Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Two days later, in the palace of the ground world, the king stared at the bishop in confusion. "I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"Ahem! No, I came here for an important matter. The war in the underground world is too intense. I hope you can provide some assistance." The bishop said seriously.

The king's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He asked for help so quickly. It seemed that the war in the underground world had really reached a dangerous situation.

"I can send 2 Royal City knights to provide support..."

Before the king could finish his words, the bishop hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, no! It's too dangerous for you to send soldiers directly over. If you betray us in front of us, we can't bear it."

"Oh... don't you trust us at all?" The king was helpless.

"This is not a question of trust or not. We won last time entirely because we had the advantage of terrain. If your legion were to come face to face with us, it would be hard to say who would win or lose." The bishop was still sober.

"So what kind of assistance do you want? Supplies?"

"We need spirit horses." The bishop said. "Soul warriors can only exert their true combat power when they are equipped with spirit horses!"

"Okay, how much do you want?"

"20."

"Impossible! Do you want to turn my knights into an infantry unit?" The king laughed out of anger.

"Then let's make it 10."

"That's impossible! There are too many!" The king shook his head hastily.

"Don't worry, we won't lend it to you for nothing! The Soul Sect has also mastered the technology to make spirit horses. They are also stepping up the production of spirit horses, and their production efficiency is much higher than yours."

"We will lend you 10 spiritual horses this time. In the next ten years, we will return you 2 spiritual horses every year. In the end, you will get 20 spiritual horses. This is equivalent to a long-term investment!" The bishop vowed.

"..." The king showed a suspicious look. "I have a feeling that you are not going to return it. And without the spirit horse, the defense force of the royal city will be greatly reduced. It will be bad if those nobles have any evil intentions. If I am overthrown, our alliance will probably be destroyed."

"Don't worry! We will send people from the Blood Cult to help. Mr. Worm, Blood Crow, and Blood Scythe. If you want more, we can discuss it." said the bishop.

The king thought for a while. The members of the Blood Cult were indeed very strong, and their actions were secretive, making them very suitable for reconnaissance activities.

"I want 20 members of the Blood Cult, but how can I ensure their loyalty?" asked the king.

"Well... actually you don't have to worry about it. You can sign a blood contract with them. After signing it, you will live and die with them. You don't have to worry about them betraying you."

"Didn't you sign such a contract with Blood Crow?" asked the king.

"No. This kind of contract is rare and requires their willingness."

"Then aren't you wasting your time talking for so long? I heard that the members of the Blood Cult are almost immortal. If they sign a contract with a mortal like me, doesn't that mean there is a fatal flaw? How could anyone agree to sign such a contract?" The king was speechless.

"Things are different now. I think they will agree," the bishop said seriously.

"...Has the situation gotten so bad?" The king also sighed slightly.

In fact, the situation on the front line was not as bad as the king thought, but in order to end the war quickly, the archbishop came up with this solution.

"In that case, then 12 spirit horses for 20 members of the Blood Cult. What do you think?" The king increased the amount. He also didn't want the underground world to completely collapse and affect the aboveground world.

"Okay!" The bishop showed a grateful look. As expected of a king, he has a big vision!

So the two discussed the details again and finalized the entire aid plan.

The bishop returned underground again with the plan.

A few days later, the bishop brought 20 members of the Blood Cult to the palace. At this time, they were all human-like and did not look abnormal, but they looked rather cold.

The king looked at everyone. "Everyone, please think carefully before making a decision. I don't want any conflicts to arise between us after signing the contract."

"Don't worry, we are very calm now. We know what the consequences will be after signing the contract. So don't talk nonsense! Let's start!" Blood Crow said directly.

"Okay, let's start with you." The king nodded.

At this time, Blood Crow walked forward, he opened his palm, and a bright red crow mark floated in his palm.

"Take it." said Blood Raven.

The king reached out and took the mark, and in an instant the mark was branded on the king's soul.

The king was startled. "Dio, is there something wrong with this thing?"

"...No, it's just a simple soul connection. If you want to do something, I can help you change it so that you can enslave the other person." Dio said.

"Don't worry, wait until I finish signing all the contracts."

"Ha! Not bad! I thought you would treat them equally like those saints!" Dio nodded in appreciation.

"No, they are outsiders after all. I don't trust them. Signing this contract with me is equivalent to giving up their lives. If they turn against me, I will have no way to fight back against them. After all, you can't negotiate with people who don't care about their lives." The king said calmly.

"Smart idea!" Dio agreed.

Then, the signing process was completed quickly.

However, after all the contracts were signed, the faces of all the Blood Cult members changed.

"What did you do! I feel the mark has changed!" Blood Crow was shocked.

"Just some necessary measures. This can effectively prevent you from suddenly launching a suicide attack on me." The king said coldly.

"You bastard! We're not that crazy!"

"I'm sorry, you and the bishop..." The king had only said half of his words when Blood Crow showed an angry look.

"Enough! It's really too tiring to get along with people from your world!" Blood Crow accepted his fate. He was just trying to make up for his mistake this time. He didn't understand why he chose to go crazy with the bishop. Now that he had such a big handle on himself, he deserved to be in this state.

The other members of the Blood Cult looked at the king with a rather unfriendly look. They came with good intentions, but now, their impression of the king has become very bad.

"I advise you not to let us do anything out of line. Although we entrust our lives to you, it does not mean that we will help you do something evil!" Xuejian said firmly.

The king just smiled. Everyone has a different definition of good and evil, and Xuejian's words are simply a universal excuse to evade. If the king asks him to do something and Xuejian doesn't want to do it, he can use this excuse to get away with it. These guys are really hard to command.

At this time, the bishop also reacted. "What did you do?"

"Just some necessary insurance. Besides, I also paid an extra 2 spiritual horses." The king said as a matter of course.