Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

Lu Wanyue left the human town and continued to move northward, passing through the Centaur territory and a grassland.

According to Xiao C's test, it took 10 years for this fire to grow!

Apart from the target person's race and the method of creating fire, there is very little other information in Xiao C's database.

It took such a long time to nurture just one offspring, so we can completely infer that the identity of the target person is definitely not simple!

He can no longer have any contact with the undead. If the target person finds out, his precious skull has been gnawed by her and she is carrying a cub.

Wouldn't it be fatal at any minute?

Lu Wanyue just wants to sit quietly and wait for the birth of her cub in 10 years, then complete her mission and run away.

However, the Western fantasy world is so dangerous, you still need to learn some magic to survive. You have to report to the Crutia Magic Academy as soon as possible!

She did not hide her whereabouts along the way.

The Undead roam around at night and can be found everywhere. It is easy to find her whereabouts and quickly report them to the various branches of the Undead.

Lukaz was the first to receive the message and entered the Centaur territory early to wait.

Lu Wanyue knew nothing about it, so he rented a tent from the Centaurs and set it up on the grassland.

When midnight arrived, her legs instantly turned back into fish tails.

Because it would turn into a fish tail at midnight, Lu Wanyue usually travels during the day and finds a place to rest or travels by water at night.

Influenced by her previous world, she would habitually give her cubs prenatal education, softly humming the secret language of the Sirens, and feeling drowsy.

The Centaurs were sleeping standing up on the grassland, and a bat was hovering in the air, as if looking for something?

A faint singing voice was heard, a voice that did not belong to any recognized race.

The bat flew to the tent where the singing came from and easily flew in through the gap in the tent entrance.

Bats can see at night, and the beautiful blue fish tail is clearly reflected in the small eyes. The line of sight moves upwards, and the girl's peaceful sleeping face is seen.

It turned out to be a mermaid!

The bat instantly changed back to its original form - it was Lukasz.

His face was pale, and his red pupils were filled with bloodthirsty desire, which was bottomless. The scent of blood flowed through his nose, and he licked his lips.

He hasn't tasted what mermaid blood tastes like yet!

Canines erect, leaning in closer.

My eyes are fixed on the girl's fair neck. A few strands of black hair fall softly on the side of her neck. The contrast between black and white creates a delicious visual experience.

Lukasz couldn't wait to taste the mermaid's blood, it must be delicious!

Near a fist, he heard a childish whisper in his ear.

Surrounded by a thick aura of death, his mumbling was vague and inaudible.

He only remembered that the mumbling voice was so childish!

Not a leader!

Who is this adult who cannot be looked at directly?

The brain began to become confused and exploded, and the soul began to be torn apart bit by bit. I cried out in pain: "My Lord, please forgive me! Please forgive the offense of this despicable person. I confess my sins and repent, and I will obey your will!"

The next second, the brain exploded and the feeling of the soul being torn apart disappeared without a trace.

Lukasz knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

A strong smell of death enveloped Lu Wanyue completely. No sound from the outside world could be heard. It was like an airtight wall of a building. The girl slept soundly.

Lukasz didn't dare to look directly at it. He was filled with fear and heard childish mumblings in his ears, intermittently.

"Obey the will... the blood on you... will be eliminated... I will... mark... believers... protect... mother..."

Lukaz was not a believer of this strange god of the dead, and could not fully receive the god's whispers. He probably guessed that he had been marked?

Eliminate what?

Protect the mother, who is His mother?

Deer holding the moon?

Are there other gods among the undead besides the undead leader?

So naive, could he be a new god?

suddenly!

His brain seemed to be hit hard, and there was a dull pain, like a warning.

"Don't... speculate!" An indifferent and childish voice came intermittently.

"Please forgive me, sir! I am willing to protect my mother as an atonement!" Lukasz asked Him for forgiveness.

The dull pain in my head suddenly disappeared.

God cannot be described, discussed, or speculated upon.

He committed a big taboo!

Fortunately, this is a new Lord of the Undead, and he is in need of believers, so he will not be so strict.

"My...mother..." the child muttered in a childish voice.

"Forgive my mistakes and protect your mother," Lukaz obeyed.

He clearly felt that he was no longer a loyal follower of the leader, and his fanatical faith seemed to be wiped out by the unknown god in front of him.

The soul is marked as His.

Don't betray it and don't tell anyone about it.

There is no doubt that Lu Wanyue is His mother, and this is enough to confirm.

The thick smell of death dissipated, and Lucas sat on the ground exhausted, his life was saved.

He turned into a bat and flew out of the tent, then flew to the top of the tent to rest. According to the agreement of forgiveness, he would protect Lu Wanyue for the rest of her life until her death.

Temple of the Dead.

On the throne, the Lord of the Undead quickly and impatiently coiled his finger bones.

The moment Lukas' entire faith was wiped out, he discovered that his believers were covered by other gods with the same attributes. Looking at the entire undead race, are there other gods with the attribute of death besides him?

The answer is no.

He does not care about losing a believer, or even a believer's family.

So who is it?

He planned to transform into a human being, travel around the continent of Eden, and explore whether a new god had been born.

The jade-white headless skeleton was quickly filled with flesh and blood, and its skin and flesh were tightly wrapped around it.

A pale, gloomy young man sat on the throne.

He planned to go to the holy pool of the elves first to retrieve his precious bones.

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A big thing happened to the elves recently!

There are actually foreign thieves sneaking into the holy pool of elves!

There is a deep pit at the bottom of the sacred pool, and it is said that the entrance was made by digging a tunnel!

It was so outrageous that even Lu Wanyue, the person involved, found it outrageous.

The Holy Pool is guarded more closely. Every elf entering or leaving needs to report before entering. The guards will also check the bottom of the pool twice a day to prevent thieves from digging tunnels in again.

The gloomy young man learned that his mortal enemy's holy water had been stolen and a big hole had been dug at the bottom of the holy pool. His iris-colored pupils suddenly emitted a bit of brilliance, and the corners of his mouth curved up like melting snow in winter.

He stood on the outskirts of the forest where the elves lived, gently closed his eyes, and summoned the skull.

For a long time, there was dead silence.

The young man had a pale face, and he slowly rolled his finger bones with his hands. He smiled gently, but there was a sense of hostility in the depths of his eyes.

One second you were laughing at your enemy's holy water being stolen, and the next second you found out that his precious bones were also stolen!

Who is it?

Without a skull, the conjured body was terribly thin, as if it would fall down with the slightest breeze!

He couldn't understand why the thief would surely die if he stole something with such a strong smell of death on the skull of the god of death.

Now the skull cannot be recalled, as if it had disappeared out of thin air in the entire continent of Eden.

The young man's face was gloomy, his eyes were looking coldly into the air, his index finger tapped lightly between his eyebrows, and his bloodless thin lips uttered mysterious mutterings.

In an instant, the scene before the skull disappeared appeared in my mind.

It's the skull's perspective.

The beautiful girl came closer and kissed the skull with her pink lips.

The skull is Himself, and all the feelings are transmitted, a hot and wet kiss is imprinted on the forehead.

In the picture, the girl opened her mouth wide, and her pearly teeth were clearly visible. Then, the girl bit her forehead!

He couldn't believe it! He seemed to have guessed what the girl was going to do.

Sure enough, in the picture, the girl was gnawing on the skull, and she didn't stop until she had chewed the entire skull!

The scene ended, and the thin boy was shaking with excitement, his pale face was slightly red, and his iris-colored pupils were surprisingly bright, as if he was very angry.

The girl's appearance was firmly imprinted in the depths of his soul.

All members of the undead tribe are infertile, but as the leader of the undead and the god in charge of life and death, all he needs to do to give birth to offspring is to give his most precious skull to his partner to eat, and new life can be conceived.

But you only have one chance!

Due to the attribute of the god of death, most mother bodies cannot bear the birth of a new god with the attribute of death.

Touching his skull would either result in death or injury, not to mention eating it, even if you successfully conceive.

As time goes by, the new god will suck the life force of the mother body, and the new god will perish together with the mother body before it is even born!

He had found girls of all races, but they would die instantly if they touched his skull. He had given up hope.

Unexpectedly, by some mistake, the girl ate the entire skull and still lived on!

The boy's thin and fragile chest rose and fell violently, his iris-colored pupils were full of light, his pale face was full of energy, and he uttered strange mutterings: "Find her! We must find her! She is the bride of the Undead!"

The boy turned into a thick black mist and disappeared on the spot.

On the other side, in a simple tent on the Centaur grassland, Lu Wanyue was dreaming.

In her dream, she was in an ancient castle, holding a chubby and cute baby boy in her arms.

She deeply felt the blood connection between the baby and her.

"Baby?" She looked at the baby boy in her arms curiously, a little surprised.

Lu Wanyue knew clearly that she was dreaming.

"Mother!" A childish voice came from the baby boy's body, but the baby did not open his mouth.

"Zizi, you are a boy!" Lu Wanyue felt that this dream was a little strange.

"Mother, please remember what I am going to say next." The childish voice was a little serious.

"Okay, okay, baby, you say it." Lu Wanyue looked at the baby's chubby face and the fidgeting limbs in her arms, and she really couldn't take it seriously.

"Mother's body cannot give birth to me. Your own energy is not enough. I need a large number of believers. Mother, go and preach! Develop believers and gain the power of faith, so that I can be born successfully. Be careful to avoid the leader of the undead." The childish male voice was a little mysterious, and the unreal mumbling in the ears of the believers was particularly clear at this time.

"Believers? Missionaries?" Lu Wanyue was stunned.

Are you sure this isn't a pyramid scheme?

Feudal superstition?

She couldn't help but say earnestly, "My dear! There is still the Church of Light in the Eden Continent. Believers without the true God are just a pile of loose sand and will definitely be treated as pagans and eliminated."

"Mother, how can there be no true God? I will be born with godhood and become the new god of death. Death is the beginning of life and will eventually belong to me!" The childish voice was full of vitality.

The new god in charge of life and death naturally has great potential, and it is definitely easy to develop believers!

But there is no way. He needs a lot of faith as energy to be born. He doesn't want to backfire on his mother because of insufficient energy and end up dying together with his mother.

He had not yet been born, so he could only trick his mother into helping him recruit believers.

After listening to this, Lu Wanyue called the system in shock.

"Oh my god! That skull! Is it the skull of the god of death? In Greek mythology, the Siren is the daughter of the river god. Even if the kid reverts to his ancestral form, he can't possibly become the god of death!"

"There is no record in the database, but according to the algorithm, there is a high probability that he is the child of the god of death." Little C did not expect this to be the case. The data only gave information about the undead, the target of the mission.

Lu Wanyue couldn't imagine what the God of Death would do to her if he knew that she had stolen and eaten His skull and used it to give birth to a new god.

Life is counting down every minute!

No, I must hide until the baby is born successfully!

"Baby! I will make sure you are born safely! I will help you develop offline business and do MLM... No! Do missionary work! I will get you many, many believers!" Lu Wanyue said seriously.

"Thank you, mother. Today I marked a believer, a vampire branch of the Undead Clan. He offended you! From now on, I will forgive your sins and protect your safety for eternity. You can use him as you please." The childish mumbling seemed a little angry.

"Vampire?" Lu Wanyue recalled, didn't she meet anyone who looked like a vampire today?

The Centaur Territory is populated by Centaurs and wandering merchants.

Offense? Do you want to suck her blood?

Lu Wanyue thought with a chill.

"Don't worry, mother. He now has my death mark on his body and cannot come close to you at will." The young new god understood all his mother's thoughts.

"Then how do I preach? How do I become Zaizai's follower?" Lu Wanyue had never been involved in pyramid schemes or feudal superstitions, so she really didn't know how to do it!

"Mother, you only need to let a believer touch your belly, and I will use this to mark you for death. The appearance of a black skull totem in your hand is a sign that you have successfully become a believer." The childish voice explained.

"Can I touch you through my clothes?" She felt uncomfortable with being touched directly, but if this was the only way, she would overcome it for the sake of her baby.

"Don't worry, mother. You can do it through the clothes. I won't let anyone else touch you!" The childish voice faintly revealed a domineering possessiveness.

"Then leave this matter to me. I will definitely develop many believers for the baby." Lu Wanyue lowered her head and kissed the baby's forehead.

"Thank you, mother! It's daybreak, it's time to wake up." The childish mumbling came from the void, like a thick fog that was about to dissipate.

Lu Wanyue woke up in a daze, feeling a little dazed. She only vaguely remembered that she seemed to have had a pregnancy dream.

There was a baby boy in the dream, telling her to develop believers and accumulate faith so that the child would be born.

She only remembers the important information.

I have forgotten what the god of death was or what the new god was.

These memories are covered in a thick fog and need to be triggered.

"Good morning, Mother Goddess." An elegant male voice came from outside the tent.

"Mother Goddess? Who is she?" Lu Wanyue's fish tail had turned back into legs. She stood up and opened the tent curtain.

A tall young man, holding a black umbrella in his black-gloved hands, stood respectfully in front of the tent.

The sky was slightly brighter. Lu Wanyue was a night-vision species, and what she saw was the young man's sickly pale skin and his breathtaking red eyes.

"Mother Goddess, please allow this sinful believer to protect you from now on. This despicable believer belongs to the vampire branch of the Undead Clan and used to be a subordinate of the Undead Clan leader." Lukas lowered his proud eyebrows, knelt on one knee, rested his forehead on her toes, and explained everything in detail.