Chapter 1189 The Undead
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In the suburbs of Academy City, in the dark forest, deep in the mass graves dedicated to military training for young undead students
Including Yi Including Dong, a total of five human...type creatures were gathered around a light blue bonfire. Their faces flickered in the firelight. If it hadn't been for one of the dark-skinned and sturdy orcs, he would have been almost beaten. Turning into a pig's head, this picture should be quite scary.
The Eternal Necromancer, Winter.
Former Fenrir Team Captain, [Plague] Ned Frame.
Former Fenrir Squad soldier, [War] Crabbe Karic.
Former Fenrir Squad monk, [Disaster] Salazar Brive.
Former Fenrir Squad Scout, [Death] Yinna Morning Dew.
They...
"The nickname is quite handsome."
Yinna, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, smacked her lips. In addition to her hair turning black for no reason, this beautiful elf girl's skin looked fairer than before. She looked almost no different from when she was alive. While poking the cold bonfire in front of her with a branch she broke off from nowhere, she tugged at the corner of her mouth and said: "But we little people are really Can you withstand it?"
Yidong: "Uh..."
"My name is [Death], and I am the agent and preacher of the end."
Yinna suddenly put on a pretty face, and finished her sentence with authority in a deliberately low voice, and then spread her hands: "After finishing the lines, she was beaten into a pig's head. This is really embarrassing."
Crabbe, who had just been beaten into a pig's head by Salazar, blinked twice and turned to look at Yinna: "Sister, why do I think you are targeting me?"
The latter immediately looked sideways. Past: "Go aside, your grandfather was still wearing crotchless pants when I was born."
"Then I can't just call you grandma, right?"
Crabbe's big face Wrinkling together in confusion, he said in a muffled voice: "And aren't you and the captain already married? The captain is only two years older than me. If I call you grandma, wouldn't the captain also have to... ugh!!" < br>
Pressing Crabbe's mouth firmly, Salazar coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice to his beautiful companion, whose expression was getting better and better: "Don't be as knowledgeable as this retarded person, sister-in-law."
Whoosh——
Then the two brothers were pierced through the heart by two fine iron arrows flowing with gray mist, and were directly nailed to the ground.
Fatal injury! If this were applied to a living person, it would be a fatal injury!
Of course, for the four people now, injuries of this level are almost negligible. As long as the body has not been severely damaged in a large area and the soul fire has not been extinguished, a piercing heart can The arrows are nothing to them.
"That's what I say..."
Idong, who was sitting in the middle, held his cheek and turned to glance at Yinna with some helplessness: "It's very troublesome to repair. It's fine in a place like this that is suitable for the activities of the undead. After you go out, don't easily go to other people's houses." There’s a hole in the body.”
“Hey~”
Yinna stuck out her tongue, then jumped behind Ned, who had been looking clueless since just now, and said to Salazar. and Crabbe made a face.
Since the life span barrier and the boundary between life and death have been broken, the elf girl who had been plotting against her captain a long time ago finally got her wish, successfully brought her uncle back, and officially established a relationship with the former captain of the Fenrir team. Relationships and feelings are heating up.
During this process, a total of three single dogs, headed by Idong, including Crabbe and Salazar, were seriously injured to varying degrees, and their lives were described as miserable. The water is hot and the suffering is unspeakable.
"Alas..."
Turning thousands of MMP sentences into a long sigh, Yidong rubbed the center of his eyebrows and shrugged: "I have said it before, the 'flower names' of you guys are terrible. It wasn't me who took it, but Hei Fan's friend... that is, the guy who entrusted me to resurrect you. Obviously, he I have high hopes for you all.”
Ned, who has already heard the ins and outs (prepared by Yidong and Mo Tan), and is somewhat aware of the causes and consequences of the resurrection of these people, is a little embarrassed. He scratched his cheek and said, "Having said that, Master Winter, I really don't feel comfortable What can I do for that 'sir'?"
"I can't repay my kindness."
He casually broke the arrow in his chest and shook the broken arrow with a force of energy. Salazar who came out also nodded and echoed: "Although we have restored our strength with your help, even We are still better than before, but we are only at the peak of the intermediate level. For the 'sir' who helped the regent of the Violet Empire to eradicate the Marshall family, we are simply not qualified to be his collaborators. Consider Considering the physique of our undead creatures, I’m afraid it will cause trouble.”
Yidong shook his head and smiled at the four people who looked worried: "You are overthinking."
"Why are you overthinking?"
Although he sat up again, But Crabbe, who still had an arrow stuck in his chest, blinked and looked confused.
“Thinking too much about everything.”
Idong replied cheerfully, spreading his hands and said: “First of all, that guy entrusted me to resurrect you, in addition to wanting you to owe a In addition to being able to act like a bull or a horse when necessary, the main reason is probably just because of the personality. ”
Crabbe showed no reaction.
Yinna continued to hug her man from behind, looking indifferent.
Salazar made a sound of 'uh', but after all, he was not a half-dragon with a human face, so he couldn't see his emotions at all.
Only Ned, who was still considered a normal dead person, frowned and said in confusion: "You mean, that gentleman is willing to let you resurrect us, but..."
" It’s a matter of character.”
Yi Dong nodded seriously and said with a smile: "To put it simply, the reason why that person saved you is just because he wanted to save you. Although there may be some utilitarian reasons, I'm afraid there are more reasons. Because 'interesting'."
Ned was dumbfounded: "Interesting?"
"Yes, interesting."
Idong sighed helplessly. Said: "What that guy does is based on 'interesting' in most cases. To say something I shouldn't say, if helping Buffy Marshall is more important than destroying the Marshall family, If he can please him, that person will probably not hesitate to help the inhumane Grand Duke destroy the evidence, then confuse right and wrong, tell right and wrong, and turn the so-called slave trade into a ridiculous farce."
This time, not only Ned, but also Salazar, Yinna and the most heartless Crabbe were all dumbfounded.
As mentioned above, they had learned all about the Violet civil strife caused by the 'slave trade' from Master Winter in front of them a long time ago, and they felt sorry for the man who helped the regent to rub Buffy... Marshall, the 'sir' who indirectly led to the destruction of the Marshall family admires him very much. Coupled with the latter's identity as a lifesaver, the admiration and gratitude in his heart are as continuous as a torrential river. The worries just now are mainly because he feels that There is no way for me to serve the other party well.
In the end, according to Master Winter, whether it is resurrecting his own gang, or letting Buffy Marshall, the unscrupulous villain, get retribution, they are actually just trying to have fun. It was a bit incomprehensible to them. "So you really don't need to have any psychological pressure."
Idong waved his hand to make the 'bonfire' in front of him burn brighter, and smiled: "Indeed "You cannot change the fact that you owe him a favor, but favors are favors. It would be bad if you misunderstood that guy's character."
Ned, who looked complicated, rubbed his hair and smiled bitterly. He shook his head: "Sorry, I may not be able to accept it for a while, but I will try my best."
"Well, it's normal. When I was a child, I was quite disillusioned when I first learned that my idol in preschool was my own mother. You just get used to it."
Yidong twitched the corner of his mouth, Recalling the time when he was in the orphanage when he was very fond of Gu Gu Jiang, his expression became complicated.
“Although I don’t understand, Master Winter seems to be a person with stories.”
Yinna put her arms around Ned’s neck and whispered in the latter’s ear. The base of his tongue successfully earned a blank look from his lover.
And Salazar chose to directly skip the question about his savior's character, and asked Idong: "Master Winter, if I remember correctly, you just I should have said 'first', so is there anything else we are overthinking?"
"Yes, you guys don't take yourselves seriously enough."
Idong smiled, and then his face suddenly became solemn: "The four of you... it seems that even now you still think that you are 'ordinary' People'."
Yinna tilted her head and corrected: "It should be an ordinary dead person."
"Haha, ordinary dead people can't talk, let alone fall in love. ."
Idong laughed and said sternly: "Listen up, guys, maybe in your impression, I am still the boss who is still at the middle level, the highest in this life. Achievements may only be achieved by reaching a high level and being cannon fodder, a bastard, and a nobody who will never be able to be powerful, but this is not the case.”
"No."
Crabbe scratched his hair and said with a naive smile: "I think I'm pretty strong."
Boom——
Then The orc man who claimed to be strong was beaten to the ground again by his partner next to him.
"You continue."
Salazar withdrew his fist and motioned to the master in front of him who had "reinvention" for his group to continue speaking.
"You are the real undead, guys. Although it may not be perfect yet, that is because of my limited strength in resurrecting you, not because of your own problems."
Although the appearance rate is not high, he has not been idle in the past six months. Yidong, who has already achieved certain knowledge in the undead, raised his lips slightly: "Don't put yourself in the place of those low-level undead, those who don't even have self-awareness." There are two completely different creatures from you."
The four of them looked at each other. Obviously, for Ned and the others who had barely dabbled in the field of mysticism, they really couldn't tell the difference. Know how you are different from those skeleton soldiers, gargoyles, suture monsters, and ordinary wild zombies passing by.
In their opinion, they are just a little smarter and more beautiful. If we really talk about combat effectiveness, a high-level suture monster in the bard story can wipe out all four of them.
But this is not the case -
"The undead are different from the living. You do not need to temper your body, nor will you be influenced by your innate talents, or even..."
Idong glanced at Crabbe subconsciously and said in a deep voice : "It doesn't require much wisdom."
The latter quit at that time, patted his thick thigh with an aggrieved look and said loudly: "Master, why are you bullying me here!"< br>
“Ahem, unexpected accident.”
The master rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, coughed slightly, and continued: "Will is the only criterion for judging us undead. Although this concept is a bit abstract, it is really the case."
"Will?"
Salazar frowned, feeling the heart that could no longer beat in his body, and murmured: "I don't understand..."
"Generally, I divide undead creatures into three categories."
Idong was not surprised, but explained patiently: "The first category, in my eyes, is a simple monster, such as The skeleton soldiers and gargoyles you are familiar with are usually consumables that are given combat capabilities under special circumstances, although I do not deny that there will also be "soul eaters" and "grave keepers" among them. A powerful existence, but their status is still very... low-level.”
Crabbe looked solemn and immediately asked in a deep voice: "What is that?"
"Nothing."
Idong covered his forehead and confirmed the other three people with his eyes. After understanding everything, he continued: "As for the second type, it is to actively transform yourself into an undead existence through some relatively high-tech operations. , many necromancers like to do this, and extremely powerful races like dragons and Beamon have a high probability of natural transformation after death."
Salazar nodded slightly, and then said curiously: "That's it. Like you?"
Obviously he has not forgotten the look that Idong had before that almost made Crabbe pee.
"My nature is a little different, but it should be included."
Idong shrugged, casually mentioned the question about his composition, and continued: "Finally, there is obviously no dragon. That kind of sturdy foundation, but still The natural undead who can complete the 'awakening' by their will, such as... you."
Yinna said "Wow" and exclaimed: "I always thought that we were Master Winter who resurrected you. The kind of corpse that came out! ”
"That's why I said you are overthinking. Even if I did lead your awakening ceremony, being able to return to this world as an intelligent creature instead of a monster is entirely your own credit."
Idong narrowed his eyes His eyes, which were not deep but very bright, slowly swept over the four of them: "What really makes you cross the boundary between life and death is your own will. I just gave you a chance, nothing else. None.”
"So what you mean is..."
"Perhaps you were really trash when you were alive, but since you are dead now... you'd better not underestimate your potential."
Chapter 1,182: The End
(End of this chapter)