Kempra looked at Zhao Hai and smiled slightly: "It seems that Mr. is really different from ordinary people. The average person has seen us shouting and killing, but the gentleman does not. This really makes me Very unexpected."

Zhao Hai looked at Kampura and smiled slightly: "This is nothing. I am a black magician. I deal with undead creatures almost every day. I see why you are shouting and killing." As a result, the three people of Kampura stunned, and then Kampura turned to look at the king of the ancients: "Bone, you did the last time you played against him? He said that he is a black magician. "Guli also looked at Zhao Hai with his head, and he also wondered what was going on. Zhao Hai smiled slightly: "You don't have to doubt, I am a black magician, and I am also a warrior, I am. It’s still a different warlock, and I’m going to have magic in other departments. It’s nothing strange. The strength is up to my level. I can let the energy in my body arbitrarily change. Are you not?” The man shook his head at the same time, the lich looked at Zhao Hai and smiled: "Mr. may not know that in the black world, there is only one kind of energy, that is dark energy, so everyone there is either a magician or a warrior, I Energy use are only one kind of dark energy. "

Zhao Hai nodded. He continued: "The three have not told me, what are you going to learn with me?"

When Kampra heard Zhao Hai say this, he immediately said: "Sir, this time we really want to cooperate with the gentleman, but before we cooperate, we must talk to the gentleman first. I wonder if Mr. can agree?"

Zhao Hai smiled slightly: "Of course I agree, there is no disagreement, three, we should not sit here, go sit down."

After talking about Zhao Hai’s landing on the ground, then he waved his hand and four stone benches appeared on the ground. Zhao Hai appeared on a stone bench, and Campra also fell, Gu Li and will be positive. One person sat on a stone bench, and Kampala floated on a stone bench. "Zhao Hai saw this situation, but he wanted to laugh.

After several people sat down, Kempra looked at Zhao Haidao: "Sir, this time we came to see you for cooperation, because of the crack in the space, the crack in the space is our hope."

Zhao Hai looked at the lich with a puzzled look. The lich looked at Zhao Hai and smiled a bit: "Mr.

You also know that we are all undead creatures. We have always lived in the underworld. In fact, at the very beginning, the undead creatures in the underworld are not like this. They like to fight. At first, there are no dead creatures in the underworld. No one fights. After all the undead creatures have appeared, they have been swimming in the underworld, because we all know that "we have endless life, why should we fight?" We can live in the underworld for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or even longer, in such a long time, even if we only practice a little bit every day, we will eventually become a master, so no one will fight. And will not practice in that way."

Zhao Hai stared at Kampura, he now suspects that this lich is not crazy, undead does not like fighting? The world of dark creatures will be a piece of peace? Isn't this a ghostly story? It’s right to think about it. The lich itself is a ghost. Naturally, it’s a ghost story. You can count on him to say what people say.

When Kempra looked at Zhao Hai, he knew that he didn't believe." He sighed: "Sir, you may think that I am talking nonsense, but what I said is the fact that three of us are living in the underworld. The longest undead creature, how old I am, I can't remember it myself. I only remember that when I first woke up, it was just a little lich. I went to the underworld every day to find some old witches. The demon learned some things, lived happily, and was happy. The two of them were the same. One was just a little ashes, one was just an initial small

Zombies, we met that time. ”

Having said that, Kampura’s face has a look of memories. It’s a good time to remember that good time, like an old man, remembering his childhood.

For a while, Kampula sighed and turned to Zhao Haidao: "But I don't know when I started. In the underworld, suddenly there are more, unborn creatures born with memories. These undead creatures begin with the underworld. Some undead creatures fought, began to slaughter those undead creatures, and finally absorbed the energy of those undead creatures into their own body and became their own energy. In this way, they accelerated their training."

Zhao Haiyi heard Kampula say that it was a glimpse, then his eyes flashed, he looked at Kampala: "You mean, at the very beginning, the undead creatures born in the underworld, There is no memory, just like a newborn child?"

Campra looked at Zhao Hai with amazement: "Of course, haven't I told you? Ah, yes, I haven't told you, but there is nothing strange about it, the undead has just appeared. When shouldn’t they all have memories?”

Zhao Hai was asked by Kampala to be a glimpse, but he turned to think, Kampala said that the real is right, the undead is the most open, but also really hen

They are all without memories, even if they are the primary undead creatures made by these magicians, they do not have the memory of life. Only the advanced undead creatures they made will have memories of life, and may also be positive. Because this is a kind of behavior that violates the heavens, so when making a high-level undead, the magician has to pay a lot of money. Of course, space is not here, and he is a cheat.

When Kampra nodded, Zhao Hai nodded. He continued: "The emergence of undead creatures with memories broke the peace in the underworld. It turned out that some undead creatures who lived in peace began to be massacred and become others. The energy, and finally those undead creatures have to rise up and rebel, so the whole underworld has become a huge battlefield."

Kampala sighed and turned to Zhao Haidao: "You will never think of how terrible the war is, but it is for this reason that there are more and more masters in the underworld. More, and what surprised us even more is that there is nowhere in the underworld, there is a temple of mourning, and many undead creatures with memories are the most faithful believers in the Temple of God."

Kempra looked at Zhao Hai and went on to say: "If that's the case, then we found out that all the undead creatures who become masters and do not blame the temple for worship will be attacked by the believers of the Temple of God. Kill, and all the undead creatures that go to the Temple of the Sun will soon become the most fanatical believers in the gods. They seem to be controlled.

Zhao Hai looked at Kampura with some suspicion. He didn't think that this undead creature was so clever, even this can be seen. It seems that he had always been a small look at Kampura.

Kampala did not notice Zhao Hai’s expression. He continued: “We are not willing to be controlled, so we will unite against the Temple of the Temple, but I don’t know why, they are more and more people. More and more strong, but fortunately, the new undead creatures appearing in the underworld, only two or three of them are born with memories, and the rest are unremembered. Our troops can also Get some supplements, otherwise we will have died."

Having said that, Kampura turned to look at Zhao Hai and said: "Even if this is the case, we are slowly falling to the bottom, and the space for survival is getting smaller and smaller. In order to get rid of the fate that has been eliminated, we have to Expanding outwards, on several occasions we all opened up a space similar to the underworld, but did not expect that the people in that space were very powerful and finally repelled our offensive."

Zhao Hai took a moment, he probably guessed it. The space that Kampala said may be the devil world. They are the undead creatures who invaded the devil world before.

Kampala continued: "After being repulsed, our days are even more sad, but at the same time, we have also discovered a secret. The reason why the underworld here will become like this is that someone is behind the scenes. That person is the person who built the Temple of the Gods. We don't know who he is, but he is very strong, and he wants him to be the only **** in the underworld and become the **** of all undead. The most important thing is that he still wants In this way, the undead creatures of the underworld are as strong as possible, and then he chooses some of the most powerful, taking them away from the underworld and becoming his slaves!"

Zhao Hai suddenly thought of a sentence, that is to raise a donkey, the legend 〖Zhongguo, the generation of Yunnan, some people raise cockroaches, is to put some poisonous worms into a container, let them toss, the last one that survived is 盅, this live The cockroaches that come down will absorb the energy of other poisonous insects and become the most powerful mites.

According to Kampura, the situation in the underworld is very similar to that of raising a donkey. It is also that some people let the undead creatures keep smashing, and those who win can become masters and become kings for him to drive.

Kampura stopped and looked at Zhao Hai and said: "Although we don't know that the person brought the tall undead there, but one thing is certain, those undead creatures that were taken away, It must be fighting with more powerful enemies. We don't want to live like that, so we have been resisting."

Zhao Hai nodded. To be honest, he was very admired for Kampura's spirit. But he didn't quite understand. Kempula told him what to do. What does this have to do with their cooperation?

Kempra looked at Zhao Hai and looked a little bit: "When we are almost ready to be deserved, there is a space crack in the underworld. The crack in the space is here. This is undoubtedly Give us a hope."

Zhao Hai looked at Kampula with impatience: "Mr. Kampura, I haven't heard why you are working with me until now. Can you say the point?" @.

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