"Soul Captor" Mondino, a famous necromancer in the north. He did not create any tragedy in the world that could not be described in the world, nor did he create any earth-shaking disasters. Instead, he harvested some souls in the past few decades.

If Mondino had harvested ordinary souls of untouchables, even if the chaos he caused was greater, he would not have the current fame. But he would not have encountered the untouchables at all, and his target was directed at adventurers with great abilities, or even superiors with powerful people.

It is rumored that this "soul-capturer" will buy the soul with a curse every time he makes a move. No one who acquires the soul can escape his clutch and ends up in a desolate situation.

"Those rumors are not worth refuting. Just think about the fact that someone has been willing to trade with me for so many years, I know that my reputation is still fine.

Many people use their souls as collateral and rent my abilities to complete tasks that they cannot usually complete. Most of them use their opponent's soul to pay after winning, thus achieving success. Although some people fail, it has nothing to do with me.

Actually, I have many customers, and often I need to make an appointment or even bid for a bid.”

The Necromancer's explanation was simply impeccable, and he did not notice that his ability to "identify lies" was lying. Zhou Qingfeng accepted his soul-catching coin and decided to give it a try when he had time.

Mondino also hopes to live in Harmony Village for a while. After all, there are many adventurers gathered here now, and these people are all red-eyed and want to make a fortune. They are the best potential customers. Some people must be interested in the ability to rent a necromancer.

But most adventurers have too average soul qualities, and Mondino doesn’t like it. However, as a fellow practitioner, Zhou Qingfeng made him pay more attention to how this young man obtained a high-quality soul?

In Mondino's conjecture, Zhou Qingfeng built a harmonious village and attracted a large number of adventurers to gather here should be a conspiracy, just to harvest the soul. But he couldn't understand the matter in the village, because the boy didn't seem to be doing a one-time business.

There was another group of people who couldn't understand Zhou Qingfeng. This was a huge team marching in the cold wind. They had entered the Black Forest.

Colonfil, long-legged, cold-wind city lord, grandson of the legendary hero "long-legged" Levin. Because his grandfather's nickname was too loud, he changed his family's surname.

Five days after Fabro left Harmony Village, the city lord stood in front of the ruins of the plaster village that was burned to white land. Behind him were more than fifty strong city lord guards, more than two hundred armed attendants, and more than three hundred military and civilians.

Learning from Fabro's defeat the previous time, the city lord not only brought a large number of people, but also brought more than 100 carriages to supply supplies in one go. He will rebuild the plaster village and use it as a base to explore the ruins of Silver Leaf City in the Black Forest.

In front of the stucco village, the cold wind was like washing, the ground was blew naked and there was no dust at all. Hundreds of people were silent, looking quietly at the ruins that were filthed by blood sacrifice.

Between the gravel and the burnt wood, there are occasionally black evil spirits rushing. They condense into faceless human forms, trying to tell the living about their despair and misery. But their experiences are not sympathetic, and they will only arouse disgust and hatred.

Several clergymen lined up and shouted the honorific title of Kranwo, the Lord of the Underworld, to save the dead souls who were unwilling to leave and go to the place of their destination.

But most of the dead in the village are the unbeliever poor people who are not accepted by any gods. They have nowhere to go and will be forced to the wall of unbelievers, blown by the cold wind in the underworld, suffering in pain until they dissipate.

"Hissergeant, based on my years of research, the exact location of the ruins of Yinye City is very clear at present. However, it is still very difficult to explore this huge underground city, and it is probably going to take years or even decades."

As a pioneer who had been here, Fabro took out the information papers he bought in Harmony Village for fifty gold coins and copied them again and became the result of his "year research".

Colonfire, long legs have seen this "result". He was very excited and directly rewarded Fabrow with a thousand gold coins.

In the team, Tambos, who has become a formal wizard, can only watch it. After he returned to Hanfeng City, the Magic Goddess Church confirmed his achievements. He was silently complaining that the damn Fabro would sooner or later pay the price for his random rewards.

Fabro said it would take several years or even decades to dig Silver Leaf City, and the Lord of Long Leaf only shook his head slightly. His gloomy face looked deep in the Black Forest and whispered: "The battle of royal power in the North is about to begin, and we don't have so much time to waste it."

The Battle of Kings, a heavy word, is also a terrible word. This means that order is broken, the desire for power will be lost, and countless lives will die because of it.

Fabro didn't even dare to talk, even if he was the "alchemy chief" in the city, he could only bow his head and refuse to comment.

The city lord said to himself: "Hanfeng City does not want to be involved in the war, but we have no choice. What we can do now is to raise some military expenses as much as possible so that we can recruit more mercenaries to fight for me in the future.

Originally, I did not expect it, but the appearance of the elves ruins made me excited. The notes left by my grandfather described the city hidden in the forest in detail and the incredible civilization of the elves.

When the elves evacuated, they moved their property as much as possible, but they could not move the city. As long as they could dig out this ruin, I would have countless gold coins. I might even have the royal power."

Talking about the elves in the Black Forest and extending to the royal power that is about to be re-elected in the north, the guards behind the city lord became excited. Only Fabro whispered again, "Your Majesty, there is still a force in the black forest."

"What village are you worried about that untouchable?" Columfiel laughed long-legged, "Just a bunch of savages, almost fucked by the goblins. I don't understand why you are so afraid of them?"

Fabro said seriously: "Hisser lord, I have no doubt about your courage. But that evil village has silently gathered a considerable amount of power. We cannot allow it to continue to develop."

The long-legged city lord also looked dark, but shook his head and said, "I heard that there was a new voter in the Anri and he put the church in that village. I actually don't worry about that village, but I can't help but worry about the power of the God of Murder."

The so-called "man's name, the shadow of a tree" is all crazy and fallen, but as long as it is not dead, no one dares to underestimate it. It is like the tyranny god can be resurrected at any time, and the murder god may return to the kingdom of God one day.

It’s easy to provoke anyone, but don’t provoke a lunatic who can get angry at any time.

"I remember you said that the leader of that village is Victor Hugo. I will send someone to persuade him. I can admit his power, as long as he doesn't come to make trouble with me. The elves are very rich, and I can allow him to enjoy some leftovers."

The long-legged city lord sneered, and his eyes were still focused on the rebuilding of the plaster village. Victor Hugo, who was disregarded, was not having a good time. He was beaten up in a fight with halfling Kelly, screaming while being beaten.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, promise not to slap in the face."

"You are not allowed to lift your vagina. Oh, you almost kicked it."

"Okay, okay, today's practice is over. I'm afraid of you, today you are the queen."

Zhou Qingfeng had a bruised nose and swollen face, and limped out of the training ground.

The "Jiying" off the field was screaming, "Master, please be serious, can you do it? Beat that little guy hard. If it really doesn't work, I will go with you. Look at you, I lost three games in a row. I lost all my underwear that was cheated by you."

"Damn horse, shut up. How can you have any underwear? Aren't you running naked all the time?" Zhou Qingfeng lost but not lost, and his momentum was pretty good. It would be even better if the half-length girl not far away didn't scold him for being cowardly arrogantly.

Inisa applied Zhou Qingfeng with a puff to relieve swelling, and sighed while applying it: "Oh, some men are just unreliable. They say they are powerful, but in fact they can't even beat a little girl."

"Little girl?" Zhou Qingfeng pointed at the halfling girl who was laughing at and taking the bet with dissatisfaction, "She is much older than me. She is still a voter, a voter of the God of Murder. You don't know how hard her fist is.

You are all cheating me, why do you recommend her to practice fighting with me? You also said that little girls are easier to deal with. I really shouldn't believe in your evil spirits."

Zhou Qingfeng's distress made Cirick laugh for a long time, and at the same time sent an oracle to his elected girl
Chapter completed!