Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Although the ancestral land is good, if it cannot be defended, it will cause all the clan members to lose their lives. If they leave the ancestral land, they don’t know where they are going and whether they can find a suitable place to stay. The insufficient population will make their future survival difficult. It will also become more difficult.

Joining the Fortress of the Undead seems to be a good choice indeed. The fortress is tall and guarded by a large number of undead. The Lord of the Undead is full of goodwill and can protect them, so Mou Mou can't help but be tempted.

But even if he is tempted, he still has to discuss it with other tribesmen.

"Lord of the Undead, I understand your proposal, but can you give me some time? I need to discuss it with the master."

"Okay, but you have to hurry up, I can't wait here forever."

"Okay, I'll go now."

As Mou Mou spoke, he stood up and walked out, while Li Ziyu still sat there, quietly waiting for news about Mou Mou.

……

When he went outside to gather the tribesmen and told Li Ziyu what he said, the tauren immediately went crazy. They had just stepped out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den. After finally repelling the attack of the demonized tauren, they turned around and were about to give up their ancestral land and join in. The undead tribe, why were they fighting the demonized tauren in the first place?

Even though Li Ziyu and the undead helped the tauren and extended a helping hand to them, in the hearts of the tauren, the undead were still the terrifying race in the legend, the kind that kept no living creatures in, and were no better than the demonized tauren. Surviving with the undead, what good outcome could there be?

Just when the tribe members were objecting one after another and Mou Mou was worried, a tauren child separated from the crowd and came to Mou Mou, looking up at him, "I support you."

As soon as the tauren child spoke, the Tabu tauren suddenly became strangely quiet, with surprised expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, then at the child and Mou Mou.

"Tastulin, do you think this is an opportunity?" Mou Mou looked serious and asked seriously.

"I feel this is the only chance." The tauren child named Tusturing turned around and faced his people, "The demonized tauren will not let us go. As long as we are still here, they will They will attack again, can we stop them? Rather than abandoning their ancestral land, being hunted, and fleeing into the wilderness, it is better to join the undead."

"This... Tusturing, are you serious?" the tauren elder asked in disbelief, leaning on a wooden stick.

"Yes, I'm serious." Tastulin nodded.

The tauren looked at each other and lowered their heads, indicating that they obeyed Tasturing's arrangement. Mou Mou held Tasturing's shoulders and looked at the tribe, "In this case, we will join the undead."

Tasturing is the most special tauren among the Tabu tribe. He is not a child of the Tabu tribe. His father has some connections with the Tabu tribe. Later, he suffered a disaster and sent him to the Tabu tribe for foster care. In other words, Tasturin was actually an orphan who grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.

He has shown amazing talents since he was a child and possesses extremely strong blood energy. He inherited the abilities of his father's Thunder Bull clan and his mother's shaman clan abilities. He was designated as the next clan leader early on. Because he has the ability of the shaman lineage, his prestige among the tribe is very high, even surpassing Mou Mou.

Since Tasturing said that joining the undead tribe is better than sticking to the ancestral land, the tribesmen are willing to believe it. After all, Tasturing is likely to become a shaman in the future.

The tauren race is naturally big and round-waisted, with well-developed muscles and superior strength. They are the best material for warriors. However, because of this, they are more simple-minded, single-minded, and have poor brains. Few of them can use witchcraft and magic. Talents.

Shamans are wise men, geniuses, disseminators of knowledge in the Tauren race, and witches in the tribe. Their status may even surpass that of the clan leader, leading the future development direction of the tribe.

The vast majority of shamans are physically weak and use witchcraft and conjuration to fight, but Tusturing is different. He inherited the advantages of both parents. Not only is he physically strong, but he also has magical power. He can fight at a young age. Work some witchcraft.

It can be said that the Tabu tribe has placed its future on him.

Tasturing turned to look at Mou Mou and suddenly said, "I want to go with you to see the Lord of the Dead."

"No! You can't go see the Lord of the Undead, it's too dangerous!" Before Mou Mou could speak, the elder spoke first and stopped him.

They can agree with Tusturing on many things, but to let him go deep into danger, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!

Mou Mou was also in a dilemma. He didn't really want Tasturing to go see Li Ziyu. Although he and Li Ziyu were friends, and Li Ziyu had helped them twice, their friendship was not deep enough to risk the tribe's hopes. He can die, but nothing can happen to Tastulin.

Facing the elder, Tasturing raised his hand to stop him from continuing, "Human beings value bargaining chips. The Lord of the Undead wants us to join them, but what chips can we give in exchange for his protection? Our power, He doesn’t need it, he has hundreds or even thousands of undead, more than us, so what should we do in exchange for our future life?”

Although he is a child, he is very calm and mature when he says this.

The elder opened his mouth but could not speak. Indeed, they could not give anything more to the Lord of the Undead.

It's a small tribe with few resources. What can they come up with? Thatch, even the undead won't eat it.

That is the undead race, a legendary race. Mou Mou also made the meaning of the Lord of the Undead very clear. The Lord of the Undead is willing to protect them, but it depends on whether they are on the right path.

In the wilderness, it is normal for small tribes to seek shelter from large tribes, but if you want others to protect you, you have to pay the most. It is impossible to say that others have shed blood and sweat and you can just sit back and enjoy the benefits.

What Tusturing meant was to use himself as a bargaining chip in exchange for the undead tribe's protection of the tribe.

"Let's go, you and I will go see the Lord of the Dead."

Seeing that the tribesmen no longer objected, Tasturing said to Mou Mou, turned around and walked towards the thatched house first. Mou Mou glanced at the tribesmen and gave them a firm look: Don't worry, I will protect him, and then chase after Tastu. Ling entered the thatched house.

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"Return...uh?" Li Ziyu looked up and saw a tauren child. He was about to say something but swallowed it back.

Tasturing stood in front of Li Ziyu, his big black eyes curiously looking at the human being in front of him.

Is this the Lord of the Dead, a human being?

Mou Mo followed in from outside and put his hand on Tasturing's shoulder. If anything went wrong, he would immediately pull Tasturing behind to protect him.

"Dear Lord of the Undead, hello, I am Tusturing from the Tab tribe." The tauren child introduced himself very politely. It was completely different from other tauren that Li Ziyu had ever seen. The etiquette and way of speaking were more similar. to human beings.

Li Ziyu looked at Mou Mou, wondering why he brought a child to see him, but Mou Mou did not respond to him. Li Ziyu squinted his eyes, feeling that something was a little unusual. He stood up and faced the tauren child. He showed a smile and said, "Hello Tastulin, I am Li Ziyu, the Lord of the Undead."