"So, Alex, have you decided to try those wonderful saint blood?" Poor Wilderger asked with his neck twisted and pointedly, and he leaned down on the furry camelskin blanket. This animal with long neck and beautiful big eyes is called "gold walking on the mountains" because of its soft and slenderness. It does not produce static electricity, so it does not accumulate dust, and does not accept moisture, so it can resist moisture well. The most important thing is that it has a good warmth. The room Alex chose is located on the top floor of the tower, and it stands like a crown on the high castle, and there is no building to stand shoulder to shoulder with it. At the coldest moment, from

The wind blowing in the valley can directly drop the monkey's ears, so Her Majesty specially sent this blanket as a national gift - a warm object pieced together by dozens of camels and sheep's fetuses, but there was no trace of splicing from the surface or behind. The relics left by these small creatures killed without opening their eyes on this plane are extremely thick and soft, like solid clouds that have been warmed countless times by the sun. Although Alex, as an undead, did not mind warming and cold like the living, he still did not mind trampling on it barefoot. Before this body was completely deprived of the original touch by the negative energy condensed by the undead, the pleasure brought by this comfort is worth keeping.

There are also translucent raw ham, hot cheese coffee, sausages and meat pies from Mother Kame and Aunt Sonia - and those liquids closely related to **, bouquets and strength... "Oh, a big spider sprayed with venom is crawling on my back!" Wilderge shouted strangely. This was the first time he felt such a strange and intense pain after becoming an undead, even enough to obliterate the painful memories given to him by Baby Alex in this plane. The ancient and traditional "medicine"... In fact

The only thing the overly optimistic Necromancer remembers is the good taste of "milk candy" that can relieve pain - Alex obviously would not give him a "candy" at this time, and Wilderger was not sure whether that drug would have the right effect on a dead person. The innumerable small spikes slowly buzzed and thrust downwards on the skin of the sensitive back, piercing through the subcutaneous tissue, muscles, bones, internal organs, and reaching the soul straight... After repeated cycles, the Necromancer felt like a needle ha that had been reused countless times.

"Another...soul check?" Wilderger blew the fluff in front of his nose and mouth.

"No, magic tattoos are level 2 spells, and they won't reach that level." Although the number of times will be a little more frequent and longer, the intensity will definitely not be comparable to the soul checks you need to pass when you become a Necromancer - the Lich answered honestly, and then he reminded his Necromancer with great gentleness: "...If I was disturbed again, just because I answered a stupid question similar to it, then I don't guarantee that I will leave some permanent memory on your body - what do you think of the tender yellow little chicken? I think Juana will definitely like it."

Wildergri immediately shut his mouth tightly.

The undead man from Feren 6 regretfully hit his pale back in front of him, throwing away the half-corrosive platinum needle corroded by the tattoo ink containing negative energy in his hand - he had been fortunate to watch his mentor use this special spell that requires a little artistic ability to describe the required special spell (at least a level of craft (painting), craft (oil painting), craft (calligraphy), or similar craft skills). Of course, as a mentor who can convince the lich, the craft level of the semi-lich will never be lower than his mage level - although sometimes he will turn the craftsmanship that others ask for (being ravaged by the forests).

After the disease is infected, seriously distorted creatures. These creatures barely hold the rotten and dirty heart to survive, and therefore hate all the complete and healthy lives) beautify them into lingering, delicate and tender black curly grass patterns, or slightly regressing the giant-jawed pig for a few years. In other words, when it was young, a pink and tender little piglet... but the effect is still stronger than the red-robed mage who specializes in magic tattoos. Although those guys who have accepted the tattoo always twitch their facial muscles when they leave - perhaps because they are too happy or are shocked by the instructor's unparalleled technology and beauty, they are unable to control themselves?

To be honest, Alex thinks Chicken and Crazy is also a good choice - but unfortunately, the tattoo ink created by the Lich himself cannot be changed into the cute goose yellow, the dark red and gray liquid flows in the shallow-mouth plate of the crystal, the wandering shadows and flickering light float and jump everywhere, the powder of amber, the teeth of the Wind God's Pterodes, the fossil powder of the egg shell, the feathers of the eagle, the fur of the bat, the coal... and the blood voluntarily donated by the vampire prince brought back from Ross - the blood of the undead in this natural plane can just play a catalytic and activated role - it is also the culprit that causes the greatest pain.

The arrogant and sharp-eyed, sharp-eyed vulture on Wilderger's back had scarlet, curved beak and claws, black and gray feathers, and amber eyes. After Alex finished all the movements, accompanied by the pain of tearing the skin all over his body into one breath, the ferocious bird with slender wings suddenly struggled to drag its birthplace - the corner of Wilderger's eyes could only see a dim afterimage - the eyes of the Dead Knight could not capture its clear image.

"Call it, it's yours, Wilderger." Alex said, the degree of this tattoo has exceeded the sound. If it weren't for the most stringent and strong defense and sealing array that must exist in the Lich's room, everything here would be destroyed by the shock wave it brought about after it broke through the sound barrier. It can be imagined that before its countless and high-frequency attacks were completed, the enemy would not have much reaction time... Its sharp beak is like a deadly short sword, and its claws are the crooked scythe of the god of death, terrible and greedy - because of that special ingredient, its beak and claws have the same effect as the "Vampire Touch" (Note 1).

The lich inside Alex chuckled, it was best to be able to get immediate benefits while hurting and getting enemies, isn't it?

The Dead Knight sat up, grabbed his gray-white head, and raised his arm lazily, and a sharp howling sound came out of his mouth.

The gray bird fell down, landed on his arm, and was affectionately on him. He wiped his beak on his head, enjoying Juana's caress for a while, and returned to Wilderge's body like a faint shadow melting into the night.

"Oh, it's amazing... Alex, it's moving." Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror that Alex's bedroom, Wilderger admired the latest components of his body. This was very new to him. Sallyery did not allow family members to tattoo. It was too distinctive and special, and the scars and birthmarks that would leave a deep impression must also be removed through surgery, especially those that were violently outside the clothes, so as not to become the first item listed by prosecutors.

The shaky evidence—the gray vulture had a portion of the wing tips at the upper end of his shoulder—he could feel it stretching on his spine, and then he struggled to pull his skin up again under his mind, this time much slower, like an afternoon whirlwind, which turned its tiny head covered with feathers, and its amber eyes looked down at everything in the room, as if to find out from it that was different from before—even if it was a tiny little bit.

"I see you, but I can see myself," Wilderger said suddenly, muttering incrediblely: "I feel like I'm flying, but I can also feel like I'm standing on the ground, and I'm divided into two people."

"It's part of you." The mage stretched out his arm with satisfaction and watched the shadowy bird land on his fingertips. It was of no weight, but when the undead tried to scratch its claws with his thumbnails, Wilderge laughed.

Wilderger waved in his mind, and the gray bird flew up, leaving Alex back to his master, this time it landed on his shoulder and then blended into his chest, Wilderger reached out to touch, with the same soft but cold full chest as the real bird with slippery wings, sharp claws and beaks.

"I will see things far away from now on? Even if I'm not there at all?" The Dead Knight looked out the window curiously: "Like your snowy owl?"

"It's different." Alex looked at the snowy owl that was safe from beginning to end: "It will give you three bonuses, and all saving throws will receive a +2 bonus. Attack rolls will receive a +2 bonus. Any basic attribute value will receive a +2 bonus." Alex achieved these three bonuses with three tattoos, the beak and claws, eyes, and body.

"Why not increase the first level of casting ability?"

The lich moved his lips and decided not to attack his own Necromancer for the time being: "I think you should be better at attacking - direct, and... its most important function-" Wilderger blinked his eyes and looked at it together with the spotted vulture who was tidying his wings on his chest. His attention was quite focused, and the Undead Crown Prince slowly raised a finger: "Escape."

...

"It's just a small precaution," Alex collected all the tattoo materials one by one - placed in a storage box made by a black wizard in a natural plane. This was found by Alex on the black jewellery market in Feilencui. When it was now filled with cheap jewelry, the lich had to be a "fool" who bought a box and returned the beads. Perhaps this was not true, because Alex did not return the cheap jewelry to the original owner, but handed it directly to the head of the jewelry company. After a quarter, these things were

Jewelry turned into funds equivalent to five times the cost price and injected into the Crown Prince's account... In this way, the original price of this box, the labor and material costs for repair, the magic materials added, etc., just as the convenience and safety brought in later are immeasurable. The lich hit the box that folded and folded only 5 inches times 7 inches, 8 inches tall, just like when you hit Wilderger just now, "When your body encounters unpredictable damage, it can also take your soul away instantly without any spell or magic assistance."

"I thought Ross and the Holy See would be quiet for a while - they reached an agreement so soon?" Wilderger put his shirt on his body, a wool vest and coat. After becoming Alex, a personal bodyguard for the crown prince, he lost all his beloved leather outfits - the damn nobles were wearing wool when hunting.

"No," Alex blinked his fingers: "But don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

Sardinia's crown prince was attacked and injured, and is now in the period of treatment and rest. They have about half a year of freedom, especially Ross, the Holy See, and the Secret Alliance are now entangled with each other because of the vampire problem. Ross certainly dare not let the Holy See enter the country directly, or deal with domestic affairs. When the medieval power was the strongest in the Middle Ages, the king had to crawl at the feet of the pope, let alone the cabinet, the nobles... No one wants to try this kind of taste again, even if the possibility is slim - after being overturned with a dozen important strongholds and nests, Van Zhuo, who was reduced by most of his strength, had to send high-level vampires who could barely walk in the sun again to gather and kill the "servants" and "baby" who were tortured by fear and greed, hoping to calm the matter down as soon as possible - but the matter is not as simple as the royal family and the government imagined

Although the official media unified the caliber and bite it to death. This is a nationwide terrorist attack, the deformed monsters and survivors, the bodies of the victims were not handled in time and were seen by countless people with their own eyes, heard by their own ears, and touched by their own hands... In addition to hiding in the church, the Ross people no longer trusted the police and the residents of the army who organized themselves to carry shotguns, hold crosses, and use thermos bottles to hold holy water.

The team patrols inside and outside the community 24 hours a day. In some places, the frequency is as high as 5 minutes. A team of patrolers must pass through the window of a resident. In this tense atmosphere, any stranger with an outsider will be forced to be exposed to sunlight (ultraviolet rays at night), drinking holy water, needle pricking, or other strange methods. Some are ridiculous and nonsense, but some leave vampires without any hiding.

In addition to vampires with the strength of princes and elders, when you go to hunt down those "rebellious" vampires, you must always be cautious and careful, transform and hunt. You must never be seen by humans during battle, otherwise he will find that he has been flooded with tsunami-like bullets in an instant. Although they have official verbal permission, you can think of it with your knees that this is a permission that will not be recognized under any circumstances, and over-tensioned humans will not leave you any time for curses and repentance. It is understandable that for humans, this is an irresistible disaster. Plagues can be isolated, treated, and developed vaccines, and how should vampires who can transform into bats and smoke be guarded? Humans must not breathe.

The unknown work in the darkness was not going smoothly, and vampires still had their lives to attack humans. Thousands of believers marched and prayed all night in front of the prime minister's mansion and the royal palace... The faint breath of riots became stronger as the death toll increased.

Almost every country expressed condolences and spiritual encouragement to Ross' "small" disaster (compared with Sardinia's ** and Odin's natural disasters), and Ross' death toll was not large. No country would publicly show that it had experience in dealing with vampires, and the reaction of the Sardinian royal family and politics was even simpler. No matter what the reason was, under the "protection" of the Holy Principality and Ross, it was undoubtedly unquestionable that Prince Sardinia was injured and seriously injured. However, after a series of actions such as serious protests and diplomatic relegation, Her Majesty the Queen still generously wrote a letter of condolence in her private name: If the content of the letter was changed, it would be no different from the letter of condolences from King Ros to the Sardinian royal family during the last plague of Sardinia. The whole article was hypocritical sorrow and sorrow, artificial warmth, and casual "hope to stay calm and restrained" and so on.

"Keep calm and restraint" is a matter of Ross's constant rejection of the biochemical weapons investigation team composed of various countries and civil experts to "enter" certain areas for investigation. When Sardinia suffered a great plague, Ross also joined forces with other countries to conduct investigations, but he found nothing. When investigating other countries, he was very excited and shirking his responsibilities when it was his turn to be investigated... Ross's enemies, either open or secret, would naturally not let it go easily - Ross knows that he knows that such a stalemate will only make people's suspicion more firm, but those areas do have a lot of things that cannot be known to outsiders...

Last time I had a lot of gains in Ross, Alex decided to take some time in this rare leisure time to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Ross. After all, I came and went in a hurry last time, so many places worth exploring can only be glimpsed.

Therefore, this invitation from the dark world is right at the right time. The semi-lich tutor taught the little lich a long time ago what is "sharing" - in addition to the interests, there are also dangers and jealousy - as long as it is the most needed or most important thing to share.

The most direct example - well, only one. (please reread these three words) dedicated the stone of fate to the thief Cialique of Ao.

***

It was a good thing that Cirick did when he was a human...

In the turbulent times, the gods were knocked down by Ao and walked on the earth in the form of a saint.

Bain captures the magic goddess Mithra and tries to force her to work with him. Four adventurers are hired to save her, and the thief Cirick is one of them.

After fierce battle, the adventurers rescued the incarnation of the magic goddess, and Bain escaped. Mithra gave them rewards. Cialek learned about the power of the gods and the possibility of being a god, and a great plan emerged in his heart.

Mithra tried to return to heaven and fight Heimsen, who was guarding the passage. In the end, the goddess was killed and her essence dissolved into the earth, causing disorder and damage to the magic of the entire country.

Cirick and his companions came to Shadow Valley and participated in the battle against Benn's army.

Ilminster disappeared in the battle with Bain’s incarnation, and the residents of Shadow Valley believed he was murdered, while the murderer was Cialique’s two companions - the witch Midnight and the Reverend Shuna Aiton.

After trial, they were sentenced to death

Cialik killed the guards and rescued them, and the three escaped from Shadow Valley.

The last member of the Adventure Squad, the warrior Cranvoy, led the guards of Shadow Valley to hunt them down.

On the way, Cranwo and Midnight, Ayton reunite and make up their minds; while Cyric leaves alone, and later he meets Bain and seeks cooperation

He himself organized an evil team to complete his great plan to become God.

During this period, he obtained a magic sword, which was actually the saint form of the God of Shadow Musk, and had powerful power [later he got the nickname God Slayer Sword]

With this sword, Cialek is even more powerful.

Bain and Thom died in Tanres.

Cranwo, Midnight and Ayton got the first slab of fate, and learned that the second was in Deep Water, so they went out to go there.

Cialek followed them all the way. The third brother of the Three Gods of Death, Bar, who had been staying at home to give birth, finally went out.

(In fact, it cannot be blamed for Barr. In order to deal with Thom, the boss decided to absorb Barr 1's energy and killed Barr's countless believers, which greatly weakened his power. He could only stay at home to pass on the family line)

It was decided to follow Cranwo and the other three, waiting for an opportunity to seize the first stone of fate.

These men and horses finally encountered each other. Barr successfully hijacked Midnight and seized the first stone slab of fate, but was attacked by Cialek.

The two sides started a melee, and in the end, Cialik killed Barr with his magic sword, but he was seriously injured himself and took the opportunity to escape at midnight.

In Deep Water City, Midnight and Ayton kill the last of the three gods of Death, Milkor, and get the second and third slabs of fate.

At this time, Cialique appeared, killed Cranvoy, injured Ayton, and escaped with three stone slabs.

The angry Midnight and Ayton chased each other reluctantly, chasing them all the way to the deep water mountain.

At this time, the god Ao appeared, and Cirick presented three stone slabs of fate to Ai O

In order to reward, Aio named Cirick as a god and converted all the divine powers of the three gods of death to him.

...

The identification is completed - it's a cunning bad boy.
Chapter completed!