Go back in time.

When Qingyi stepped on the cross-border teleportation array and went to Qinli Villa, the Dusk Empire ushered in another peaceful day.

Today's weather is still cloudy, and the sky and the sky are gloomy. The blue souls of the flames were suspended, floating, and cruising, illuminating the city and the sea. In the eyes of outsiders, the role of these soul fires is to illuminate, but they are ignorant and ignorant monitors, building the monitoring network of the Dusk Empire. Within the confines of the surveillance network, all information is transmitted to the palace, so that those in power are well aware of the situation in the country. In addition to being unobtrusive, Soul Fire has two advantages, namely zero cost and high production.

And the soul fire demon in charge of the monitoring network did not put into work, but happily played hide and seek with Her Royal Highness the princess. The only slight difference in its appearance from the Soul Fire is that it has a very dense gem within it, which is the core of all elemental beings.

"No more playing! Hmph, you're always cheating, when I want to find you, you'll [teleport] somewhere else, so you can't play at all! Her Royal Highness pouted.

There is only one princess in the Dusk Empire, and that is Her Royal Highness Suo'er, who is deeply favored by the White Bone Tyrant. Anyone who has ever met her will compliment her on her beauty. She has black hair like a satin shawl, bright eyes and bright teeth, fair and delicate skin, but she is a beautiful embryo at a young age. Although her face is still childish, her body has begun to develop, and she is quite delicately curved, really like a purple iris waiting to be picked. At the moment, she is still pouting like a child, which will really make a man's heart beat faster.

As soon as she heard that the princess didn't want to play anymore, the soul fire made the demon panic, and she swooped over and circled around Suo'er. Suo'er knew that this was its way of pleasing others, and couldn't help laughing, poking it with a finger, pretending to be serious: "Hmph! You're so naughty, if you don't obey, I'll give you to someone else! ”

The soul fire made the demon shake from side to side, imitating shaking his head, as fast as if he had been slapped in the face. Suo'er said "ouch", and quickly hugged the soul fire demon, and rubbed it vigorously, as if she was making noodles. The soul fire made the demon whine a few times, presumably crying.

Another playmate muttered, "It's so pretty...... Whether it's angry or laughing, it's so good-looking......" He was all focused on Suo'er, and he didn't care about the black blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. This is the little prince of the underworld, Rudy, and the king of the necromancy, who is a little shorter than the newly developed Suo'er, and his appearance is a perfect match for Suo'er, and anyone who sees it will say that this is a pair of golden boys and girls. He came to the Dusk Empire to study (most of the time he skipped class) and experienced, and he liked Suo'er so much that he couldn't extricate himself, and the most terrible thing was that whenever his spring heart sprouted, he would bleed from all his orifices.

Catching a glimpse of Rudy bleeding, Su'er let go of the Soul Fire Demon (this little guy is a [teleportation] without saying a word) and pulled out a black handkerchief from the small pocket of his dress.

"I, I...... Come ......"

As soon as Rudy spoke, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't speak. As soon as he wanted to take the handkerchief, who knew that the princess wiped it on his face without saying a word, and the whole person was completely stiff, stiffer than a zombie. The princess was so close, her pure eyes were looking at her, her breath was blowing on her face with a faint fragrance, and her weak hands and handkerchief with body fragrance were in contact with her skin...... Rudy's soul fire rhythm changed rapidly, two times a second, two times a second, and it gave him the feeling of a heartbeat. And so, his blood flowed even more.

In Rudy's eyes, Sa'er is taking care of him gently, but the truth is always cruel, and Sa'er is only trying to collect "despicable blood". In order not to stain her usual handkerchief, she had already carried this black handkerchief with her to wipe Rudy's face. She wiped it carefully a few times, and found that she couldn't wipe it at all, so she sighed very angrily, raised her little hand and flicked it in the air. The invisible spider silk was stirred, and soon several amethyst-clear death-phase spiders appeared, all dragging a rag.

Leaving the mobile blood bank to the spiders to take care of, as soon as Sao'er turned around, she found that the soul fire had disappeared from the demon, and ran out with a raised brow, calling it while looking around.

And what about the Soul Flame Demon? It has long since come to the Joint Research Center, because this place is a place that few people have set foot in. At first, Sao'er still liked to come here to play, because her uncles all worked here, but later, after Uncle Brian talked to the grandfather in charge, the grandfather in charge gave her a grounding order. Since then, Su'er has never set foot in the joint scientific research center.

The place where the Soul Fire Demon appeared was one of the three large labs in the Research Center, hovering curiously over the lab bench to get close to the fully enclosed glass sink filled with ink. In order to ensure the accuracy of the experiment, the laboratory uses shadowless lamps, and uses a special refractive device to diffuse the light of the soul fire to every corner. As the soul fire swirled the demon, a dark blue shadow flickered across the test table.

Then a stocky researcher stared wide-eyed, waved his tool, and shouted, "Hey! Get out of the way! Why do you make trouble every time! "This is a necromantic repairman, Fermat, who is good at smelting, blacksmithing, and mechanics, and has a lot of mechanical parts on him. He was really angry this time, and blue tongues of fire erupted from the crack in the hatch on his chest.

The soul fire startled the demon and quickly flew to the corner, trembling. At this time, a thin man with a screw in his head spoke: "Why are you murdering it? It's still a child's heart, and it doesn't understand anything! "This is a necromantic alchemist, Strunm, who is good at alchemy, enchantment, and dispensing. He is thin and tall, Svenwen, this kind of person should be the most unconfident when they quarrel, but his eyes are firm, he doesn't give an inch, and the bruises on his neck are up.

"Hah! You're always repairing it! Fermat craned his neck and took a step forward. Stram is known to be the inventor of the Soul Flame. Although the Soul Fire Demon did not have this master in his heart, Strom spoiled the Soul Fire Demon as always.

"It's 'maintenance', not 'repair'!" Strunm also stepped forward, refusing to admit defeat and pointed out the other party's typo: "You are now a group leader, don't you know the words!" ”

"Shut up, the experiment is still ongoing. Temper tantrums are one of the more despicable human natures, and to lose one's temper is to take a step back on the ladder of human progress (Darwin's famous quote), and those of us who have died once should restrain ourselves. ”

A skeleton in a purple robe holding a notebook spoke, and the two men immediately fell silent. This skeleton is not as rigid as an ordinary skeleton soldier, his movements are elegant, dashing, and have a strong bookish atmosphere, just like a living person. The flames in his eyes were also very refined, more divine than his kind. He is the highest speaker of the Joint Research Center, Necromantic Scholar and Brian. He turned his head and said to the demon who was pretending to tremble, "Come out with me." ”

The Soul Fire Demon was really scared this time, and refused to follow, until Brian repeated the command before reluctantly floating over. Two Necro Knights opened the doors of the laboratory.

"Without my consent, access to the lab is prohibited. Got it? Brian asked as he walked.

The soul fire makes the demon shake up and down violently (mimicking a nod).

Although the opponent is acting behind him, the necromantic creature can sense the actions of others with a soul force field, so Brian can know the attitude of the soul fire. He walked down the stairs and said in a calm tone: "It's okay if you usually make trouble, the joint scientific research center is so big, it can definitely accommodate you." But once an experimental accident occurs because of your sudden appearance, can you take this responsibility? It doesn't matter if it's me or my colleagues who dissipate because of the mess you've caused? ”

The soul fire made the demon shake from side to side extremely violently this time, and after shaking it for a round, it turned around like a drunken man, a little confused, and the core was much darker.

"I'm done with what I need to say, step aside."

As soon as Brian's voice fell, the soul fire demon who was still pretending to be stunned ran away without a trace with a [teleportation]. The Necromantic Scholar sighed, his original intention was to ensure the absolute success of the experiment, which was not human. You must know that the glass sink just now contained the "Source of Evil" sent by the Lancang Dragon King, which is the Lord of Hell and a part of Satan's body, that is, the "Original Sin" in the mouth of the world, and the danger of this thing is still above the "despicable blood", if something happens, none of the people present will want to live. Therefore, no matter how aggrieved Her Royal Highness the princess is, Brian will never allow her to enter the joint scientific research center.

At present, the leaders of each group are powerless to do anything about the "origin of evil", and the analysis work is still stagnant. As a supervisor, Brian can't spend all his time experimenting. According to the schedule, he should now go to the Abomination Factory to make sure that the production line is functioning properly.

The Abomination Factory is a production base for assembled corpses, in other words, without enough corpses, this particular building can't be of maximum value. In the assumption, the daily output of pure white abomination in the abomination factory can reach 100 small or 2-3 large, but due to the lack of war and resources for a long time, the output of pure white abomination is also quite worrying. At present, the Dusk Empire has released news to the outside world, buying a large number of demonic beast corpses, hoping to establish a stable supply channel.

The first-hand supplier of Warcraft corpses is mercenaries. The mercenaries were born and died in various dangerous situations, hunting and killing monsters, but in order to move lightly, they only obtained high-grade materials (such as horns, magic crystals, blood, and fur) on the corpses of monsters, and did not take the corpses away. First, it is because the corpse of the monster is not favored by the merchants, and the second is because the weight on the body is likely to determine whether the entire mercenary group can safely return to the human city. Therefore, there are no Warcraft corpses on the market at all, and only some high-grade taverns may have a Warcraft meat steak.

But military technological innovation is imperative. Now almost all countries on the mainland have "broken silver" armaments, and the military powers led by Bigbowo have completely blocked the export of science and technology, and if the Twilight Empire wants to rise, it must rely on corpse transformation. Necromancy has always been a forbidden art for living beings, so the kingdoms have achieved little in this field, and it is the best technology that can help the Twilight Empire break through the blockade. In order to perfect this technical system, Brian needed a large number of corpses. He paid a lot of money to make mercenaries and merchants understand the benefits of sending a whole corpse into the Blackstone Valley, and the friendship of necromantic creatures (although no one believed in it) if they transported corpses for a long time. As soon as this news came out, a new class was immediately born: corpse robbers. The corpse thieves were poor and crazy ruffians who did not have the strength to fight the monsters or the courage to kill, so they dug up the corpses from the cemetery or the wilderness, and sold them to merchants for the freshness of the corpses; The merchant stripped the corpse from it, and then handed over the corpse to the stronghold of the blood elves, anyway, now everyone knows that the blood elves and the necromantic creatures snake and rat are in a nest, and giving the blood elves is equivalent to giving the Dusk Empire.

And those who are secretly watching are puzzled: after just experiencing the trade war, the vitality of the Dusk Empire has been greatly damaged, what kind of heavy money can be given?

In fact, there is, and the source of the funds is a paper-thin "necromantic lease contract". The Dusk Empire provided this contract, and for a certain amount of gold, adventurers or natives could hire a necromantic creature for a period of time, during which time the necromantic creature would serve its master to the best of its ability; If you add a certain amount of insurance, the necro creature will risk its life. Due to the limited number of fighters to choose from, the recommended criteria is for a player to sign a necromantic creature, and if they want to sign more, each sign will increase the price of the previous one by 30%. If there is a particularly favored necromantic warrior (such as "Bloodclaw" Franji) but the opponent is not on the official list, the player can do the relevant quest, and when the rental conditions are met, there is no chance to invite them back. Theoretically, if you can offer a suitable price, the Bone Tyrant will become your summoned beast.

In the eyes of combat professionals, this is an epoch-making feat because any player is henceforth equivalent to a necromancer; In the eyes of the merchants, this kind of lease contract is not a commodity of personal freedom and rights, but a commodity of labor, once a trend is formed, it will be of great benefit to the circulation of capital and the prosperity of the market, and the financial environment of the future Necromantic Empire must be quite liberalized.

When Brian arrived at the gate of the Abomination Factory, a silent raven fluttered its wings and dropped a message: "Lord Brian, His Majesty Kazuki Ringo 'Fuji' has sent a gift for Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”