Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

Black Warrior and Thayer walked along the street towards the center of Rat Death Border City, followed by tall elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors on both sides.

This was the first time that Sayer went deep into the Rat Dead Border City. All previous transactions were completed in the hut next to the city gate.

He looked curiously at the surrounding buildings. Each building was almost the same, very neat, with vegetation, flowers, and some trees.

Seeing that the types of these plants are basically similar, it seems that they are not planted casually by the citizens themselves, but planted in a planned way.

The undead seen and the legendary undead became separated.

The difference is too big.

In legends, the undead are existences that destroy everything. Wherever they pass, all living things will become extinct, and all life will return to death.

But the undead seen in reality not only follow the rules, but also do not kill indiscriminately, and even build cities for the living beings to live in.

Sure enough, hearing is false and seeing is true.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sayer would never believe it if others told him that the undead would not kill indiscriminately.

They came to the center of the city, which was an independent place blocked by metal fences and iron gates blocking their way.

Sayer looked up and saw a sign on the iron gate with the word "cemetery" printed on it in the language of the dead.

The language of the dead is the thing that surprises Sayel the most, because this language has its own magic power.

It is not a normal text, but a rune-like existence. Even if you don't understand the language of the dead, as long as you see the text, you will naturally understand its meaning.

The undead language text directly affects the soul.

Sayer looked strange.

Is this a cemetery?

The grass is green, the flowers are blooming, and the rows of green trees are full of life.

Whose cemetery looks like this?

Shouldn't a cemetery be a place where graves are next to graves and tombstones are placed next to them? As long as you get close, you will feel a chill in your heart?

Why is it the other way around when we get to the undead place, making it look like a big garden?

In the center of the cemetery, there is a huge building, which is dark and made of strips of stone. It is majestic and majestic everywhere.

Various skull patterns are embossed in relief. This kind of building is in line with the characteristics of the undead.

Several skeletal undead stepped forward and opened the iron door. The black warrior signaled that Sayer could continue moving forward.

Follow the walking path in the cemetery towards the Hall of the Dead.

"Is this a place to worship ancestors?" Sayer couldn't help asking as he looked at the building getting closer.

"The undead have no ancestors." The black warrior replied calmly.

"Is that a place dedicated to the God of the Dead?" Sayer asked again. Apart from the temple, he couldn't think of any use for that building.

"Absolutely." The Black Warrior thought for a moment before replying. The statue enshrined in the Hall of the Undead was actually a statue of Li Ziyu. Is his master considered a god? He should be. At least he summoned his own undead souls.

Why does the city lord live in the temple?

Could it be that the city lord of the Rat-Dead Border City is a shaman or a priest?

It seems quite possible.

It is said that the city lord of the Rat Dead Border City is a human. The undead let a human be the city lord. If there is nothing going on, he doesn't believe it.

The only convincing possibility is that this human being is a believer in the God of the Dead and has a very high status. Only in this way can he become the city lord.

His identity may be a shaman, a priest, a necromancer, a lich, etc.

Darth Vader takes Sayel into the Hall of the Dead.

The main hall is very high, more than ten meters. After entering the main hall, Sayer saw the tall statue standing in the main hall at a glance.

"Ah, you are so majestic, the great god of the dead...?"

Sayil saw the statue and blurted out his compliments without thinking.

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Blinking his eyes and taking a serious look at the standing statue, Sayer couldn't say anything else.

Is the God of the Dead a human? !

My ancestors, are you kidding me?

Sayer's face twitched and his mouth opened and closed twice, like a fish out of water.

The largest sculpture placed in the center is completely human. Although its face cannot be seen clearly, it still looks human.

The Black Warrior turned to look at the dumbfounded Thayer and said to him, "Go forward, the city lord is waiting for you."

"Huh? Oh."

After being reminded by the black warrior, Sayer came back to his senses and quickly continued to move forward.

After walking past the statue, Sayer couldn't help but look at the statue twice, and then at the black warrior beside him. He wanted to ask why the god of the dead was a human being, but he didn't speak and asked honestly. forward.

There was a long corridor at the back, with many rooms on both sides. The Black Warrior took Saier to a room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zhang Peng's voice came from inside, and the Black Warrior opened the door and motioned for Sayer to go in.

Sayer straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the room.

The room was very spacious and was arranged like an office. Two humans were talking. When Sayer came in, the two stopped talking and one of them stood up.

"You must be Saier. Welcome to your arrival. I am Zhang Peng, the city of Rat Death Border City."

"Hello, City Master Zhang Peng, from the city-state of Ilmaha, the Ratman merchant Sayer pays tribute to you."

Sayer saluted quickly and looked at the human in front of him who claimed to be the Lord of Rat Dead Border City.

This human being is young and wears very ordinary clothes. Compared with the rat-man nobles, he is just a commoner. His hair is messy, his eye sockets are sunken, and there are dark circles under his eyes. He looks listless and depressed.

To be honest, this is very similar to the city lord in Sayer's heart...

With preconceived notions, Sayer guessed that the city lord of the Rat Dead Border City was either a shaman, a priest, or a necromancer, and Zhang Peng looked a bit like a necromancer.

There is a slump all over the body. Although he is young, he feels like an old man in his twilight years. This should be a side effect of studying undead magic for many years, right?

Sayer guessed in his mind.

He looked at another human being, but he didn't know what was going on with that human being. He just looked at himself with a smile.

Zhang Peng nodded and said to Sayer, "I already know about your matter. I am not the person you want to talk to today."

Sayer was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know why. If you don't talk to me, why should I follow you here?

Then he saw Zhang Peng pointing at the humans behind him and said to him, "Come and meet our true leader, the lord of the territory here, the master of the undead, the great lord of the undead Li Ziyu."

Sayer: Σ(дlll)

"Death, Lord of the Undead?!!!"

Sayer's lips trembled.

He originally thought he was here to see the city lord of the Rat Dead Border City, but he didn't expect to see the Lord of the Undead.

Taking two steps forward, Sayer knelt down in front of Li Ziyu with a bang, "Great Lord of the Dead, you are so majestic, and I am so humble. I never thought that one day, I, who is so humble, would be so lucky. Seeing you, from the city-state of Ilmaha, the Ratman merchant Sail would like to extend his most sincere greetings to you."

He buried his head very low, but his mouth never stopped.

But doubts arose in my mind.

what is the problem?

Why is the god of the undead in the temple sculpture outside a human being, and the lord of the undead is also a human being?

Why is the Lord of the Dead here?

I can't figure it out.

He could understand that Zhang Peng was a necromancer who served as the city lord of the Rat Death Border City.

But to say that the Lord of the Undead was a human being and not an undead spirit was completely incomprehensible to him.

These rat people look really happy.

Twitch, is that you, Twitch?

Li Ziyu stared at Sayil who was prostrating, murmuring in his heart, keeping a calm face, and nodded, "Sail, I heard about you, get up."

With Li Ziyu's words, Tu... Sayer stood up and looked respectful.

"My Black Warrior told me that you not only want to be our partner, but also our ally?" Li Ziyu asked. Sayer's body stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with uncertainty.

The Black Warrior had just talked to him about allies, and then he was brought here.

On the way here, the Black Warrior was always with him and never left. How did the Lord of the Dead know about this?

Recalling Zhang Peng's reaction in Caicai City, I was not surprised to see him, and didn't even ask him why he came.

They all know my whereabouts and what I have said!

Sayer's pupils narrowed.

Taking a deep breath, Sayer suppressed his surprise in his heart and nodded, "Yes, great Lord of the Undead, I hope to become an ally of the undead."

Li Ziyu chuckled, "Why do you think I agreed to become our ally?"

This sentence made Sayil hesitate.

Yes.

I was so excited that I wanted to become an ally of the undead, but I never thought about why the undead would accept me.

After all, he is a rat man and a merchant from the city-state of Illamaha.

The undead were at war with the rat-men some time ago, and they were still the enemies of the rat-men.

It has to be said that the huge benefits during this period have gone to Sayer's mind, causing him to lose his former caution and shrewdness.

He had not considered how he, a small businessman running a street stall in the city of Illamaha, had entered the eyes of the undead, and why the undead gave him the potion of bliss to sell.

Everything fell on my head like pie in the sky.

When faced with the hope that could change everything, Sayer lost his judgment.

Now that the Lord of the Undead asked him face to face, he hesitated.

Even with the support of the Bliss Potion, Sayer became famous in the city-state of Ilmaha, but it was still short-lived. He just changed from a street vendor to a popular businessman.

Not to mention compared with the rat nobles in the underground city, even compared with the big businessmen in the underground city, he is useless.

Businessmen like Babbitt and Ferdinand were still the ones he looked up to.

Without the supply of the special item Bliss Potion, Sayil is nothing.

He can achieve the momentum he has now because of the benefits brought by the Bliss Potion.

In the city-state of Ilmaha, he was the only one who had the Bliss Potion, monopolized the market of the entire city-state, and set off a wave of trends, which gave him the opportunity to grow.

Sayer's face was uncertain and he didn't speak for a long time.

"The ally we need is not an ordinary businessman, but someone who is beneficial to us." Li Ziyu stood up as he said it, picked up the juice from the side, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and sat down again. Next, he looked at Sayer calmly.

"What do you need me to do?" Sayer raised his head and looked at Li Ziyu and asked.

"It's not what I want you to do, but what you want to do." Li Ziyu was still cheerful, but that smile made Sayer feel cold.

The undead have big plans!

Sayer yelled in his heart.

He was fooled.

After boarding the undead warship, there was no chance to get off.

Since when?

he recalled.

But he couldn't figure it out. He had been doing the same thing as other businessmen. Why would the undead choose him?

Babbitt and Ferdinand are both big businessmen from the city-state of Illamaha. Isn’t it a good idea to choose them?

However, the undead chose him.

What does the undead see in me?

Sayer couldn't figure it out. He frowned and kept thinking.

"You are ambitious and you are working hard to change your living environment. City Lord Zhang Peng admires you very much." Li Ziyu said softly.

Sayer looked at Zhang Peng fiercely, only to find that the guy who looked like a necromancer still looked listless and didn't even look at him.

"Great Lord of the Undead, forgive me for my clumsiness. I can't understand what you mean." Sayer simply didn't want to think about it anymore and asked directly. He wanted to know what the Lord of the Undead needed.

"You have to understand that when you talk in front of me today, you are not becoming an ally of a certain businessman or noble, but an ally of my undead clan. Do you feel that your current status is enough? Do the undead clan lack a businessman? "

"You have no power and want to use my resources to obtain more wealth. How is that different from other businessmen?"

Li Ziyu pointed at Sayer.

Just these two sentences made Sayer break out in a cold sweat.

He got it.

What the Lord of the Undead needs is not a merchant, but a nail buried in the rat-man city-state.

He is a rat man, but he is a rat man of the undead tribe.

Big opportunity!

Sayer realized that this was a huge opportunity before him.

This opportunity will make him a master, but it may also make him doomed and die without a burial place.

The Lord of the Dead needs him to betray his race!

At this moment, he understood everything.

Zhang Peng, the mayor of Rat Death Border City, what exactly did he see in him? It was his drive to work hard, his drive to do whatever it took to make life better, gain power, and gain wealth.

In the entire city-state of Ilmaha, there are countless people who make profits from the market of the dead, but he is definitely among the group with the most brains and the hardest work.

The time has come to decide.

If you choose to retreat at this time, the undead will give up on him, will no longer provide him with the bliss potion, and will no longer protect him.

The business that had just picked up would disappear, and he would become the carpet merchant he was before.

There is never any way to surpass Babbitt, and the other party will always stand in front of him domineeringly.

If he chooses to turn to the undead, he will get more help from the undead. The undead will help him in every aspect.

It was only a matter of time before there was a race with the support behind it, surpassing businessmen like Babbitt and Ferdinand.

Even becoming a rat noble in the dungeon is easy.

He can thrive among the rat people, control a party, and become a powerful rat person.

But if one day things are exposed, he will become the public enemy of the rat people, will be hated by all the rat people, and will be killed.

Moreover, depending on what the Lord of the Dead wants, from now on I have to obey his orders and be controlled by others.

How to choose?

...how to choose?

Sahil smiled, a look of madness in his eyes.

No choice, no need to choose.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

The opportunity he had prayed for countless times was right in front of him, how could he give up? !

So what if you betray the Rat Clan?

So what if I get killed?

What did the rat people give me? My family has been a slave for generations. Even if I break away from the identity of a slave rat person, my life is still not good.

I worked hard, but I had to be cautious for fear of offending the powerful.

Live humble and careful.

I don't want to live like this!

I want to give it a try!

The rat race has become decadent. The rulers are living in debauchery, but we have no future.

Why are they born with inexhaustible wealth? Why are they nobles?

This should all change!

"Great Lord of the Undead, please give me a chance to become your 'ally'. I will serve you, worship you, and treat you respectfully. You will become my faith!"

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