After becoming the sister of a supporting character, I killed the protagonist

The next day

Tu Sang took Wen Nian and his party to the registration office mentioned in the notice. The appearance of the group had been slightly changed under the power of the dragon, and Tu Sang was at the front.

There are only three staff members at the registration office at the moment. The three of them are leaning back leisurely on the chairs, talking to each other, talking and laughing. They look extremely lazy, but think about it, people who want to participate in the selection competition Sign up early in the morning so that it won’t be left to the last day.

"The biggest favorite this year should be the Third Prince. I think many betting markets are betting that the Third Prince will become the new Lord of the Undead."

"No, although there are many people who signed up this year, none of them can reach the level of the Third Prince."

"I don't think anyone will come to sign up today. After this is over, do you want to go have a drink together?"

The three of them were discussing where to relax after get off work. Tu Sang walked up to them, knocked on the table, and said concisely: "Sign up."

"Register now?" A younger staff member glanced at the time dissatisfiedly. He was almost ready to get off work. Why was he so stuck in signing up? Isn't it really intentional to cause confusion?

"Welcome, please drop your blood here." A staff member was better and took out the crystal ball. This is a way to determine whether the opponent has the ability to participate in the selection of the Lord of the Dead. After all, not everyone is eligible to sign up. , many people are stuck at this level. In the opinion of the staff, Tu Sang, who came to sign up at the end of the process, is obviously a liar trying to fish in troubled waters. To deal with this kind of liar, just let him retreat before the difficulties.

"This thing is very magical." Tu Sang said softly, and then dropped a drop of his own blood on the crystal ball. The staff who originally despised Tu Sang and his group stopped their contempt after seeing the blood flowing from Tu Sang's fingers. , the disdainful expression, and the drop of blood like ink, proved that the person in front of him was definitely qualified to participate in this selection competition.

"Click! Click!" Tu Sang's blood dripped on the crystal ball, and a black light pillar rose into the sky. Tu Sang was not surprised by this. She just looked down at the cracked crystal ball, as if trying to figure out the crystal. The working principle of the ball. If this crystal ball is modified properly, it may be able to help Wen Nian.

"Bang!" Just as Tu Sang was meditating, the crystal ball seemed to be unable to withstand Tu Sang's power, and turned into thousands of fragments scattered on the ground, making a crisp self-explosion sound.

"How could it be? The ball actually shattered! Is this something that even the Third Prince has not been able to do?" A staff member looked at this scene in disbelief and shouted loudly, this is passed down from generations of Lords of the Undead!

"Am I eligible to sign up now?" Tu Sang said calmly, not the least bit surprised by the shattering of the crystal ball, as if it should be like this.

At the same time in the palace

The emperor seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the registration office. Naturally, the black beam of light did not escape the emperor's eyes.

"I felt an unprecedented and powerful force." The emperor narrowed his eyes. This was something that had never happened before among the applicants. The emperor looked at the queen behind him.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, nothing unexpected will happen." The queen stepped forward, held the emperor's hand, and comforted her softly.

"I hope so." The emperor took a final look at the direction of the light beam, but he had a hunch in his heart that something was undergoing great changes.

On the other side of the palace, where the contestants of the trial now live, they all also saw the black light pillar in the sky. They are also candidates for the Lord of the Undead. Naturally, they can also feel the powerful death magic power within the light pillar. , that kind of power prevents them from raising any resistance, and may even exceed the pressure His Majesty puts on them.

"It's such a creepy power." The fifth prince stood next to the third prince and rubbed her arms, as if she was a little afraid of the cold. But only the fifth prince knew that she was shocked by that power. It was an absolute A powerful force that cannot be resisted.

"An unexpected incident has occurred. Let the people below check it out." A girl next to the third prince said with her head tilted. The third prince didn't say anything from beginning to end. He just looked in the direction of the light beam and fell into deep thought.

Registration Office

"Honorable Saint of the Undead, may I know your name?" The person at the registration office changed his previous disdain and perfunctory attitude and carefully looked at Tu Sang's face.

"Tu Sang Grantham." Tu Sang said lightly. Grantham's surname naturally comes from Demeter's family, and was also the surname of a certain Lord of the Undead.

"Grantham?" The older staff member fell into hard thinking. This last name made him feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

"It's the surname of the Lord of the Dead a hundred and fifty years ago!" Another staff member reminded him.

"It turns out that you are a descendant of the Lord of the Undead, but according to regulations, if you are a royal family, we need to check your identity." The older staff member frowned and said apologetically.

"It's okay. This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation in our family. It should be able to prove my identity." Tu Sang took off the bracelet and handed it to the staff. After bowing to Tu Sang, the staff hurriedly ran in. In the house next to it.

Tu Sang was not in a hurry. About a quarter of an hour later, the staff came back quickly holding the bracelet and returned the bracelet to Tu Sang.

"Honorable Saint of the Undead, your identity has been verified and your registration is complete. This is your access token. With this token, you can freely enter the palace." The staff handed the token to Tu Sang. He took the token, said yes and left.

“May death always be with you.”

Wen Nian couldn't help but feel a little surprised at the blessings from the staff. He couldn't help but take a look at the staff, and then followed Tu Sang towards the palace. Sure enough, with the existence of the token, Tu Sang and his party could easily Then he entered the palace, and as soon as he entered the palace, a special attendant walked forward quickly.

"Welcome to the distinguished Saint of the Undead. I am Panis. It is an honor to dress you." Panis led Tu Sang and his party to the resting place.

"Are we going to a place to rest now?" Wen Nian is now Tu Sang's assistant. Naturally, he takes on the duties of an assistant and asks: "Will all participants live together? After all, my master likes peace and quiet. .”

"Yes, all participants will live in Chenxi Palace. Chenxi Palace has been responsible for temporary accommodation for participants since ancient times, so the design is very reasonable. Each participant has an independent courtyard to rest, and there is no need to worry about it. Interrupted." Panis explained with a smile.

"And when you live in the Dawn Palace, I will be at your disposal at any time. Please don't worry. According to the rules, you will live in the fifteenth courtyard. There is a begonia tree in bloom there. I hope you will like it."

"Are the courtyards allocated on a first-come, first-served basis? Oh, this is really fair treatment." Wen Nian did not hide his praise for this arrangement at all, and the smile on Panis's face became more genuine. No one did not He likes others to praise his country and royal family.

"This is Dawn Square. If you are bored, you can come here for a walk. Most of the undead saints and saints will chat here and exchange experiences." Surrounding the square is the courtyard where the participants live. This large piece of land is It is classified as the area of ​​​​the Palace of Dawn, and the meaning of the dawn is self-evident.

"Everyone is looking at you, my lord." Wen Nian played the role of a subordinate conscientiously, but Wen Nian's words were not exaggerated. The fourteen participants except Tu Sang all walked out of their courtyards. They came out and kept looking at Tu Sang. The scene at the registration desk must have deeply shocked them.

"They are all powerful." Tu Sang finally said the first words after entering the palace. Her eyes passed over each participant, and then she said affirmatively.

"But I will be stronger than them." Tu Sang said this without hesitation or conceit. He just used a very natural tone, as if this should be a fact.

"Yes, my lord, you are always strong." Wen Nian has no doubt that Tu Sang will go further than this group of people and see a bigger world. She always loves learning and constantly explores power.

"However, my lord, you have to pay attention to yourself." Wen Nian deliberately lagged half a step behind and whispered in Tu Sang's ear.

"Yes, don't overdo it, and pay attention to safety." Mu's voice reached Tu Sang's ears. Tu Sang glanced at Wen Nian and his group. Although everyone's expressions were different, the emotion revealed in those eyes was They only have concern and trust for Tu Sang. They have no doubt about Tu Sang's strength, but they also hope that Tu Sang will not hurt himself excessively.

"Please follow me." Faced with Tu Sang's slightly arrogant words, Panisi did not show any emotion on her face. She just firmly performed her duties and led Tu Sang and his party to the tenth place. Five courtyards.

"Huh?" But just when Panisi opened the courtyard door, Tu Sang hummed in confusion, then turned to look at the boy who was walking towards him with unsteady steps.

"I have met His Highness the Eighth Prince." Panis saluted the visitor respectfully.

The eighth prince didn't even come close, Wen Nian could smell the unpleasant smell of alcohol on the man's body, and took a step back without any trace. Ning Zhe saw this and blocked Wen Nian behind him, while Tu Sang moved slightly towards him. Taking a step forward, Mu Ze walked to the position behind Tu Sang, completely blocking Wen Nian from the end.

"How dare you! How dare you not salute His Highness the Eighth Prince?" Seeing that Tu Sang had no intention of saluting, the attendant following the Eighth Prince pointed at Tu Sang's nose and scolded him.

The eighth prince drunkenly stopped in front of Tu Sang. Although he was full of alcohol, his eyes were particularly clear and he was not drunk at all.