Dealing with the demon with a bad brain, An Yizhi and the others hit the road again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this experience allowed An Yizhi to find a new way to make a fortune.

As long as it's not a low-level monster that can't communicate, many monsters in the game of the Brave are similar to neutral NPCs, and in some cases can negotiate.

An Yizhi, who had blackmailed the demon once and tasted the sweetness, was thinking about how to maximize the benefits when he encountered other NPCs of this kind again.

After all, some equipment and items can be dropped without necessarily being killed, such as the mercenaries of the Delin Chamber of Commerce they met before, and the skills used by the three mage mercenaries did not drop.

"Hehe, it seems that Discord's training is not only not a chicken rib, but a great support skill. That's right! That's a good item too, you can try it next time you're tortured, hehehehehe......"

Also playing addicted......

"That...... Brother An, I don't think that's good......"

Good boy brave invincible is a little unrelieved, even if the other party is a demon, he shouldn't be treated like this, just give him a good time.

"Brave man, you are still young. You must know that if you want to uphold justice, you sometimes have to be more ruthless than evil, otherwise good people will never be the opponent of bad people."

Put away the face that was thinking about bad things, and An Yi said righteously.

"Yes..... yes? It feels like it makes a lot of sense."

"Work harder, I'm optimistic about you"

Leaving the grass on the plain: "......"

The brave are invincible, and they really believe it.

"Princess Lalatina......"

"Let's call me Lalatina, Palundesius doesn't exist anymore, and I've decided to give up the title of princess"

"Alright, Lalatina. How far are we from the tomb of the Guardian of the Kingdom? ”

"It shouldn't be too far, there are a lot of changes in this area, and the terrain is a little different from when my father went to the guardian's tomb to sweep the grave now."

Speaking of her father, the priestess's eyes turned red again, and she bowed her head with tears in her eyes.

"Rest assured, we will seek justice for the king and all the unfortunate people of Palundesius."

"Leaving the grass on the plain......

Why is it that he is talking about 'we', but Lalatina keeps looking at the grass on the plain...... Damn handsome guys!

The sun is setting and the sun is setting. Except for some open and outturned coffins and broken tombstones, the appearance of the cemetery is not as eerie and terrifying as An Yizhi thought, mainly because the sun has not set at this time, and having the sun will make people feel a lot more at ease.

As he walked, Ann kicked a wooden plank with his finger.

He picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was part of the coffin board.

The wood was made of cheap poplar and was thin, without a protective paint. The fracture is still very new, and judging by the rate at which the wood decays in the soil, the person buried in this coffin has been buried in the last day or two.

When I raised my eyes, I just saw an open tomb not far away. It looked as if something had come out of it, leaving only the bottom half of the coffin in the dirt pit.

An Yizhi made a very bold move in the eyes of everyone, he jumped into the coffin and lay on his stomach to check the situation of the wooden coffin.

Even if the sun dispelled the cold smell of the cemetery, everyone avoided the tomb as much as possible when they moved. Not only are they psychologically resistant, but they are also worried that there are undead creatures buried underground.

Therefore, An Yizhi's actions startled everyone.

"Brother An..... An?"

"Did you find anything?"

"One thing, I know where the slaves have gone"

Patting the dust on his body, An grabbed the invincible hand of the brave and climbed out of the tomb with one finger:

"There were a lot of signs of struggle in the coffin, as well as broken nails and blood. Those slaves were buried alive to increase the power of resentment, and when they were saved to a certain extent, they naturally ......"

"Formed an uncontrollable contagious undead?"

Leaving the second half of the original grass to pick up the second half of the sentence, Lalatina said strangely:

"But if there is no powerful necromancy to guide you, no matter how strong the resentment is, the undead creatures formed are only a few, and they can't be the opponents of the guards."

In a world where cremation is not promoted and there are all kinds of strange and mysterious forces, it is not uncommon for the deceased to be eroded by negative energy after being buried, so cemeteries are usually far away from residential areas and are patrolled by guards for a long time.

It's just that undead creatures of the level of skeletons and zombies are no match for the guards at all, the former can't even beat the hands of teenage children with wooden sticks, and the latter can fight four or five well-armed soldiers as long as they don't form a scale.

"The king mentions the 'temple' in his diary, and I think that's what he said."

Everyone looked towards the place where An pointed and saw a building slightly larger than a gazebo in the middle of the road.

Pure stone, and the craftsmanship is very rudimentary, it seems that it should have been made of stone blocks and then filled with mortar through the gaps, more like the entrance to a crypt than a temple.

"Miss Lalatina, do you remember it in the cemetery?"

"Definitely not, when I left Palundexiu three years ago, I came to the cemetery to help my mother sweep the grave, and there was no such thing on the road at that time."

"Sorry to bring up your sadness again"

"It doesn't matter, I've seen it"

Saying this, Lalatina still had a sad expression on her face. Lalatina, who lost her mother at a young age and never felt her mother's love, only had her father, and now that the last relative has left her, how can she be relieved so quickly.

Moving on, the people came to the door of the 'Temple'. An Yi pointed and looked at the door to see if there was a clear sign.

Depending on the deity enshrined, the type of shrine varies.

For example, the temple of the Lord of the Dawn is painted with the image of the sun, and the temple of the goddess of trade is made of precious metals and precious stones. An Yizhi likes to read these game settings very much, and he has already memorized the information released by these game companies before the closed beta.

But the style of this humble temple is unrecognizable, what god likes to use a casually coarsely ground stone? It's a bit too basic.

Signaling the invincible brave to open the door with his eyes, An Yi pointed to the grass on the left plain to prepare their own spells and deal with emergencies at any time.

The stone door was opened, and there were no monsters inside, and in the center was an altar with a sacred emblem dedicated to the gods hanging above the altar.

It was a jawless skull placed on a scroll and quill.

The emblem of Jerk.

The ancient god of death, the king of bones, the king of the end of all things, and the guardian god of the cemetery.

This information flashed through my head. An raised his hand and a magic missile struck the emblem. Jecob is a neutral deity and is not as effective using Holy Light Bullets as magic missiles.

However, the magic missile was easily absorbed by the invisible protection, and did not cause any damage to the emblem.

"It's the real thing, you can hear it."

The emblem is the eyes and ears of the gods, and believers and priests pray to the emblem to communicate directly with the gods through the emblem.

“……”

The aftermath echoed through the temple, and no one answered.

"The gods cooperate with the demons, and they don't even have the courage to come out and confront them?"

"What?!"

"Quack?"

An Yizhi explained to the surprised three people and one monster:

"Miss Lalatina just said that it is difficult to naturally give birth to powerful undead creatures without necromancy guidance, and it just so happens that Jecob is one of the gods who is extremely good at necromancy. The king mentions in his diary that he ordered the temple to be built while he was under the control of the demons, and then sent people to demolish it, but there is no follow-up. Dragons themselves are highly resistant to spells, and I don't think a demon knows how to turn a dragon into an undead, and he must have been helped by a certain character. I'm not mistaken, Jerk."

"Watch Your Tone, Mortal"

An old and unjoyed and uneventful voice came from the Holy Emblem:

"Do you really understand the consequences of unwarranted slander against the gods?"

"Huh? Ha? Ha? Hah"

He sneered word by word:

"There is a kind of you coming down, watching Lao Tzu don't smoke, you can't take care of yourself in life"

The grass on the plain, who was listening on the sidelines, was startled, and it was really hopeless to lure the gods down.

However, the only response to Ahn's provocation was silence.

"I'm afraid of a ball, if he has the ability to appear directly, then he still needs to join forces with the demon. If you have the ability to cast necromancy, you must have used this temple, and you have paid a lot of money. Otherwise, as soon as we entered the door, we would have been confused by necromancy."

"Mortal, what do you want to do?"

"I want to show off, anyway, you must be hiding in your own divine domain, and you're afraid that I won't be able to beat you?"

“……”

"Tsk, boring, it's better to have fun with that demon just now"

Jecob's silence disappointed Ann Yizhi, who thought that the other party wouldn't be able to hit me anyway, and he wouldn't suffer a loss if he provoked me.

"I guess the purpose of your alliance with the demon is to find out the dragon king's handarmor hidden in Palundexiu for your own use, and the dark invader is not aware of it. You've probably joined forces with him under the pretext that the Palundexiu clan has a grudge against you. After all, the little between you and Mother Earth has already caused a storm in the city, who doesn't know. With the Dragon King's hand armor, you have enough confidence. Am I wrong again? ”

“……”

"Don't speak? It's okay, I say you listen. In fact, the Dragon King's handarmor has long been taken away by the people of the Shadow Order, and by the way, they also used your necromancy to set up a refining array in the underground to pour the resentment and death power into another special item for God Slayer, which is called the Book of the Dead. Coincidentally, some of the pages are in my hands."

Ann took out the 'magical page' and shook it at the emblem to show that he was not lying.

"Give it to me, mortal. I will give you enough reward"

Jerk could not remain silent this time, the Book of the Dead was vital to the gods, especially those who ruled over death like him.

Jerk was once a powerful deity, and he later gave most of his priesthood to three mortals, which became the feared 'Three Gods of Death'.

Jerk would only be loyal to the Lord of Death, whose effects make the Book of the Dead more powerful than any god who holds the priesthood of death, and is not unavoidably called the Lord of Death.

"Let's talk about the price code first"

"How about giving you the priesthood of a cemetery guard"

As long as An Yizhi nods, he can directly ascend to the god as a level 10 player!

"And then become your subordinate all day long by you SM? Don't be funny, be honest."

An Yizhi was very sober, and said it as if he was very generous, and directly gave him a priesthood. In fact, whether you can get it or not is another matter.

For the sake of balance, it is impossible for the system to make the player ascend early in the game. It is likely that An Yizhi, the game character, will directly become an NPC, and the player himself will be deleted from the number.

The customer service will find the player, and the player will have a lot of reasons, and finally give a little compensation that doesn't hurt or itch, and start over.

"What do you want?"

"Hmmm......"

An Yizhi thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he really didn't have anything he wanted to ask for. If you want to equip it, the equipment of a god of death must be used by a necromancer, and An Yi will not know a single necromancer, so it is useless to come.

If you want skills, these people around you are all really orderly and kind, An Yizhi gets along well with them, and he doesn't want to have conflicts because of this little thing.

"I just want to show you a face, come on, it's okay, you can get out"

“……”

Jecob, the god of the undead, has a tendency to be angry and bloody, how dare anyone speak to the gods like that.

"Otherworldly Traveler...... Ann Yizhi, one day you will pay the price for your words and deeds today......"

And An Yizhi's response is a set of unstable compounds!