Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Dio!" The king tried to call out in his dream, but no one around answered.

"What's wrong?" the black archbishop asked curiously.

"Nothing..." The king's heart moved slightly. Could it be that Dio was unable to monitor him when he was in a dream?

"In a few days, I will have someone bring my token to you. With the token in your hand, you can contact me at any time. It's time for me to leave. It's very tiring to communicate with you like this." The black archbishop said this and left the dream.

At this time, the king also opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

"It seems that your presence has attracted some people's attention." Dio's voice came.

"Dio? Why didn't you say anything just now? That way you could communicate with him on the spot. And it would save me, the middleman, the trouble." The king pinched his brows and said helplessly.

"No, I feel that guy has bad intentions. I can predict how he wants me to help him." Dio sneered.

The king thought about it and seemed to have guessed it. According to the Black Archbishop, the illusion array needed energy to maintain. In other words, the Black Archbishop might persuade Dio to be the fuel. Dio would never agree to such a condition.

"Don't say that the destruction of your world has nothing to do with me. Even if the world I live in is destroyed, I won't feel sad. I have now completely figured it out. It is a great arrogance to bear the fate of others beyond one's ability. So I think respecting everyone's destiny is the most sensible choice." Dio said with a smile.

"...You are right." The king actually nodded in agreement.

"You..." Dio was slightly stunned. "I thought you would criticize me."

"Haha, I'm not such an ungrateful person. What right do I have to criticize you? After all, I'm not you, and we have different positions. Using my position to criticize you is a very stupid behavior in itself."

"Hahahaha! You're quite a likable guy. You're really becoming more and more insightful." Dio laughed.

"Then do I need to pass on a message to him? It seems that you don't want to communicate with him." asked the king.

"No rush, let's talk to him. I have something to ask him." After thinking for a while, Dio decided that it would be better to meet the man.

At the same time, in the underground world, the bishop was kneeling in front of a man in a black robe, sweating profusely.

"Archbishop... why did you come here so suddenly? If you give me some notice, I can prepare a little."

The archbishop reached out and helped the kneeling bishop up.

"I'm not here to punish you this time. Although you did something wrong, things turned out the best way by accident."

Listening to the words of the archbishop, the bishop's body trembled slightly. As expected, his cleverness was completely useless in front of this big man. Even now, the bishop still didn't understand how his secret was exposed.

In fact, the bishop didn't know that the archbishop had come to him several times in his dreams. So the archbishop had seen all the nightmares the bishop had.

"So what instructions do you have for this visit?" the bishop asked hurriedly.

"No instructions... I just wanted to see you and get some things done. So much time has passed in the blink of an eye. You look a little different every time. It seems that even in reincarnation, various errors will continue to magnify, making the original things become unrecognizable in the end." The archbishop said some inexplicable words.

Because in the Archbishop's original memory, the Bishop would eventually develop to a very high level, and even decide the direction of the war. But now, the Bishop's ambition is gone, and he should not be able to develop to that level.

"Reincarnation?" The bishop's face changed slightly. She had heard the prince talk about the history book. However, she did not believe that at all. But the words said by the archbishop made her shudder.

The bishop calmed down, then asked hesitantly, "Sir...if we are constantly reincarnating, then when will the next reincarnation begin?"

"I don't know either... maybe there won't be reincarnation next time? You can be free too."

"What do you mean?" The bishop's face became even uglier.

The archbishop said nothing, but took off his clothes.

The large black robe fell to the ground, and a human with an extremely beautiful face appeared in front of the bishop.

The bishop was shocked. Because the archbishop looked exactly like that of Her Highness Michaela. The only difference was that the archbishop's body was quite incomplete. The right half of his body was completely shattered, and some pale golden sparks were slowly burning his body. And in his abdomen, a golden sacred circular mark was shining.

“M…M…”

"I am not him. His Highness Michaela died a long time ago. I stayed here just to fulfill his last wish. But now it seems that everything that Lord envisioned is problematic."

"Even without the Mad Fire and the Golden Tree, this world still cannot become a better place. After the external enemies disappeared, the Horned People began to split internally. Some opportunists gained high positions. They started wars and covered up history. They buried the truth in the long river of time and showed their ugly selfish genes to the fullest..."

"Your Highness Mikala's idea is indeed wrong! A beautiful world cannot be realized even in an illusion. The reason why I have kept these 1000 years of endless reincarnation is because in the entire history of the Horned People, you are the most shining generation."

"Ah?" Hearing the archbishop's praise, the bishop looked bewildered. She couldn't understand how someone like herself could deserve such exaggerated praise.

"In fact, your mistakes are not mistakes at all in the eyes of later generations. They will not even feel any guilt for their mistakes. But you at least feel guilty and have made amends. This is much better than later generations." The archbishop smiled helplessly. Then he picked up the robe on the ground and covered his body again.

"Are you injured? It looks serious!" The bishop changed the subject somewhat awkwardly.

"Well. I have to meet a troublesome person in two days. Sigh..." The Archbishop's eyes flashed with deep helplessness. He had a strong premonition that his negotiation this time might fail. After all, the Cuckoo Knight didn't seem like the kind of selfless good man.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. Enjoy your life!" After saying that, the archbishop turned and left.

The bishop was slightly stunned, his eyes were a little dazed. But fortunately, the archbishop did not care about her mistakes, and she was finally able to sleep well. Before, she was troubled by nightmares and could not sleep peacefully at all.

Two days later, the bishop came to the ground again to visit the king, and the king also tacitly received him.

After some polite exchanges, the two came to the reception room in the palace.

"The archbishop asked me to give this to you." The bishop took out a round object and placed it on the table.

The king picked it up and examined it carefully, and was slightly surprised. "It looks like an eyeball?"