readx;?? Truth be told, when the legendary star mage introduced Skeletron to the nobles of Novis with a strange expression, a war almost broke out in the entire hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At present, Novis is facing the invasion and slaughter of a large number of undead, and the entire aristocratic class has changed color when they hear the "undead", and the hatred of the undead has reached its peak. Therefore, seeing that behind Cateeni was a terrifying skeleton with an imposing momentum, those brave nobles and knights drew their swords and shouted loudly; And other timid aristocrats have been so frightened that they are crying and running around.

The entire conference hall was in chaos in an instant.

The nobles present thought that the former patron saint of Novis had chosen to join the necromancer, and now they were planning to bring the undead to slaughter their most powerful people in Novis.

Sweeping around the chaotic aristocratic venue, Skeletron had a cold look on his face that was difficult to hide. For these human aristocrats who are good at dancing power and playing politics, he has no respect in his heart, but for those who dare to draw their swords against each other, he barely retains a trace of respect in his heart.

However, judging from the diametrically opposed response habits of the two, most of those who dared to resist were middle and lower-class nobles, including many low-level nobles from knights. And the more gorgeous and exquisite the clothes, the more timid as a mouse, one by one screamed and burrowed under the chairs under the table, and their bodies were like chaff, ignoring the fact that most of the pi strands were still exposed.

As for the few people such as Grand Duke Novis, they stood in place with pale faces, their eyes fixed on the legendary star mage with a calm demeanor. The many guards of the Iron Fist Knights drew their swords and surrounded them in the middle, and the various lights representing the fighting spirit on their bodies shone in the audience.

The Legendary Star Mage looked at the chaotic venue and glanced at Skeletron with a disgruntled expression. Leorik then retracted his aura of fear.

There is no way, as a legendary-level undead creature, the existence of this fear aura is as natural and smooth for him as human breathing, and the usual people around him are cemetery creatures who don't eat this set, so Leorik "inadvertently" disturbed the fragile human in front of him.

If there is a high-level magician in front of him, of course, he can use the splash of "calm light" to calm everyone down. And the mage profession kills people and sets fires, but he is not good at large-scale emotional manipulation. Therefore, Katieani can only suppress the panic of the crowd with his hundreds of years of accumulation.

"Knock".

The magic staff in Katieani's hand slammed into a muffled sound, and a circular ripple of wind swept across the field, staggering everyone and making them unsteady on their feet.

"Silence!" Katiene's angry eyes swept across the audience: "Shut your mouth for me!" Today I'm inviting Lord Leorik, the legendary commander from the Necropolis, not the bloodthirsty undead of the United Council of the Dead. So from now on, everybody shut up for me and listen to what people have to say. During this time, any disturbance of the venue will be regarded as a provocation to me, and will surely bear the wrath of all the Mages of the Association! ”

With the low and resolute words of the legendary star mage, a large number of association mages entered the meeting hall and lined up all around, their expressions serious and serious. Although the magic wands in their hands were not lit and activated, let alone intimidated, the magic fluctuations caused by the full set of outfits still made the nobles present cover their mouths one after another, and they no longer dared to make a sound.

"My name is Leoric, and I'm the undead commander of the Necropolis, Legendary Rank!" Skeletron stepped forward, and the soul words stirred up by the burning soul fire in his eyes swept through the audience: "I have come to meet with you on behalf of the Great Cemetery, hoping to get a result that will satisfy both parties. ”

Along with Skeletron's words came the terrifying spiritual coercion that was surging and mighty like a thousand-foot wave. The power of the Legendary Undead was completely revealed at this moment.

Quiescence!

Deathly silence!

The nobles opened their mouths to scream, but the sound that was about to come out was pressed deep in their chests by Skeletron's wanton expansion of domineering momentum, and they could not relax. Even their bodies have become numb, and it is extremely difficult to change their posture.

"You...... You guys...... Necropolis...... and the undead...... ...... of the Federal Assembly No...... A gang ...... Yes? A rough-looking, stoutly knightly nobleman asked in a struggling voice. Although his words were fragmented, his bravery still aroused a trace of respect from Leorik.

"We are the Necropolis, not the Council of the Dead!" Skeletron's soul words are so powerful: "Although we are undead, we don't need to expand our race by mutilating humans. Therefore, the Necropolis and you humans have a legal basis for peaceful coexistence. ”

Although the atmosphere in the arena was stagnant and the pressure was great, Skeletron's words still caused whispers from everyone present. A loud buzz instantly resounded through the venue, loud enough to overturn a caught observer.

Can the undead coexist with humans?

This absurd question had no need to be discussed before and had never existed in the minds of any human being, but today it has been a ...... A representative sent by the undead poured out of his mouth. This...... How can this not surprise the people of Novis!

Is the other party trying to deceive?

Looking at the surrounding situation, is it necessary for the skeleton who has already taken control of the audience with the sword to say such a ridiculous issue to coax everyone? The other party is a terrifying undead of the legendary rank! Such a terrifying guy put on such a big battle just to coax everyone?

All kinds of questions swirled in the hearts of the people of Novis, although no one dared to agree with the answers of the skeleton in front of them, but for the first time, they couldn't help but start imagining all kinds of strange scenes of peaceful coexistence with the undead in their minds.

A luxurious banquet full of lights and wine, and all the guests raised their glasses and spoke freely. And in it, a fat-brained aristocrat is drinking with a skeleton. Speaking of pleasure, the skeleton raised its glass and drank it down, the wine splashing down its delicate, leaky chest.

In another place, a plump and bewitching beautiful lady is dancing happily with a swollen and rotting zombie. After a few light whirlwind dance steps, the beautiful lady half-collapsed into the crook of the zombie's arm, her fiery red lips and the crooked, twisted, corpse-worm-wriggling jaws of blood kept approaching, and finally coincided......

"Vomiting ......"

Many aristocrats who were full of horse-drawn carriages were disgusted by their too fantastical imagination and retched one by one.

But...... If you replace those disgusting zombie skeletons with high-level banshees with hazy faces and illusory beauty, then the scene just now is not unacceptable......

Immediately, these nobles, who were still retching on their chests just now, looked unacceptable, and suddenly showed their squinting pig faces, and the saliva at the corners of their mouths was about to flow down.

Even if Skeletron equipped himself with ten more human brains, he would not understand the out-of-the-box thinking of the nobles in front of him. It seems that all of a sudden, the question of whether the undead can coexist peacefully with humans is not entirely impossible!

Skeletron may not have understood these nobles, but Katieeni, who was standing beside him, did.

After thousands of years of peaceful life, the nobles of Novis have long lost the aristocratic virtues of the beginning, and have gone too far on the road of comfort and pleasure. As long as they can keep the land in their name, as long as they can ensure that their luxurious life can continue, they don't care who really rules the kingdom. Otherwise, it would not have been before the Council of the Dead attacked, and the Novis magnates had tried almost every large force they could.

If it weren't for the fact that the Mage Guild and the Church forces had no time to clone each other, and they were beyond the reach of the whip, how could the people of Novis gather here in such despair and close their eyes and wait for death.

To be honest, at this moment, the people who are the ruling class of Novis are completely cornered. In the face of the surging millions of undead, the army assembled by Novis was like a pebble thrown into the torrent, completely swallowed without even seeing a bubble.

At this moment, it is not false to say that they are the rulers of Novis, but to say that they are a group of lost dogs, it is not the same.

In the face of the terrifying sea of undead that swept in, they couldn't come up with any means, and they could only choose to turn a blind eye to the emergency documents and letters for help piled up like snowflakes into a small mountain. Leave the towns and villages of all over the world to struggle alone in the undead frenzy like the waves crashing on the shore.

All they could do was withdraw the remaining part of their army to the vicinity of Pyrbont, where they waited silently for an unknown fate with their fortified cities.

In fact, at this time, the cemetery can easily get any piece of land as long as you stretch out your hand. However, for the sake of the possible ruling structure after the war, and in order to be recognized by the countries of the Klein Continent as soon as possible, the Necropolis can still only choose to "cooperate" with this group of Novis magnates!

There are also loyal nobles who are resolute and refuse to cooperate with all the undead, but they are only a very small part of the aristocratic class. Without even Skeletron intervening to suppress them, they were all refuted by aristocratic opportunists who claimed to be thinking about the people of Novis as a whole.

In the face of this catastrophe, anything that can save the people of Novis from fire and water must be tried, and anything that can fight the necromancer is worth advocating.

Therefore, with their encouragement, the "cooperation" with the Necropolis is not as difficult and unsolvable as Skeletron originally envisioned.

These nobles are power-hungry people, willing to take refuge in any powerful person who can give them hope when they are cornered. As for whether the strong man is a person or a "skeleton", it is no longer in their consideration.

Soon, the Necropolis reached a "cooperation" agreement with the nobility of Novis.