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Chapter 710 of 1574

Chapter 710: New undead

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Undead world, new continent.

"Welcome to the world of undead."

Bridget blinked his eyes, remembering that he was surrounded by a bunch of

guardian knights last second, and then "Bang", then passed?

Undead world?

Bridget froze for a moment, and suddenly reacted, he should have been shot by

the "Steel Knight".

"Ah, am I dead?"

The necromancer has a certain chance of transforming into a corpse witch after

death. In the undead world, it is a relatively low-level spell class.

Bridge's current life is maintained by a magical thing called Spirit Fire.

Bridge's consciousness floats slightly through Spirit Fire and examines his

new body.

The whole body is the kind of dry and pale that has lost its blood color.

Perhaps it is because he was a necromancer during his lifetime, which caused

the body to maintain better.

If it is just the head, it is completely gone.

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

If you have collected enough power to die according to your plan, you will

have the opportunity to transfer to a lich.

But now, although he has become an undead and gained eternal life, this

passive way is not the way Bridge wants.

Now his own strength is not as good as half of his life. It is simply the weak

chicken among the weak chickens.

From the corpse to the lich, God knows how long it will take.

The midwife in the undead world stitched together by various strange undead

creatures, like half of the midwives in the undead world, looked lovingly at

the newborn undead.

On the carrion cheeks, a smile of self-righteousness appeared, and said to

Bridge again: "Welcome to the world of undead."

Bridge took a deep breath and touched his body. When he turned around, he

found that his cigarette was gone.

After Hua Xia came over, Bridge also developed a habit of smoking.

Looking at the suture monster with a height of more than 3 meters and a weight

of more than 600 pounds in front of him, he asked, "Is there smoke?"

The midwife trembled with the rotten fat hanging from his cheeks, and with a

smile, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his body and handed it to Bridge:

"Well."

Bridge froze for a moment, and asked himself habitually, unexpectedly.

Bridget took a look at the cigarette and saw a few Chinese characters "Yan Luo

Dian" written on the cigarette case.

Bridged pulled one from the inside, lit it calmly in his mouth, and muttered,

"Is this burned from above?"

Because Bridge is a necromancer, China’s funeral customs have also spread to

Carinthia, and Bridge has also stayed in those cemeteries to collect the power

of death. It is fortunate to witness “burning money” and “burning cars”. ",

"burn room", "burn clothes", "burn girl paper", "burn cigarettes" scene.

The key is that he has seen the pack of cigarettes in Bridge's hand. One soft

pack is a smog made entirely of paper. But is there really this undead world?

The Huaxia people pay special attention to the sacrifice of their ancestors

and mourn the dead.

The smoke in his hand wasn't burned down. As a mage pursuing knowledge and

power, Bridge verified: "How did this thing come from?"

The suture monster shook his head: "I don't know, from 7 or 8 years ago,

something very strange often appeared in the world of the undead."

The suture monster pointed to the pack of cigarettes with the Chinese

characters "Yan Luo Dian" in it, and said: "The smoke with strange symbols in

your hand has appeared since then."

Bridget took a sip of cigarettes and exclaimed in his heart: "Really burned

down by the Chinese?"

The suture 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

child of the lord of hell."

As a necromancer during his lifetime, Bridge knew that once engraving the

spirit fire on this crystal ball, it was equivalent to selling himself to the

lord of the undead world.

To be a bull and a horse, let the undead lord dominate and mow.

Bridge sucked a cigarette fiercely, stared at the stitched monster in front of

him, and estimated it. Even if he was a corpse witch, he had a certain chance

of winning in the face of this stitched monster, so he asked, "What am I going

to do?" Leave it to you."

The stitched monster bent down and said quietly, "Does Lily Succubus?"

The fire on Bridge's head shook violently, and he spit out a fragrance for a

long time: "Grass."

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

The two headless knights were killed directly, and the iron chain "Wow La La"

was wrapped around the stitched monster: "That's the dead fat man, he loves

Lord Golia!"

"Drag him away and break it down!"

The stitching monster was dragged all the way by two headless knights,

struggling desperately, begging for mercy: "I am not, I am not, I am wronged,

I'm kidding!"

After the suture monster was dragged away, a small skull took over the

position of the suture monster's midwife, holding the crystal ball, looking at

Bridge, and the spirit fire beating in the hole, asking: "Do you still have

grass?"

"..."

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

about?"

Don't look at the fact that there is only a small skull in front of you, but

the headless knight that may appear at any time in this neighborhood is not

something Bridge can handle.

The small skull said: "Leave a mark of the spirit fire, or lose the refuge of

the lord and become a wandering undead."

Bridge has understood 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 memory after death.

But this memory will not be preserved for long. Once he loses the protection

of a high-level lord, his memory will gradually disappear.

Bridge mastered the knowledge of his life, which was his capital of renewal.

Where did he dare to make his memory disappear, daringly, engraved his spirit

fire on the crystal ball.

Receiving the arrival of a corpse witch, the small skeleton will receive a

generous commission.

After Bridge's imprint of his own soul, the spirit fire in the small skull's

eyes jumped out of joy: "Congratulations, you came to the lord of Hell Lord

Arthur, the fountain of eternal life.

Lord Lord is forming his Mage Legion to fight against the invasion of the

Abyssal Lord.

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

"Mistgrass!"

In Bridge's imagination, the beautiful life of the undead world is to drive a

group of small people to do this work, and he is a researcher in the research

room, constantly climbing technology, and improving his strength.

However, the reality is that when I first arrived, I was caught and acted as a

hero, human officer?

The small skull took Bridge directly to the point of birth, just like the

novice guide in the novice village in the game, quite considerate.

The small skull dropped a strange little thing from the pelvis, gently pressed

it, and only listened to the "didi" sound in front of him.

Bridge looked forward and saw a car from the modern craftsmanship of the earth

parked in front.

A red super sports car, but Bridge does not recognize this brand.

The small skull walked past the car, hit the door, sat in the driver's seat,

and then leaned his head toward the bridge outside the window: "Come up."

"Ah this..."

Bridge quickly opened the door and sat up.

After sitting in the car, Bridge saw the spirit of the small skull in the

driver's seat suddenly leaking out, covering the entire red supercar.

Immediately after that boneless arm twisted the car key.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The whole car moved, and the sound of the tractor made a noise.

"This……"

Bridge scratched his head that had become a spirit fire, full of question

marks, are many Chinese cars burning oil, the undead world is not like oil.

Looking at the boy with the little skull, Bridge couldn't help but guess that

it wasn't driven by spirit fire.

Bridge didn't ask, and the little skeleton didn't explain.

Driving a tractor with the appearance of a red triple-speed super sports car,

the small skull carrying Bridge slowly drove out of the birth point, toward

the fountain of eternal life in the main city.

The super (nong) yong (ji) car (che) drove in the bumpy undead land for less

than 20 minutes, and a city with tall buildings appeared in front of Bridge.

Standard Chinese architecture, high-rise building.

Outside the city, there are various small cars that look tall, and the sound

of the tractor "booming" is running on the ground and land.

The undead world has completely exceeded Bridge's imagination, this is too

strange.

Looking at Bridge's surprise, the little skeleton who knew that he was a

necromancer quickly said to him: "How is it, is it very powerful?

I don't know what happened. From 7 or 8 years ago, weird things will appear

one after another.

In terms of the time in the ground world, these things will appear very

intensively starting from 7 or 8 years ago, around April 5-6 each year. "

"This……"

Bridge's spirit shudders, isn't it the Qingming Festival of the Chinese people

on April 5-6 every year?

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