The **** of death fulfilled Ding Meng's two wishes, and there was one last wish left.

Ding Meng blinked his eyes: "The last wish...may I have three more wishes?"

"roll!"

"If you don't give it, why scold someone?" Ding Meng murmured, thinking about it for a long time: "Or else, I will save this wish first, and when I think of it, I will tell you?"

Death nodded: "Yes, no matter when you think of it, you can bring it up to me."

"The dead spirits out there..."

Death's face became gloomy again, and he walked out slowly with Ding Meng as if reluctantly.

In the sky, suddenly overcast...

To be forcibly rushed out by a human being is a shame for the Necromancer Legion!

What's even more annoying is that after the human adventurer successfully escaped, Earl Dracula immediately returned to the cave with the female archer and monsters.

Outside the cave, Count Dracula set a monster ban, which made the monsters dare not attack easily.

But as time passed, the monsters became more and more impatient, and anxiety spread among them.

And as the ogre rulers waited for the disappeared monsters to "resurrect", the monster army has become eager to move.

Drum noises, shouts, horns sounded everywhere... Maybe the next minute, the monster army's assault will begin...

The sky became dimmed... Pieces of dark clouds obscured the sky...

The clamor of the monsters suddenly stopped... The battlefield, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became extremely quiet...

The monsters seemed to feel something, and slowly turned around...

A figure appeared in the land of war... and gradually thinking of the monster army coming...

The figure is getting bigger and bigger... and it even creates an illusion that it almost covers most of the war area...

The monsters can see...

Wearing a well-fitting tuxedo, the hair was combed untidy, and there was no dust on the black leather shoes.

The monsters suddenly became panicked. Even some timid people started to tremble...

This is the nightmare of their lives and the origin of all disasters. It was him, relying on his own strength, that defeated the Alliance of Millions of Monsters. It was him who cast the most vicious curse, making millions of undead wandering in the land of war forever.

grim Reaper!

Grim Reaper-appeared!

And following him is the human adventurer who rushed out just now!

The **** of death walked very slowly, but every step he took, the monsters' hearts would jump.

Ding Meng's mood at this time was envy, respect, and amazement, and he had all kinds of feelings.

The undead of millions of monsters can still be in such awe after death. If it can be done like the **** of death, what regrets?

Quiet... Quiet is scary... Even the heavy breathing of the monster from fear sounds so clear at this time...

"You humble monsters." In front of the monster army, the **** of death slowly said: "You dare to rebel against my authority. I curse you forever being trapped in the land of war and suffering, and forever enduring torture. . If you still want to resist me now, I am here!"

No monster dares to move...

That terrible battle is still vivid even now...

"But, my friend, the protector of the undead, the dark baron Ding Meng, asked me to forgive you..." Death's voice suddenly became ugly, completely unlike the tone he used to talk to Ding Meng. "You despicable creatures, I should have imprisoned you here forever, but I couldn’t refuse the request of the Dark Baron... Now, I forgive you, I, the ruler of the underworld, the **** of death, the ruler of the undead in the world, Take back my curse!"

The monsters were dumbfounded... they couldn't believe what they heard.

The **** of death forgave himself, and the **** of death took back the curse!

is this real?

But soon they knew this was true... and Ding Meng also saw the true face of Death for the first time...

Suddenly, the **** of death flew into the sky, and the beautiful tuxedo was gone, replaced by a black cloak. And that handsome and charming face suddenly became extremely hideous, faintly, Ding Meng even felt that it looked like a real skeleton!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a huge sickle appeared in his hand. That is the sickle of the **** of death!

Then, the voice of the **** of death sounded everywhere in the air: "Kneel down, humble creatures! Kneel down to your benefactor! Protector of the undead, guardian of two worlds, maker of the massacre, and respected Baron of Night Your Mightiness!"

What? The maker of the massacre? When did he gain such a title? But before Ding Meng could react, he saw the millions of undead army knelt on the ground, and then said in unison: "Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your forgiveness. The patron of the undead, two The watcher of this world, the maker of the mass murder, and the respected Lord Night Baron! You will win our respect and gratitude. We swear to serve you. No matter when and where, the Necromancer is waiting for you The call of God! To conquer, let the world of light be shrouded in darkness; to pursue glory, and let the imprisoned world tremble under the iron hoof of the Necromancer. We obey you, and we will become your most loyal servants!"

Xiao Ai's message soon appeared:

"Obtained the title of Chief of the Necromancer Legion, Strength +30, Skill Cooldown: 3600 days..."

Ding Meng almost spewed a mouthful of old blood.

3600 days? Is it equivalent to almost 10 years after the first use to summon the Necromancer Legion?

Okay, okay, this skill is really abnormal. Once you use it, it will be an army of millions of necromancers.

If it can be used all the time, the entire imprisoned world will have to be in chaos.

Xiao Ai’s message has not been completed yet:

"Hidden mission: Completed in the land of war, hunter Ding Meng, hunter Dongdong, gain 30 skill points, undead creature favorability +50, dark world openness +50...Dark mission reward doubles, gain 60 skill points, undead Biological favorability +100, dark world openness +100...Ding Meng has three wishes given by the **** of death, and the dark task reward is doubled forbid..."

60 skill points are still equally distributed as before. At this time, Ding Meng has 225 strength, 190 agility, and 190 speed.

In fact, Ding Meng's previous rewards seemed very ordinary at this time, but the three wishes given by the **** of death were not a joke. Two have been used up, and there is still the last one, Ding Meng must hide it until the most critical moment.

Those dead spirits are gradually disappearing, but they are no longer the wisps of smoke before.

Their bodies gradually became transparent, and disappeared from their eyes a little bit...

Finally, the huge army of millions of undead souls disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

The **** of death also slowly fell from the air, turning into the handsome man before.

But when Ding Meng looked at him, he didn't think he was handsome at all, he had already seen the true face of Death.

Count Dracula and Dongdong walked out of the cave.

"Brother Ding, are you okay?" Dongdong ran to Ding Meng anxiously.

"It's okay, it's fine." Ding Meng patted his chest with the breath of death.

Don't meet again here, but the taste is wrong there. When Grim Reaper and Count Dracula met, they waited for each other like their rivals.

"You idiot vampire, what are you doing in the land of war?"

"You low-powered **** of death, do you think I'm willing to come here?"

"Idiots are always idiots!"

"Hey, listen to me..." Ding Meng hurriedly wanted to persuade them for fear of a fight. But as soon as he spoke, Grim Reaper and Count Dracula actually shouted at the same time: "You shut up!"

Uh...what is this?

"This rogue actually allowed me to release the souls of the army of millions of dead souls." The **** of death seemed to be very dissatisfied with this matter.

"What are you?" Count Dracula was even more angry: "He actually made a request to me to call me once..."

Grim Reaper was startled, then his face was full of weirdness: "Have you agreed?"

"Promise...yes..." Count Dracula said these three words with great difficulty.

The **** of death stared at him in a daze, and suddenly laughed: "A human adventurer, can actually summon the lord of the vampire Dracula, Earl? When it is passed out, all the races will laugh out of their teeth... Now I am balanced and balanced! "

Count Dracula stared at him fiercely, and then stared at Ding Meng fiercely: "When I fulfill my promise, I will definitely absorb your blood and make you a vampire like me!"

"Theoretically, he was already a dead man after being sucked up with blood, and should be under my management." Death said slowly: "I will take his soul to hell, and then let him say his last wish. , And then I can torture him, who let him release one million of my enemies? I think, should I use hellfire to grill him, or let those resentful spirits divide his soul?"

Ding Meng swallowed hard...

Just kidding, kidding, imprisoning the world's two most NB-boss BOSS, actually want to punish themselves?

Eyeballs kept rolling, and suddenly said: "Earl Dracula, who brought you here?"

"Ogre!" Count Dracula said grimly.

Ding Meng nodded in agreement: "Then, without the ogre, Earl Dracula would not appear here, and I would not appear here to complete the task. Then, millions of dead souls would not be Released. Then again, so I think our common enemy is an ogre!"

He heard Death and the Count of Vampire both "gracious" unexpectedly.

Hey, the ogre tribe, what else is there, this time you are in trouble.

Your fierce master brought you two of the most terrifying opponents in the world at once!