In this completely dead space, the sky will always be low and dull, and the earth will always be barren and decadent.

No one knows what time it is.

Sean and the others just kept moving behind the Nightmare Warhorse, but they didn't know exactly how long they had been walking. Harding thought it might have been hours, Rottikabas thought it might have been days, and Sean thought it had only been a day, and everyone had lost their sight of the speed of time, and they could no longer know what time it was.

And this situation continues to deteriorate, if they can't leave this space, eventually even their own consciousness will be completely lost, and then live with this space.

If there is one last knowledge of the flow of time, it is probably Cecilia.

It's just that when Cecilia said something like "Does time still mean to us now?", everyone stopped worrying about the speed of time. Because for them, the speed of time has really lost its meaning, and as long as they don't get lost with each other, then nothing else will be a problem. As for the diet, it was all solved in a unified way: they used Cecilia's sense of time flow as a standard, and whenever Cecilia felt hungry, then they ate.

That's all.

When all the problems were solved uniformly, the speed of Sean and the others was significantly improved.

However, the only thing they weren't sure about at the moment was where the Nightmare Warhorse was going to take them. But in this space. The only thing they could do was to follow behind the Nightmare Warhorse. Of course, this journey is not necessarily very peaceful, and from time to time you will still encounter some undead creatures. It's just that it's no longer limited to one type of ghoul, and other varieties are beginning to emerge at the same time.

For example, low-level undead creatures such as walking corpses, zombies, and zombies, and even undead creatures with spirit sizes such as ghosts and ghosts.

But there are no more high-level undead creatures like Dread Knights.

Therefore, for Sean and the others, except for the undead creatures of the spirit size, which made everyone spend a little effort, the others were not threatening.

In the absence of the concept of the flow of time, Sean and the others have become numb to the qiē encountered in this space. What remains in their memories is to eat and travel except for fighting. This kind of action is repeated almost every moment, and the magic and divine power that Cecilia and Heatley retain are naturally becoming less and less in such battles. So much so that in the later stage, it has basically lost its combat capability.

It's not that the magic and divine power of the two are completely depleted, but Sean forbids them to continue to use magic and magic so that they can retain the last of their self-preservation ability. If Heaterly runs out of power, the most she will do is be exhausted and unable to continue using healing spells. But Cecilia if her mana runs out. The accompanying migraines lead to other problems, and if you are in this situation for a long time, it will not be of any benefit to the magician.

The constant fighting, eating, and hurrying were still repeated, and I don't know how long it took, but in the vision of Sean and others, a ruined ruin finally appeared.

The appearance of this ruin made everyone's eyes light up instantly.

Because they were tired of seeing all kinds of cracked earth and gray skies and dead wood forests, and of course, all kinds of low-level undead creatures everywhere. At this time, I saw that such a ruin appeared. It was also a pleasant surprise for them, after all, they could finally see a different view.

It's just that even the heart seems to be very surprising. But no one acted rashly.

None of them are new to the adventure, although the loss of their sense of time and direction makes them very uncomfortable, and it can even be said that it has caused a great burden and depression on their spirits, but this problem has not caused their spirits to collapse. Therefore, people naturally will not rush forward excitedly when they suddenly see such a ruin after they are tired of seeing the wasteland, who knows if there is any hidden threat.

Everyone approached the ruins cautiously, and even put on a vigilant battle formation.

The original appearance of this ruin should probably be a courtyard or something.

What should have been a beautiful arch has completely collapsed, leaving only a few faintly recognizable stones. Originally, there should have been many sculptures in the courtyard, but now only some abutments have not been completely weathered, and the sculptures on them have long been weathered and corroded into shape. In addition, it is also possible to identify the place where it should be a courtyard, that is, there are a large number of collapsed stone pillars and stone walls, and of course, it is also very weathered, and many places are completely reduced to powder after just a slight touch.

Cecilia checked her surroundings and finally said in a deep voice, "Here...... It should be the center of the garden of the main building. ”

"So, we're able to get out of here?" A look of joy welled up on Rottikabas's face, he had been in this silent space for so long that he almost felt like he was about to rust, "Where's the exit?" ”

"It's not that simple." Cecilia shook her head, "It's true that this is the center of the garden of the main building, but since there is no trace of any magic fluctuations, it is not easy for us to find the exit. …… Lancet, do you know how to get out of here? ”

Everyone's eyes turned to Ranster.

But Lancet was also at a loss: "I, I don't know very well, I ......"

"Well, although I didn't expect anything from the rest, I'm still a little disappointed to hear you admit it so bluntly." Cecilia shrugged her shoulders, but her expression showed no loss at all, "How did you discover the entrance to this secret space before?" ”

"I, I found it according to the blueprint." Lancet spoke, "According to the Elder. A secret space like this can be opened automatically as long as I get close to a certain distance. …… That's how the entrance opened, I ...... I didn't do anything. ”

Hear Lancet's words. Sean and the others were all helpless. Although I know that the mermaid clan is a representative race of silly people, it is really rare to be as cute as Lancet to this realm, at least it is obviously different from the legends about the mermaid clan that others have heard. Of course, Sean didn't see many mermaid people in the game at the beginning, and even if he did, he was the player's attendant, and he only cared about how to say hello after the battle.

That's when it happened. The nightmare war horse that had been leading everyone forward suddenly let out a neighing sound, and even stood up directly, looking extremely panicked.

Sean and the others were also quick to react. Almost as soon as he saw the Nightmare Warhorse's unusual reaction, he immediately secured Cecilia and Heatley in the middle, while the others surrounded them in a circle. It wasn't until he was sure that both Heatley and Cecilia were protected that Sean reached out and patted the Nightmare Warhorse. Trying to calm its flustering and restlessness.

"Ahem...... Very...... Long...... Ahem...... Live...... People ......" a very peculiar hoarse voice. Suddenly it sounded.

But with the sound of this voice, it was not the owner of the voice that appeared, but dozens of hands suddenly broke out around Sean and the others. I saw that these hands that broke through the ground quickly pressed the ground, and then supported their whole bodies to crawl out of the ground, they were very fast, and their movements were very neat, and it was not even too late for Sean and the others to destroy these corpses before they crawled out of the ground.

When the twenty or so corpses that broke out of the ground completely stood in front of everyone, the faces of Sean and the others became even more ugly.

Necromantic Warrior.

The Black Warrior's infantry-type advanced body. Sixth-order undead creatures, individual combat power is stronger than that of the same sixth-order bone demon. Because they have sharper weapons and harder armor. And unless it's a one-hit, the Necromantic Warrior's indefatigable and undead traits are enough to crush any of their enemies. It is precisely because of this that among the many sixth-order undead creatures, the combat power of the necromantic warrior also belongs to the relatively high-ranking storage zài, and even in some one-on-one combat situations, the necromantic warrior can defeat the black knight.

At this time, surrounded by twenty necromantic warriors, Sean and the others did not dare to act rashly.

It's not that they can't completely annihilate these necromantic warriors, but once they attack first, then it is very likely that these necromantic warriors will have the opportunity to attack Cecilia and Heatley. And if they defend passively, then they will become very tricky to solve, and it may even make Cecilia use the last remaining magic to fight.

"Don't move." Sean said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Rottikabas was a little puzzled.

"Necromantic warriors can't evolve naturally." Cecilia opened her mouth to explain for Sean, "Among the undead creatures, the natural evolution route of the Black Knight is only the route of the Black Knight. Therefore, the appearance of any necromantic warrior is modified by a necromancer or lich, which means that they can only be man-made. …… If it's a lich that intercepts us, I think we can surrender. ”

Lich, in the game, is the twelfth order of the existence zài, which means that all lichs are legendary-level powerhouses.

With the strength of Sean and the others, even if they were just facing a lich who had been trapped here for countless years and had almost lost all of their mana, it was not something they could easily defeat. Because the lich itself is immortal, no matter how strict the wounds and devastating attacks are, they can only temporarily lose their mobility, and if they want to kill the lich, they must destroy the life box, otherwise everything will be in vain.

"I think we might be able to talk." Sean glanced around, and didn't find the person who spoke just now, but he knew very well that since the other party had spoken, then it meant that he could communicate, at least not like facing the fear knight, who couldn't communicate at all, "If you want to get out of here, then our purpose is the same." ”

There was silence.

Everyone looked at each other, but could feel the pressure in each other's eyes, after all, they were dealing with an undead creature that was most likely intelligent and able to communicate—if it was a lich. Of course, if it is a necromancer, he can still manipulate twenty necromantic warriors. Its strength should not be underestimated, so Sean really doesn't want to fight unless it is necessary.

Because it's destined to be a tough battle.

"Nope. Embarrassed to ......" was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was almost depressing enough to make ordinary people go crazy, and finally another voice sounded, "Here, for a long time...... No, the living...... Appear. So, I've been for a long time. There was no communication. ”

The sound was still a little sluggish and choppy at first, but it soon became smooth. But what really makes Sean and the others care. But it was not that the speed of the voice owner's language was surprising, but the information revealed in this tone showed that this person was indeed not hostile to Sean and the others, and also had a very strong tendency to communicate.

This may be a rare piece of good news for Sean and others.

Because it also means. They can negotiate to avoid a vicious battle.

"Excuse me, ...... you are?"

"Me?" After sending out a word. The owner of the voice fell silent again.

After a long pause—for those who had lost their sense of time, it was likely to be a dozen seconds or a dozen minutes, or even days—before they finally heard the voice of the owner speak: "Forget. …… Time, too long. Can I ask, what time is it? ”

“…… You...... Are you asking about the age? ”

Sean originally wanted to use an honorific title, but he found that this distorted space guide was completely lost in the sense of time and direction, so it was difficult to say whether the other party also felt old because of the loss of the sense of time. If that's the case, then Sean has an honorific title for it. It's likely to make people laugh, so after a little hesitation. Sean still didn't use an honorific title.

"Chronology...... Sort of. ”

"Maybe it's 1876 in the continental calendar......"

"Possibly?" There was some confusion in the other party's tone.

"Our sense of time has been completely lost, so we don't know exactly how long we've been in this place." Sean opened his mouth and replied, "But when we entered this space, it was the end of May 1876 in the continental calendar. ”

"Continental calendar?" The owner of the mysterious voice fell silent again, but this time he spoke quickly: "It seems that I must have stayed here for a long, long time, so long that I have forgotten many memories. …… So, the Merfolk Empire has fallen? ”

This time, Sean could hear that the other party was someone who had existed since the era of the Mermaid Empire, and whether it was the old Mermaid Empire or the new Mermaid Empire in the later Ash Era, it was enough to prove that this person had lived for tens of thousands of years. And if the person who can live so long is not a lich, Sean will cut off his head: "Even the Atlantean Empire has been destroyed for a long time. Right now...... On the surface, humans dominate, and the other races are limited in their area of activity. ”

"Humans." The owner of this voice obviously has a bit more strange affection when he says this term.

But this time, the other party did not continue to hide, but finally came out of the shadow of a stone pillar. Sean and the others noticed that the other party's mage robe was already very tattered, and they could even see the white bones inside the tattered robe, such a storage was undoubtedly a lich.

Because if it's a necromancer or a necromancer, at least their bodies still have flesh and blood. And if it is a skeleton mage or a bone mage, then it is impossible for them to have the capital to transform the necromantic warrior, because the bone mage is a lower level than the necromantic warrior, so let alone transform, even the manipulation is completely impossible.

A real lich.

Sean and the others swallowed.

"I have no ill will towards you." The lich seemed to sense the mood of Sean and the others, and then spoke, "My memories are very messy now, and many things have been forgotten by me. …… Probably, I deleted all the irrelevant memories during the transformation in order to preserve my knowledge about mages as much as possible, so I don't remember who I am now, and I completely forget what era I am. But...... I still remember who I was before I was converted. ”

At this point, the lich let out a wry laugh, presumably to show off his humor, but no matter how he listened to it, it was obviously terrifying: "I'm a human." ”

Sean and the others echoed a few times without smiling.

"Akas is a gadget I made, I stuffed all the souls I could capture nearby, and now that Akas's mount is with you, it proves that Akas is dead." The lich didn't mind the reaction of Sean and the others, and asked directly, "But you can rest assured, I don't plan to do any strange things to you, and I didn't plan to come out in the first place, but I heard you say that you have a way to leave, so I was in a hurry, so I summoned other servants to intercept you, for which I apologize." ”

Speaking of which, the lich actually bowed slightly and made an ancient aristocratic apology to Sean and the others.

Sean wondered why the lich had treated his identity as useless amnestics, while instead preserving the etiquette of these ancient nobles. At least in Sean's opinion, if he had to choose, he would definitely choose to forget these aristocratic etiquette and not forget his identity. However, it was naturally impossible for him to ask about the lich in front of him, especially since it didn't seem to be weak at all - in Sean's true eyes, this lich emitted more than ten times the rich dark energy that the Black King had absorbed before!

"It's us who should say we're sorry." Sean was polite.

"No, no, no, it's my fault. Arcas is a different matter, but it is indeed my problem to frighten you. "And I know that I don't have a good reputation in the outside world like I am now. It's just that I've been stuck here for so long, so long that I don't know how I got to this point, so I'm desperate to leave, and I hope you can take me with you when you leave here. ”

As he said this, the lich waved slightly, and when even one of the necromantic warriors turned away, and quickly dragged a large bag over.

It is more of a pocket, rather a cloth bag that has been torn apart and spread out from a mage robe. However, looking at the heavy appearance of this cloth bag, it is obvious that it contains a lot of things, and things that can make a lich feel collectible, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to escape the ranks of "treasures".

"These things are to be regarded as the scare I caused you and the cost of my journey out of here." The lich ordered the necromantic warrior to open the cloth bag, and the bejeweled aura emanating from the cloth bag blinded Sean's titanium dog's eyes, "If you still feel uneasy, I can sign an ancient mage blood pact with your mage friends to ensure that I will not cause you any harm after I leave." ”

"I agree." Sean nodded without hesitation, "But the content of the blood pact must be formulated by me." ”

"Yes." This time, it was the lich's turn to nod without hesitation.

Seeing that Sean and the lich had come to an agreement with a few words, everyone looked at Sean with horror on their faces. In the entire history of the Miracle Continent, Sean is probably the only one who dares to negotiate with the lich and squeeze wealth from the lich, right?

Cecilia's reaction, however, was different, she only yawned lazily.

Thinking that Sean had not only fooled the madmen of the Peace Society before, smashed the demons' fields, but also killed the big names of the Millennium Covenant Empire, and even the goddess of life dared to pit, and now he was just a lich in a negotiation with no choice at all, Cecilia would not be shocked at all. On the contrary, she looked at the lich with some sympathy, after all, she had been through so much with Sean, how could she not know Sean's temperament.

As long as he makes the rules, then it is tantamount to letting Sean make the rules of the game. And the rules of the game set by Sean must be followed even by gods, let alone just a lich. At this moment, Cecilia was wondering how much blood Sean was going to make this lich bleed. As for whether the person who signed the blood contract was her or not, Cecilia didn't care at all, because she knew that Sean would never cheat her.

Cecilia has always been an unconditional trust in Sean. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm too lazy to cut, so that everyone will look smoother.