Chapter 15 Don't be fooled
Negris underestimated the hunger of hungry people for food. Although he had asked for a limit on the number of people, the temple was still crowded by the people who rushed to hear the news. Hearing that only a pious belief can be rescued by the king, everyone couldn't wait. flocking to the altar, wanting to prove to the king how devoted he is to immortality, or his belief in food.

The scrambled people almost collapsed the disrepaired temple, and the tauren aunt's hoarse cries were unable to maintain order.

The silver skeleton who had been sweeping the floor held the broom upside down, and the front end of the broom was entangled with black air, quickly changing into a two-handed machete.

If you are really bored and are interested in practicing, you can create a hundred or eighty types, and you can change quickly after you are proficient.

Holding the machete, the silver skeleton leaped vigorously, jumped onto a stone pillar next to the altar, bowed his body, and let out a silent soul scream.

The scrambling people couldn't hear this kind of scream, they only felt a force that could freeze the soul through the body, which was probably equivalent to a chill in the neck, but it was dozens of times stronger.

Most people froze and shivered.

With the screams of the silver skeletons, the temple, which had no walls, turned up a fence made of white bones on the ground, enclosing the scope of the temple.

After being yelled at by the silver skeleton, everyone calmed down, and then surrounded by the white bone fence, everyone seemed to remember that this is the Temple of the Undead, the home of the undead, not a place where you can make a fuss.

Line up obediently and go to the altar one by one to worship. When they sincerely believe in immortality, Anger can feel that he and the believers are connected by the fire of the undead as a bridge, forming a soul network.

At this moment, Ange could even hear some inner voices of the other party, which was a very magical feeling.

Most are 'please give me food', a few are 'please let me never die', and occasionally 'please kill the neighbor's vixen', 'let the wind of rest disappear' and so on.This made Anger discover that the heart of the living race is really complicated.

In addition to listening to these voices, Ange's most important thing is to transform these beliefs, which makes him feel like he has returned to the crypt, and constantly guides the energy into his body.

Soul crystals are condensed from the energy generated by the souls of undead creatures. Because they can be reversely transformed and added to the soul, other undead creatures can also use them, so they have the basis of equivalents and can be used as a currency to circulate. , as long as it is an undead creature, it will recognize its value.

These energies can naturally be replenished into An Ge's soul. Before, because of the need to transfer food, An Ge did not dare to use it indiscriminately. Now that there is so much more, the ratio of food and soul crystals has reached one to one hundred, so he can use it as he wants.

A steady stream of soul energy poured in, and Ange only felt that he was growing rapidly.

Sometimes, the change is so sudden, the fire of the soul suddenly shrinks violently, and all the flames rush inward, forming a ball that seems to be beating, shrinking and rising, a pure soul energy. It rushed to the bones of the whole body.

Negris noticed Anger's situation and said in surprise: "Heart of the soul? I just said that your soul is too solid, not like an ashes skeleton. It turned out to be almost the heart of the soul. The skeleton will be transformed into a golden skeleton and become the Golden Skeleton King."

Skeleton King?It seems to be very powerful. The lord who creates his own is a golden skeleton king. Does it mean that he can create other skeletons like the lord?

……

The sacrifices in the Temple of the Undying are normalized like this. Believers who can devoutly dedicate their soul flames can get a pound of food, and they can come every day. Ange transferred about ten tons, about [-] catties of food, enough for the temple to consume. a period of time.

Not everyone is pious, and not everyone truly believes in immortality. Among the two hundred people, about one hundred people can dedicate their soul flames. Those who are not firm in their beliefs will not come next time.

After a round of selection, there are only about 200 regular believers, which is already a very good number. After all, the total population of the dungeon is only about [-], and some races and groups with their own beliefs must be eliminated, as well as some undead. Living things, the total number is even less.

In the face of such a sudden emergence of the undead temple, the management of the dungeon has a very big controversy, and the succubus Lina even proposed to prevent the believers from visiting to avoid causing instability.

But as soon as this proposal was made, Eske scolded him angrily: "Are you crazy? I am also an immortal believer, do you want to block me too?"

Eske is a necromancer, which necromancer does not believe in death?

Lina's heart skipped a beat, and she forgot about this. What's more, she also forgot the identity of the city lord. The city lord is an old lich, and he is a member of the 'undead'.

It was proposed to seal the Temple of the Undead in the Lich's territory, and Lina felt that she must have lost her heart to make such a proposal.

Knowing that she didn't do it on purpose, Fei Lin was relieved: "Lina is just a good intention. I'm afraid that another unstable factor will suddenly appear and destroy the current stability."

Lina's head nodded like a chicken pecking at millet. She only joined this dungeon recently, and she didn't know the situation of the Temple of the Undead, but now she has come to her senses.

Fei Lin, who knew the inside story, said: "Don't worry, the reopening of the temple is likely to become the most stable pillar of the dungeon, and he keeps putting out food, which can alleviate our food shortage, which is a great thing in itself. Just pretend there is nothing to do, don't harass him."

Clegg, who was sitting on the other side, showed a smile like that. He knew that Ferrin had suddenly brought back several batches of food. Now that the temple has suddenly reopened and food is being released to the outside world, anyone with a brain should guess the two. There is a connection, only this brainless succubus will talk nonsense.

Seeing that everyone had reached an agreement, Filmin changed his voice and said, "How is it that the luminous moss is used as a supplementary light source to provide illumination for crops a few days ago?"

Eske and Lena looked at each other, and their eyes finally fell on Craig.

Clegg said: "Failed, the field is not viable at all, planted too far, the light of the luminous moss is too low, it can't play the role of supplementary light at all, it can only be planted in the middle of two rows of crops, but it needs In a humid environment, it will not survive at all. If you water too much, the roots will rot, and the crops will be soaked. My lord, I don’t think this method is feasible.”

"Oh? Failed? But I've seen someone succeed," said Flynn.

"Impossible." When it comes to technical issues, the smart goblins are unconvinced: "Is it possible that my lord was deceived by magic? Use magic to maintain the growth of crops for a short period of time to deceive you, my lord, don't be fooled."

 Thank you Bai Shouhe, book friend 20180107203842882, pandas love to drink coffee without sugar, and skeletons want to build a foundation

  
 
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