Quadruple split

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On the outskirts of Academy City, in the dark forest, deep in a mass grave dedicated to military training for young undead students

Including Idong, a total of five human...type creatures were gathered around a light blue bonfire. Their faces flickered in the firelight. If it weren't for one of the dark-skinned and sturdy orcs, they would be almost invisible. Being beaten into a pig's head should be quite scary.

The Eternal Necromancer, Winter.

Former Fenrir Team Captain, [Plague] Ned Frame.

Former Fenrir Squad soldier, [War] Crabbe Karic.

Former Fenrir Squad monk, [Disaster] Salazar Brive.

Former Fenrir Squad Scout, [Death] Yinna Chenlu.

them……

"The nickname is quite cool."

Yinna, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, smacked her lips. Except for the fact that her hair had turned black inexplicably and her skin was fairer than before, this beautiful elf girl looked almost the same as before. The broken branches poked at the cold bonfire in front of him, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "But can we little people really withstand it?"

Yi Dong: "Uh..."

"My name is [Death], and I am the agent and preacher of the doomsday."

Yin Na suddenly put on a pretty face, and finished her sentence with dignity in a deliberately low voice, and then spread her hands: "After finishing the lines, she was beaten into a pig's head. This is really embarrassing."

Crabbe, who had just been beaten into a pig's head by Salazar, blinked twice and turned to look at Yinna: "Sister, why do I think you are targeting me?"

The latter immediately looked over and said, "Go aside, your grandfather was still wearing crotchless pants when I was born."

"Then I can't just call you grandma, right?"

Crabbe's big face wrinkled up in confusion, and he said in a sullen voice: "And aren't you and the captain already married? The captain is only two years older than me. If I call you grandma, wouldn't the captain also have to... …Woo!!”

Pressing Crabbe's mouth tightly, Salazar coughed lightly and said in a deep voice to his beautiful companion, whose expression was getting better and better: "Don't be as knowledgeable as this retarded person, sister-in-law."

Whizzing--

Then, the two brothers were pierced through the heart by two fine iron arrows with a gray mist flowing around them, and were directly nailed to the ground.

Fatal injury! If this were applied to a living person, it would be a fatal injury!

Of course, for these four people now, this level of injury is almost negligible. As long as their bodies have not suffered too heavy and large-area injuries and their soul fire has not extinguished, an arrow penetrating their hearts will hit them. It's not a big deal at all.

"That's what I said..."

Idong, who was sitting in the middle, held his cheek and turned to glance at Yinna with some helplessness: "It's very troublesome to repair. It's fine in a place like this that is suitable for the activities of the undead. After you go out, don't easily go to other people's houses." There are holes in the body.”

"Hey~"

Yinna stuck out her tongue, then jumped behind Ned, who had been looking at a loss from the beginning, and made a face at Salazar and Crabbe.

Since the life span barrier and the boundary between life and death have been broken, the elf girl who had been plotting evil against her captain a long time ago finally got her wish, successfully brought her uncle back, and officially established a relationship with the former captain of Fenrir Team, and their relationship has heated up. middle.

In this process, a total of three single dogs, headed by Yi Dong, including Crabbe and Salazar, were seriously injured to varying degrees, and their lives were miserable and miserable.

"well……"

Turning thousands of MMP sentences into a long sigh, Yidong rubbed his eyebrows and shrugged: "I have said it before, the 'flower names' of you guys were not chosen by me, but by Hei Fan's friends. ...It was taken from the guy who entrusted me to resurrect you. Obviously, he has high hopes for you."

Ned, who had already heard the ins and outs (prepared by Yi Dong and Mo Tan in advance), and had a good idea of ​​the causes and consequences of the resurrection of these people, scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "That being said, Rin Master Dong, I really don’t think I can do anything for that ‘sir’.”

"Favours cannot be repaid."

Salazar, who casually broke the arrow in his chest and shook the broken arrow out with a burst of energy, also nodded and echoed: "Although we have restored our previous strength with your help, it is even better than before. There has been improvement, but it is only at the peak of the intermediate level. For the 'sir' who helped the regent of the Violet Empire to eradicate the Marshall family, we are simply not qualified to be his collaborators. Considering that we undead creatures With his physique, I’m afraid it will cause trouble.”

Yidong shook his head and smiled at the four people who looked anxious: "You are overthinking."

"Why are you thinking too much?"

Although he sat up again, Crabbe, who still had an arrow stuck in his chest, blinked and looked confused.

"I overthink everything."

Yidong replied cheerfully, spread his hands and said: "First of all, that guy entrusted me to resurrect you. In addition to wanting you to owe a huge favor and be able to act like a cow when necessary, the more important reason is I’m afraid it’s just a matter of personality.”

Crabbe showed no reaction.

Yinna continued to hug her man from behind, looking unconcerned.

Salazar said 'uh', but after all, he was not a half-dragon with a human face, so he couldn't see his emotions at all.

Only Ned, who was still considered a normal dead person, frowned and said in confusion: "You mean, that gentleman is willing to let you resurrect us, but..."

"It's a matter of character."

Yi Dong nodded seriously and said with a smile: "To put it simply, the reason why that person saved you is just because he wanted to save you. Although there may be some utilitarian reasons, I'm afraid there are more reasons. Because it's 'fun'."

Ned was dumbfounded: "Interesting?"

"Yes, interesting."

Yidong sighed and said helplessly: "Most of what that guy does is based on 'interesting'. To say something I shouldn't say, if I help Buffy Marshallby The destruction of the Marshall family would please him even more. That person would probably not hesitate to help the inhumane Grand Duke destroy evidence, then confuse right and wrong, tell right and wrong, and turn the so-called slave trade into a farce. "

This time, not only Ned, but also Salazar, Yinna and the most heartless Crabbe were all dumbfounded.

As mentioned above, they had learned all about the Violet civil strife caused by the 'slave trade' from Master Winter in front of them a long time ago, and they felt sorry for the man who helped the regent to rub Buffy... Marshall, the 'sir' who indirectly led to the destruction of the Marshall family admires him very much. Coupled with the latter's identity as a lifesaver, the admiration and gratitude in his heart are as continuous as a torrential river. The worries just now are mainly because he feels that There is no way for me to serve the other party well.

As a result, according to Master Cold Winter, whether it is resurrecting his own gang or letting the unscrupulous villain Buffy Marshall get retribution, they are actually just trying to have fun, which makes them somewhat incomprehensible. .

"So you really don't need to have any psychological pressure."

Yidong waved his hand to make the 'bonfire' in front of him burn brighter, and smiled: "Indeed, you owe him a favor that cannot be changed, but favors are favors, if it has any impact on that guy's character Misunderstandings are bad.”

Ned, who looked complicated, rubbed his hair and shook his head with a wry smile: "Sorry, I may not be able to accept it for a while, but I will try my best."

"Well, it's normal. When I was a child, I was quite disillusioned when I first learned that my idol in preschool was my own mother. You just get used to it."

Idong twitched the corner of his mouth, remembering the time when he was very fond of Gugu-chan when he was in the orphanage, and his expression became complicated.

"Although I don't understand it, Master Winter seems to be a person with stories."

Yinna hugged Ned's neck and whispered in the latter's ear, successfully earning a look from her lover.

Salazar chose to skip the question about his savior's character and asked Idong: "Master Winter, if I remember correctly, you should have said 'first of all' just now. , so do we think too much about anything else?”

"Yes, you guys don't take yourself too seriously."

Yidong smiled, and then his expression suddenly turned solemn: "You four... it seems that you still think of yourself as 'ordinary people' even now."

Yinna tilted her head and corrected her sentence: "It should be an ordinary dead person."

"Haha, ordinary dead people can't talk, let alone fall in love."

Yidong laughed and complained, and said seriously: "Listen up, guys, maybe in your impression, you are still the boss and still stuck in the middle level. The highest achievement in this life is probably just to break through to the high level. , a cannon fodder, a bastard, a nobody who will never be associated with the word powerful, but this is not the case."

"No ah."

Crabbe scratched his hair and said with a naive smile: "I think I am quite strong."

Bah——

Then the orc man who claimed to be a strong man was beaten down again by his partner next to him.

"You continue."

Salazar withdrew his fist and motioned to the master in front of him who had "reinvention" for his group to continue speaking.

"You are the real undead, guys. Although it may not be perfect yet, that is because of my limited strength in resurrecting you, not because of your own problems."

Although the appearance rate is not high, he has not been idle in the past six months. Yidong, who has already achieved certain knowledge in the undead, raised his lips slightly: "Don't put yourself into those low-level undead, those who don't even have self-awareness." There are two completely different beings from you."

The four of them looked at each other in confusion. It was obvious that Ned and the others, who had hardly dabbled in the field of occultism before, really couldn't tell the difference between themselves and the skeleton soldiers, gargoyles, suture monsters and other ordinary wild zombies passing by. What's the difference.

In their opinion, they are just a little smarter and more beautiful. If we really talk about combat effectiveness, a high-level suture monster in the bard story can wipe out all four of them.

but it is not the truth--

"The undead are different from the living. You don't need to temper your body, nor will you be influenced by your innate talents. Even..."

Yidong glanced at Crabbe subconsciously and said solemnly: "It doesn't require much wisdom."

The latter quit at that time, patted his thick thigh with an aggrieved look and said in a loud voice: "Master, why are you bullying me here!"

"Ahem, unexpected accident."

The master rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, coughed slightly, and continued: "Will is the only criterion for judging us undead. Although this concept is a bit abstract, this is really the case."

"Will?"

Salazar frowned, feeling the heart that was no longer beating in his body, and murmured: "I don't understand..."

"Generally, I would divide the undead into three categories."

Yidong was not surprised, but explained patiently: "The first type, in my eyes, are simple monsters, such as the skeleton soldiers and gargoyles you are familiar with. These monsters are usually given under special circumstances. As for consumables with combat capabilities, although I do not deny that there will also be powerful beings like 'Soul Eaters' and 'Grave Keepers' in them, their status is still very... low-level."

Crabbe looked solemn and immediately asked in a deep voice: "What is that?"

"Nothing."

Yidong covered his forehead, and after confirming with his eyes that the other three people understood, he continued: "As for the second type, it is to actively transform yourself into an undead existence through some relatively high-tech operations. Many necromancers like to do this, and extremely powerful races like dragons and Beamon have a high probability of natural transformation after death."

Salazar nodded slightly, and then asked curiously: "Just like you?"

Obviously, he has not forgotten Ito's previous appearance that almost made Crabbe pee.

"My nature is a little different, but it should be included."

Yidong shrugged, casually asked about the question about his own composition, and continued: "Finally, there are natural immortals who clearly don't have the toughness of dragons, but can still complete 'awakening' with their will, such as Say... you."

Yinna let out a 'wow' and exclaimed: "I always thought we were the kind of corpses you resurrected, Master Winter!"

"That's why I said you are overthinking. Even if I did lead your awakening ceremony, being able to return to this world as an intelligent creature instead of a monster is entirely your own credit."

Yidong narrowed his eyes and slowly scanned the four of them with his not deep but very bright eyes: "What really allows you to cross the boundary between life and death is your own will. I just gave you a chance." , and did nothing else.”

"So what you mean is..."

"Perhaps you were just trash when you were alive, but since you are all dead now... you'd better not underestimate your potential."

Chapter 1,182: End