Positioning the Lich's Life Box?

This is a bit difficult.

Roland sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but I have never even touched the principle of the Lich Life Box, let alone understand it."

"We have considered this." The Holy Wolf forked three more vegetables into her mouth, chewed them slowly and said with a smile: "In our clan, there is a lich life box stored. It has been many years."

"There is no more lich soul?" Roland's eyes lit up.

The Lich, a technology that can maintain souls is very interesting, but none of them are available in several magic towers.

It’s not that they can’t study it, but that they are disdainful and dare not study it.

For fear of being attracted by the power in it, he fell into the evil way of eternal life such as the Lich.

But players don't have this problem, because in the game, they are immortal.

The Winter Wolf Saint gave herself another piece of tender and juicy cooked meat: "No, there is still soul inside."

"Why don't you kill him?" Roland asked curiously.

He now has some understanding of the Frost Wolf clan. This was the previous savior race and had an instinctive resentment towards evil things.

Although they are usually Buddhist, if they bump into someone with evil power and soul, they will kill them.

It is hard to imagine that they would put a lich's life box in their own tribe and have not yet smashed it.

"That guy killed several of our tribe members before." The Holy Girl of Winter Wolf smiled and said, "Then we found a way to find its life case. It took a lot of effort and asked Donglang to help..."

Speaking of the winter wolf, the saint was depressed again, and even the dishes in front of him were not delicious.

When Roland heard this, he laughed: "So you put its life box into the clan and let him be locked in the small life box forever, and it will not be out of the sky or the earth. Is it a punishment?"

The Holy Wolf nodded repeatedly: "At first I heard that he often used his mental power to roar or beg for mercy, but now there is no movement. But I can guarantee that its soul still exists."

"I heard? How long has the lich been sealed?"

"It's probably more than five hundred years. Anyway, it's been more than ten generations ago."

Tsk... It's really cruel. It seems that offending the Frost Wolf clan is not a good thing.

"Are you a little scared?" The Holy Wolf looked at Roland with a smile and continued, "We can hand over that life box to you. Whether we can develop the technology to locate the life box, we don't care."

"Trust me so much?"

"You have a different hatred from the Lich." The Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf giggled: "Every time we attack a camp, we will shout, "According to the orders of the great master Roland, please die!"

Roland was drinking fruit wine when he heard this and almost squirted it out, but fortunately he swallowed it back.

But my throat made me feel bitter and I coughed continuously.

Looking at Roland like this, the Holy Wolf smiled and said, "Since you hired us, of course we have to call out your name."

Roland actually doesn't care. After all, he and the Lich have long been dead.

But the Frost Wolf Clan's approach is really a spoof.

Roland couldn't help asking, "How many lich camps have you cleared out now?"

"At least hundreds of them." The Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I have almost finished clearing the lich camp near the northern border, and I am chasing them to the south."

Hearing this, Roland took out five purses from the system backpack and placed them on the table.

"This is a promised reward."

So much money... The Winter Wolf Saint is in the middle line between mature and immature, and her pretty face with a very subtle temperament, showing joy.

Even if she still needs face, after all, the saint cannot be too disgraceful.

So she smiled and said to Roland, "But we haven't caught a real lich yet."

"No, this is already amazing." Roland said sincerely.

Lichs, like mages, need to be studied.

In other words, the growth of the lich also costs money.

Unlike mages who can use money to buy, lichs can only be produced by themselves because everyone shouts and beats them.

Take the materials yourself and make the magic potions yourself.

Even the necessary foods of life have to do it yourself.

Fortunately, they have a large number of undead creatures to do, because they are quite comfortable.

The destruction of those lich camps was to cause their logistics line to be severely damaged and even completely lose their "economic" source.

The establishment of each lich camp will cost them a lot of energy and material costs.

It hurts to get rid of one of them, and a large area is knocked out, which is simply deadly.

Now Roland can estimate that those lichs hate him to death.

"Then I will accept it?" asked the Holy Maiden of Winter Wolf carefully.

"Please." Roland made a gesture.

"Boss is generous."

The Winter Wolf Saint took a strange red rope from her clothes, and circled the money bags on the table, and these things disappeared without a trace.

Roland was stunned: "What kind of magic prop is this?"

"Winter wolf holy rope."

"I look at the materials that look very similar to those on you."

"That's all about me." The Holy Wolf put her hand on the first button of her clothes and smiled charmingly: "Do you want to check it or study it?"

Well... Roland is actually quite interested.

Pure academic.

But then he waved his hand.

Just a special spatial method, it is probably related to magical arts, so forget it.

Wouldn't it be even more pleasant to learn the mansion art in space magic when there is that time?

Of course... this has a lot to do with his current sage.

If it was normal, he wouldn't be moved.

After all, the winter wolf is really white, big and round.

Still long legs.

Seeing Roland refuse, the Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf didn't care. She smiled and said, "You give up this opportunity yourself, don't blame me. Okay, you can wait here later. I'll go to the clan to bring you the Lich Life Box."

After saying that, the Holy Wolf Wolf had a piece of meat in her mouth and ran away.

It really looks like the movements of a wolf.

But thinking about it, they were originally wolf.

Roland was eating by himself.

About ten minutes later, Beatrice walked out of the kitchen, sat opposite Roland, and asked shyly: "Roland, how many days do you want to stay here?"

"No, staying here is not good for you."

"It's okay, I don't have a...man anyway." Beatrice tucked her hands hard, looking very nervous.

Roland is not a pure man now, he fully understands Beatrice's meaning.

But... he couldn't help asking curiously: "Have you not taken a fancy to any man after you've been in the Wetland City for so long?"

"I... I live here and I am yours." After Beatres said this, his face turned shy and blushed.

Then she didn't wait for Roland to answer, but she held her face and ran upstairs.

Roland shrugged.

Then he continued to eat side dishes.

After a while, the little panting of the Winter Wolf Saint is back.

She was holding a cold wooden box in her hand.

The wood is made of green cotton.

Green cotton wood is a thing that exists in large quantities in the forest and is not a rare wood, but it has a characteristic: the longer the green cotton wood survives, the harder the texture, the less likely it is to be corroded by air and time.

Furniture made of green cotton wood that has been over a hundred years is said to be uncorrupted for thousands of years, but it tastes a bit unpleasant.

But the lich had no sense of smell, so there was no problem in making it into a life case.

The Holy Wolf put the wooden box on the table and said, "This teleportation magic array is really useful. It takes a few silver coins to get to our northern border with the south. It takes only a few silver coins and about half a minute. The goddess of magic is really worthy of being the name of 'wisdom'."

Roland smiled and joined forces.

Now there are not many people who know that he is the inventor of the teleportation magic array.

In fact, Roland guessed that the Winter Wolf Saint went to get the Lich Life Box just now was just a secondary purpose. Her real idea was to put the five bags of gold coins, after all, she had received so much money for the first time.

Of course, Roland will not expose this matter, his emotional intelligence is not as good as this.

Half a second later, he placed his eyes on the wooden box on the table.

From the moment the wooden box appeared, he felt a chaotic spirit wandering in the wooden box and then slowly emanating.

The ancient magic patterns on the wooden box are like stripes of flowers, but also with the vicissitudes of barbaric words. At first glance, it is a very interesting magic circle.

"I'll leave the things to you." The Holy Wolf breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Next we will continue to hunt lichs, Roland, I have a problem."

"Please say it."

"If we could kill a lich ourselves, how much money would you give us?"

"Two hundred gold coins, one lich's head." Roland said without hesitation: "In the future, every time a camp is destroyed, you can ask me for twenty gold coins."

After hearing this, the Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf took the vegetables in front of her into her mouth in a few strokes. Then she suddenly stood up: "Keep your word, I will bring someone to do this for you now."

After saying that, she left in a hurry.

Roland was a little shocked, and then felt relieved. He vaguely understood why the Holy Wolf of the Winter Wolf was so urgent.

The Holy Wolf who walked out of the manor seemed to be burning in his heart.

She is very clear about the problems existing in the Frost Wolf Clan now.

There is no direction, I don’t know where to go.

Especially after the Donglang ran away some time ago, everyone in the Frost Wolf clan looked flustered and listless.

After the world did not need them to be saved, the Frost Wolf clan lived a life centered on the Winter Wolf and revolved around the Winter Wolf.

Now that the totem is gone, they will certainly be hit.

In fact, the Winter Wolf Saint is the one who has suffered the most, but as the essential leader and substantial leader of the entire race, she cannot express this emotion.

Only Roland could vaguely see some confusion on her face.

I have to say that she actually has a good impression of Roland, a man who can look directly at her body.

Roland always thought that when the Winter Wolf Saint was dancing the sacrificial dance with red ropes tied all over his body, he could see it as long as he was a human being!

But in fact, that's just a misunderstanding.

People from the Frost Wolf clan worship saints, and they will not look at them, especially men, and will never look up.

But outsiders cannot see it at all.

The red rope is a god-level equipment made of winter wolf hair, and it comes with a sense shield.

When outsiders look at the Winter Wolf Saint who is jumping into the sacrificial group, they will only see a cloud of fog.

Only people like Roland who can even look directly at the gods can see clearly.

Therefore, the Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf has a little special and unusual view of Roland, which is something to wish.

The saints are all proud, no matter which sect they belong to.

Roland can have a normal conversation with the Holy Wolf because Roland can see the real appearance of the Holy Wolf.

Only after the two met did they become friends now.

The Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf has been trying to find ways to make the Frost Wolf clan "strong" and even go out.

But the human world seems to have never been in contact with them who have dog ears and different parts.

And the orcs didn't like them either.

Think of them as human mixed races.

The Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf always thought that their Frost Wolf tribe would always live in a place where ice and snow were isolated from the world in the northern border.

But after Roland brought them to the Wetland Town last time, he finally understood... There is still a place in this world that can accept them 100%.

The Catman and Succubus are everywhere in this city... And this time she brought several tribe members to the Wetland City just to try it out. Without Roland's leadership, how would the people in the Wetland City view them?

The result made them ecstatic.

Although there were people watching along the way, those eyes were earnest and had no malice!

But it seems to be a little malicious, very subtle.

It’s not about harming others, but about taking over others’ feelings.

She lived in this city for a few days. Although she met many people who met with them, no one attacked them, and she didn't even insult them.

Then after Roland came over, he directly took out five hundred gold coins for reward.

She felt that there was no problem buying a piece of land in the outer city and bringing the entire tribe to live there.

The Frost Wolf clan is an easy-to-satisfie race. As long as there is a place to live, food, and the people around them have no malice towards them, they can feel very happy.

"The five hundred gold coins can buy a large piece of land in the city, but it is not enough for the entire tribe to live in." The Holy Wolf of Winter Wolf murmured to himself with joy: "We can reclaim wasteland outside the city. I heard that the city lord here has a good relationship with Roland. If you have time, please ask him to help you talk about love, kill a few more lichs, get enough for a thousand, and buy a lot of big land. At that time, all of our tribes can live next to this beautiful and kind city."

Thinking of such a beautiful life, the pair of white dog ears on the head of the Winter Wolf Saint waved around.

Roland picked up the wooden box and teleported it back to Delbon City.

He had just returned to his home and had not taken a few steps in the manor. Andonara and Angel Niya rushed to him almost at the same time.

The two of them had a fast speed and had a afterimage.

When Andonara saw Roland, she breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought there was something unclean that dared to break into our home."

Then her eyes fell on the wooden box on Roland.

Angel Niya's eyes also fell on the wooden box.

Roland raised the thing, shook it, and said, "Lich Life Box."

Niya looked stunned, then walked to Roland and said seriously: "You are not allowed to study these things, otherwise my mother and I will be sad."
Chapter completed!