The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich Chapter 504: It ’s my fault

"To be honest, I always feel that the style of painting there is wrong ..."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"You see, the protagonists of other people are pretending to slap their faces, and the basic style is different. I ca n’t do it either, and I ’m not very envious. Σ but some developments It ’s the same, at least the more the protagonist is mixed, the more powerful, the personal strength is getting stronger, the status is getting higher and higher, the more and more younger brothers, the more and more beautiful women, the more and more people, the more famous It ’s better, but ... ”

".... Your strength is getting weaker and weaker, you are almost alone, your brother is gone, beauties ... Well, at least you have more and more villainous ss style. Well, it ’s bad A Hero suddenly pops out and will take you back to your hometown. "

The words of the dead cat may seem comforting, but it actually contains a lot of malicious intentions, but if you compare it with the current scene, it is very suitable.

I hold my hands on the table, and the black cloak covers the body and face. The only thing that is clear is the slightly ignited shadow fire in my pupils. As a senior Necromancer, I am very good at keeping others out of sight. understand.

On the second floor of this small private house, the dazzling brilliance of the old oil lamp is the only lighting. The door is tightly closed. The suffocation and sweat are very uncomfortable. After all, here In the suffocating environment, more than 20 people were crowded.

Maybe the negative energies around me are too arrogant. At least I'm still empty around me. Only barely wearing a leather armor, Timirette, who looks like a barbarian, stands behind me.

On the other side, Tiana, dressed as an Dark Elf assassin, is wearing a veil, but her jaw is full of coldness. It's as if there is nothing on the table. Just sitting on the wooden window. While looking outside, I was playing the dagger in my hand silently

"I do n’t think I need to say more nonsense. I asked everyone to know everything for today. I found a master appraisal. This treasure map is real, but those Bastard blocks our fortune and want me to say , Directly **** him! "

Speaking of a quite tall man. With a gray beard, his face seems to be at least sixty or seventy, but he only has three fingers on his right hand. If he remembers correctly, he should be the leader of the local mercenary and the vice chairman of the mercenary union, "Small Dog" Tom Shu. Seoul.

He represents the Willpower of the scattered mercenaries, and on the right hand side, the old Barton really sips his head down and sips. Can be brought in by Tom, it seems that he did make a name for already.

The mercenaries cut their blood. Most of them are for money. When you find that your hometown has such a large amount of wealth, it is a strange thing not to move, and when these land snakes are united, naturally only the well-known local mercenaries can take charge. The former old Barton had enough fame and almost strength. Now that it can achieve this position, it naturally shows enough strength.

"..., that, it is Prince Lin who is here. His Royal Highness is also carrying a royal guard. It is not good to conflict with the royal guard. It is good to be rich with money, and to be rich with money ..."

Fat body, gentle face, funny little beards, protruding belly, no matter from appearance or temperament words, they are all authentic businessmen.

In fact, he is indeed a businessman, but he is a well-known black market businessman in the vicinity, Brightman. He has several mercenary regiments, and his strength is no less than that of a knight leader.

Businessmen are very cautious, and the parties here are obviously desperate for money. They offend the royal family and endless troubles. They can make things run away, but Brightman's foundation is in He will come to the Principality of Sasha, some people are incredible, but looking at the man next to him, some understand.

It was a woman with scars all over her face. already was disfigured by a stab wound on half of her face. Only the left sea that was deliberately put down covered half of it, but half of it was uninjured. It was just deliberately given. People are upset.

It seems that the female armor has more decorative effects than real value. Under the reflection of the light, there is this orange-red camouflage that is unique to enchanted gold. It can wear this armor, regardless of her other abilities. Strength can definitely dismantle the wall empty-handed. After all, this thin armor has at least three sets of body hardness.

"Blood Spear" Saliman, Amazon, Amazon female warrior above Legend, one of the most trusted female counts of the Marquis of Tarek, is also the highest female general in the field.

Maybe it's ugly and ugly, but the exposed one-eye is always cold and cold like a blade, but it can't be seen directly. She doesn't hide her hostility and defense, and she is best known The deeds are probably the vices such as the Holocaust after each war, and those who hate her directly call them "blood witches".

Because the appearance is so distinctive and so famous, all people do n’t introduce it at all, others will consciously distance themselves from him.

"Did they come together, did Brightman already rely on the rebels? He controlled the resale of grain and weapons in several counties around him. It seems that the royal life will become more difficult."

When these two people come together, it is normal to have such an inference, but it can attract big people like Saliman, but it also confirms the authenticity of the treasure from the side.

Of course, there are other people sitting on the table, some are the leaders of a veteran adventure group, some are intelligence merchants and thieves, but compared to these three, they are not enough.

I should have been insignificant. After all, I was "not famous" before, but in this world, strength is always the best business card.

I just put on the slowly burning Hellfire, which looks dangerous and actually more dangerous negative energy flame. These guys are naturally far away from me, even when Saliman's one-eyed eye is looking at me. Dread, I also have the right to speak.

A group of people picked a house party in the dark midnight. Of course, it was not a harmonious and friendly party. We only discussed how to break the blockade of the royal family. In a sense, this is also the same as Treason is no doubt.

But what surprised me a little was that no representative of Wan Wanhui was found, except me. No one has the power of death.

I don't think they will miss such a good opportunity. Even if no agreement can be reached. I could collect some information, but suddenly, Tiana handed me a note from the side, but there were some ghost-like black patterns on it.

"The ally of Leiden? Who else speaks such an ancient language? Oh ..."

I was a moment, but the next moment was realisation. The Leiden old language is realm, a Demon ethnic language. It has the meaning of filth and corrosion. Many high-level undead magic spells can be used. If it is not a special trip to learn undead magic, and you must learn a very high undead curse, you will not learn this language.

I haven't waited for me to ask who Tiana sent, but watched the fat old businessman touch the silver ring on his hand.

It's a valuable keel ring, surrounded by black lines around it. If the skull pattern can't prove his identity, the ally of the lip proves everything with already.

It seems that the effort to get Sink to contact has not been wasted. My message already has been conveyed, but not only will Wanming hide more deeply than expected. Even more cautious, this is both a joint. It was also a quiz, after all, I came a bit too coincident, and doubted what was taken for granted.

My inquiry turned to Tiana, and the other side nodded slightly. It seemed that this "always and kindly touting dead businessman Brightman" sent it.

It is said that more than 70% of the believers of the Wanhuai Association finally end up in cults, not for the power of what is illusory, the fear of death and the desire for immortality is the root cause. There are many rich merchants and officials. The richer the more Fear of death is true.

So, I also wrote a few Leiden ancient texts on the note-"Death is fair, but sometimes, enough wealth can buy the concession of the **** of darkness."

After the note was removed, shortly afterwards, an attendant said something in Brightman's ear, and the old face smiled like a Buddha.

I also laughed dumbly, it seems that he did not see the true meaning.

".... No matter what permission the Hell God can do, I am afraid that he can only reach a certain level of Hell's purgatory."

Our small actions have not attracted much attention. After all, most of the people present are doing the same thing. Certainly, someone who breaks through the blockade of the Royal Corps will be reduced to Hero (cannon fodder). "Helpful" warriors need more voice and allies.

Small notes fly around and I wo n’t say anything. Most of the inquiries about "Don't make an appointment?" will get an affirmative reply of "Don't make an appointment!" ... Don't think about it, they just have a private meeting after the appointment. Although it is really scary for two big men to repeat such lines .....

And even if you break through the official blockade of Sasha, you have the opportunity to enter the ruins. In order to compete for the treasure, you have to speak with strength. It is a good thing to make more friends at this time.

But the issues at the negotiating table have been delayed.

"We need a temporary Hegemon ... at least a contact person!"

"Good idea, why don't you take responsibility?"

"Me? I think you are a good fit."

Everyone knows that you must break through the blockade to have a chance to reach the ruins.

But everyone knows that confronting the Sasha Principality and the Sasha royal family is definitely a stupid idea. It will almost cut off the way to make a living here, and it will definitely attract a wanted order. Others may not come. Blacklisting, but taking the lead will definitely cause big trouble.

Every eye is looking at the Countess of "Blood Spear". After all, her power and the royal family turned their heads.

But she is just sitting there quietly, completely different from the fierce and fierce personality of the legend, but if this state is maintained, it may be a clear indifference.

I yawned, and I even extinguished my fire, so it was a waste of time to go on such a boring party.

Many intriguing forces are trying to reach an alliance. If it is not for the eyebrows, the first alliance will often only be able to pull the relationship. The bullshit skins at the back, I am thinking about whether to find a reason to open, suddenly, the door opens Now, a young man and an attendant came in.

"Oh, everyone is here. Hello everyone, I'm Link, you guys have to deal with!"

His Royal Highness came in proudly. He glanced back at the family member he had just accepted. The family member of civilian origin was really useful. It was so easy to find out where all the rebels were.

The crowd on the table was surprised, and there were dark whistlees set by already all around, how did this guy come in.

"Hah, you surrender well, my army already has laid the Tianluodi net ..."

The rest of the words were swallowed. His Royal Highness looked unbelievably at the half-length sword protruding from his chest. He turned back sharply, and the obedient knight's family smirked at this moment.

"Actually, our goal has always been you. Your subordinates? They will not come, and their order is to inspect the city defense."

Did so long, "Blood Spear" Saliman only said this first sentence. Unlike the scary appearance, the mature and **** voice is arousing the hearts of everyone.

At this moment, the timid already fainted almost at the beginning, breaking through a border defense and murdering a member of the royal family are completely different. Everyone knows that this already was involved in an amazing plot.

At this time, kicking off the body of "The Lord", Kahn put away the long sword with blood, and looked at the others with a smirk.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the violent explosion made the whole city shake, but in my ears, I remembered the slow soul sound of Dragon Lich.

"Good news, bad news ..."

"Listen first."

"The good news is that the already blocking the road is meaningless, and we don't have to worry about leaving the ruins anymore."

"Bad news?

"We don't have to go to the ruins anymore, they are here, Undead Calamity is here." | (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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