Full-Time Mage: Ice Soul

Chapter 154 Familiar people
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"Brother, pay attention to your surroundings." Mo Fan warned cautiously.

Hearing this, Ye Baiqiu looked around and found that thousands of skeletons had unknowingly appeared around him, and there seemed to be undead coming in the distance.

Seeing how cowardly the group of guys behind him were, he shook his head and put away his fighting spirit.

"Secret Technique-Concealment"

Ye Baiqiu put his hands together, and the aura on his body dissipated in an instant.

It's not that he can't deal with these undead, but it's not necessary, and if he continues to fight, others may be exposed.

As the life in Ye Baiqiu gradually disappeared, the eyes of the undead who gathered around him became confused, not knowing what they were looking for just now.

"What is this?" Mo Fan was a little curious.

"Secret technique." Ye Baiqiu explained lightly.

The short man swallowed his saliva. This employer was so powerful that he could contain the aura on his body.

Walking through the crowds of undead, the woman in black gauze rarely spoke, and her voice was as beautiful as the melody of a clear spiritual song floating down from the air.

"Is it always like this here?" the woman asked.

The short man was so flattered by being asked this question that he hurriedly replied: "It wasn't the case before. Since the riots in the Shawang River, there has been a strong sense of death here. People in the industry say that a new era of the undead has come, and he may be the supreme ruler of this undead country. With changes, this is also the most likely scenario.”

"Supreme ruler?" The woman in black gauze immediately asked again.

"No one has seen it, but everyone knows its existence... Everyone calls it the Dead Emperor. It is said to be the transformation of the monarch of the Tang Dynasty after his death." The short man explained.

"How old is your Tang Dynasty?" the woman in black gauze continued to ask.

"Us?" The short man froze for a moment.

Ye Baiqiu frowned, why was this voice so familiar?

His mind was lost in memories of the past.

Kind of like the little girl back then, but she couldn't be here.

Because her father had already arranged her future, she should have become a saint there at this age.

How could it appear here, so it is definitely an illusion.

"More than 1000 years ago." The short man didn't know the specific year.

"The Millennium King..." The woman in black gauze murmured to herself, but did not continue to ask.

The woman did not ask, but the short man continued like a scholar: "Isn't that right? Undead things are based on years. The older the year, the more terrifying the strength. With the nourishment of thousands of years of death, God knows what shocking monsters will be born? "

"It's true that these ancient emperors still want to rule the world after being dead for so many years..." Mo Fan cursed.

"Most of the tombs of ancient kings are geomantic treasures. It is normal for them to absorb the energy of heaven and earth and eventually turn into monsters and monsters. Everyone said that the ruler of the Kingdom of the Undead has changed hands. This is funny. They say it as if they know the previous ruler of the Kingdom of the Undead. , the undead people don’t know if it has changed hands, but we living people know it.” The short man said.

"Is it true that no one has seen the undead ruler?" Liu Ru asked weakly.

The short man shook his head and said seriously:

"The strongest mage has never seen the undead monarch. In the past, some foreigners who claimed to be the Holy Inquisition came to seek answers. They were all top mage masters, but none of them came back alive.

I heard that they became undead in the end...these foreigners are causing us so much trouble!" the short man continued.

After the short man finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the woman in black silk was not a native of his country, so he smiled and said, "I'm not talking about you."

"It's okay, I'm happy to hear people from the Holy Sepulcher do stupid things." A smile flashed in the bright eyes of the black silk woman.

The Holy Inquisition is one of the magic organizations in Europe, an arbitration institution similar to the Chinese Tribunal.

The Tribunal will execute, arrest, and execute those evil mages with stains. It is said that the purpose of the Holy Inquisition is to maintain world peace.

There are always some fine gravels everywhere in the Xianchi area. It is said that if these things are nourished by the death energy for a long time, they will become nutrients for the undead.Along the way, Mo Fan and others discovered that many undead souls were picking up white gravel that had absorbed the energy of moonlight and death energy.

"Since there is such a way to avoid collision with the undead, it seems that this place is not as dangerous as imagined." A follower behind the woman in black veil said.

"Gray garlic is harder to find than gold and cannot be grown. Most of this stuff grows in places where the undead are piled up. It relies on the flesh of the dead as nutrients. Only people living in dangerous villages know how to get it..." The short man smiled. said.

At this time, the short man's companion, the strong man, also smiled honestly.

"Not far ahead is Yangyang Village. The night is still long. Let's take a break there first." The short man pointed to the hills ahead and said.

"There are rules in the village. If you want to go in, you'd better abide by them." The strong man reminded everyone.

Everyone nodded, indicating that they would abide by the rules.

We arrived at the hillside smoothly, and going down the hillside, everyone was about to tell us how the human village survived safely in the Land of the Dead.

However, they were disappointed. Under the hillside, they only saw a pile of abandoned and messy wood piles. There was no so-called village.

Looking in the other direction, I saw a piece of black soil with nothing but a few pits and pits!

"Are you kidding us?" the bearded man said immediately with a bit of anger.

"I...I don't know what's going on." The short man's expression changed and he looked at the strong man.

The strong man's eyes were full of astonishment, and he looked completely unbelievable.

He started running madly down the slope.

In that mess of trees, not even a thatched house could be seen, let alone a village.

"Judging from the map, there is indeed a village here..." Liu Ru lowered her head and looked at the surrounding terrain.

"Yes, yes, the map is correct. I didn't lie to you." The short man said hurriedly.

"What about the village?"

"I do not know either!"

"unless……"

It can be seen from the dejected look of the strong man that Yangyang Village does exist here.

However, an entire village suddenly disappeared.

If there are eaves, walls, wooden piles and other things, it can still indicate its existence, but there are only some scattered wood here, and the rest is all black soil.

"Is it possible that Weiju Village has not been able to escape the undead riot?" Liu Ru asked suspiciously.

"No, even if the undead attack, their bones will definitely be left behind." Ye Baiqiu said.

You must know that there are only traces of burning here, without any corpses, and there are not many undead wandering around.

"Then what should we do now?" asked another attendant.

"I have no choice but to go to the next village. If the next one is the same..." the woman in black gauze said.

The short man nodded hurriedly, he also meant the same thing.

Ye Baiqiu and Mo Fan didn't have any objections, after all, their destination hadn't arrived yet.

As soon as they left, the strong man regained his senses and led everyone to the next village - Huacun.

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