Suddenly the rain began to fall.

A rotting vulture was searching the ground for rats, and the raindrops were already beating on it wildly. Before he could scream a few times, the poor big bird turned into a puddle of flesh. When the rain stopped, all that was left was a mess of bird feathers on the ground. Like ghost wolves, rotting vultures are not pure necromantic creatures.

"I'm going to go, this acid rain is terrible." Seeing this scene, Qingyi, who was sheltering from the rain in the ruins, couldn't help but be speechless, and had a more comprehensive understanding of the power of this ghost weather. The building he was in still had half a roof, so it could give him shelter. By the way, the main reason why this ruin can stand is because it is the default scene of the system; The system is the boss, and you can smash this building with a forbidden spell.

"Hey, little brother, shelter from the rain?"

"Yes, I'll take a break from you." Qingyi answered casually, immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately turned around, and saw a person in a tattered cloak.

It was a middle-aged man with shoulder-length blonde hair, a mustache on his chin, and a few conspicuous corpse spots on his face; A plaid cloth scarf is tied around his neck, and he wears a leather arm guard on his right forearm and a shoulder pad on his right shoulder; A belt with several small bags of different colors hung from it, and brown skinny trousers and black mountain boots made him look very smart. His cloak was dripping with water, and it seemed that he was also sheltered from the rain.

"Oh, don't put on a look of being wary of the bad guys. I don't have any ill intentions, little brother. The middle-aged man twisted his cloak casually and sat down beside Qingyi. From the middle of the Sea of Bones? ”

"Yes, Mr. Waltpole Cullen, it's been a long journey." Qingyi smiled.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "You know me?" ”

"I don't think we'll have to play dumb riddles with each other anymore, Mr. Walterpole Cullen, the falconer." Looking at the boss in the southern part of the White Bone Ocean, Qingyi didn't feel a trace of nervousness, "I came to you on a special trip." ”

"No wonder, no wonder. I'm shocked to hear the vultures say you're coming alone...... As the ruler of the power, he did something that was dangerous alone, no matter how you look at it, you shouldn't look at it. ”

Qingyi said eloquently: "To obtain benefits, risks are inevitable. If I don't come by myself, how can I show my sincerity? Also, I don't think I'm going to die here. Ah, the rain has stopped. ”

"Don't think? Haha, have confidence in your Necromancy: The Majesty of the King? Although the low-level guys won't take the initiative to attack, Hegel's idiot won't be the first to attack you! Little brother, why do you think I won't hurt you? I don't think I'm a gentleman. ”

Waltpole Cullen whistled sharply, and a strong wind blew as a great rotting vulture flapped its wings and landed on his raised right arm. The rotting vulture's eyes were terrifyingly bright, more threatening than ordinary rotting vultures, and its iron claws shimmered with cold light. I'm afraid it's the leader of the rotten vultures, not much like the Ghost Wolf King. Waltpole Cullen grabbed a few grains of minced meat from the pouch around his waist and fed them to the vulture king.

"Is it even clear what Hegel is doing? It's hard to imagine anything in the sea of bones that you don't know. Let's be honest, I'm here to work with you, I guess you're not going to do anything to your allies, are you? Qingyi was calm.

Waterpole Cullen nodded, and released the vulture king in his hand: "Very good, I am also interested to hear what kind of cooperation plan you can propose if you are still optimistic in the case of 'Akatsuki' and Esinger joining forces." ”

"Okay. But first, let's find a place to talk. Would you be interested in visiting my city? ”