The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 881: Cooperation

To tell the truth, when the legendary star mage introduced the Skeleton King to the Nobility nobility, a war almost broke out in the entire hall.

At present, Novis is facing the invasion and slaughter of a large number of undeads. The entire noble class has heard the change of "undead", and the hatred of undead has reached its peak. Therefore, seeing behind Katy Enni turned out to be a terrifying skeleton, those brave nobles and knights withdrew their swords and shouted loudly; while some other timid nobles were scared The wolf was crying and howling, running around.

The whole conference hall was in a mess immediately.

The nobles at the scene thought that the patron saint of Novis had chosen to surrender to the necromancer, and now he was planning to take the undead to slaughter their most powerful people.

The ring eyes swept through the chaotic aristocratic meeting place, and the face of the Skeleton King showed an indifferent cold color. For these human nobles who are good at dancing power and playing politics, he has no respect in his heart, but for those who dare to draw swords, he barely has a trace of respect in his heart.

However, judging from the diametrically opposed coping habits, most of those who dare to resist are middle and lower class nobles, and there are many low-level nobles of knighthood. And the more gorgeous and exquisite the clothes are, the more timid as a rat, one by one hissing and screaming under the table and chairs.

As for the few people such as Duke Novis, etc., they looked pale and stiff in place, and their eyes were fixed on the legendary star mage. Many guard knights of the Iron Fist Knights draw their swords and encircle them in the middle, and the various lights representing the fighting spirit shine on the audience.

The legendary star mage looked at the chaotic meeting place in a mess, and glanced dissatisfiedly at the skeleton king. Leoric just realized that the convergence of the opportunity had caused his own halo of fear.

There is no way. As a legendary undead creature, the existence of this aura of fear is as natural and smooth as human breathing, plus the people around him usually do not eat this set of graveyard creatures, so Leo Rick just "unintentionally" disturbed the fragile human in front of him.

If there is a high-level magician in front of you, of course, you can use the "cool light" to make everyone calm down. The mage, a professional killer and arsonist, is not good at manipulating large-scale emotions. Therefore, Katie Enni can only suppress the panic with everyone's Jiwei for hundreds of years.

"Boom".

Katie Enni's tall magic wand stood suddenly, and made a muffled noise. A ring of turbulent wind ripples washed the audience, staggering everyone, and standing unsteadily.

"Quiet!" Katie Enni's sulking eyes swept the audience: "I shut my mouth! Today I invited the legendary commander from the Great Cemetery, Master Leoric, not the Undead Council. The bloodthirsty souls inside. So from now on, everyone will shut my mouth and listen to what others say. During this period, any behavior that disturbs the venue will be regarded as a provocation to me. Bear the anger of all association mages! "

With the low and firm words of the legendary star mage, a large number of association mage fish enter the venue, lining up around, with a serious expression. Although the wand in their hands did not light up and activate, nor did they intimidate, but the magical fluctuations caused by the full set of heads still allowed the nobles present to cover their mouths, and no longer dared to make a slight noise.

"My name is Leoric, the undead commander of the Necropolis, the legendary order!" The Skeleton King took a step forward, and the words of the soul stirred by the burning soul in the eyes swept the audience: "I come and represent the Necropolis You meet and hope to get a result that will satisfy both parties. "

Along with the words of the Skeleton King, it was the surging, mighty, and terrifying spirit of horror that threatened like a thousand feet of waves. The power of the legendary undead is fully revealed at this moment.

silence!

Deathly silence!

The nobles opened their mouths and wanted to scream in excitement, but the whispering sound was suppressed by the spirit of Ling Ling's wanton expansion in the deep chest, and he could not relax. Even their bodies became maqinqin, and it was extremely difficult to change their posture.

"You ... you ... the necropolis ... and the undead ... the joint council ... isn't ... a group of ...?" Asked a hissing face with a struggling expression of a knight and noble knight who had a strong look. Although his words are fragmented, his bravery still aroused a little respect from Leoric.

"We are the Necropolis, not the Council of the Undead!" Skeleton King's soul language is so powerful: "Although we are also undead, but we do not need to expand our ethnic group in a way that damages humanity. Our necropolis and your humanity have a legal basis for peaceful coexistence. "

Although the atmosphere was calm and pressured, the Skeleton King's words still triggered the whispers of everyone present. A huge hum rang through the venue instantly, and the loud noise was enough to overturn an unpredictable observer.

Can the undead coexist with humans?

This ridiculous question was not necessary for discussion before, and never existed in any human mind, but today it pours out from the mouth of a representative sent by a ... dead soul. This ... how can this not surprise everyone in Novis!

Does the other party want to cheat?

Looking at the surrounding situation, is it necessary to speak of such a ridiculous issue to swindle everyone with the sword and the skeleton that controls the audience? The opponent is a legendary terrifying undead! Such a terrifying guy is in such a big battle just to trick everyone?

All kinds of doubts circled in the hearts of everyone in Novis. Although no one dared to understand the answer to the skull in front of them, but for the first time, they couldn't help but start to think in their minds of the strange and strange scenes of peaceful coexistence with the dead.

A lavish banquet full of distinguished guests, all the guests raised their glasses to pay tribute and speak freely. And among them, the nobles who are full of intestines and fat are talking to the wine with a skeleton. Speaking of pleasure, the skeleton drank a glass of wine, and the laula wine spattered freely along its delicate and airy chest.

In another place, a plump and enchanting beautiful lady is dancing happily with a puffy and rotten zombie. After several light whirling steps, the beautiful lady half-falled in the arms of the zombie, her passionate red lips and the large mouth of the blood basin that was twisted and twisted, and the worms wriggled.

"Vomit ..."

Many nobles full of horse-drawn carriages were disgusted by their excessive fantasy imagination, and one after another was sick.

But ... If you replace those disgusting dead zombie skeletons with clothing and temptations, and the hazy face is a kind of illusory high-level female demon, then the scene just now is not unacceptable ...

Immediately, these aristocrats who had just touched their chests and vomited, and could not accept the appearance, suddenly showed the squinting pig face, and the mouth saliva was about to flow down.

Even if the Skeleton King puts himself on another ten human brains, he will not understand that the nobles in front of him are too ridiculous. As if suddenly, the question of whether the undead can coexist peacefully with humans is not entirely impossible!

The Skeleton King might not understand these nobles, but Cattierne, who stood beside him, knew clearly.

After thousands of years of peaceful and peaceful life, the Noble nobles have long lost the virtues of the nobility at the beginning, and turned too far and too far on the road of ease and enjoyment. As long as they can keep the land under their name, as long as they can ensure that their luxurious life continues, they don't care who is really ruling this country. Otherwise, before the attack of the Undead United Council, the Novos dignitaries tried almost all the large forces that might be surrendered.

If it weren't for the mages' guild and the church's powers to have no time to separate, and at the same time, how could the people of Novis gather here so desperately to close their eyes and die.

To be honest, at this moment, as the ruling class of Novis, everyone has nowhere to go. Faced with the surging millions of undead, the army formed by Novis was like a small stone thrown into the torrent, and even a bubble was completely swallowed up without seeing it.

At this moment, it is not false to say that they are the rulers of Novis, but to say that they are a group of bereavement dogs, but they are also the same.

Faced with the sea of ​​horror and undead that swept over, they couldn't provide any means at all, and they could only choose to turn a blind eye to the urgent documents and letters of help that piled up like snow flakes. Let the towns and villages of various regions stand alone in the thundering waves of undead.

All they can do is withdraw the only part of the army near Pilbon, waiting silently for the unknown fate, relying on the solid city.

In fact, at this time, the piece of land the necropolis wanted was easily obtained by simply reaching out. But for the possible ruling structure after the war, and in order to be recognized by the countries of Klein as soon as possible, the necropolis can still only choose to "cooperate" with this group of Novos dignitaries!

Perseverance, there are some steadfast nobles who refuse to cooperate with all undead, but they only account for a very small part of the noble class. Even the Skeleton King did not come forward to suppress it, it was ferocious, and his mouth was closed and he was completely blamed by the noble speculators who claimed to be considered for the people of the whole Novis.

At this juncture, anything that can save the people of Novis from fire and water must be tried. Any action that can fight the Necromancer is worth advocating.

Therefore, with their help, the "cooperation" with the necropolis was not as difficult and unsolved as the Skeleton King had originally imagined.

These inflamed nobles are the flies who are chasing power. They are willing to trust any strong man who can bring them hope when they have nowhere to go. Whether the strong man is a person or a "skeleton" is no longer in their consideration.

Soon, the Necropolis reached a "cooperation" agreement with the noble nobles.