"The dead still eat."

"yes."

"Can you make friends?"

"of course."

"..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, dead people don't fall in love - at least not with living people."

"Oh, all right."

The king was relieved, but felt a little rude, and quickly ordered the attendants on the left and right to pour wine for Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode picked up the cup and clinked it with the king, then continued to devour it.

It was getting late by then.

The emperor ordered to set up camp on the spot.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, the emperor immediately became amiable.

Not only did he personally invite Wu Xiaode to dinner, but he also gave Wu Xiaode a sword to thank him for saving his daughter.

The sword is still in the imperial capital.

After returning to the city, Nina summoned him.

The king gave him the sword.

The arrangement was perfect.

"So... how long can you exist every time Nina calls you?" the king asked.

"Forty-five minutes." Wu Xiaode said.

"She treated your injuries last time—"

"Your Majesty, of course our dead will also be injured, there is no doubt about it."

"But you are already dead, what will happen if you get injured again?"

"This is the secret of the kingdom of death. It cannot be told to you living people."

The king sighed.

The palace mage who was accompanying the meal said: "Sir, may I ask which category you belong to in the world of death?"

"This is a secret - if you tell me what your strength is, I will tell you what type of death race I am."

"No problem, I am a level 120 mage. I haven't met a decent opponent for a long time. I wonder what your death race is-"

"Oh, I'm human."

"..." The palace mage opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wu Xiaode lowered his head to eat, but began to think in his heart.

This mage is very powerful.

According to one level of soul power, he has a maximum soul power of 120 points.

100 points more than me.

In ordinary battles, it is already an extremely powerful existence.

But……

He said he hadn't met a decent opponent in a long time.

Hasn't he experienced a legal battle over names?

wrong!

I seem to have overlooked one thing.

During the trial in the Plains of Death, a zombie with the title of "King of Mopping" stood up and fought with me.

At that time, all the monsters were as excited as crazy.

And after he defeated it, those monsters immediately gave in.

Whether it’s the destruction of the camp or the fighting on the battlefield—

I didn't seem to see any named guy.

The City of the Holy Name is said to be the place where laws gather. The entire city is full of professionals, but there are only five powerful people standing at the top of the pyramid.

From this point of view, the matter of having a name...

Seems rare?

Wu Xiaode wiped his mouth, smiled slightly at the strong men who were eating with him, and said:

"Okay, the summoning time has ended, I will go back to the kingdom of death first."

The voice fell.

A burst of mist surged from the void and fell on him.

——He disappeared.

In order to strive for realism, Wu Xiaode even spent some soul power to activate the Mist Shadower.

After turning into mist, not only could no one find him, but even magic could not capture his form.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Wu Xiaode re-formed and appeared outside the tent.

Just listen to the king's voice coming from the tent:

"He's really gone?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, there is no trace or breath of him here."

"Hey, how could Nina secretly learn the magic of summoning the undead? This is a very dangerous profession."

"Your Majesty, please be at ease. Thanks to Your Highness Nina, you will be able to summon the undead this time. Otherwise, it would be dangerous."

"Have the other bodies been found?"

"No, we are sending people to continue the investigation. We have captured some images of the ambush... There seems to be traces of teleportation in the space."

"..."

Wu Xiaode stopped listening, wrapped in fog, and walked towards another tent.

Nina was in the tent, listening carefully to several necromancers imparting their experience in summoning the undead.

Wu Xiaode walked in, stood behind Nina and listened for a while, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

There is too much content.

Not interesting.

In fact, summoning the undead is just one thing:

Summoning rituals are held according to different strength levels.

Once the ceremony begins, the corresponding existence in the world of death will know——

Oh, here comes the work.

Other than that, other gestures and positions, what to say when meeting for the first time, and equipment such as affinity, are all useless.

The only thing that helps is the reward.

Whoever has the patience to listen to your chatter, can do as much work as you have as much money as you have.

You insist on taking a bath and changing clothes, making yourself smell good, and buying a bunch of valuable rings, earrings and necklaces to wear——

This was so embarrassing.

I finally came here. I was planning to do some dirty work and earn some hard money, but it turned out that you were so well prepared——

Are they going to eat you or do dirty work?

Just eat it.

Save worry.

Wu Xiaode's eyes fell on Nina.

The little girl listened very carefully, silently reciting incantations and waving her fingers from time to time.

The void continued to fluctuate, and finally condensed into runes, which were connected with each other and gradually transformed into a perfect form.

"Your Highness, you are extremely talented in summoning the undead."
To be continued...