Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Upon hearing the order, the undead skeleton immediately turned around and dragged Bentham back.

Just like this, Bentham broke out in a cold sweat. Now he no longer cares about whether he is the protagonist or not, he just wants to live.

"Tell me, what do you know? If you tell me what I'm interested in, I'll let you go." Li Ziyu said slowly, leaning on the big bone chair.

"Racial restrictions! I know racial restrictions!" Bentham shouted without hesitation.

Li Ziyu was stunned and turned to look at Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng thought for a while and shook his head. He had never heard of racial restrictions.

Zhang Peng didn't even know it, so it meant it was a useful thing. Li Ziyu became a little interested and said to Bentham: "Tell me about it."

"Tell me, will you let me go?" Bentham said, scanning the surrounding undead and swallowing his saliva.

"It's not time for you to negotiate terms yet." Li Ziyu said with a cold face.

"I hope you can keep your promise." Bentham gritted his teeth. He had no more choices now. His life and death were in the hands of the other party. If the other party was happy, he might let him go, but if he made the other party angry, he would really die. .

Bentham learned about racial restrictions from other people, and it was hearsay. He didn’t know whether it was accurate, and no one mentioned it in forums or chats.

Bentham's pain was over, and before he died, he showed a relieved expression and knelt on the ground, seemingly in repentance.

Bentham came to the edge of the platform and looked down. It was very high, but there were gaps between the bones. He could climb down through these gaps. The hope of survival was right in front of him, and he couldn't care less.

However, this is not the case in fact. Races such as demons and angels are indeed powerful, but their development speed has not exceeded cognition. They belong to the first step, but they have not exceeded the first step. Such races as vampires and werewolves are combined with the indigenous people. A race that can fight them back and forth.

Li Ziyu stood at the door of the main building, looking calmly in the direction of Bentham, and said unhurriedly: "Stars, have you seen it? This is the result of failure. Even if the enemy forgives you, you will still be in pain. , will still die."

Don't tell me, Bentham's information is really useful. It reminds me to pay attention.

The other world is so cruel. If you fail, you will die, and your death will be painful.

Werewolves are even worse. The most powerful time must be a full moon night, otherwise the combat effectiveness is only 50%-80%.

This couldn't help but remind him of his indifference to life some time ago. After spending a long time with the undead, he had no feeling for the death of life, and even developed some kind of disgust for living life. This is not a good thing. Phenomenon.

Bentham looked slightly startled. He looked around and saw his own fortress. The main building that once stood there was now filled with smoke and dust. The collapsed building was the main building of the Jackal Fortress.

That is to say, the more powerful the race, the more shackles it will have because of its strength. It is precisely because of these shackles that those powerful races cannot develop as quickly as possible.

This order was quickly transmitted through the soul fire network of the undead, and it was close to Bentham's sentry tower. The skeletal long archer on top bent his bow and arrow, aimed at Bentham, let go lightly, and the long arrow roared. The sound of wind surged downwards, entering from the back of his heart and piercing him.

Staggering out of the main building door, he turned his head and glanced. The undead just stared at him silently without making any movement. Only then did Bentham let out a sigh of relief in his heart and ran towards the edge of the platform.

"Uh……"

When Bentham was chatting with someone, the person brought up a point called racial restrictions.

The information about demons and behemoths also proves the existence of racial restrictions. For example, the restriction of demons is that they want to create chaos. Any attempt to maintain peace will cause demons to rebel, and no matter which branch of the demon race they are, Loyalty is always very low, and it is difficult to achieve loyalty and even trust like other races.

After confirming that Bentham did not know anything about the Allied Forces, Li Ziyu did not embarrass him and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

Liu Xingxing had cold sweat streaming down his head. Looking over from him, he could only see a figure kneeling on the ground. He was in pain and his body was curled up.

According to the data, if angels kill humans arbitrarily, they will be injured. This kind of injury will not recover. It is quite outrageous that it is not affected by their own super recovery power.

"Oh? It's related to me, let's talk about it." Li Ziyu raised his eyebrows, his interest was raised again, but he didn't expect that there was news related to him.

On the other hand, Bentham was a plunderer. He traveled around and rarely stayed in one place, so he had a wider range of news channels. This time, the news about the Cancer Alliance came from the tribes he once plundered.

It looked like a very painful death.

In other words, even if there is a system, the devil may still betray him at any time.

That is my main building, that is my hard work!

Bentham opened his mouth slightly, but no sound came out. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a look of pain appeared on his face. It seemed that something important was being pulled out of his body, and his heart seemed to be pulled out by a heart. He held it with his big hand and pinched it hard.

As we all know, when travelers come to this other world, they will randomly have a fortress and a matching race. Some races are very weak, while others are naturally powerful, such as demons, angels, giant beasts, etc.

He exposed his arms, rolled up his sleeves, gritted his teeth, and was about to climb down. At this moment, he heard a roar, which was the sound of a building collapsing.

The gnoll fortress and the kobold fortress were completely destroyed at this moment, with no possibility of recovery.

Li Ziyu shook his head and said, "Not enough. This news is not enough for you to leave. I need more."

The boss summarized that several races have special restrictions, and the stronger they are, the stronger the restrictions. On the contrary, those who seem to be relatively weak have fewer restrictions, such as goblins, ratmen, and jackals. , kobolds, etc., there are almost no restrictions, you can do whatever you want.

The boss also gave an example to Bentham, which was the information he collected himself. For example, the angel race has a strong body, super recovery ability, and invincible holy light, but it is interesting that they almost It will not kill humans or those relatively kind races, not even a single one.

"Boss, are you just letting him go like this?" Zhang Peng looked at Bentham's leaving figure and asked doubtfully.

Bentham was silent, constantly thinking about any other useful information that would satisfy the Undead City Lord and allow him to let him go.

Bentham's second news is really related to Li Ziyu. Not only is it related, but it is also particularly important. It is the news about the Cancer Alliance!

Li Ziyu has taken root since arriving in the Dead Souls Mountains. Although Zhang Peng worked hard to expand the intelligence network, the time was too short and the speed of gathering intelligence was limited.

Zhang Peng noticed Li Ziyu's eyes and couldn't help but smile to himself. It's really not his fault. Again, the intelligence network was established in such a short time that the surrounding tribes didn't fully trust him yet. insufficient.

He didn't feel that Li Ziyu was a good old man. He would simply let a potential enemy go and let the tiger return to the mountain. It was not something that Li Ziyu could do.

What companion?

Do I still have a companion? Don’t make such vulgar jokes!

The lizardmen, goblins, and headhunters united to declare to the wasteland that they would declare war on the undead and spread it among the various tribes. Naturally, some people would eat this kind of melon, and Bentham also learned something about it. It is said that this time the three parties The number of soldiers dispatched will be hundreds of thousands, and the scale is extremely large. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I still have news, important news related to you!"

Li Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled without saying a word.

Good guy, this racial restriction is hidden deep enough. If someone hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have thought of it. After all, it looks normal, but it's actually a big hole. If you think about it, you know what the end will be if you are the enemy of the whole world. ah.

But during the day, he is weak at most, his combat power is reduced, and he is not as strong as the vampire limits. Are my undead weaker than vampires? I don't admit it, okay?

Li Ziyu began to carefully take stock of the characteristics of the undead, trying to find his own racial restrictions. He had never thought about it before, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly discovered a lot of things that were wrong.

The undead city lord was very trustworthy and did not stop him from leaving.

The demolition of the Jackal Fortress is still continuing. The main building of the Kobold Fortress was also discovered. With the help of many skeletons and undead, the demolition went smoothly. Pansy was in a coma during the whole process. After the main building was demolished, he showed a painful expression and began to lay on the ground. While he was rolling, a skeleton warrior stepped forward and ended his life with a knife.

Low-level skeletal undead are easy to make, as long as they have bones. They have insufficient combat power, but they can be accumulated in quantity. But the high-level arms are different. Even high-level skeletal warriors must consume a lot of soul energy if they want to form a group.

Li Ziyu has no intention of saving Bentham. We are all adults and must be responsible for what we do. If you dare to provoke him and want to collect his protection money, you must be prepared to pay the price with your life.

As for the giant beasts, it's very simple. These guys have a huge appetite. As they grow, their food intake will increase day by day. Once they are hungry, they will fall out on the spot. The lord of the giant beast city has already been exhausted in order to get food for these big guys. There is no mood to develop.

Could it be a heart attack?

This is very strange. Logically speaking, a powerful race should develop faster and have a very considerable combat effectiveness in the early stage. Excluding the influence of the surrounding environment, it should be easy to surpass the traversers of the same period, but why do they Not as far ahead as expected?

"Do you know where the army gathers?" Li Ziyu narrowed his eyes and sat up straight and asked.

Li Ziyu patted Liu Xingxing on the shoulder and said to the side: "Give him the last mercy."

Let him die happily, this is Li Ziyu's last mercy.

So this boss came up with a theory that the angel race cannot harm "good" races. They can only take action if they are judged to be evil, otherwise they themselves will suffer incurable harm.

"I can say it, but you have to promise to let me go." Bentham looked at Li Ziyu warily. He had already handed over one piece of information, and he would give another one. What if the other party still doesn't say enough, so he must first Just negotiate good terms.

This is obviously unfair. Travelers with powerful races can develop in a short period of time, leaving little room for survival for weaker races. Most time travelers think so.

Next is a very important one, high-level arms, this thing should be the real racial restriction!

What's going on, why is this happening?

companion?

This news is really useful. Damn it, it's good to know that these are hundreds of thousands of soldiers. I can still take care of myself. If someone kills them without knowing it, I won't die too miserably.

After listening to Bentham's words, Li Ziyu scratched his face. It seemed to make sense, but was this news true?

"Okay, if it really has something to do with me, then I'll let you go." Li Ziyu smiled and said magnanimously.

This guy didn't read the instructions carefully. It's no problem to let you go, but the fortress is bound to the city lord. If the main building is destroyed, the city lord will also die.

But I don’t have a heart disease. Bentham couldn’t figure out what was going on and why he was in such pain. He felt like a fish thrown to the shore. He wanted to breathe, but couldn’t get in the air. Instead, his heart The pain became more and more painful, and his expression became ferocious.

But soul energy usually comes from killed creatures. In other words, if you want to produce more high-level warriors, you need more soul energy. If you want soul energy, you have to start a war. To kill, and killing will cause dissatisfaction, so the whole world will be enemies.

Bodies were constantly being transported to the fortress by the undead, and the dismantled resources were also sent over one after another and collected into the warehouse.

In the face of life and death, of course you have to take care of yourself first.

Along the platform, Bentham ran all the way. He saw countless undead souls. The undead souls did not attack him, but just stared at him with their dark soul fire. He saw the minotaurs, and the minotaurs followed him with curious eyes. He didn't step forward either.

His throat squirmed, and he let out a low and suppressed moan. Sweat fell down his forehead. Bentham clutched his chest and fell to his knees in pain. His eyes were filled with gold stars, and his mind was dizzy.

After Bentham finished speaking, he stared at Li Ziyu. Seeing the expression on his face changing back and forth, he immediately understood that the news was useful. When Li Ziyu took a breath and his face returned to its original state, he asked cautiously: "This Is the message okay, can I leave?”

The weakening of combat effectiveness under the sun is considered a problem. If there are special methods, it can be solved, such as the aura of the soul coffin.

He was sluggish.

They are already gathering and will set off soon to fight against the undead.

I did say to let Bentham go, and I did the same, keeping my promise, but letting you go and whether you can survive are two different things.

Although he is the undead city lord, he is still a human being. If the whole world is filled with undead, that would be too miserable.

Vampires and werewolves also have shortcomings. In the sun, low-level vampires cannot survive, and high-level vampires will be suppressed and lose their ability to recover.

He glanced at Zhang Peng, this intelligence network was not good.

Bentham was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly got up and ran out. Pansy had already been pushed behind his head.

The matter of the Cancer Alliance had nothing to do with Bentham, and he didn't know much about it. He was even less likely to know about matters such as the gathering place of the army that needed to be kept secret.

If true, what are the racial restrictions for my undead?

sun?

Li Ziyu asked the system to start decomposing the corpses, so that when the time came, the corpses would be piled up into a hill and decomposed as soon as possible.

"By the way, has that woman named Liu...Liu Ziyue gone?" Li Ziyu, who was sitting in a daze in boredom on the big bone chair, suddenly remembered the tea master and asked Zhang Peng.

"Let's go. He ran pretty fast." Zhang Peng looked at the busy skeletons and undead and replied casually.

Liu Xingxing seemed to be a little stimulated and shrank to the wall. He didn't know what he was thinking, but Li Ziyu felt that this was a good thing. Liu Xingxing was a kind person, carefree and carefree, but this kind of person was in another world. Life was difficult. He didn't want his companions to die, but he wanted them to grow up.