There's something wrong with this skeleton

Chapter 15 This skeleton might be a bit outdated (rewrite done)

"Military Master, Black Dragon, you say that I have no blood, how should I carry out the process of recognizing the Lord by dripping blood?"

Zhou Mo initiated a question that hit his heart directly.

The military division and the black dragon looked at each other.

This is a difficult question, and I can't think of an answer even if I think about it.

"My king...would you like to try using bone marrow?"

The military division was a little confused.

Solving worries and problems for the king is what I should do.

But if the suggestion he made doesn't work, it would be a deception to the king.

"Your Majesty, in fact, I would also suggest taking the bone marrow directly." Black Dragon nodded solemnly.

Follow the military division, and you can live nine thousand and ninety-nine.

If the military division dies, then he will go with the military division.

As a military teacher, I don't think it will be too miserable.

Needless to say, this wave is stable.

"I don't accept your proposal."

Zhou Mo shook his head.

Although it seems reasonable to use bone marrow to bleed to recognize the Lord.

But Zhou Mo always felt a little unreliable.

"Your Majesty, I don't know much about natal objects, but I think your Majesty can try to refine them with Heart Fire." The military advisor sincerely suggested.

When the scepter appeared in the king's hand, it was already paying attention to the scepter.

I can't see through it, it feels ordinary.

But there is one thing that is very strange, the style is good, and when it appears in the hands of the king, it feels like it should be held by the king.

Now that he had this feeling, the military adviser understood that this thing must be the king's natal item.

At this moment, two words appeared in the military division's mind: layout.

From its point of view, perhaps the king had already arranged everything before he proclaimed himself everything.

Otherwise, how to explain the situation where the king suddenly asked about the natal object, and then the natal object appeared in his hand?
If the king had arranged everything before he proclaimed himself, then it would be able to perfectly explain all of this.

Still the king is amazing.

The military division was convinced.

The layout of countless years ago may have begun from the moment the king woke up.

The natal object appeared in the late stage of the king's natal life, and it must have been the king's special intention at that time.

As for the reason for this intention, the military division couldn't think of it, but he was very calm in his heart.

Have self-knowledge.

How could the king's intentions be easily deduced by himself?

"Are you angry? I'll try to see if it's reliable."

Zhou Mo nodded.

I always feel that the military division and the black dragon are a little weird, and the atmosphere is made very weird by them.

Zhou Mo didn't think too much about it, and mobilized a little bit of fire power, and landed on the scepter.

After that sliver of heart fire was ignited on the scepter, Zhou Mo found that he gradually had a connection with the scepter, and it became more and more profound.

Regarding the usage of the scepter, Zhou Mo was also naturally clear at this time.

As if he had used it countless times.

After thinking about it, this may be the magic of natal objects.

"When using the scepter to release spell-like skills, does it have a certain strengthening effect?"

Zhou Mo looked at the scepter.

About a ten percent increase.

As long as it is a magic skill, it can be increased unconditionally, which is very domineering.

Moreover, with the improvement of one's own strength, this thing seems to be able to become stronger.

Zhou Mo didn't know what the reason was, and he didn't bother to worry about it.

According to Heilong, practitioners all over the world are like this, which is quite normal.

"Now, summoning ordinary undead can save points."

I am delighted.

As a poor ghost, you must seize every opportunity to save money.

Originally, he chose the scepter for this effect, but looking at it now, his choice was not wrong.

The two effects of the scepter are very powerful, which also shows that Zhou Mo's natal object is very powerful.

Thinking that there are two natal objects in the exchange item, Zhou Mo began to look forward to it.

"I'm going to experiment with something."

After leaving a word, Zhou Mo returned to the cave halfway up the mountain with the scepter in hand.

Tried one by one.

Without exception.

All of them are [insufficient points].

"Were all of you so decent when you were alive, all of them were not ordinary?"

Zhou Mo was in a complicated mood.

……

Beside the Xijian River.

"The king's natal object..." the black dragon pondered.

"Don't think about it, the more you know, the faster you die." The military division warned.

"Well, I don't know anything."

Heilong shook his head, then said: "I'm going to see my old friends."

"Come back before noon tomorrow, the efficiency must be fast."

The military division looked at the black dragon and reminded.

"To serve the king, quality and efficiency must be tied for the first place."

As he spoke, the black dragon rose up, its black dragon scales shone coldly in the sun, and it was already ten miles away during the walk.

Watching the black dragon leave, the military master muttered.

"You'd better not run away, otherwise the general may be more ruthless..."

distance.

The black dragon flies against the wind.

Suddenly felt a chill down the back.

"Military Master, why do you miss me so much? I am a mighty real dragon. If I say I won't run, I won't run away."

The black dragon muttered.

In the next moment, the corners of his mouth began to rise unconsciously.

"Look for the help of the Taoist Master Huaji first, otherwise I may lose both in the past..."

……

"Military Master, let's go and see if we can summon the undead." Zhou Mo shouted towards the Military Master.

"I'm coming."

The military division ran over.

I was a little excited to hear this.

"My king, have you finally decided to wake up your fellow clan?" the military adviser asked excitedly.

"I'm not strong enough now, at most I can resurrect a few ordinary undead."

Zhou Mo shook his head.

Insufficient strength is false.

Mainly poverty.

If it's not poor, it's not because of him, Zhou Mo, that there will be densely packed undead standing all over the mountains and plains.

"That's good too."

The military division nodded.

Haven't seen a new face in many years.

Even if it's just an ordinary undead, the military division thinks it's very good.

Zhou Mo is holding the scepter.

Perceived carefully through the scepter.

"Two miles ahead,"

Zhou Mo came to a patch of grass with his military adviser and guards.

"Boom."

The scepter was raised and lowered.

A muffled sound came out, Zhou Mo's jaw opened and closed, and he muttered something.

The military division couldn't understand what he was reading.

But it saw that a crack had suddenly opened in the weed-covered soil.

A disastrous bone palm stretched out.

Bone Palm firmly grasped the sudden thing in front of it, slowly widened the crack, and then crawled out from the ground.

"Quack quack..."

The body of this undead was stained with too much dirt, and his whole body was trembling.

The undead did not escape Zhou Mo's passive skills, and slowly knelt in front of Zhou Mo.

"Crack."

The atmosphere is a little heavy.

The undead's head fell off and rolled to Zhou Mo's feet.

"Your Majesty, this skeleton may be a little out of date, and there is something wrong with it." The military adviser whispered.

"I don't think it's a problem."

Zhou Mo shook his head, bent down to pick up the head of the undead, and then installed it back on the other side.

"Get up."

Zhou Mo is full of hope.

The undead tilted his head and looked at Zhou Mo.

It seems that he doesn't understand what the king means.

"Crack."

Zhou Mo took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Well, I admit, there is indeed a big problem."

　I am very sorry for causing you a lot of trouble.

　　Compare.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)