent was and had no intention of resisting.
The Ten Thousand Years Zombie looked at the two young people next to Lelia again, and replied: "It is a war between Alpha Continent and Hell Space. The three of you are necromancers, so there is no problem entering the battlefield, and you can also collect a lot of materials. However,
Cindy has a reason to live, and she cannot go to dangerous places."
"Is that so? No wonder Cindy has been clamoring to learn reincarnation and has no interest in other magic. Then she really shouldn't follow." Lilia then understood a little bit.
Cindy immediately pulled Lailia's clothes from behind, with tears in her eyes. "Are you going to leave me too?"
"I'm not leaving you behind, but it's time for you to stand on your own feet. The spells I taught you are enough for you to protect yourself. Coupled with your own mental magic and strong physique, these can already allow you to defeat most enemies.
Enemy. Even if you lose your strong mental power and strong physique after reincarnation, you can still learn other skills to protect yourself. Life is like this, constantly spent in learning. I can't always take care of you." Laili.
Ya gently stroked Cindy's silky hair, her eyes full of care.
Cindy pursed her lips, but tears still flowed down. "But it's also dangerous for you to go there. Why don't we avoid it together?"
"No. Since there is a war between Alpha Continent and Hell Space, how can I escape as a necromancer on Alpha Continent? I have to fight! And I believe that other professionals on the continent are also gathering here. Because
This is a huge stage, on which the blooming and withering of the flower of life are performed..." Lilia seemed to want to go to the battlefield to show off her skills.
Lai Liya's two friends also persuaded Cindy to give up the idea of letting Lai Liya go back. They understood Lai Liya's character and would do whatever they wanted, even if it was wrong. That's why she fell in love with her whenever she wanted and got married immediately.
I just met Paina. Unfortunately, Lilia's family deals with the undead and has some weird quirks. So Lailia just took Paina back and told them that even if they were married, there would be no formalities.
nothing.
Seeing that there was no hope to persuade them to turn back, Cindy had to say goodbye to them alone. "The year I spent with you has made me grow a lot. But I am still a crybaby. I hope you can all come back from the battlefield.
Don't fall down." Before Lai Liya and others could say anything, she wiped away her tears and ran away.
Lilia's expression was also sad. After all, this lovely girl had been inseparable from her for a whole year. As Cindy left, she sent a rare blessing from the necromancer. "I hope you can also be on the battlefield of your own life."
Go up and down, don't fall down..."
The Ten Thousand Years Zombie laughed, as if he had seen something funny. "Such an emotional necromancer, haha. I think the God of the Undead will definitely like you."
"I'm married!" Although Lai Liya couldn't defeat the other party, her tone was not weak at all.
The Ten Thousand Years Zombie smiled even more exaggeratedly. "I didn't say the God of the Undead was a man, haha."
Only then did Lelia realize that the God of the Dead was a woman like herself. "Are you saying that the God of the Dead is looking at me?"
"Yeah. Oh, I'm sorry. I have to follow that little girl and don't let her have any accidents. Maybe we will meet more often in the future and behave well." After finishing speaking, the zombie disappeared in front of Lai Liya and others.
Behave well? What does this mean? Does the God of the Dead want me to be her apostle? Lelia was thinking about it alone.
The news that Cindy was persuaded to leave in time was sent directly to Column. The God of the Dead did something good, and Column thanked her. "Thank you for helping to persuade Cindy to go away, and for sending someone to protect her. But.
You made a huge mistake, which completely ruined your image. Otherwise, we could have become very good friends."
The God of the Undead doesn't care about friends or not. Anyway, Column just doesn't destroy the world so early. When he gets happiness, he can do whatever he likes in the world, and he doesn't care.
At this time, Beate interrupted Coren again. "If Cindy isn't coming, will Tiff arrive first?"
"I don't know. I feel like distance is not reliable at all now." Coren sighed and sat on the seat of the aircraft.
Sure enough, it was not Tiff but Scott who came this time. He rushed towards Column like a green ribbon. "What's going on? Why have they all turned into zombies!"
The lich never left and was floating high in the sky. It seemed that the God of the Dead asked him to monitor the space cracks at any time.
Coren pointed to the small black dot in the sky. "Although he did it, you can't blame him. He is just a killing tool."
Scott was so angry that the veins on his head bulged. "Who gave the order to kill even his own people?"
Coren leaned back on his seat and answered lazily. "The bastard you mentioned didn't know about it at the time. She just gave a simple order to attack the enemy. Can you blame her? Things have already happened.
It happened, but it was just a different person who was slaughtered. Otherwise, these people would also die in my hands..."
"That's hundreds of thousands of people. Even our green-haired clan wouldn't be so cruel." Scott still knew a little bit about himself. He was the one who single-handedly destroyed an entire demon town last time.
Beate smiled and answered his words. "Are the green-haired people cruel? Why don't I think so?"
Scott found that Beate showed signs of being superior to others, and was more cruel than the real green-haired people. "Beate, don't you think it's cruel that hundreds of thousands of people died?"
But Beate smiled. "Why fight out there if you don't have the strength? They are not considered cannon fodder. I can only say that they are a group of brainless idiots and do not deserve sympathy at all."
Coren quickly stretched out his hand to test the temperature on Beate's forehead. "It's not hot."
There was a snap. Beate slapped Column's hand aside. "What are you doing? Do you think I have a fever and am talking nonsense? To tell you the truth. I have no feelings at all for those people I have never met, even if they die in my hands.
Same."
Hiss~~! Coren took a deep breath. Now he finally understood what was going on with Beate's ruthlessness. After arguing for a long time, Beate only had feelings for people she had come into contact with, and was completely indifferent to strangers.
.No wonder she kills people without batting an eyelid. It turns out that she doesn’t regard the other person as a human being at all. These gods are so unlucky that they can never get her respect.
Scott looked at Beate, and his face gradually became less tense. After all, he is his descendant. "Beate, I didn't have a chance to have a good talk with you last time, and time is still very tight this time. How have you been recently?"
How about it?"
"Not bad. Running around with Column is quite fulfilling anyway. The key is how are you doing? Catherine is on her way here, but she's about to arrive." Beate didn't look like a junior at all, and
My ancestors still spoke so casually.
Scott looked embarrassed. "What can I do? I can only do my best."
Coren thought of the play where he pretended to be Scott, and hurriedly said it now. Scott was dumbfounded. "You mean I already knew her? You even bullied her into tears, right?"
no?"
"Yeah...ha...ha..." Coren smiled naively.
Beate pinched Colen's arm hard. "This bad guy knows how to bully girls. He is a famous pervert."
Colen quickly explained. "No such thing! Don't listen to Beate's words!"
Scott just smiled and didn't take it seriously. "Okay, I have to go back. Now that I know what's going on, I can handle this situation better."
"I wish you success. Beate's future depends on you." Colen sincerely hopes that Scott can pursue Catherine as soon as possible. Otherwise, he will never be able to let go of this big stone in his heart. As long as this matter is settled, it will be fine.
He went into seclusion with Beate.
After hundreds of thousands of zombies cleared the battlefield, Lelia and her friends were the first to arrive, and they met the remaining orc troops that were retreating. Some orcs who were infected by the undead breath and were still on the verge of life and death.
After struggling, Lelia had no racial discrimination against the orcs, so she immediately treated them. Most of the orcs saved their lives.
The tall and strong orc warrior came over and expressed his gratitude. "Hello, I am the last captain of the orc army, Sean. Thank you very much for your help to us."
Lailia responded to him with a smile. "It doesn't matter. This is just a simple task for us. But how did you get infected by the breath of the undead?"
"It was caused by a random attack by a lich subordinate of the God of the Undead. Our orc army and hell army all suffered heavy losses. Except for a group of fire demons who barely survived, there were almost no survivors on the battlefield. The people you treated were all hiding.
The logistics personnel at the very back, think about it." Sean really felt aggrieved for his dead comrades.
Lailia really couldn't believe that a subordinate of the God of the Undead could be so powerful. And it was not the zombie who persuaded Cindy to leave, but the lich. A feeling of excitement arose from the bottom of her heart. The power of the undead was indeed the strongest.
Yes, I did not choose the wrong career.
Now that the treatment is over, Lailia is going to go to the battlefield to take a look. I heard that the zombies there are retreating and there will be no danger.
Sean had a question, and he raised it before they left. "It doesn't seem like you used light magic or natural magic when you treated them just now. Why do they look like black balls attacking us?"
"Of course. I use death magic, otherwise how do you think I can treat them so easily?" Lilia did not hide her profession, just because this place is already a battlefield.
When Sean heard this, he realized it was death magic again. He immediately took off the machete from his back and pointed it at her. "Who are you? Why do you also use death magic?"
Lelia was not nervous, but gave Sean a smile. "My name is Lelia, and I am a necromancer. What I used to save your companion just now was death magic, and only death magic itself can have such a good effect.
If it is light magic, your companions may die because they cannot bear the conflict between the conflicting magic elements. This also proves that death is also a way of salvation."
Sean was half-understood, but he also understood that he meant well. He put down his sword and asked, "What are you doing in such a dangerous place?"
"Is it dangerous? Death does not mean danger. Only fear is the root of danger. Once you are afraid, it is really dangerous." Lilia's words are very profound.
Sean thought for a moment and nodded. "Well said! I didn't expect a necromancer to say such philosophical words. It seems that the image of the necromancer I heard before was just a rumor."
Lailia laughed twice and continued to pack her things and get ready to hit the road. She didn't want to arrive at the place after dark.
Sean simply arranged the remaining remnants of his troops and returned to Lailia. "I'll go with you! Otherwise, if I go back like this, I would be really sorry for those companions who have been together through life and death. You don't want to welcome me."
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"How could it be? Haha." Lelia discovered that this orc was actually quite good and worth getting to know.
The God of the Undead had nothing to do now and was observing Lilia. She found that this woman was very optimistic. Even if she chose the undead wizard, she still kept smiling all day long. And she would do whatever she wanted.
This is really something that makes people jealous. Many people can't do it, including myself, the God of the Undead.
Lailia still doesn't know that she has become a lucky person who has received God's attention. Of course, maybe she is an unlucky person...
The four of them quickly arrived near the battlefield. Sean pointed to the aircraft above him and said, "The guy up there is very powerful. I heard from the God of Power that he can easily destroy the entire world."
"Ah? So powerful? Wait, you mean the God of Power? Are you the messenger of the God of Power in the world?" Lelia looked at Sean with admiration.
"It was the same just now, but I don't do it anymore!" Sean was still angry when he thought of this.
After Sean explained the whole story, Lailia persuaded him with a smile. "Don't be angry. Things have already happened, how can you blame the God of Power? Besides, his power is not enough to stop the Lich.
Attack. Both of you have bad tempers." She really dared to say that even the God of Strength was struck.
Sean did not regret drawing a clear line with the God of Power. "Humph! The God of Power should have been able to tell me something in advance, but he didn't! His words could save tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of lives, but
He didn't! After so many people died, he should have felt incompetent, but he didn't! I will never forgive him for his disregard for hundreds of thousands of lives!"
"Okay, he won't refute you now. What's the use of scolding him here alone? Come on, let's go to the battlefield and have a look. Maybe we can find something useful." Lilia walked to the battlefield first.
The two friends immediately followed.
Sean was walking at the back, muttering. "Besides blood on the ground, what else can there be?"
Sure enough, the battlefield was covered with blood and minced meat, and there was no normal color on the ground at all. It was all replaced by red. Fortunately, there were no corpses, otherwise it would have looked even worse.
Lailiya searched the ground, hoping to find something useful and prepare for the next war. Suddenly, messages appeared in her mind. "Stop looking, Lailiya. Do you want
I have the stuff here.”
Lailia's first reaction was that this was the God of the Dead contacting her.
"Yes, it's me. But have you already thought about getting this gift from me? It doesn't matter if you refuse, because then you won't remember that I contacted you. You just need to use your heart to give me the answer
That's it." The God of the Dead is not in a hurry to make her his apostle.
"I should think about it." Lilia rationally did not accept it immediately. Then she was stunned and forgot about the contact with the God of the Dead. But those words stayed in her heart. She began to consider,
If the God of the Dead gives you domain power, should you accept it?
At this time, Coren's aircraft had been parked in mid-air, and he did not observe what Lelia was looking for. He just knew that they were milling around below.
Beate was bored and kicked Column. "Colon, are we just waiting for the real person to come? It's so boring."
Coren had a smile on his face. "So, Miss Beate, what entertainment projects do you have in mind?"
"Tell me a story. Tell me about your tens of thousands of years of future memories. There should be many interesting stories in them." Beate smiled innocently, but it was more like a threat...
Coren: "..."
to be continued…………………………………………………………………………………………………