Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

Chen Sheng was very curious.

Since time travel, except for the skeletons of the Zandiri city-state, who have been reborn step by step under his protection,

None of the other undead creatures are immortal when they encounter him.

"On Ferras Island, the vampire katang asked me to take action, but I refused.

I swear, I only killed pirates for magic nodes. I really don’t have time to do other bad things. "

Seeing the bombs that were quickly covering his body, the Lich was so frightened that his shriveled skin was about to burst.

He spoke at a very fast speed and told about his origins with the Chosen of Holy Light.

"Oh? So, you were the one who released the magic shield to resist the trebuchet~"

"No, no, no, it really wasn't me.

It was Hector, Millett, and Sutley who did it.

They are members of Emperor Settra's mage army! "

Between life and death, the Lich completely forgot about the friendship between his clansmen.

Settra?

I don’t know how Cai Fan’s diplomatic work is going.

Lybaras...

Following the lich's words, Chen Sheng thought of the King of Palembang, "Amenhotep", who had gone out to find his teacher but had not returned yet.

"What about you? Who do you belong to?"

He thought of many people.

Nagash, Arkhan, Katep, Khalida, Neferata, Apophas, Alkadiza...

At this moment, the eyes of Holy Light Divine Chosen were condensed with strong power of Holy Light.

Once the name spoken by the lich in front of you is wrong,

His eyes are comparable to those of a "patriot",

This "forbidden" lich will be penetrated.

"I...my master is the High Queen of Lybalas, Khalida!"

Hartmas panicked. He had originally planned to mention the name of the Tomb King casually.

But those eyes staring at him made his soul tremble,

He realized that if he lied, he would be wiped out.

As a Lich Priest who has lived for thousands of years, he is not afraid of death, but he still has tasks to complete.

"Khalida? How did you get out?"

Since the early days of the "Super Skyfire", Chen Sheng has sent diplomatic missions to Lebaras, but they have failed.

It’s not because this supreme queen is different from the rumors outside.

But the mission couldn't reach Lebaras at all.

Black mist, a black mist completely covered the city-state of Lybalas,

The expedition that Yorick sent in,

The powerful one appeared on the other side with scars all over his body inexplicably.

Those who are weak will die if touched.

Even airships, SCVs, and structures,

It will also lose control in a short period of time.

This caused the Chen family to almost suffer a serious air crash.

This is also the main reason why Chen Sheng sent Tyran Fordring to advance from land.

all will be good,

He originally wanted to wait for the ground forces to advance to Lebaras before solving this problem.

Now that you've met it, you won't miss it.

"Come out? I can't go back... I was originally one of the expatriate mages who found allies for the Queen and earned funds.

Before the narrow continent of the Dread Sea appeared, everything was normal.

But after that, black fog appeared over Lebales and expanded rapidly.

Later, we won’t be able to go back..."

Hartmas had a bitter look on his face. If he hadn't been looking for a solution,

He wouldn't change his appearance and come to the vampire lair that the queen hates most.

Black mist...

He's the idiot, the big bone guy, the death chanter...

Or the undead general with black teeth?

At this moment, the Chosen One of Holy Light remembered the "Arkhan Black Tower" in the southern part of the Torn Land.

and the "Black Pyramid of Nagash" in the Great Nether Delta.

There is no difference in appearance between the former and the latter.

But the latter is more than ten times larger than the former, and the entire pyramid is wrapped in rich death energy.

Its outline can be clearly seen on the walls of Zandiri that now extend to its borders.

"Hey, Apu, how is your job with your teacher?"

Thinking of this, Chen Sheng sent a video call to the King of Palembang.

"Oh, Your Majesty, it's you, I feel it's almost over!"

The Holy Chinese Empire has equipped every affiliated city-state and family with a "Super Skyfire".

After the "video" was connected, a picture of a handsome Nehekhara boy squatting on the ground appeared in front of everyone.

"What is he doing?"

The way the money fan stuck out his butt and played with the magic circle attracted the intense attention of the curious baby Nestela.

"Uh, hello, your majesties, queens. I am designing a guide to find my teacher."

Only then did Amenhotep finally come to his senses.

He stood up hurriedly, stood next to Rune with an embarrassed look on his face and introduced.

"Hey, Hartmas, why are you here?"

King Palembang caught a glimpse of a familiar mummy face from the corner of his eye.

His memory was so good that he instantly recognized his "senior" from thousands of years ago.

"who are you?"

Still stunned by the lich hanging on the cross,

When he heard the Chosen Holy Light calling "Apu", he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It wasn't until the person in the projection called him that a figure holding the gold coins appeared in his mind.

It's just that that person is a "mummy" who has been resurrected like him, not such a young and handsome living person...

"Me? I'm Amenhotep. Can't you even recognize me? Is your head covered in yellow sand?"

King Palembang showed a bright smile. As the first Nehekharan to be "perfectly reborn", he usually had no chance to show off.

At this moment, when he met an acquaintance, he immediately took off the gorgeous mage hat on his head.

While stroking his black hair, he teased the lich in the projection, whose jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Are you, are you, ah, ah, Amenhotep?! How did you become like this? Are the gods back?"

The Lich Priest Hartmas couldn't breathe. Although he was a Lich, he didn't have to worry about being choked to death.

But something as embarrassing as dropping your chin may still happen.

He barely managed to keep his chin, but finally stood up and said the second half of the sentence in one breath.

"Can't you see? Of course I was perfectly resurrected.

Standing in front of you is Amenhotep, the Zandiri King who is eighteen years and a few months old! "

The King of Palembang arrogantly flicked his hair, grasping the anxious heart of his old acquaintance.

"Oh my God, have the gods returned? Did Heavenly Father Petra resurrect you?"

The Lich asked eagerly. At this moment, he wanted to travel through space, grab the other person's neck and shake it violently.

"The gods never came back, and the sun god never heard from him,

Count on them, the people of Nehekhara, never to have a chance at a new life! "

In this wave of "Versailles", Amenhotep pretended to be very comfortable.

Especially this one that can change the direction of the pat, flattering His Majesty the Emperor.

"Then how did you do it?! Tell me!"

Hartmas shouted anxiously.

Thousands of years of suffering have made most Nehekhara people give up a lot and look away...

But the matter of "perfect resurrection"

Even those who say they don't care will not miss any possible opportunity.

After all, after thousands of years of wandering and thinking,

If given the chance to be a human being, who wouldn't want to?

"Far away in the horizon, close before our eyes,

Hartmas, you are indeed dim-sighted. "