Global Scourge

Chapter 187 Desert Death God
"What's the matter, tell me."

Looking at the fat white man with a tense face in front of him, Zhu Zichen felt uneasy for a while.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't bear even a little bit of his coercion. It seemed that this was another pig raised in the family.

Kong has strength but not much actual combat ability.

Just like the players he killed, a child with one sword is like cutting a melon.

Think about how he dared to raise a weapon against a high-level demigod when he was still at ten points of divinity.

And this kind of instant demigod, I am afraid it will be difficult to raise a weapon in front of him.

Of course, at this moment, Zhu Zichen didn't know how terrifying his aura would become as the number of wars increased.

If it is put into reality, it is the kind that can be scary just by its aura.

After a while, Grele got used to the coercion and tried hard to put on a superior posture, but because of his slightly trembling body, he looked a bit nondescript.

"Hi, my name is Greler, and I'm from the Wilson family."

After introducing himself, he saw that the other party was still expressionless, and immediately knew that the family's reputation might not be good.

But yes, although the Wilson family is powerful, they are not in the same country after all, and they span the Atlantic Ocean. It is strange that they can threaten others.

So after thinking about his original threat, he temporarily changed his words.

"I came here this time just to discuss with you about this war."

"Talk? I don't know what you want to talk about?" Zhu Zichen said meaningfully.

In fact, he didn't really want to fight this war.

Although some troops can be expanded, but because he cannot absorb divinity, he is not very interested.

With this time, it would be better to go back and practice more divine power.

Of course, if the other party can compensate him with some resources, then it's okay to let them go.

Grele finally got used to the pressure at this time, and his body returned to normal. He said calmly, "Talk, of course it's a peace or a fight."

"How about a peace talk? How about a fight?"

"Talking about peace, of course, is to discuss your compensation..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Zichen raised his hand to interrupt him, as if he had heard something unbelievable, and said, "Did I hear it wrong, or did you say it wrong? I will compensate you?"

"Of course you paid for it. You must know that there are hundreds of millions of troops behind me to support at any time, but I think you are a character, so I can't bear to see you fall like this."

Greller looks like he has the chance to win, as if all this is just for your own good.

As for Zhu Zichen, he just shook his head faintly and said, "It seems that there is nothing to talk about, so let's start the fight."

"Young man, don't do things impulsively..." Greller's tone suddenly softened after hearing this: "You can't win this war, why don't you do it like this, I'm the one who decides, and the compensation is unnecessary. If the law is given to me, I will retreat, how about it?"

This is his ultimate goal.

He doesn't care about compensation or anything, this plague is the most important thing.

"Heh..." Zhu Zichen sneered when he heard this.

It turned out that he wanted to study the zombie plague.

However, he doesn't care about the leak of the zombie plague, and even thinks that the more people study it, the better.

Of course, the original virus must be held tightly in our hands and cannot be given to others, but it is okay to let them study the second and third generation viruses.

After all, no matter how they research, as long as they can't research the zombie king who can control the zombies, then all their research will end up working for him for nothing.

But you can't give it so happily, otherwise the enemy will definitely suspect that it is a fraud.

After thinking about it, Zhu Zichen said: "So you want the zombie plague, right? Buy it with 100 million gold coins, and I will give you a bottle."

Grele shook his head, and said with a look of caring for you: "Young man, you have to know that our Fallen Angels Guild has more than 80 players and tens of billions of troops. As long as a primitive virus retreats, it is already the largest backed down."

"It's not like that..."

In the end, after an hour of negotiation between the two, Zhu Zichen finally reached a peace treaty with Grele.

The Fallen Angels Guild recognizes that the No. 9 resource plane is owned by the Undead Monarch, and will not attack it again.

And Zhu Zichen provided the original virus, and a lich provided assistance for their research.

For this reason, the Fallen Angel Guild provides 30 gold coins as consulting fees to Zhu Zichen every real month, and all research results are shared, etc.

Then there is a series of rules and regulations about the plague.

For example, both parties must not use plague to attack each other, and both parties cannot provide plague to other forces to attack each other, etc.

But except for the second 20 gold coins, Zhu Zichen didn't care at all.

For example, in the first article, if he didn't have this strength, he might have been wiped out by the other party long ago, so there would be no regulations behind it.

As for those regulations, he didn't care even more.

As long as he mastered the zombie king, he wouldn't be afraid of the plague virus.

Besides, the undead are not afraid of the plague virus.

As for the original virus, he said whichever is the original virus is which, and the other party doesn't know anyway.

After the treaty was signed, Greller left with a large army, and the No. [-] resource plane also had a rare chance to rest.

……

Ten years after the game.

"Woooo..."

A gust of cold wind blew in the plane of the undead.

Became the only voice in this white world.

Ten years later, this world is still cold and dead silent.

There was no sign of life at all.

Only the main city of the undead has changed a little.

On the main road of the road, white needle trees began to appear.

These needle trees, called Undead Trees, were transplanted from the Undead Continent a long time ago. Later, because the terrain of the plane became a glacier landform, it was no longer suitable for the Undead Trees to survive, so they were transplanted to the plane of Links.

And recently, Links has made a major breakthrough in the cold resistance of this undead tree, so he began to transplant it to the main city of the undead again.

I saw some will-o'-the-wisps flickering on the branches of the undead tree, and occasionally some will-o'-the-wisps fell from the tree as if the fruit was ripe.

And the fallen will-o'-the-wisps floated around, some were absorbed by the surrounding undead, and some were absorbed by the skeletons on Jingguan.

The undead who absorbed the soul fire did not change much, but in Jingguan, one of the skeletons began to wake up as if it had absorbed enough soul fire.

So a natural undead species appeared like this.

And this is why the Undead Continent has been dead for more than 2 years, and there are still a steady stream of undead appearing.

Because the undead tree can turn corpses into undead.

Of course, this information was provided by the Lich.

Otherwise, Zhu Zichen wouldn't know about it, let alone let Links study cold resistance.

There is also a kind of undead moss that is also very useful, but because Links has not yet improved a new variety, it has not been planted for the time being.

At this time, the resurrected skeleton soldiers looked around blankly for a while.

Then a skeleton warrior came over and took it away.

Newborn undead have no faith, so they need to be trained and brainwashed.

At this time, in a mage tower in the main city.

Kenya, who is nearly [-] years old, has white hair all over her body and wrinkles on her face.

But even so, it couldn't hide his excitement at this moment.

The body of his brother, Kenny, was lying on the bed in front of him at this moment.

After more than 40 years of research, he finally arrived at the experimental results.

I saw that he first smeared an unknown ointment on his brother's body, then took out a thumb-sized soul fire, put it in his mouth, and at the same time a magic circle lit up on the ground.

And he kept nagging.

"Smear the whole body with soul trapping ointment to prevent the soul fire from escaping, then put the soul fire into the body, and then activate the formation to fuse the soul fire."

The formation of Trapped Soul Ointment was inherited from the skull of the ruins. It was used to make high-level zombies, but he improved it and used it to revive his brother.

And he has tried this procedure thousands of times, and Kenya knows that this is not enough.

Because lifespan is like a ruthless shackle, even if my brother absorbs the soul fire, it will dissipate soon, and then die.

"So only by changing the race and changing the original genetic form can we truly achieve longevity."

After speaking, he activated another formation.

A purple formation instantly enveloped Kenny.

Then Kenya took out a vial of blood that glowed purple.

In order to buy this bottle of blood, he spent almost all his contribution points.

Even so, he still had to thank the goblin.

If it wasn't for the Hashi goblin family, the plane of the undead would not have established a portal with the Sun Continent, and it would be even more impossible for him to buy this thing.

After all, there are many things that the undead plane does not have.

"It is said that the ultimate evolution of the Kobold's bloodline is called Desert Death, and it is a powerful bloodline comparable to the divine holy spirit."

"Most importantly, its lifespan is said to be as long as ten thousand years."

"If my brother can evolve into the desert god of death, and then fuse with the soul fire, the soul fire will never dissipate again."

After a while, seeing that the formation was almost activated, he opened the bottle and poured the desert death's blood into the formation.

After a long time, he saw that the blood essence was only covering his brother's body, and hadn't been absorbed.

He had already expected this, so he turned his head to look at the statue, and began to kneel down.

"The great undead monarch, Kenya is here to pray to His Majesty to grant a miraculous light to resurrect my brother. The contribution points consumed will be deducted from me."

The so-called miraculous light is just the resurrection in the law of life.

But because every time this light appears, life will be resurrected, so they call it the light of miracles.

And Zhu Zichen, who was cultivating in the temple, opened his eyes instantly and looked into the distance.

His gaze was so deep that it seemed that he had penetrated endless space and saw Kenya who was praying.

In fact, he has been paying attention to the progress of Kenya's experiment.

He also knew that Kenya had done similar experiments many times with some slave races.

But every time it failed.

And since he dared to experiment with his brother's this time, it seemed that he was very sure.

After a while, Zhu Zichen's whole body shone with divine light.

The law of life is activated and revived.

Kenya, who was in the mage's tower, saw the miraculous light appearing on his brother, and immediately got up and came to check.

In the shroud of the formation, the power of the law of life seemed to regard the blood of the desert god of death as Kenny's own blood, so under the change of the power of the law, the purple blood was quickly absorbed by Kenny.

Kenny's body also changed dramatically very quickly.

First of all, his body, which was only 1.7 meters tall, began to skyrocket, and soon reached [-] meters.

The pale skin on the body turned gray.

And the dog's mouth, which was not long at first, began to grow longer, just like a wolf's mouth.

Then there are subtle changes in the details of the ears and so on.

After half an hour, the change finally stopped.

Kenny also turned into the ultimate form of the Kobold, level seven, the Desert Reaper.

But even at this time, Kenny still showed no sign of waking up, which made Kenya feel uneasy.

"What's going on? According to the previous experiment, it should be awake at this time."

Suddenly Zhu Zichen's voice appeared in his mind.

"The soul fire is not enough."

When Kenya heard the words, he suddenly realized.

Indeed, in the previous experiments, the converted bloodlines were two-level and three-level, so the problem of the soul fire has not been revealed.

But this time Kenny is going to advance to the seventh level, and the originally weak soul fire must not be able to control such a powerful body.

After understanding the problem, Kenya immediately took out the soul fire again and put it in his brother's mouth again.

This is thanks to Links’ research.

If he had not improved the Undead Tree, it would not have been possible to plant it on such a large scale, he would not have had such sufficient soul fire for experiments, and the research progress would not have been so fast.

The research of each of them seems irrelevant, but they influence each other and promote the development of each other.

After absorbing enough soul fire, Kenny finally slowly opened his golden eyes.

But because he died for too long, his consciousness was still in a state of confusion, so he just looked at the ceiling blankly.

"Brother... you finally... woke up."

At this time, long-lost tears appeared in Kenya's eyes.

After more than 40 years of research and waiting, at this moment, he finally revived his brother.

All the hard work and waiting was worth it.

"elder brother…"

Kenya quickly lost consciousness and collapsed.

It stands to reason that he has actually lived to the limit of the Kobold's lifespan, and should have died naturally long ago, but it is only because of his obsession with resurrecting Kenny that he has survived until now.

But now that my brother was resurrected and his obsession disappeared, he couldn't hold on anymore.

……

Zhu Zichen who was in the temple shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene.

This is the rhythm of the younger brother resurrecting the older brother, and then the older brother resurrecting the younger brother.

revive each other?

"Batta...batta..."

At this time, the sound of high heels sounded from the outer door.

Hearing this voice, Zhu Zichen knew who it was without looking.

With a sound of "squeak...", the door of the temple was pushed open.

Sure enough, a graceful white-haired elf walked in.

At this moment, Cirvanas was only wearing a tight battle armor, revealing his snow-white lower abdomen and thighs.

It seems to have a special sense of temptation.

And behind her was a fair-haired elf, Vereesa.

Vereesa has grown up now and is no longer the little lolita she used to be.

Compared with her sister's avant-garde dress, her dress looks much more normal.

He was dressed in a thick sacrificial robe, covering his body so tightly that he could not see a trace of bare skin, let alone his figure.

But no matter how tight the clothes are, for Zhu Zichen, he can observe them clearly with just one thought.

It's just that he doesn't have this hobby.

And compared to her sister's charming and charming, Vereesa exudes a holy aura all over her body, which makes people dare not desecrate her at a glance.

Of course, those who want to blaspheme will also get extra pleasure.

Because Vereesa is the first head priest of the Undead Sect, and her position is similar to that of a saint.

The Undead Sect was established by Zhu Zichen in the past ten years.

It was drafted by him, and completed by Vereesa and Sylvanas.

The purpose of establishing the Undead Sect is to better preach and make believers firm in their beliefs.

Of course, the undead don't need to preach. Vereesa is responsible for preaching to the life race on the No. [-] resource plane.

Cirvanas and Vereesa walked to Zhu Zichen's seat and knelt down on one knee.

"Sylvanas/Vereesa has seen Your Majesty."

Zhu Zichen looked at the white flowers in front of him, and nodded lightly.

"How about the No. [-] resource plane?"

Although he can check the situation through the system at any time, he still asks out of habit.

After all, the system panel only shows the belief level and number of believers, but does not show how the believers are doing.

"Your Majesty, under the management of Lin Zhenghui and Goblin, the No. [-] resource plane is currently developing well."

"Last year, we harvested more than 100 million basic resources and more than 1 advanced resources."

"We currently have 13 light believers, 25 true believers, and [-] devout believers."

(End of this chapter)