Different World Development Manual Chapter 166: New undead

The world of undead, the new continent.

"Welcome to the world of undead."

Bridge blinked. He still remembers being surrounded by a bunch of guardian knights in the last second, and then he passed through with a "bang"?

The world of undead?

Bridge was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that he should have been shot and headshot by the "Iron Knight".

"Ah, am I dead?"

Necromancers have a certain chance to transform into corpse witches after death. In the world of the undead, a relatively low-level spell profession.

Bridge's current life is maintained by a magical thing called spirit fire. Bridge's consciousness floats slightly through the spirit fire, examining his new body.

The whole body is that kind of dry and pale that has lost its blood color. Maybe it's because I was a necromancer before his death, which caused the body to maintain better.

If it's just the head, it's completely gone.

Bridge is now a headless mage, a kind of mage called a corpse witch.

If you collect enough death power according to your plan, you will have the opportunity to change your job to become a lich.

But now, although he has become a dead spirit and gained immortality, this passive way is not what Bridge wants.

Now my own strength is not as good as half of what he had before his death. It is simply the weakest among the weak.

Climbing from the corpse witch to the lich, God knows how much time it will take.

The midwife in the undead world, stitched together by all kinds of strange undead creatures, is like half of the midwives in the undead world, looking at the newborn undead lovingly.

On the cheeks full of carrion, there was a smile that he thought was pretty, and he said to Bridge again: "Welcome to the world of the undead."

Bridge took a deep breath, touched his body, and found that after turning around, he had no cigarettes on his body.

After Hua Xia passed through, Bridge also developed a habit of smoking.

Looking at the suture monster that is more than 3 meters high and more than 600 kilograms in front of me, I asked: "Is there any smoke?"

The midwife trembled with the rotten fat hanging from his cheeks, smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, and handed it to Bridge: "Here."

Bridge was taken aback, and he habitually asked casually, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Bridge took a look at the cigarette, and saw the Chinese characters "Yan Luodian" written on the cigarette case.

Bridge pulled one out of it, lighted it on his mouth, calmed down, and muttered: "Is this burned from above?"

Because Bridge is a necromancer, Chinese funeral customs have also spread to Carinthia, Bridge also stayed in those cemeteries to collect the power of death, fortunately to witness the "burning money", The scenes of "burning cars", "burning houses", "burning clothes", "burning sister paper", and "burning cigarettes".

The key is that he has seen this pack of cigarettes in Bridge's hand. It is 1 soft and 1 pack. It is completely made of paper, but this world of undead really has it?

Huaxia people pay attention to offering sacrifices to their ancestors and remembering the dead.

I'm afraid that the smoke in his hand was not burned down. As a mage who pursues knowledge and power, Bridge asked to prove: "How did this thing come from?"

The suture monster shook his head: "I don't know, since 7 or 8 years ago, some very strange things have often appeared in the world of the undead."

The Stitching Monster pointed to the pack of cigarettes with the Chinese character "Yan Luodian" and said: "This cigarette with a strange symbol in your hand began to appear at that time."

Bridge took a violent cigarette, and exclaimed in his heart: "Is it really burned down by the Chinese?"

The Stitching Monster took out a crystal ball, handed it to Bridge, and said, "Please leave your spirit fire here, make a registration, and then become a subject of the'Lord of Hell'."

As a necromancer during his lifetime, Bridge knew that once the spirit fire was engraved on this crystal ball, it was equivalent to selling himself to the lord of the undead world.

Be a cow and a horse, and let the undead lord dominate.

Bridge took a fierce smoke, stared at the suture monster in front of him, and estimated that even as a corpse witch, he would have a certain chance of facing this suture monster, so he asked: "What do I want? Give the spirit fire to you."

The suture monster bent down and said quietly: "Lori Succulent Grass?"

The spirit fire on Bridge's head shuddered, and after holding back for a long time, he exhaled a fragrance: "Grass."

However, it was this fragrance that attracted the attention of other undead.

The two headless knights killed directly, and the iron chain "wrapped" around the suture monster: "It's the fat man, he's obsessed with Lord Gelia!"

"Drag him away and break it down!"

The suture monster was dragged by two headless knights all the way, struggling desperately, begging for mercy: "I am not, I don't, I'm wrong, I'm just kidding!"

After the suture monster was dragged away, a small skeleton took over the position of the suture monster midwife. Holding the crystal ball, looking at Bridge, the fire was beating in the hole, and asked: "Is it still the grass?" "

"..."

How dare you, Bridge quickly shook the spirit fire: "What are you talking about?"

Don't even see that there is only a small skeleton in front of you, but the headless knight that may appear around here at any time is not something Bridge can deal with.

The little skeleton said: "Leave a mark of the spirit fire, or lose the protection of the lord and become a wandering undead."

Bridge has learned about the world of the undead, and most people will become ordinary undead without any memory after death. Only a powerful person like Bridge has a chance to retain their memories after death.

But this memory will not last long. Once he loses the protection of a high-level lord, his memory will gradually dissipate.

Bridge's knowledge of his lifetime is the capital for his resurrection. How dare he let the memory disappear at this time, bit his scalp, and engraved his spiritual fire on the crystal ball.

Receiving the arrival of a corpse witch, the little skeleton will get a generous commission.

After Bridge’s imprint of his soul was carved, the spirit fire in the little skull’s eyes throbbed with joy: "Congratulations, come to the territory of Lord Arcer, Lord of Hell, the fountain of eternal life." /

The Lord Lord is forming his army of wizards to fight against the invasion of the Abyss Lord.

You came just right, I'll take you to report to the Necromancer Legion. "

"Fogweed!"

In Bridge's imagination, the beautiful life in the undead world is driven by a group of young people to do this and that, and I am a researcher in the research room, constantly climbing science and technology, and improving my strength.

However, the reality is that when I first arrived, I was arrested and became a strong man.

The little skull directly took Bridge to leave the spawn point, just like the novice guide in the novice village in the game, quite considerate.

The little skeleton dropped a strange little thing from the pelvic bone, pressed it lightly, and heard the sound of "beep" in front of him.

Bridge looked forward and saw a car from the earth's modern craftsmanship parked in front.

A red supercar, but Bridge doesn’t recognize this brand.

Little Skeleton walked over in a light car, called the door, sat in the driver's seat, and turned his head towards Bridge outside the window: "Come on."

"Ah this..."

Bridge quickly opened the car door and sat in.

After getting in the car, Bridge saw the spirit fire of the little skeleton in the driver's seat leaking out, covering the entire red supercar.

Following the boneless arm, he twisted the car key.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The whole car actually moved, making the noise of a tractor.

"This..."

Bridge scratched his head, which had turned into a spirit fire, with question marks all over his head. Many Chinese cars burned oil? The world of the undead doesn't look like oil.

Looking at Little Skeleton's kid, Bridge couldn't help guessing in his heart that it was not driven by Spirit Fire.

Bridge didn't ask, and Little Skeleton didn't explain.

Driving in a tractor with the appearance of a red triple-speed supercar, the little skeleton drove Bridge slowly out of the spawn point, towards the fountain of eternal life in the main city.

The super (nonong) class (yong) running (ji) car (che) drove on the bumpy land of the dead for less than 20 minutes~ IndoMTL.com~ A city full of tall buildings appeared in front of Bridge .

Standard Chinese architecture, high-rise buildings.

Outside the city, you can see all kinds of tall and tall cars everywhere, making the sound of tractors "boom boom boom boom", running on the ground and land.

The world of the undead has completely exceeded Bridge's imagination, which is too strange.

Looking at Bridge’s surprise, the little skeleton, who knew that he was a necromancer before his death, quickly introduced him: "How about it, isn’t it great?

I don't know what's going on. Since 7 or 8 years ago, weird things will appear in our place one after another.

Calculated by the time of the ground world, starting from 7 or 8 years ago, around the period of April 5-6 each year, these things will appear very concentrated. "

"This..."

Bridge's spiritual fire trembles. April 5-6 each year, isn't it the Chinese Ching Ming Festival?